All of these were a heavy burden on her heart and a cross on her shoulders.
…
Under the tree, Mr. Baicao looked at the wooden house in the tree with a slight frown, "Can she... be able to do it?"
Mr. Xue sighed softly, "We can't help her. This time, she can only rely on herself."
Zi Tong is smart and talented, but she has too many things in her heart. It is difficult for her to let herself go and concentrate on training, especially Beichen, who occupies too much weight in her heart.
In order to get rid of her distracting thoughts, Mr. Xue thought of using such an extreme method.
"But what if we go crazy?!"
"I will always be here to guard you."
"After all these years, you still can't forget her?!"
"Forget her and I will die."
Mr. Baicao looked at the man beside him and sighed softly.
…
In a blink of an eye, the sun sets and the silver moon rises in the east.
The moonlight casts down, illuminating the whole world. This big tree is also wrapped in a piece of moonlight. The silver moonlight casts down from the gaps between the leaves, wrapping the small wooden house in a silver light.
It sticks to the silver light overflowing from the wooden house, but it's hard to tell which is the moonlight and where is the star power released by the purple pupils.
The big tree became brighter and brighter, as if every leaf was dyed silvery white by starlight, and the whole tree began to emit a soft brilliance, just like a moonlight tree.
Mr. Xue raised his face, "looked" at the silver moon in the sky, then looked at the giant tree in front of him, and nodded with understanding.
"I see!"
one day.
Two days.
Three days.
…
Sunset and moonrise, from new moon to full moon and then to waning moon.
Before we knew it, it was already a month, and a few days later, the new moon appeared in the sky again.
…
The cycle begins again and again.
The purple pupil in the tree and in the wooden house never came down.
Under the tree, Mr. Xue stood quietly in front of the tree and never left.
Occasionally, Mr. Baicao will come, look at the trees and people, and then go away.
Occasionally, Lao Songtou would come, look at the trees and people, shake his head, sigh, and walk away.
Aunt Hua also came over, and when she arrived, she was carrying a basket full of golden eggs. Only she climbed up the tree and filled Zi Tong's basket with the eggs in her own basket.
Zi Tong has not yet broken through to the holy level, and she still needs to eat. The eggs that Mr. Baicao and Old Songtou have helped her refine are enough to meet her daily consumption.
Finally, a yellow leaf fell from the tree, and then more and more leaves fell. The leaves of the entire tree fell, and the thick leaves almost buried Mr. Snow's feet.
A few more days passed.
Snow began to fall from the sky. At first it was just small snow particles, leaving no trace. It just made Mr. Snow's clothes and hair a little wet.
A few days later, there was a heavy snowfall. The thick snow not only covered his shoulders and feet, but also dyed the cloth band covering Mr. Snow's face white.
It snowed all day and all night, and it didn't stop until the fifteenth day.
The clouds dispersed, the moon rose, a full moon filled the fields with clear light.
The moonlight was like silver frost, staining the whole big tree. Suddenly, the light seemed to move, like mercury, converging towards the wooden house from all directions. The moonlight in the mid-air seemed to be attracted and converged towards the big tree.
The giant tree was covered with a thick layer of moonlight, as if it were carved from jade.
Bang!
The wooden door opened, the giant tree swayed slightly, and snow fell from the branches.