Tree Monster: I am a monster, born on the top of Fulong Mountain in December when the sky is full of snow.

What year can’t be remembered, seven hundred years ago? ! A thousand years ago? ! Maybe sooner.

When I was not an adult, every midwinter and midsummer, there were always human beings of all kinds and ages, with their own thoughts, either coming alone or with their families. They went on and on day and night to climb Fulong Mountain, which is connected to the sky.

The sweat of piety reaches my eyes; the scream of falling off the cliff reaches my ears.

Standing on the top of the mountain, overlooking the lucky ones crawling at my feet, I accepted their worship with peace of mind, letting them hang their trembling hands on the five-color brocade threads on my body.

There are as many threads as there are wishes.

These people regard me as a god and stubbornly believe that I can give them all the blessing they desire. For thousands of years, they have not cared that this is a mountain without a road, ignored the piles of bones in the deep valley at the foot of the mountain, and ignored the poisonous thorns on the cliffs. They are willing to sacrifice their lives to show their infinite piety - their piety to me.

However, I am not a god and cannot fulfill any of their wishes.

The seven-color halo on my body is just to attract ignorant birds and beasts to feed me in the dark night, but it is mistakenly believed to be a miracle of Buddha's light that brings blessings to the world.

What a huge misunderstanding, what a sin.

However, it’s not my fault, it’s just human beings’ bad habits of wishful thinking and partial belief.

So, I am too lazy to clarify. As a monster, but being worshiped like a god, I don't reject this feeling, I kind of like it. In addition, seeing completely different faces and listening to all kinds of strange prayers, living human beings are more conducive to passing my boring time than facing rocks, flowers and plants that cannot speak or move all day long.

Yes, my time is boring and my life is lonely. The top of Fulong Mountain is my whole world. I can't go anywhere but here. I have been watching the same scenery for hundreds of years. The sun rises and sets, the wind blows and the flowers bloom. No day is special. .

Whenever I watch satisfied humans leave, I always imagine that one day I can leave with a brisk pace like them.

The world under the mountain is what I have always longed for.

However, I cannot leave here, not even an inch.

Because, I am a tree demon.

My life is intertwined under the hard soil and rocks, expanding and growing day after day, year after year, and growing exceptionally well. I know very well that without the soil, the tree will only have one fate.

To live, there cannot be freedom.

This is the fate of being a tree demon, a bit absurd and a bit cruel.

However, I have gradually become accustomed to this kind of motionless days. Compared to those similar people who hide in inconspicuous corners without a name, I may be said to be lucky. Because, I carry the aura of "God", and thanks to it, I can finally have some false happiness and some unrealistic fantasies.

That’s something to be thankful for, right? !

Actually, there is no way to change this fate. As long as you cultivate into a human form, you can move freely without your real body. I knew this method a long time ago. But, to me, this "method" amounts to fantasy. With my superficial cultivation, I am afraid that I will turn into a handful of sand before I reach adulthood, and my body and soul will disappear. Things that are alive will not last forever, and the same goes for fairies. No matter whether it is a thousand years or ten thousand years, they will eventually die one day. It's the same as human beings from birth to death. The only difference is that one is short and the other is long.

There are no immortal people, and there are no immortal monsters.

A tree demon, but longs for freedom.

The decadent days are as quiet as water, where fantasy and despair coexist.

However, when I had the helpless idea of ??living in Fulong Mountain until my death, my life of deceiving myself and others ended without any warning on a hot summer night...

He had just rescued a mother and son who had lost their footing from the cliff. The survivors were sitting on the edge of the mountain, in shock. However, they did not say half a word of thanks to their savior. It was not because they were afraid that they had forgotten, but because they did not know who to say it to.

He deliberately concealed himself so that mortals could not see him.

But I can, clearly.

He leaned on me, bathed in the clear moonlight, and waited patiently for this group of worshipers to leave.

Except for those people and prey, no one has ever been so close to me. I don’t appreciate the humbleness of people when begging, and the panic of prey when they are caught. But, I like him. I like his extraordinary aura, which is cold and deep, yet soft and warm...

"This will never happen from now on."

Everyone finally dispersed. , the first thing he said to me was calm and calm, neither smiling nor angry.

Although I live a solitary life, I am not stupid. I am displeased by veiled accusations and warnings.

Seven-colored brilliance jumped out from my body layer by layer, reflecting the light on half of the mountain. The wind moves me, whirling gracefully and swaying, attracting more attention than ever before.

I did it on purpose.

An unknown white bird fell into my trap without any precautions, standing among the beautiful clear branches and leaves and singing gracefully.

Silently, I moved one of the thousands of branches and leaves, approaching today’s prey.

The birds are only intoxicated by their own beautiful songs and cannot smell the slightest smell of death.

With a slight lift, it quickly wrapped around its fragile neck. As long as it used a little more strength, this little thing would bid farewell to its proud singing voice forever.

The prey flapped its wings, and a few pieces of white feathers were scattered among the branches.

Actually, I am not hungry now. I just want to tell the people in front of me that if they were not ignorantly greedy for my charm, they would not lose their lives. I have never forced anyone, no matter human beings, birds or animals, everything is done willingly by them, how can they blame me.

However, my silent rebuttal was stopped by him.

A drop of transparent water popped out from his fingers and hit my "hand" that held the bird's life without any bias.

The feeling of soreness, numbness and slight pain spread through every vein in my body.

I couldn’t help but say no, so I let go.

The bird that fluttered and fled towards the sky became the first prey to be lucky enough to leave alive.

"Naughty little demon." He retracted his gaze to where the birds were and walked slowly in front of me. His moon-white robe was fluttering in the night wind, and the ribbon hanging around his waist fluttered in the wind. Wu, brushing against my face, actually felt itchy.

"The souls of grievances will never cease. Once the lawsuit is brought to Hades, it will be a matter of time before they take you."

Moving aside a strand of dark hair that was blown into the eyes, he "reminded" I.

Take me? Did he really think I was ignorant? !

Over the years, I have heard countless cries. I know very well that there are so many unjust ghosts in the world who were wronged a hundred times more than the "wronged souls" who were buried in Fulong Mountain. How much can Hades control? !

I need food and human worship.

Without food, the stomach is empty; without worship, the heart is empty.

How could a carefree god like him, who could come and go freely, understand the thoughts of a tree demon?

Yes, he is a god, clean and aloof.

As soon as I got close to him, I understood his unique identity.

Because he is a god, it is his natural responsibility to always show compassion for the common people. However, "common people" never include goblins. This is a rule set by the righteous way of the upper world for thousands of years.

I regretted my "like" for him just now, and I was thinking about how he would treat a "naughty" tree demon next, ruin my superficial Taoism, or should I do it immediately? Ground righteousness? !

After all, as long as he is willing, he can easily bring disaster to me and gain a reputation as a demon-slayer for the people.

What will be the consequences if I meet him today?

"I'm here and I can't let you do whatever you want."

That simple sentence chilled my heart.

As I expected, monsters are not qualified to refute gods. Once they offend the other party, only their own lives will be with them.

The "sacred tree" on the top of Fulong Mountain will no longer exist.

In just a moment, from killing to being killed, the role changed so quickly that it exceeded all my imagination. Phrases such as "killing for life" and "evil is rewarded" that I heard from humans jumped into my heart one after another with gloating.

Although I am not satisfied with my life, I still miss my life. Being able to see, hear and breathe is better than the darkness and silence of ignorance.

I am not "naughty" enough to turn my nose up at death, so I am sincerely afraid, mixed with resentment towards him.

"Don't let me die too painfully, compassionate god."

It was an angry word, but also the truth. It was the first and last sentence she said to him.

I am afraid, but I will never bow my head and beg.

There was a smile in his eyes that was unfathomable.

Clear and agile water waves swirled out from between his slender fingers, and scales of light flickered in them. Circles and circles, layers upon layers, gracefully and slowly merged into his palm, blooming into a colorless lotus.

On the mountainside, there is a lotus pond, green and red, it is the season of blooming. However, none of them were comparable to the one in his hand.

People reflect flowers, and flowers reflect people.

Despite this desperate situation, I still have to admit that this is the most beautiful scenery I have ever seen in my life.

A god is a god, even a deadly weapon must be perfect.

No wonder humans worship them, and no wonder so many people dream of becoming one of them.

"Go."

He spread his hands and moved his lips slightly.

The most beautiful lotus flower in the world is spinning and flying towards me.

He finally took action.

I knew I couldn't hide, so I simply calmed down and looked directly at the "flowers" that were already hovering above my head, waiting for the end of life.

The incomprehensible mantra passed from his mouth to my ears, repeated over and over again, confusing my mind.

The lotus flower suddenly stopped rotating, and after emitting several thin and transparent white lights, it fell straight down and fell into my body.

For the first time, I felt "cold".

The power beyond my control continued to spread from the foundation under the soil to my whole body, getting stronger and stronger, as if it was about to peel off my soul from my true body.

There was no wind at this time, but every branch and leaf was shaking and rustling.

My vision seemed to be poured with a layer of water, becoming increasingly blurry.

Are these the symptoms of a monster before it dies? !

Probably so. Fortunately, it was not as painful as I imagined.

The moonlight, flowers, strange rocks, and the smiling fairy in white standing in front of me were the last scenes I saw in this world.

In chaos, there is no distinction between life and death.

I just felt like I had a dream, in which I dreamed that I had become a human being, laughing and jumping, running excitedly on the ground that was hard for my feet...

What was it? I feel very uncomfortable all over!

Huh? ! wrong.

How could a tree demon feel like being "hit"? !

The consciousness that had drifted beyond the clouds came together again, urging me to open my eyes bit by bit——

Since I can remember, I have never been so close. The ground beneath my feet has been seen from an angle.

The yellowing sand holds large and small black-brown stones in front of my eyes; every inch of my skin truly feels the roughness and warmth coming from the earth.

What a strange feeling, something I have never experienced before.

However, the moment of confusion and excitement was instantly replaced by incomparable surprise.

I propped myself up and sat up.

The few stones pressed under my palms hurt me.

Quickly take your hand back and rub it gently.

Huh? !

Hand? !

When I realized that what I saw in front of me was not my slender and beautiful branches, but two living human hands, I was completely confused.

When I lower my head again, my fair skin, plump breasts, slender limbs, and the graceful curves unique to women extend throughout every part of my body; my slightly curly and thick dark green long hair is scattered and messy. Dragging on the ground.

Oh my God, I have become a human being?

Impossible! It must be a hallucination before death!

I stood up suddenly and looked around helplessly, trying to find a reason to believe that everything I saw was just an illusion.

The moonlight is like water, the mountain breeze is blowing, everything is as before.

It is still the Fulong Mountain that I am very familiar with, and there is nothing strange about it.

"This mountain has a lot of spiritual energy, and I intend to stay here for a long time to practice."

The voice behind me was as calm as before, and it was like thunder to me.

When I turned around, I was blinded by a light green - a beautiful green gauze dress fell from the sky and gently wrapped my naked body.

"I gave you a human form. Firstly, I can't bear to see my innocent disciple again, and secondly, I don't want you to end up well. From now on, you will stay with me and be a maid." His smile, from beginning to end In the end, it remains unchanged.

He was right in front of me, less than a step away, and the hair on his forehead was gently brushed by his breath.

In astonishment, I looked up at him who was taller than me. He opened his mouth like a mute, but couldn't say a word.

"Your true body will no longer be seen by mortals, and there will no longer be a sacred tree on Fulong Mountain to protect the common people. From now on, every year on this day, you will return to your true body. It will take twelve hours to leave. "Remember!" He turned around and looked at my "real body" - a tree that had nothing special about it, and warned him carefully.

I believe it, I am not in an illusion.

"Who are you?" Finally asked the first sentence, with a new identity.

"Do you have a name?" He asked me instead without answering.

Name? I shook my head. I never need this.

“No?!” His eyebrows were slightly frowning, as if he was deep in thought.

Soon, he raised his brows and looked at me: "I will call you Suo from now on."

Suo... Suo...

I repeated these two words in my mind, why should I call it this name? ! It sounds really strange.

However, I like it.

He fulfilled my dream and gave me a name.

Overnight, I gained such a miracle.

"Who are you?" When I could still suppress the ecstasy in my heart, I asked again.

"In front of the throne of the Emperor of Heaven, there is the Water Lord of the Four Directions, Zimiao."

The Water Lord of the Four Directions? What kind of god is he? Ordinary fairy or a high-ranking person? Unfortunately, I know very little about heavenly things. His simple and clear answer gave me a lot of questions.

"Haha, don't be stunned. Come with me, practice with me in the future, and strive to be named in the immortal record of heaven and achieve enlightenment as soon as possible. Don't waste your spiritual energy in vain." He is as long as He touched my head kindly like a gentleman and started walking towards the other end of the mountain.

Practice? Record of Immortality?

I can't fully understand what he means. I only understand one thing - he is good to me.

So, I carefully raised my feet, took the first step that I had dreamed of, and followed him away with full of joy and longing.

(Sorry, I don’t have a voice)