don't go near that tree

Chapter 3

Wu Chun just ran all the way back home.

Grandpa hasn't come home yet, so he probably saw something on the mountain and discussed it with a few people in the village who have more power to speak.

Wu Chun poured himself a cup of hot water.

The water temperature is not very high, but the weather is relatively hot, after drinking a cup of hot water, Wu Chun's whole body will recover.

"What's going on?" Wu Chun kicked his legs. Just now, he seemed to be unable to control these legs, and these legs seemed to be equipped with a locator, and they were facing grandpa's house from the start. , and the speed is getting faster and faster.

Wu Chun jumped twice on the spot, and then ran around the room twice.

"Stop!" Wu Chun yelled, and then stopped somewhere in the house.

Obviously it's under my own control.

Wu Chun sat on the stool, dragging his cheeks with his hands. After thinking for a long time, he could only attribute his behavior just now to the fear in his heart. When people are in extreme fear, their brains often can't control their bodies, and their actual actions often have nothing to do with it. What I think is quite the opposite.

"But I'm obviously not afraid, am I?"

Wu Chun carefully thought about the process just now. Apart from his blushing face, his heartbeat gradually slowed down. It was completely a feeling after exercising, not a feeling of survival after a catastrophe. Moreover, Wu Chun was sure that he Just now there was no fear at all.

Wu Chun has been courageous since he was a child, and he has always sneered at things like ghosts and gods, so he will not be frightened by these things at all.

Just as Wu Chun was thinking, his grandfather's voice came from the yard.

"Chunchun, why haven't you slept yet?"

Wu Chun raised his head, saw the expression of shock on Grandpa's face, walked into the room and poured himself a glass of water, and it took a long time for his expression to recover.

"Didn't I tell you not to wait for Grandpa?"

Grandpa is 75 years old this year, and his body looks very strong, even better than those old men who are only 60 years old. It's just that he is getting older, and he can't bear to part with the place where he lives, so every time he thinks that his body is not good enough as a reason not to go to him home excuse.

"Grandpa, how did you talk tonight?" Wu Chun asked.

"Don't mention it." Grandpa said, waving his hands, moved a bench and sat beside Wu Chun, holding the cattail fan in his hand, fanning Wu Chun, "It's hot, look at this blushing, why don't you The fan bought by Dad is used."

"I'm not hot, grandpa, please tell me." Wu Chun once again resorted to the tricks he had at dinner.

"When we first went, everything was fine. The master said a few words, but the thing didn't respond, but the master said that the other party agreed, and we planned to go back. Those people said that they all came, so they cut it off. We thought it was the same when we got some firewood to bring back. We had just cut down two, and suddenly there was a wind, and then they ran away yelling like ghosts, and I had to run back. There seemed to be shadows of ghosts in white clothes and long hair dangling around them."

"Didn't Grandpa see it?" Wu Chun asked.

The old man touched his bearded chin, thought for a while and said, "I really didn't see it. At that time, a big hole was dug under a pine tree, and the roots came out. I thought Seeing that the tree was growing too slowly, they wanted to bury the hole, but they ran away after half of the burial."

"They must have been terrified and thought of it on their own." Wu Chun said without thinking.

Hallucinations due to inner fears are nothing more than normal.

"Chunchun, Chunchun." The old man stood up from his seat and stood opposite Wuchun, shaking the worn-out cattail fan in his hand, and looked at him with a kind smile, "You are still young, don't draw conclusions easily , it's getting late, hurry up and go to bed."

……

Wu Chun lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

The windows of my grandfather's house are very large, and a layer of gauze is sewed on the outside, so that even if the windows are open, mosquitoes and flies cannot fly in.

In addition, there was a mosquito net on Wu Chun's bed.The bed is right next to the window.

Wu Chun sat up and looked out the window.

The moonlight is bright, as if the time goes by here, the moonlight will be brighter.The night was very quiet, and the treetops didn't move at all. The village was surrounded by mountains, no matter where you looked from, you could see the tops of the mountains, one after another, as if there was no end in sight.

People who live in the mountains, how long do they have to walk and how much effort do they have to make to climb one mountain after another? Even after they get out, the outside world must be what they want?

Wu Chun can always hear her love for this place from her mother's mouth.

At night, Wu Chun sighed slowly.

Wu Chun picked up the coat next to him and wanted to go out and sit for a while.

If you don't wear a coat at night, you will probably be bitten by mosquitoes and run all over your body.

It's just that when Wu Chun picked up the trousers that were pressed on the coat, he suddenly felt that there was something in the pockets of the trousers. He reached into the pocket and took out a green pine cone. He held it in his hand, and the coolness came from the palm of his hand.

How did this thing appear?

Wu Chun thought about it carefully, he didn't pick pine cones at all, how could this thing appear in his trouser pocket?

There is no other explanation for this except that Pine Cone ran in with her legs open.

And Wu Chun stopped by a pine tree for a while, "Pine tree?"

Wu Chun suddenly remembered the words that his grandfather said during dinner: the long-haired white-clothed ghost in the pine forest.

That handsome pine tree?

Wu Chun carefully recalled the scene at that time. At that time, he only thought that the pine tree was more beautiful, but now that he thought about it, the pine tree was unreasonably beautiful, especially when the villagers secretly felled it from time to time.

Looking at the pine cone in his hand, Wu Chun felt as if he was holding a piece of hot potato.

"Thinking wildly again."

Without further ado, Wu Chun climbed out of bed and threw the pine cone outside.

The next morning, when Wu Chun woke up and saw the pine cone lying quietly beside his pillow, Wu Chun felt fear for the first time.

It's really evil.

Could it be that when I saw the pine cone last night, I put it next to the bed, and the throwing of the pine cone happened in a dream?

Wu Chun looked at the pine cone with mixed emotions in his heart. In the end, he still put the pine cone in his pocket.

Today, no matter what, we must go to that mountain again to have a look.

Grandpa drove a flock of sheep out of the house after breakfast.

Wu Chun washed the dusty clothes yesterday, dug out a straw hat from the shed, and left the house with a box and a small hoe.

Since we are going to the mountains, we will dig some herbs along the way.

Wu Chun still remembers some kinds of grasses. Before, my grandfather always dug them up, dried them, soaked them in water, and said they were used to make fire, which was just suitable for this season.

It was not yet noon, and the weather was not too hot.

Grandpa should not come back to herd the sheep until the afternoon. The grandfather in my memory is like this. Every morning after eating, there is a kettle hanging on his waist, and a bag in his hand. There are two pancakes in it for lunch, and he drives the sheep like this. out of the house.

Working at sunrise and returning at sunset is the life status of most people here.

The people here are also enthusiastic. No matter who has something to do, the village will almost come to help. Now on the road, Wu Chun met a few mothers-in-law who he didn't know at all, but they knew Wu Chun. Throw the apples into Wu Chun's little basket.

As soon as he reached the bottom of the mountain, there were several fruits in Wu Chun's basket.

Wu Chun took out an apple from the basket, wiped it off his body twice, and took a bite.

That pine tree is really conspicuous, taller than other pine trees, and tall and straight, very easy to identify.

Wu Chun took another bite of the apple, and muttered, "I want to see if there are any monsters."

Talking in twos and threes, he got rid of the apple and climbed up the mountain.

Most of the pine cones in this season are green. When Wu Chun walked to the pine tree, he could tell at a glance that the pine cones on his body came from this tree.

The tree grows uniquely, and even the fruit it grows is unique.

Wu Chun has the feeling that this pine tree is the king here, and all the others are his subjects, who must obey him.

Not to mention that people are divided into different classes, even trees are like this.

Wu Chun threw the basket and pick in his hand to the ground, and decided to go up to find out.

"Tell me! Did you stuff it on me?" Wu Chun pointed at the tree in front of him with the pine cone in his hand.

Of course there was no response.

Wu Chun was just on a whim.

"Is it because it's close to the lake, so it grows so well?" Wu Chun put the pine cone back in his pocket, and stretched out his arms to hug the tree.

"It's so cool!" Wu Chun exclaimed.

The surface of this pine tree is smooth, and when you hug it, the coolness spreads all over your body. It is undoubtedly the best gift for this hot summer.

Wu Chun's legs were also entangled. Now that he is like this, he is clinging to the pine tree, rubbing his face up and down from time to time.

It's like hugging a big ice cube that doesn't freeze people.

Is this the same for the other trees here?

Wu Chun turned his head and picked up other trees, feeling nothing at all, and got bark all over himself.

And Wu Chun also found that only the color of this tree is not black, its trunk is a very light color with a little bit of green.

This must be the noble species.

Wu Chun gave a thumbs up, and then embraced him again.

"It's really cool."

Wu Chun couldn't let go of his love, and now around him, there is a feeling of fresh autumn when it just entered autumn.

Unknowingly, Wu Chun climbed up and lay down on a branch.

When he came to his senses, he realized that he was already some distance away from the ground.

Wu Chun lay on the branched tree fork. The tree fork was not thick. Wu Chun shook it vigorously, but he didn't feel the shaking.

"It's pretty solid."

Wu Chun crossed his legs, he had completely forgotten the purpose of his visit, as if as long as he was close to this tree, it would be cool and make people reluctant to leave.

Wu Chun took out the pine cones in his pocket again, compared them carefully with the ones on this tree, and then put the pine cones on a small tree fork.

"Give it back to you."

Wu Chun lay down for a while, seeing that the sun was about to climb directly above his head, it should be almost twelve o'clock.

Wu Chun was still thinking about the medicinal herbs, so he reluctantly climbed down from the tree, picked up a small hoe and dug some nearby, and the basket was full in a short while.

Wu Chun wiped his sweat and was about to go back. He wanted to temporarily put the unfinished fruit in his pocket, but when he touched his pocket, he found that the pine cone he had just put back appeared in his pocket again.

Wu Chun's eyes widened in disbelief.

I have grown up so much that I don't believe in ghosts and gods, but who will explain this situation to him now.

Wu Chun turned around and stared at the pine tree for a while, then suddenly he ran over, threw the pine cones under the pine tree, lifted the frame and ran away.

Wu Chun ran to Grandpa Jia in one breath, a layer of sweat broke out on his forehead, and his back was soaked with sweat.Wu Chun panted heavily, and hastily touched his pocket.

No, nothing.

Wu Chun breathed a sigh of relief.

I must have made a mistake just now, why did the pine cone appear in the pocket by itself, I must have not put it back just now.

Wu Chun carried the basket and poured out the medicinal herbs inside in a relatively clean place by the door, intending to dry them.

When pouring out all the herbs, Wu Chun saw that the pine cone was lying quietly among the herbs...

……

When he first chose the pine tree as his shelter five years ago, the pine tree was still very small and inconspicuous.

It may be because of my own reasons that the pine tree has grown rapidly in five years, and its appearance has also become more and more beautiful.

Its good looks make it snatch the ax from the feller's hand every night.

Those people will always say, "It looks so good, it's a pity to cut it off."

But they don't know that even if they cut down other trees, it will be difficult.

In the past five years, there are still incidents of secretly felling at night, but the number is much smaller, and many pine trees here have survived.

During the day, his activities are restricted. After all, he is a ghost, so he can only come out of the pine trees at night, and he can only hide in the pine trees during the day.

But unexpectedly, just like last night, that "person" could easily touch him again.

The other party seems to be unable to feel it.

Standing in the pine tree, he could only let the other party hang on his body, his face rubbed against his face from time to time, his hands tightly hooked around his neck, and his legs were wrapped around his waist.

He could only hold him with hands invisible to others. If he fell to the ground, the other party would be in pain.

As a result, the other party took an inch and climbed directly into his arms.

Because of his presence, the trunk of this tree only branched into two branches, just like two human hands.

The other party was lying on a branch with a very thin branch, which could not bear his weight at all.

He could only make a move. In other words, the other party seemed to be lying on a branch of the tree trunk, but he was actually held in his arms, and the other party even rubbed against his arms twice dishonestly.

This is the first time in five years that this has happened.

Being able to directly contact him is not a very good thing, it means that the yang energy on the other party's body is very weak, and dirty things are easy to get close to him in this situation. After thinking about it, he still injected part of his energy into the pine cone and put After doing this, the bark-like thing appeared in front of him again. He waved his hand after making a simple modification to the original sentence, and the bark disappeared into the night...

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One edamame:

Help, why did Pepe change her appearance, why didn't she turn the page?This looks so awkward, and pocket writing is easy to use, I feel that typesetting is not good.