guile fairy

After walking for about ten minutes, at a turning intersection, you can see a tall plant that looks like it is standing among the clouds.

The plant looked very strange, with an exceptionally thick body. There were a bunch of tentacle-like roots extending in all directions on its body, and at the end of those roots, there was a curled-up thing that was about as thick as the palm of your hand.

On the way here, Fu Zhaozhao thought he would see some strange or disgusting monster, but he didn't expect to see such a strange plant.

As soon as he saw this plant, Awen's eyes immediately lit up, with a hint of fanaticism in his eyes.

Then, as if he was possessed by a demon, he walked step by step to the plant. When he raised his hand and was about to touch the strange plant, Uncle Xu suddenly stepped forward and kicked him.

Awen's whole body seemed to have lost all strength, and he fell to the ground gasping for air.

At this moment, his face still looked a little scared.

Uncle Xu scolded: "You don't want your life. Have you forgotten what happened before? You actually came forward. What do you want to do?!"

Awen took several breaths before he recovered. There was a trace of fear in his eyes, and he said tremblingly, "I just, I didn't know what was going on just now. When I saw this tree, I felt like I lost control of my whole body." , couldn’t help but walk over and want to hug that tree.”

When Ah Wu heard this, he quickly approached Uncle Xu and whispered, "Uncle Xu, this kind of thing didn't happen last time we came here. Is it possible..."

Uncle Xu interrupted him, waved his hand at him, and then his eyes fell on Fu Zhaozhao.

The wrinkled old face forced a smile, "Is this the first time I've seen this girl?"

Fu Zhaozhao was not shy, but nodded with interest, "This is indeed the first time I have seen this thing. Do you know the origin of this thing?"

Uncle Xu, who didn't talk to her much at first, became unusually enthusiastic at this time, and even told him about the tree.

"Although this tree looks a bit strange, it has a nice name in our place - Fushan."

"Fushan?"

Uncle Xu nodded, "This is not an ordinary floating mountain tree. As for why it exists here, we don't know. We only know that a long time ago, people on Ailao Mountain would perform sacrifices once a year."

"We came here unexpectedly two years ago and only then did we know about the existence of this tree. We also participated in the sacrificial ceremony with them."

Speaking of this, there was something else in Uncle Xu's eyes.

"It was an extremely grand sacrifice, and in the middle of the sacrifice, they cooked a very special sweet soup. The taste of that sweet soup still makes me salivate when I think about it."

Fu Zhaozhao became interested after what he said.

"What kind of sweet soup?"

Speaking of this, Uncle Xu suddenly showed a strange smile.

"You will know how to make this sweet soup in a moment, but before that, there is one thing I hope you can help me with."

Fu Zhaozhao was slightly wary, "What's the matter?"

Uncle Xu took out a small knife from his waist, and then took out a small jar from the black backpack behind him.

On the way to open his backpack, Hu Zhaozhao saw that his backpack was actually filled with densely packed small jars, which seemed to be used to hold something.

Uncle Xu handed the knife and jar to Fu Zhaozhao, "Can you help me cut a knife on that tree and put the sap from it into this jar?" Although the words contained a request, his actions were not. It all shows that if the other party dares to refuse, he cannot be blamed for anything.

Fortunately, Fu Zhaozhao didn't think much about it. After taking the things, she took three steps and two steps at a time before arriving in front of the strange floating mountain tree.

I don't know if he sensed the dangerous aura on her body, but the roots that were still spreading slowly suddenly shrank in the middle, as if he was afraid that the other party would touch him.

This scene naturally fell into the eyes of the other three people.

Ah Wu noticed something was wrong, so he approached Uncle Chen and said, "I always feel that this woman is not simple. If it doesn't work, we should solve it as soon as possible to avoid long nights and dreams."

Uncle Chen also agreed with him, but before that, he needed to do an experiment.

The Fushan tree is a very special tree.

Throughout the year, it basically looks like a gray-brown, dry, thin wood. If you pass by by accident, you may not be able to recognize it.

If it hadn't been for a certain day, it would have been impossible to become the giant that it is today in such a short period of time.

Moreover, the Fushan tree has a special characteristic. On non-sacrifice days, as long as someone dares to take the juice from it or swallow the juice into his stomach, he will definitely suffer his revenge, and even have bad luck. Anyone who dares to get close to the Fushan tree will definitely be beaten by it.

Beating is not a good word here. Just compare it with the strange red splashes at the foot of the mountain, and you will know that those who have been there have been retaliated by the Fushan tree without exception.

Fu Zhaozhao stepped forward and gently cut open the trunk of the Fushan tree with a knife.

After a while, the milky white juice began to seep out little by little.

The other three people held their breath and even took a few steps back conditionally, fearing that the floating tree would hurt innocent people.

Fortunately, what they feared did not happen.

Until Fu Zhaozhao took a full jar of juice and placed it in front of Uncle Xu, he still looked in disbelief.

"Is this all I need to help you with?" Fu Zhaozhao asked.

Uncle Xu took the jar with a complicated expression and tentatively smelled the juice on it. He found that it had the same sweet and refreshing feeling as before, and a rare smile appeared on his face.

"It seems it likes you."

Fu Zhaozhao just smiled and said nothing.

Seeing that the Fushan tree didn't do anything to her, the three of them thought it was safe. Then one of them took out the jar and the other picked up a knife. They stepped forward and found a few suitable places on the trunk of the Fushan tree to cut. got up.

The moment they took action, Fu Zhaozhao's eyes narrowed slightly.

She seemed to see where the roots of the Fushan tree originally ended. It actually grew little green hands.

I originally thought I had made a mistake, but after careful study, I found that I was not wrong. The small hands were where the wrists had been balled up just now, but now they were just stretched out.

The obviously excited three people didn't notice anything was wrong. Instead, they took a few more cans from their bags and stabbed a few more at the right places on the Fushan tree.

"Why don't we just take this tree back, and then we can have as much as we want." Awen filled his mouth with juice and couldn't help but ask because he was too bored.