The grass-covered hills are covered with small pale yellow and pink flowers, like a colorful tapestry. A majestic oak tree stands among the auras of magical elements, covered by lush trees.
Surrounded by a circle of vibrant herbs, they have different shapes and personalities. Some even have completely different growth habits and environments, but they are all gathered together at this moment. Some are holding their own flower pots and looking around.
; Some pulled their roots out of the soil and walked like human feet; sometimes they lowered their heads and were silent, as if they were thinking about something; sometimes they whispered to other herbs around them... If you close your eyes, ignore their appearance
, you will definitely think that you have entered a human meeting place and heard all kinds of discussions.
"Why did Mrs. Tree suddenly call everyone here?"
"I don't know, I was sleeping just now and dreamed that I was dating a little butterfly."
"Then you really should wake up. You are just a grass, not a flower."
"Could it be that the night watchman wants to attack the hotel?"
"It's so scary. I stole my family first."
"You're finished. The landlady is right there. I'm going to report you for escaping from the battle!"
"That's right, who is family to a coward like you? Bah bah bah!"
"What, you dare to slander me? Do you want to fight?"
"Come on, I'm not afraid of you! Whoa, whoa, whoa, watch your moves!"
"Wow, you dare to slap me in the face. Even Xie Mi has never slapped me in the face. I can't spare you! Ahhhhhh!"
……
These potions were overgrown due to abundant nourishment of magic elements, and gradually developed self-awareness. Most of their minds were still in the stage of children. When they gathered together, they created a hustle and bustle that was even more noisy than the human market.
There were even some differences of opinion between two potion plants in the friendly exchange of words. At this moment, they were waving their roots and branches and leaves and wrestling with each other, passionately exchanging each other's understanding of life.
"These guys are too noisy." The little Sun who led them here, although his mind is also equivalent to that of a child, is already an eight or nine-year-old child. He is not as childish as other potions, so he did not participate in their relationship.
He just said with a headache: "I shouldn't have called them here."
"It's okay." The proprietress Shesta standing in front said with a smile: "Business is a good thing. Since Mrs. Tree asked you to call them over, it means that she also likes this lively atmosphere, right?" p>
Little Sun shook his head: "I hope so."
"So," on the other side, Shelia looked around, but did not find the figure she wanted to see, and her heroic eyebrows frowned slightly, "Where is Mrs. Tree?"
When Little Sun heard that Mrs. Tree, who had lived in seclusion all year round, had something to do with her, Shelia stopped what she was doing without hesitation and followed her eldest sister Shesta to the herbal garden. Not only because Mrs. Tree was a person worthy of respect.
As an elder, it was also because she had a vague premonition that what Mrs. Tree was going to say might be related to Linge and his party who were still stranded in the Suosen Mountains.
They entered the Suosen Mountains to search for traces of the mysterious castle. It has been several days, but no news has been returned. This matter involves her sister and Xiaoxia, and it is impossible to say that she is not in a hurry. At the same time, Shelia believes
My sister must also be very anxious, but her personality has always been gentle and strong, and she will not show it easily.
Mrs. Tree is a mysterious and powerful magician. Maybe she has a way to know the news about Lin Ge and others; and it was she who took the initiative to give one of the most critical props in this adventure, the "Weeds and Trees Bane" to Mei.
Dean. There must be some kind of connection among them. As for what kind of connection it is...
"I don't know."
The little sun spreads out two leaves, just like a human spreading its palms, with an expression of "I want to know too".
Also, although this guy is a little bit more reliable than other magical plants, it is only a little bit more reliable. Expecting it to play any role is a wrong idea from the beginning.
Shelia shook her head helplessly, while Siesta turned back to comfort her sister: "Don't be anxious, Shelia, wait patiently, maybe Mrs. Tree will arrive soon."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard an old and peaceful voice coming from the direction of the oak tree: "Sorry, I kept you waiting for so long."
The potions who were noisy and even fighting just now calmed down immediately when they heard this sound. Those who were chatting stopped chatting, and those who were fighting stopped fighting. They all quickly returned to their positions, and their well-behaved appearance made them happy.
One can't help but wonder whether the movement heard previously was just an illusion.
Siesta and Shelia looked around and saw Mrs. Tree walking towards them. She was holding many things in her hands, which were as thin as dead branches. There was a stack of thick books, a glass bottle filled with emerald green liquid, and some
There was a small wooden box containing something unknown, and a staff with white bird feathers tied at the end. Dry vines were wrapped around it, making it look like it had just been broken off a tree.
So many things were obviously a heavy burden for an old man, so she walked very slowly. Seeing this, the two traveler elves hurriedly went over to help. Siesta carefully supported the old man's arm and helped her.
The crotched and thin body provided support; while Shelia took the things in her arms, and suddenly felt her body sinking, she realized that they weighed more than she had imagined. She couldn't help but curiously asked: "Mrs. Tree, these things
Yes?"
Mrs. Tree smiled slightly and said: "These are the gifts I left for you, right?"
She pointed at the things in Shelia's arms with her skinny fingertips and counted them one by one: "These books are all written by me, and some of them are about magic. If you want to learn more magic, you should
Helpful. The other part is about plant cultivation knowledge. Haha, I like to study this when I have nothing to do. If you don’t mind, you can take it out and take a look. Whether it is an ordinary plant or a magic plant, there are all
There is a record."
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"These are plant culture agents developed by me. They are very useful for the little ones in the underground garden. Adding them in proportion when watering can improve their absorption efficiency of magic and shorten the growth cycle. But be careful not to overdo it.
, otherwise it will be harmful. I have also left the usage method and formula in the book. If you run out of the finished product or encounter something you don’t understand, just open the book and look for it. It should not be difficult for you.
”
"In this box, there are some... seeds saved. They are violet seeds. I wanted to plant them a long time ago, but I could never find a suitable opportunity. Now, I don't know if they can still germinate, so I entrusted
Here it is for you. If you don’t want to plant it yourself and you meet the right person, please pass it on to her for me. Also tell me, since you like it, then no matter what, you must find a way to keep them alive and break open.
Only with soil can we see how beautiful this world is."
At this point, she sighed softly, as if she had thought of something melancholy, but she quickly recovered, pointing to the last thing and saying: "As for this staff, it is my step on the path of magic."
After the road, it was polished with a branch of my own. It has been with me for nearly a thousand years. Now, it can barely be regarded as a sacred relic. Siesta, I have been gathering my lost magic power to maintain your arrangements.
Mystery lock, shielding the Night Watch from tracking. But after I leave, no one can do the same thing. By then, you can leave this staff in the herb garden, and it will play a similar role, except
The effect may not be that obvious, so you must be more careful so that you can survive under the eyes and ears of the Night Watch. This is a very difficult thing, but I believe you will be able to do it..."
"Wait, Mrs. Tree?" After hearing this, Shelia finally reacted and opened her eyes in disbelief: "You mean, you want to leave the hotel?"
"Yeah, didn't Little Yang mention this to you?"
Xie Liada was about to cast her eyes on Little Sun, but the latter turned her head and instinctively avoided her sight. This attitude was not an answer, but it could mean something. The potions who were just watching quietly suddenly exploded.
, causing the scene to fall into an even louder commotion than before. Some were blaming Little Sun for not saying such an important thing earlier; some were asking Mrs. Tree, wondering if this was a joke; others were
He pinned his hopes on Shelia and Siesta, looking at the two of them with expectant and pleading eyes, hoping that they could speak out to persuade Mrs. Tree to change her mind.
Almost all the magical herbs in this herbal garden were planted and cultivated by Mrs. Tree herself. She has deep feelings for her, so it is difficult to accept such a thing.
Not to mention them, Shelia herself found it difficult to accept them. She had no time to pursue Little Sun’s little thoughts, nor did she have time to calm down about these magic medicines. After retracting her gaze, she said to the old man beside her with some urgency: "You really want to
Are you leaving, Mrs. Tree? Can you think about it again? With the existence of the Night Watch and the Scale of Order, the outside world is also very dangerous for you. Besides, this decision... is too sudden."
It arrived suddenly, and everyone was unprepared to bear such an impact. They almost suspected that they were hearing hallucinations.