Chapter 1686 The story of a clay doll cultivating immortality (21)
"Young Master... Young Master?"
"Why didn't you speak, Master?"
"Could it be that I suddenly felt like I was in trance?"
"I envy the young master's talent."
juvenile:"……"
It's not that he didn't speak, but that the clay doll stretched out his hands and scratched at his tree trunk, as if scratching an itch, which made him unable to speak...
And he always had a feeling that the clay doll was intentional. Did the other party find out about his situation?
The other party could probably sense the evil spirit coming from these willow trees, but they probably couldn't hear their communication.
They communicate not with spiritual consciousness, but with special words belonging to flowers, plants and trees. Those who don't know how to speak like this will not be able to hear them at all.
She is a clay doll and does not belong to the category of flowers, plants and trees, so she probably does not understand their language.
The banks of the Liu River were filled with the chatter of the willow trees. Their words were simple and they were all purely envious of the young man's talent. They had no other thoughts and their communication was very straightforward.
In fact, last night, Qian Yan made a guess as to what identity the Prime Minister would choose in this small world.
Later, after hearing the exchange between these willow trees, I wondered if it might be the willow tree where she stayed. So far, this willow tree is very doubtful.
Those who fall from the sky will end up being ripped out of their true form.
But he has cultivated to the point where his spirit has left his body, and he may not have died if his body was removed. But according to the identity chosen by the prime minister, if it is really this willow tree, then even if the spirit of the willow tree spirit escapes, the final end should not be good.
The willow trees were still chirping and communicating. The boy only felt that Qianyan was scratching his trunk and did nothing else. Just when he was about to speak and continue, Qianyan spoke first: "Willow tree spirit, what is your name?"
The originally noisy willow trees suddenly became quiet: "..."
Of course, after just a moment of silence, they started communicating again.
"Who is she asking?"
"Ask us, or the young master?"
"Could she hear us?"
"She is just a mud ball. She does not belong to the category of flowers, plants and trees. She probably cannot hear, right? She should be able to hear clearly the communication of various types of soil, not that of our willow trees."
"That's right, that's right, it scared me."
"No, then why did she ask for the name?"
"Are you...are you asking the young master? She probably felt that the young master had a stronger demonic aura and thought that the young master had become a spirit, so she asked the willow tree spirit what your name is."
"Sir, are you still awake?" A willow tree spirit called the boy, "I think that Clay Fairy is not bad. People have called you. You should accept it and just make friends. As the saying goes,
Many friends, many paths.”
Young man: "..." He very much suspected that these willow spirits were impure and wanted to get in touch with the clay doll through him.
However, was the other party really asking him?
Could she hear their Willow's words, or sense his strong demonic aura?
"Why don't you speak?" Qian Yan asked again, "Didn't you speak very well before?"
"She heard it!"
"She actually heard it, what's going on?"
"How could she hear the exchange between us Willow?"
"Did she practice some secret technique?"
Listening to the noise of the willow trees, Qian Yan remained silent. There was no secret method, but her soul was strong. In addition, she had been a fairy in the past, so it would not be a problem to understand the communication between the willow trees.
"Ni Xian, can you hear us?" The bold willow tree spirit has already communicated with Qian Yan.