RNP Chapter 127 The legendary lovesickness
Chapter 127 The legendary lovesickness
It turns out that Grandpa Ancient Tree learned all this through divination, and if he reveals all this to Mo Mo, he will be punished by heaven.
Mo Mo saw that the trunk of the ancient tree had long been eaten away by termites and became hollow. Only then did Mo Mo realize something.
[In this case, Grandpa Ancient Tree shouldn’t be around for long...]
"Thank you, Grandpa Ancient Tree, for telling me the clue. I'm also sorry for hurting you." Mo Mo looked at the branch that was dragged away by Song Tianjiao, his face full of guilt and feeling heavy in his heart.
"It doesn't matter. I told you that I have a destiny with you..." Grandpa Gu Shu's voice sounded much weaker than before. "No one has spoken to me in this place for a long time."
[You haven't spoken for a long time. Is it because the tree itself is sick and has lost a lot of spiritual power? ]
Mo Mo thought about it and found a place to sit down under a big tree. He decided to chat with him for a while, while at the same time infusing him with his spiritual power and healing him.
She talked about the happy times when she was still a little beast, and also about the happy times she had with the Yan family after she was in the body of this girl. She talked about how she, Yan Mu, Liang Chuxin and others entered the Supernatural Bureau, and even joined the Bounty Hunter Guild, and how she met Song Tianjiao, etc.
Seeing that she couldn't go back for a while, Song Tianjiao directly built a fire and roasted rabbit meat while listening to the conversation between Mo Mo and Gu Shu.
"Child, your achievements today are not only because you are of the bloodline of a spirit beast, but more importantly, because you have a pure and kind heart," said Grandpa Gu Shu, with a kind look on his face. He hesitated to speak, "You are a very special child, and you are walking a very special path... No matter how big the difficulties you encounter in the future, as long as you come, Grandpa Gu Shu will be there."
Mo Mo was a little confused about what Grandpa Gu Shu said, but she still smiled and nodded.
"That's right. Just falling in love with the boy from the Zhao family is already special enough. What good girl would fall in love with that freak?" Song Tianjiao heard it and said sarcastically.
Mo Mo reached out and picked up a stone on the ground and threw it at her, "Don't talk about my master like that!"
Turning around, Mo Mo said sincerely to the old and wrinkled face on the ancient tree, "Grandpa Ancient Tree, I know you are worried about me. My master...he is really a good person, he is not a bad person."
"Grandpa knows everything. Grandpa knows the bond between you two." Grandpa Gu Shu blinked at Mo Mo, indicating that he knew everything.
"Boom-boom-boom-!"
Bursts of roaring sounds were heard from the treetops again, as if warning the ancient tree.
"Okay, okay, Grandpa Ancient Tree, let's not talk anymore. I just healed your wounds, don't let my energy go to waste. You should just rest for a while." Mo Mo was afraid that if he said too much, Grandpa Ancient Tree would be punished by God again, so he quickly told him to rest.
"Okay." The ancient tree agreed happily, and then its wrinkled face disappeared on the trunk.
Before Grandpa Gushu woke up, it was getting dark. Mo Mo and the others decided to go back to the camp to rest before heading to the next exploration site, Chuanyu, tomorrow morning. She left a farewell note for Grandpa Gushu.
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The two came to the river area.
It was the same familiar scene as last time, with dense forests with lush branches and leaves and steep cliffs.
"Your wound has been scabbed for a while, right?" Mo Mo suddenly asked about the injury on Song Tianjiao's back.
"Well, what's wrong? What's wrong with this place?"
"No, the miasma here is serious, which will have a certain inhibitory effect on the spiritual energy in our bodies. The humid climate may also cause wound infection." Mo Mo explained.
The scene of her conversation with Song Tianjiao at this moment overlapped with the memory of the last time Zhao Wenting came and cared about her injuries. Mo Mo's eyes were a little dazed.
She still remembered how special he was to her, the special treatment that belonged only to her, the warmth that made her feel like a warm current was flowing through her heart...
but……
This kind of beauty was pushed away and shattered by her own hands.
She still remembered the last time she looked at him, it was his back sitting against the light when she was about to leave.
He sat there motionless, not even looking at me, as if he was a lonely, forgotten and hurt messenger of God in the world, with a cold air that could not tolerate anyone getting close to him...
This back view later became a nightmare scene that made her feel suffocated and painful on countless nights.
My breathing stagnated, as if all the air around me had been sucked away.
Mo Mo's eyes gradually became misty.
She felt like she was about to be swallowed by the black hole in her heart...
Pain, loneliness, helplessness, grievance, all emotions came to the little girl in an instant.
"Mo Mo...?"
Song Tianjiao took the small thing she picked up, shook it twice in front of Mo Mo, and then reached out and gently pushed her.
"Huh? What's wrong?" Mo Mo looked at Song Tianjiao with clear eyes again and asked.
"What is this? Look, it just fell out of your coat pocket."
Mo Mo took a closer look. It was a thing the size of a palm, and looked like a fruit. From the outside, it looked like an ordinary fruit.
She reached out to take it, and after feeling the spiritual power fluctuations in the little thing, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of her mouth:
"It's a tree fruit elf. It probably followed us out of the ground crickets. It can be considered a mid-to-high-quality one." Mo Mo said, throwing the little thing to Song Tianjiao, "Here, give it to you. Keep it first. This thing is like opening a blind box. Maybe it will be a surprise when it opens."
"Ah? Is that so? Are you...are you sure you want to give it to me? I just saw it fell out of your pocket."
Mo Mo was amused by Song Tianjiao's obedient appearance at this time, "This thing is unconscious before it is deflowered. I already have two spirit beasts, one is 朏朏, and the other is the offspring of Black Kill Wolverine." Mo Mo's meaning was very clear, I look down on this thing a little bit.
"Ah? I didn't realize you had received such a good thing? Why don't you take it out for a walk." Seeing that Mo Mo said so, Song Tianjiao was no longer polite and put the tree fruit elf into her backpack.
"By the way, what happened to you just now? Were you thinking about something?" Song Tianjiao, who was following quickly, thought of Mo Mo's expression just now and felt a little worried. "Are you tired? How about we stop and rest for a while?"
"Nothing." Mo Mo still felt that she was not ready to tell others about what happened between her and Zhao Wenting.
"You don't even know what you looked like just now. I was so scared that I thought you were possessed..." Song Tianjiao still felt that something was wrong with Mo Mo. "Girl, are you worried about something? You can tell me. After all, I am ten years older than you. I am sure I have more experience than you in many things."
After thinking for a while, Mo Mo also felt that maybe he could open up and talk about it.
"Then do you have someone you like?"
"..." Song Tianjiao felt that Mo Mo's question was a blow to her soul. She shook her head blankly, "No."
Mo Mo shrugged, "I don't know how to put it, it's just... I suddenly feel that even though I know it's impossible for him and I to be together, and I also know that he won't appear here, but... it seems that he is in every corner we pass by."
Mo Mo's voice was soft, yet full of helplessness.
"This may be the legendary lovesickness. Girl, it seems that you really love him!" Song Tianjiao had a complicated expression, "You have to understand: he is a member of the Zhao family, and he is also the next successor to the highest staff holder of the Supernatural Power Bureau."
"Yeah, I know." Mo Mo responded softly. Every reminder and warning from everyone was like a sharp knife, stabbing into her heart.