Chapter 269 268. So happy!

Huaiyu knew nothing about the changes inside and outside the hall.

If she turned back at this moment, she would see Zhou Qian inside the boat-shaped tree cocoon, wrapped in dense and overlapping roots like Sleeping Beauty, and obviously unconscious.

And on the outside of the tree cocoon, the root fibers stretched and spread forward at some point, like a ball of spider silk that climbed actively, weird and inexplicable.

The intricate roots groped forward and soon climbed onto the body of the mutant macaque. The elm yellow mushrooms on the head and face trembled and soon calmed down.

At this moment, the spreading milky white roots penetrated the mutant macaque's thick armor-like hair, and then pierced into the gradually cold flesh.

After a while, the milky white roots turned faintly pink, accompanied by gurgling fluorescent light.

In the tree cocoon, Zhou Qian's entire body was also covered in this layer of light pink, and new buds had grown from his hideous wounds...

……

At this moment, Huaiyu was standing in the densely covered bushes outside, looking for a flexible and sturdy vine. It would be best if the leaves were thicker, so that the cushioning and shock-absorbing effects would be stronger.

While searching, she was also thinking -

Although the Taoist temple is deep in the mountains, since it used to be a tourist attraction, it should not be too far from the foot of the mountain.

The reason why they spent a whole day and a morning was that the efficiency of traveling during the day was not high (after all, Huaiyu was always busy), and they took a long detour. In addition, many of the roads they had built before were difficult to walk on...

In other words, as long as you find the right direction, there must be a shortcut down the mountain! If everything goes well, it is not impossible to bring Zhou Qian back tonight!
Thinking of this, she became full of energy again, and then quickly reached out to pull at the different bushes in front of her, quickly releasing her supernatural powers.

The originally ordinary branches quickly expanded and grew, like a giant python moving through the bushes. Although the thickness did not appear exaggerated, the long vines had already piled up very long.

Huaiyu withdrew his hand breathlessly.

She had never used her powers so intensively before. Even though it was only a short period of time, the growth rate of the vines was far faster than any species she had ever stimulated before.

At this moment, she chose her position and pushed hard with her knees.

"Snapped!"

With the coordination of both hands, the long vine was broken at the right place, and the tough bark was pulled out into a long strip. Huai Yu dragged her and went into the Taoist palace again.

When she hurriedly passed the entrance of the hall, she was stunned for a moment, and then slowly stepped out.

Just at a glance, the roses at the door seemed to be different.

The petals seem fresher and more watery, and the color of the flowers seems to be slightly richer than before, and they don’t look so weak and pitiful anymore.

This brief doubt quickly passed through her mind, and then she was worried about Zhou Qian, whose life or death was uncertain. Huai Yu dragged the long vine and ran forward again, entering the hall. The milky white cocoon was still quietly placed there. Maybe it was the effect of the light, but it looked hazy pink.

Huai Yu hesitated and stopped.

She always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't put her finger on it.

Is this a sixth sense? Just like Zhou Qian's instinct to dodge when he was attacked by the mutant macaque - wait!
Mutated macaque!

Huaiyu finally knew what was wrong!
Because at this moment, she discovered that the body of the mutant macaque that was originally on the side of the hall had shriveled up without her knowing when! It seemed that only a pile of fluffy monkey skin was left!

Her face turned pale instantly - could this mutant macaque be able to escape?
Did it strip off its own fur and run away with a bloody body? But there were no signs of struggle or movement, not even blood, and there was no elm yellow mushroom on its head...

Oh, the elm yellow mushroom is still there. Quietly, Huaiyu breathed a sigh of relief.

Only then did she approach the tree cocoon.

But I saw that Zhou Qian's body was covered with dense hair roots. At this moment, he was sleeping there quietly, with steady breathing and a relaxed expression.

The pain he showed before he left just now seemed to have disappeared without a trace.

Huaiyu: ...At this moment her head is full of little question marks.

What does this mean? Do you think lying down in a 37- or 38-degree weather will make you catch a cold? So you cover yourself with a blanket?

But no matter what, looking at the tree cocoon where he had lived for several years, Huaiyu subconsciously felt that he was safe.

And I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but after watching him for a long time, I feel that Zhou Qian’s complexion is much better than before.

that……

She looked hesitantly at the long vine in her hand: Should she continue to weave this simple stretcher?
……

When Zhou Qian opened his eyes, he was in a trance and didn't even know what day it was.

There was a tall curtain covered with dust floating above my head. From this angle, I could see a pair of cold and indifferent eyes on the high altar, belonging to an unknown deity.

An orange-red light was flowing above the statue. Occasionally, the curtain would be lifted and reflected in his eyes, as if this almighty deity also had a touch of warmth.

He stared blankly for a while, and suddenly heard the rustling sound again. He subconsciously turned his head, causing the tree cocoon to shake slightly. Zhou Qian suddenly came to his senses and sat up abruptly:

"Xiaoyu!"

"I'm here!"

Huaiyu's voice is so close! Joy and excitement are all in this response!

When Zhou Qian turned around, he saw that it was pitch black outside and there was a dim light of fire jumping in the hall - the orange-red light that he had just seen floating on the statue was caused by this light of fire.

The familiar little pot was still on the simple stove. The water in the pot was bubbling. Zhou Qian was startled:
"it's dark?"

It should have been noon when he lay down, right?
"Yeah." Huaiyu came over and nodded: "Brother Zhou Qian, it's already past 10 o'clock in the evening!"

Zhou Qian was confused, with so many things he wanted to say and ask. But when he subconsciously turned over and sat up, causing the tree cocoon to shake again, he was suddenly stunned again:
"My injury..."

Huaiyu's eyes were also full of surprise, and he nodded vigorously at this moment: "That's right! Your injury is healed!"

In fact, after hesitating in the afternoon, she still decided to continue weaving the stretcher, but because she was too nervous, she still checked Zhou Qian's condition from time to time. She could clearly see that his dark face was looking better!

Especially the lip color, which changed from pale and black to its current normal dark reddish state. Zhou Qian seemed to be really repairing his body!

When Huaiyu noticed this, he hugged the big tree cocoon without saying a word - so happy!

So happy!

Update 2, good night. Writing furiously next door.