"Not even a demon."
Looking at the boy's tensed body, Downing could not help laughing: "what are you doing so nervous? If I want to destroy you, I will not keep you till now. "
"Are you a good plant?" Don't you look at the boy with a big smile
"How do you know that?" The little boy stammered because of his nervousness, and the whole man rushed out. He was far away from the little monk and didn't dare to get too close.
"Didn't I tell you? Although I am a monk, I am not a general monk. I not only know that you are the spirit of grass and trees, but also know that if you can't find a place to live in, with the passage of time, your aura will dissipate and disappear between heaven and earth. "
She frowned and looked at the little boy with a smile and asked, "am I wrong?"
Seeing the confusion and bewilderment in his eyes, Downing said, "I heard the old man say that you are here to repay kindness, but what kind of kindness are you reporting? How can you be so kind to a mortal? "
Maybe the little monk saw his real body, and the little boy saw him smile and squint a pair of eyes, but he didn't seem to mean anything to him. Then he said, "I'm a plant spirit born of five hundred years of plants and trees. Because he helped me to block the disaster during the thunder disaster, I was able to transform the human form successfully. So he fell ill and had no one to take care of him, so I thought of reporting the day Yes
With that, the little boy looked a little low, and said, "the place where the spirits of plants and plants were warm has been scorched by thunder, and I have no place to live. You're right. If you can't find a suitable place, I'll have to disappear."
"I have a good place to settle you. Do you want it?" Donning looked at him and asked with a smile.
"Where?" The little boy asked, took a look at him and said, "ordinary things can't make me live at all."
"And this one?" Downing took out the bamboo, which was hanging obliquely around his waist, and put it on the table.
"Where is this black bamboo? No way. " The little boy shook his head.
"What black bamboo does not slip away? You can see better. " Said Downing, motioning him to look again.
Smell speech, the little boy looked at the round bamboo, stretched out his hand and touched it carefully. However, this touch, can't help but stare at the big eyes: "this, this is the ten thousand years Guanyin bamboo!"
Downing's eyebrows and eyes bent, glanced at him, and said with a smile: "I can't believe you are quite knowledgeable. How about it? How was the place I found you? "
She picked up the round bamboo and played with it in her hands, turning it gently, she said, "this is not only the Guanyin bamboo of ten thousand years, but also has its own space. If you want to, you can attach to this round bamboo, but there is one point. If you come to me, you have to be driven by me and recognize me as the Lord."
Listening to this, the little boy did not speak for a while.
"You can think it over before you reply. You still have time anyway." Said Downing, looking out at the sky, and lying down with chairs.
It was not until daybreak that she turned over and jumped up. She came outside and saw that the little boy had prepared the firewood pile. She wanted to help, but she saw that after the little boy went in, the corpse on the bed inside floated out and slowly fell on the fire.
Seeing this, she picked her eyebrows.