Phoenix Destiny

When I got to the fog, Lu Mingshu didn't do anything. Every day, accompanied by this local girl, I played around.

This little girl has a very strange surname, hehe. The civilians, the name is not pay attention, her brother is called 枭大, she is called Xiao Xiao, others are calling her little.

"Girl, what are you doing?" Accompanied Lu Mingshu for seven or eight days, little curious.

The girl said it was a play, but she was totally different from those of the tourists. One place a day, first look around, draw after painting, as it is now.

Lu Mingshu replied: "Draw a map."

Xiaoqi said: "But isn't the map sold?" The terrain of Nanze is complicated. The first thing many people come to is to buy a map.

"The maps are too rudimentary and useless." Lu Mingshu said so, his hands kept on.

The fog is not big, the key is that it is foggy all the year round and it is difficult to understand the terrain. What she wants is a fine model that can be completely simulated. It is not a line representing the road, and a circle representing the simple map of the lake.

The sorghum is missing here, and there must be something unusual. There is no match, but she can look for clues from the details.

Finally, she finished the map, took out all the paintings from the previous days, and spread the sheets one by one on the grass.

“Wow!” I didn’t feel it a few days ago. Several maps were spread out together. Little was discovered how fine the map was.

Markets, lakes, hills, and trees are all clear, and even larger stones are marked.

She is sincere: "The girl is very good."

Lu Mingshu painted this picture, not to make her exaggerate. It's too difficult to build a real world in your head, but if you have a map to make a primer, it's much easier. She just needs to remember the key.

Lu Mingshu looked at the past and looked back at the terrain of the fog, thinking about whether there was any abnormality, and finally stopped at the top.

"Little."

"in."

"We haven't been to here?"

Xiao looked at the place she pointed out: "Is the girl talking about the **** tree?"

"Big black tree?"

Little nod: "Well. There are **** trees here, there are dead places around, there is nothing to look at."

Lu Mingshu narrowed his eyes: "You talk about what this **** tree looks like? What is the meaning of death around?"

"Oh." The little novel said, "The **** tree is a very large tree. It has been there for many years. Our foggy people are dead, and finally they will be buried there."

"cemetery?"

"Well, the **** tree is our graveyard. The old people said that because there is a dead place, there is nothing around, and even the grass can't live."

Lu Mingshu quickly put the map on the ground away: "Go, let's go see."

Xiao Xiao stunned: "Go there? Nothing looks good!"

"Go and read it."

"Oh."

To collect money, Xiaoli was very conscientious to take her to the **** tree.

This **** tree grows above the fog and is surrounded by the lake, away from the market.

The two became more and more desolate, and the little one was a little scared: "Girl, there is really nothing to look at, let's go back?"

Lu Mingshu shook his head: "You can go back first."

Hesitated a little, and stood up! "No, I have collected the money."

Not far away, Lu Mingshu saw the **** tree. The tree is as famous as it is, black all over the body, standing quietly there, like a quiet shadow.

This tree is very tall, with a height of thirty feet and a lot of branches. It just seems to be dead, no leaves, no anger.

Little pointed at a small hole at the bottom: "The place where we were buried..." She followed the funeral team once.

Lu Mingshu walked around the **** tree, front and back, left and right, and looked carefully.

The little can't help but said: "Girl, you have to be careful, they say there is a ghost here."

"ghost?"

"Well. I heard people say that **** trees sometimes come out with people..."

Lu Mingshu nodded: "Let's go back."

Xiao Xiao sighed. It’s so sinister, she’s terrified.

In the evening, Lu Mingshu carefully painted the picture under the oil lamp of the inn.

If the little one is here, she will find that she painted the **** tree that she saw during the day. Every branch is a glimpse.

An Tongchen lived here for half a year. With his attention to Gaochun, he must have rummaged through the suspicious land around the fog. This **** tree, he could not have seen it.

However, he did not mention the **** tree at all, which shows that no abnormalities were found.

Is it really no problem, or is it not found?

In fact, she did not have the exact evidence, just because of the feeling, the **** tree is a little weird.

Tree burial is not a rare thing. It is said that the barbarian has a pop tree burial tribe, but why is that tree like that? That feeling is like a yin mountain...

The next day, Lu Mingshu did not take the little one and went to the **** tree.

How is the truth, only after you have discovered it.

She took out the night pearl lighting and went in through the hole in the tree.

A burst of coolness hit, sullen.

In this tree, there are many forks, and each branch is a family cemetery.

These buried people, wrapped in white cloth, exude the smell of the unique sap of Nanze, which is said to be preserved.

However, no matter how anti-corrosion, these bodies will still rot, go deep, there will be many rotten bones.

After spending a few days, Lu Mingshu put the **** tree up and down, all looking for it again, without any abnormalities. This is an ordinary dead tree used as a grave.

But she still does not give up.

Sitting outside the **** tree for two days, she suddenly understood.

Even if the **** tree is just an ordinary dead tree, what is the death around it? The bones of human beings are good fertilizers. Those graves, if not cleaned up, will be covered with weeds in a year. Why is the **** tree just the opposite?

It is not only a dead tree itself, but even it has become a dead place.

She thought of Yinshan. The Yin Mountain is also covered with bones, making only a few wild grasses grow around. That is because there are too many people who die in Yinshan. These bones bring yin and directly make normal species unable to survive. Either adapt to the environment, like the Warcraft of the Yinshan. Or, you can't live.

What about the **** tree? The bones that it buried are not even one of the yin mountains. It counts, but it is an ordinary cemetery. If this can cause the effect of death, the entire ancient summer, is it not dead everywhere?

There are certainly other reasons, but I can't find it for a while.

She took a small branch from the **** tree and hung a reward in the skywheel to see if anyone could recognize it.

She couldn't understand, so many people in the skywheel can always understand.