After the Fairy Disappeared

  Chapter 583 Asking Tree

   "This tree is not ordinary." Gao Jilin said, "Countless people have asked it for divination, how much power does it have to accumulate?"

  Old Ge also said: "It is said that although the Venerable Wood Spirit is sitting down, a ray of divine sense has been transformed into the tree of asking, so it has the power of divination."

  Jiang Tao didn't believe it: "Is this okay?"

   "Haven't you heard a word called 'Tuo Ti Tongshan'!" Lao Ge can recite these words fluently, "If you can share the mountain, you can also share the giant tree. Is there a problem?"

  Everyone said that the tour guide is right, no problem.

  He Lingchuan scratched his head. The mysteries of the world are difficult for mortals to comprehend.

  Finally, the queue arrived. Everyone entered through the grotto under the tree roots, only to find that there is a cave inside.

  The stone cave is large and empty, and the gap above it is really smooth. It is not sure that it was cut off by the sword of the immortal back then.

   There are fluorescent spores everywhere in the cave, illuminating every detail of the cave.

The main root of the Wenwen tree is stuck in the cave, and it has penetrated the rock into the mountain, and I don’t know how deep it has extended downward. After passing through the cave, it has grown taller and taller. The surroundings are all wrapped up, so there is such a wonderful scene today.

   In this way, the bottom of the deep hole of the tree root forms a low-lying terrain, and the rain and dew flow in along the trunk, forming a clear pool at the root, deep enough to fit at least two people.

   There are also fluorescent spores in the water, sinking and floating, but the deep water area is completely dark.

  Tourists are crowded here, enclosing the banyan pond three times inside and three times outside. However, although there are many roots of the giant tree, only a dozen or so can be touched by everyone, so there are only a dozen or so people who are actually doing divination.

  Other people have to line up behind.

  There is no off-season for tourism on Tianji Peak, only the difference between peak season and more peak season.

  Everyone is interested: "What kind of divination?"

  Old Ge pointed to the other tourists: "Like them, put one hand on the root of the tree, first silently recite the reason you asked, and then communicate with the spirit tree, and then take a drop of fingertip blood and throw it into the pool."

  He Lingchuan saw that other tourists seemed to be doing the same thing. But some people are too slow and take too long, and they will be urged by the queue behind them.

  The leaves fall from time to time, whirling and floating on the surface of the pool, and drifting straight to the tourists.

  This is very magical, tourists who ask for divination will always receive a leaf.

   "Green leaves are lucky, red leaves are bad."

   Is it that simple and rude? Gao Jilin Qi said: "Can we only ask about good and bad luck?"

  If you use leaves to answer, the answer is either one or the other.

   "Then what else do you want to ask?" Lao Ge chuckled, "This is a tree! It's not a human being, so I can't tell you."

  Jiang Tao pointed to a leaf floating in front of his eyes and asked: "Then what is this?"

   This leaf is half green and not red, and the tourists opposite it are also confused.

   "That is to say, it can be bad or good." Lao Ge brought eight hundred guests here, if not one thousand, and he can be regarded as half of the interpreter. "It depends on the actions of the person himself."

  He Lingchuan couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

  The last divination in Xianling Lake Temple, although Gui Ling made a lot for him, there is still a sign to understand.

  This time it was even worse, the answer was actually only "yes" and "no".

  Since this is "asking", what question should he ask?

  A guest pointed to the water and said, "The leaves are sinking."

  Old Ge hummed: "After the divination, if the guests don't take it away, the leaves will sink to the bottom. Otherwise, the water will be full of leaves, and no one can see the divination."

   "Where will the leaves sink?"

   "Maybe it flows out with the water, or maybe it's taken away by the roots." Lao Ge asked back, "Have you never heard of fallen leaves returning to their roots?"

  Jiang Tao's eyes flickered slightly: "The queue is too slow, why not jump into the water to touch the roots?"

   "No." Lao Ge squinted at him, "You are the only one who is smart? This method has been tried before, and it doesn't work! Wendaoshu simply ignores such people!"

  He pointed to the tree trunk and said: "In the past, there were people who couldn't dive into the water to ask questions, and they had to score there with a knife, but they were forked out by the guards and thrown directly to Tianji Peak!"

  He Lingchuan was dumbfounded, scribbling randomly here is life-threatening?

  The wicked shall be governed by the wicked. Lao Ge sneered: "Order, order here!"

   "The most amazing thing is that just as the man was forked out, a leaf fell from the tree, it was red!"

  Is there still life after being thrown down the mountain? Of course it is a big murderer!

  After queuing for half an hour, it was finally the group's turn.

  Jiang Tao went up first, caressing the big tree and whispering, and then dripped blood. As a result, a leaf floated over, green.

   "Great!" He snapped his fingers excitedly, "Okay!"

  Another guest had a pale face: "Red, red!"

  The leaves he picked up were so red that they were about to bleed.

   "Oh, it's so fierce? You have suffered a **** disaster recently." Lao Ge immediately took out a talisman from his waist, "How about a talisman, it was consecrated in the Hall of Admiration! It is better than anything else to save your life at a critical moment."

  He Lingchuan gave him a contemptuous look.

   This product has already been prepared, right? The price is dead expensive.

  The guest's face was pale: "Is this tree counted, counted accurately?"

   "Didn't I say it? Who dares to say for sure about this kind of thing?" Lao Ge patted him on the shoulder, "But you also have a premonition in your heart, right?"

   "I, I, alas..." The guest had a bitter face, "There is something that has been worrying about, and I didn't expect the ending to be so fierce!"

   "Come, come, come, I will ward off your misfortunes." Lao Ge put the amulet around his neck.

  The customer paid without thinking too much.

   If losing money can eliminate disasters, who would dare not be generous?

   "When you go back, be careful, maybe there will be a turning point."

  The guest seems to be grasping at a life-saving straw: "Can this disaster be avoided?!"

  Old Ge comforted him: "Maybe!"

  By the side, Gao Jilin was also asking for divination. This time, a small part of the leaves were reddish, but most of them were dark green.

  His face is also very exciting: "Is it good or bad?"

  He Lingchuan smiled after seeing it: "I think so, it depends on how you deal with it later. If you deal with it well, you will be lucky, if you don't deal with it, you will be miserable."

  Everyone nodded in agreement.

  Don't look at the leaves are only red and green. In fact, the color depth seems to have different meanings, which is not as simple as it seems at first glance.

  He caressed the roots of the tree and meditated a question:

   "The path I chose to continue on, is it good or bad, dead or alive?"

  Because Lingmu might have the ability to silently read people's hearts, he didn't dare to speak out, and he didn't even dare to mention words such as Dafanghu, Panlong City, and Resist Beja.

  But He Lingchuan really wanted to know. After all, the predecessors who have walked this road have all died with their lives.

   It would be a lie to say that he never felt anxious.

  Blood also dripped down, and everyone waited together with He Lingchuan.

  Five breaths have passed.

   Fifteen breaths have passed.

  The leaves that floated over have all gone to others, and He Lingchuan's place is empty.

what's the situation? He Lingchuan scratched his head, could it be that the amount of calculations was too large, and the spirit wood crashed?

   Waited for a while, but no leaves floated over.

  Jiang Taoqi said: "What's the matter? Did you ask any questions?"

   "I mentioned it." Otherwise, why did he come in? He Lingchuan asked Lao Ge, "Has this happened before?"

   "Uh..." Gibbon also touched his forehead, "I have no impression."

   Wendaoshu has always been diligent. The result it predicts may not be correct, but it is very fast. Otherwise, how could Tianji Peak cope with so many tourists for so many years?

  The tourists queuing behind became impatient: "Can you?"

   "If you can't do it, get out of the way first, there are so many people behind!"

  Old Ge turned his head and yelled: "Shut up! How anxious are you to go to reincarnation? Wait a little longer and you'll pee your pants?"

  It opened its mouth with fangs, and it had a ferocious face. With the two strong mandrills behind it, the words "I'm not easy to mess with" were written all over its face.

  So the tourists behind did not dare to quarrel, just muttered in a low voice. Old Ge Pihou, of course he couldn't hear it.

  At this moment, a leaf finally floated towards He Lingchuan.

   Red leaves.

  No, to be precise, it is golden red, and the color is as gorgeous as the burning clouds in the sky at dusk.

   And the wax on the surface of the leaves is uniform, reflecting the color of the metal.

   "Huh?" Is this really for him? He Lingchuan took two steps to the side.

  Unexpectedly, when the water flow changed, the leaves were still floating towards him.

  He could only reach out and pick up the leaf, and shook it at Lao Ge: "What does this mean?"

  Old Ge's monkey face was equally blank: "I've never heard of such a thing."

  He has brought thousands of guests, and he has never seen such leaves given by the Wendao tree.

   "Does it mean that the tree does not shed yellow leaves?"

   "Fall, but it sinks when it hits the water, and it won't float to us." Lao Ge pointed to the water, "Look."

At this time, the other guests in the group had already seized the time to ask for divination. He Lingchuan observed carefully, and sure enough, the alpine banyan leaves often fell yellow leaves, but they sank after entering the water, and they would not stay on the water surface, let alone float to the tourists. in front of you.

  So the red gold leaf in He Lingchuan's hand is really a rare thing, and tourists around also come to see it, amazed.

  Many locals brought relatives and friends here to ask for divination. At this time, they all said: "It's rare, I haven't seen anyone take this kind of leaf!"

  The two guards in the cave were also alarmed. They came over to have a look, and when they found Huang Ye, they asked He Lingchuan for his name and address, and the latter readily gave a fake name and address.

  These two also acted according to the rules. After listening to it, they went back and stood still, without asking a word.

   Dealing with so many noisy guests every day, they have long learned to keep their heads empty and don't bother to think about anything.

   At this time, a guest in his fifties said: "I heard that someone has taken it before."

  As soon as these words came out, the noise around stopped, and everyone followed the sound and asked, "Who is it? Who still has to live?"

   "It is the current General Qingwu, General Hong! But I heard that he got yellow leaves. I don't know if it is this kind of red gold red gold."

  He Lingchuan's heart skipped a beat, and Hong Chenglue also asked the tree, did you take the yellow leaves?

  Gao Jilin said: "Are you sure?"

   "How can I be sure?" The man waved his hands again and again, "It's just hearsay!"

  Since there was no conclusion, the cave quickly resumed its original crowdedness.

   Other tourists heard the news and wanted to buy the collection of golden and red leaves from He Lingchuan, and offered five taels.

  (end of this chapter)