When Su Xin woke up the next day, she found that the small leaf bud had actually drawn a new leaf, which had doubled its height and was nearly a meter tall.

Su Xin opened her eyes and felt a fresh and slightly moist air blow through the hole in the wall.

She put the defense charm back, and there was a gurgling sound in her stomach, alas, how fast she was hungry.

Fortunately, I still have such a "craft" to earn money to eat, otherwise I really can't support myself.

Su Xin was about to take out the dry food in the package and cushion her stomach when she heard a loud cry outside.

"Ah, look, new shoots have grown on this soaphorn tree!"

The voices are getting louder and louder, men, women and children.

The joy in their voices could be heard.

Su Xin remembered that although it was very dark last night, she vaguely remembered that there was indeed a tree in the corner on the other side of the dam... It's just that it's almost summer now, but it's still dry branches, and I think it's about to die.

Now hearing the sound of people talking, Su Xin suddenly thought of something in her heart.

According to the distance from the utility room where I live now to the dead tree, it is within 50 meters.

And she did sense some of the life fluctuations very faintly...... Could it be that the green light emitted by the small leaf buds on his altar is helpful to these plants?

How does this work?

Also, what are the dots that emanate from the fluctuations of life?

Su Xin ate and walked out with the package on his back.

Probably because people were happy because their soaphorn trees came to life again, and they were not so resistant to Su Xin as a stranger.

As the village head, Daxing even took the initiative to introduce her.

This soaphorn tree is an important source of laundry and hair cleanser for the whole village, and there are also things that the villagers use to kill insects or promote lactation after giving birth.

It is not an exaggeration to say that this tree is the "sacred tree" of the village.

The village chief said: "I didn't expect the little brother to be really a noble person in our Shiluo Township...... Oh yes, yesterday you said you were looking for someone, I don't know who you're looking for. Now they're basically all here, and I can help you ask. ”

Su Xin said: "You are outstanding people here, you will naturally be favored by the heavens and the gods, and it will definitely get better and better in the future" said polite words, which made the village chief very happy to hear it.

Su Xin continued: "Actually, I don't know the specific name, about thirty years ago, you guys here presided over the construction of a temple, which is the Nian'en Temple on the other side of the mountain? ”

Nen'en Temple?

The village chief repeated, thought for a moment, and then suddenly said, "Oh, you said it's that temple." I'm still a little impressed by this, my dad went to help pick stones. ”

Daxing is hearty and authentic.

Su Xin asked, "Do you remember what your father told you about the names of the people who asked them to work?" ”

Daxing frowned, "This...... Ouch, I really don't know. In fact, when I was a child, I heard my father say that in the past, in order to commemorate a snail fairy who helped him, he wanted to build a temple and worship tablets... Didn't say who it was. And at that time, I only listened to these as stories and legends..."

Su Sin: "And your father now?" ……”

Daxing: "My father passed away last year and was 90 years old. At that time, it was because my father was a stonemason and his skills were very good, so he specially invited my father to go. By the way, I remember that Uncle Cai also went to work back then, and now he is in his sixties, you can ask him. Well, there it is......"

Su Xin followed the direction pointed by Daxing, and saw a thin old man in a leather coat, like the other villagers, looking at the "resurrected" soaphorn tree with amazement, and said vaguely: It must be the snail fairy who came back to see them.

The old man's back was slightly hunched, his dry and rough hands were behind his back, and a dry cigarette was snapping in his mouth, and the messy smoke spit out from between his shriveled lips.

Su Xin's perception was much stronger than the others, and even though he was more than twenty meters away, he still heard the old man's grunting.

Su Xin followed Daxing towards the crowd, and Daxing called Uncle Cai: "Uncle Cai, Uncle Cai......"

Daxing shouted a few times before the old man came back to his senses, "hmm", because he was biting a dry cigarette in his mouth, and when he turned around, a large cloud of smoke swirled around his face, and his eyes were squinted with smoke.

Uncle Cai noticed Su Xin next to Daxing, looked up and down, and said in a mouthful, "Oh, this is that handsome little brother?" ”

Daxing said: "Uncle Cai, her name is Xiao Xin, and she is here to find someone. Do you remember going to Nenji Temple more than 30 years ago? ”

The smoke made Uncle Cai's eyes smoke and couldn't open them, "Oh, Nian'en Temple, remember, why don't you remember?" ……”

“…… At that time, a person came to the village and said that he had received a dream from the snail fairy and needed to build a temple to worship before he could return to the village. You are a foreigner and you must not know, in fact, a long, long time ago, it was all thanks to the snail fairy that our village was preserved. So we were all very happy that the snail fairy would come back again, and said that we could do anything. ”

Then the man brought with him a Taoist in a robe... Well, that person seems to be a little mysterious, and there are some tricks...... It's just that... I don't know why, we can't always see his face clearly. He planned one place, and then he shook it twice with a dusting rod, and several marks appeared on the ground, and we were told to dig the foundation according to the mark, until we reached the stone below......"

"I was young, and I had the strength to do some heavy lifting on my shoulders. We've been there for more than two months. It's only a mountain away, but even if it's a good walk, it takes half a day, so we only go home once every few days. A temporary shelter was erected there. Strange to say, the dwelling was very poorly built, full of crevices, but it was not leaky at all. I remember one night there was a sudden storm outside, in the mountains, the weather was like this, and we were all a little scared inside, afraid that the shack would be blown down by the wind and rain, but do you know...... Then, when the rain falls on the shack above our heads, it's like being covered by something... Something transparent blocked it, and it just slipped away. No wind poured in. We all knew that it must be the spell of that Taoist. ”

"Later, one time in our village, a man was lazy and smoked a dry cigarette, and accidentally saw that the food we ate was actually made by the Taoist priest... Tsk, no wonder there is meat to eat every day, there is big white rice and big white steamed buns, and only the gods can make it......"

Uncle Choi is immersed in good memories from a long time ago.