The east is white, the morning light is just beginning to reveal, and the villagers with blood and tears get up one by one.

They folded the quilts, cleaned the outside of the house, pasted the word "Fu" and closed the doors and windows. They took their families to the Wu Niangniang Temple and knelt down.

The morning light cannot shine on them.

The village is quiet.

Wang Laoshi knocked on the door of the public room, and the guards came out one after another at night.

The seven night guards looked at the villagers kneeling in front of the Wu Niangniang Temple, and became more and more frightened as they walked.

The blood and tears of these people flowed on the ground, intertwined.

The earth in front of the Wu Niangniang Temple was covered in blood.

Wang Laoshi walked and said, "This morning, I will first take the little master to plant trees. This is the old rule in the village, plant big trees, name them, and finally catch Zhou. This tree is like everyone's roots,

Once planted, the roots will be found and the person will stand. This name is like the shadow of a tree. Without a tree, where does the shadow come from? You are right?"

Wang Laoshi smiled as usual, as if he could not notice that his eyes were slowly flowing with dark red blood and tears.

The night guards looked at each other without saying a word.

Good luck felt guilty and touched the Mu Tong in his arms, followed the captain honestly, with his waist and back much shorter than usual.

The group walked outside the dark room in the west courtyard and saw the helpless boy on his face.

He was about eleven or twelve years old at this moment, but he was still held in the air by two big white hands and shook it gently.

An intimate and gentle hum came from behind the black curtain, as if it were an unknown nursery rhyme.

"Mother, someone is here." said the sunny boy.

"Oh, my son has grown up and I know he is shy. Okay, mom won't make things difficult for you." The strange mother said happily, carefully putting down the sunshine boy, just like putting down the goose feathers, for fear of being blown away by the wind.

He saluted to the nanny and said, "Miss Mother, it's time to plant trees."

"Take out the seeds and let my son choose."

"Affect the order."

Wang Laoshi took out a white long cloth bag, which was sewn into multiple small cloth bags, arranged in a row.

Each small cloth bag has the name of the tree species written on it.

Locust trees, poplar trees, willow trees, pine trees, fir trees, bamboos, ginkgo trees... a total of 36 kinds of trees.

The sunny boy looked at the listener, and the listener shook his head.

I hope to have good luck again.

Good luck student hesitated for a moment and shook his head.

The sunny boy opened his spiritual eyes and the strange dragon. Thirty-six bags were exactly the same, all containing a trace of the same strange aura.

After thinking about it, the sunshine boy said, "I choose the ginkgo tree."

The pleasant voice of the strange mother came from behind the black curtain and said, "Ginkgo is the birth of life, and my son will be rich and prosperous, and he will live a thousand lives."

Wang Laoshi reached into the cloth bag with ginkgo written on it, took out a shriveled seed, the size of peanuts.

The sunny boy looked carefully and saw what seeds were, more like a shriveled heart.

"The little master follows the old man and plant trees wherever he likes." Xiang Mama took the hand of the sunshine boy and walked out.????.

Wang Laoshi followed closely with the ginkgo seeds, and the other seven people were at the end.

Walking out of the west courtyard, the sunshine boy suddenly asked: "Madam Xiang, Wang Hushi, where is the best place to seed this kind of seed?"

Wang Laoshi smiled and refused to answer.

He said to the nanny: "Look, it's better to plant it behind the Wu Niangniang Temple than to be wilderness and messy places."

The sunny boy didn't answer and followed slowly. After a long time, he said, "Then let's listen to Madam Xiang, let's go to the back of Bailou."

The two and eight night guards walked around the Bailou and came to the backyard.

A gravel road separates the yard from east to west. A black and white rockery stands on the west, a duckweed pool is floating on the east, and the rest are green grass everywhere.

The sunny boy looked at it and pointed to the back of the pool and said, "The east belongs to wood, the south belongs to water, and wood grows in the southeast. We plant it behind the pool."

"The little master's eyes are bright, so there must be a Feng Shui treasure land."

After everyone walked to the pool, Wang Laoshi handed the ginkgo tree seeds to the sunshine boy.

"Do you need to dig the soil?" asked the Sunshine Boy.

Wang Laoshi smiled and said, "You can throw the little master to the ground."

The sunshine boy held the ginkgo tree seeds, slightly away from the pool, and threw down the seeds.

The seeds fall to the ground and disappear, and then a green bud breaks out of the ground, arches over the grass and grows vigorously.

After a while, more than one person grew taller than a person, with branches and leaves scattered, white tree bodies, green leaves, and fan-shaped leaves were exactly the same as ginkgo leaves, and some were slightly different in the rest.

Slowly, the roots rise, and the red root bark pierces into the earth. In the translucent tubular roots, a gray-yellow air flow can be faintly seen flowing from the bottom to the trunk until the ends of the leaves are dyed with yellow leaves.

The crown of the tree gradually changes, like the hands slightly bent together, like a pagoda, with both sides raised and pointed on it, like the Daomen Great Golden Light Skill.

In the center surrounded by branches, a five-petaled blood-colored lotus emerged, and it opened upwards and opened upwards.

A green egg-shaped fruit grows above the lotus.

The surface of the green fruit as big as a fist is a wrinkled baby face, which looks like a walnut.

Wang Laoshi and Madam Xiang laughed in unison.

"Congratulations to the little master for planting the big tree, and he will have a bright future from now on."

The sunny boy raised his legs and was about to leave, and said to the nanny: "There is still a tree guard here. I will stay until the little master grows up, so choose a strong one."

Without waiting for everyone to speak, he glanced at the nanny, and the lieutenant's word "Fu" burned.

I also looked at the tall foodie, and the word "Fu" burned.

Finally, he looked at the iron man and said, "You are strong and suitable for guarding trees here."

The iron-screwed sighed and said, "It is a blessing to be able to live to the last day. Please give me a message to my family, and I said that I was in a state of integrity and peaceful way, and I did not lose my face as Ye Wei, nor did I lose my family.

Our face."

After the iron-smashed, he took off his mugwort and handed it to the Sunshine Boy.

"Take care and live. At least you can live longer than someone!" After the iron-smashed, he walked to the root of the tree and sat down with his back against the trunk, closed his eyes and waited for death.

"Little master, go back to the room."

The two and the seven night guards turned around and left the yard.

Under the ginkgo tree, four roots suddenly emerged from the ground, pierced into the back of the iron slayer, and each entered his limbs, sucking blood.

The sunny boy and others faintly heard screams from behind and silently returned to the dark room of the West Courtyard.

Before entering the threshold, everyone saw the carpet inside the house full of rectangular yellow-brown wooden signs, which seemed to have words engraved on it.

Those who listened to the book counted, there were a total of fourteen wooden signs.

When I walked closer and saw the words on the wooden sign, everyone felt cold behind them.

Cattle herding, watery, climbing high, and iron-smashing...

Fourteen wooden signs engraved with the names of fourteen people.

The rest stood outside the door, took the Sunshine Boy's hand to the nanny and walked into the room.

"My son is back? Let my mother hug you."

Two big white hands stretched out from the black curtain like water, and without saying a word, hugged the sunny boy, touched his face and hair intimately.

The sunny boy was frowned and said nothing.

After a while, the strange mother said, "Planting a tree and having a root, you have to set a name. My mother has never read any books and can't read many big words. You can choose a name from the following brands to serve as your great name.

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