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Chapter 957 My Child

The banyan tree spirit was stunned by Gu Hao's question, and then his eyes began to flicker. Seeing that he was so guilty, Gu Hao's guess became more certain, and he asked in a stern voice, "Tell me! How did you find Song Jiang? "

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After Song Jiang's wound was no longer painful, he slowly recovered some strength, and some of his memories before he fell into a coma became clearer. It turned out that Deng Kai had planned to send Song Jiang downstairs last night, but Song Jiang was dissatisfied with the security guard's requirement to register when entering, so he asked him to park the car at the gate of the community and walk back by himself, treating it as a walk after dinner.

Unexpectedly, when Song Jiang walked to Building 37, he suddenly heard someone calling his name under a big tree next to the green belt. Although Song Jiang had lived here for a while, he didn't really know many neighbors who could call out his name, so he was also stunned when he heard someone calling him. However, because he was about to get home, he didn't think much about it and walked over to the voice...

"Who are you...?" Song Jiang asked with a puzzled expression.

At this time, a strange man slowly walked out of the shadows, smiled at Song Jiang, then slowly approached him and said, "Song Jiang...long time no see."

Song Jiang felt that the other person sounded like an old acquaintance, but he looked like a stranger. The strangest thing was that the person gave Song Jiang an indescribable sense of weirdness, a sense of déjà vu, but Song Jiang was 100% sure that he had never seen the other person before, but the feeling was too familiar, which made him stunned for a moment.

It was during this distracted moment that the strange man came close to him. Then Song Jiang smelled a sweet smell, and then he knew nothing. It was not until now that Song Jiang understood what kind of strange feeling it was, because the stranger he saw at that time had the same figure and breath as himself...

As the old saying goes, everyone has a thousand faces. In fact, everyone's body shape and aura are also different. There are definitely no two people who are exactly the same. But at that time, except for the face, everything else about that guy was exactly the same as Song Jiang. That's why he felt something was weird, but he couldn't tell the reason for a while... After all, no one would see another person whose body shape and temperament are so similar to themselves.

Seeing that Song Jiang hadn't said anything for a long time, Chou'er comforted him and said, "Actually, you don't have to worry. It doesn't matter if you can't go out. Anyway, you won't have to worry about food and drink living here. Are you still hungry? Do you want me to take you to eat something else?"

In fact, Song Jiang didn't really want to eat at the moment. After all, the food that Chou'er brought was disgusting to even look at, let alone eat, unless it was a matter of life and death. But now he wanted to walk around in this space and look for any clues to get out, so he nodded and said, "Okay, is there anything else good to eat?"

When Chou'er heard this, he happily took Song Jiang's hand and said as they walked, "There are so many delicious foods here... just follow me!"

Afterwards, Chou'er took Song Jiang to several places where he usually looked for food, but they were all as scary as expected. They were either scorpions or beehives, and none of them were food for normal humans. But there was one thing Song Jiang had to admit, that although these delicacies in Chou'er's eyes were a little difficult for humans to swallow, they were still excellent protein energy sources in nature.

Unexpectedly, as he was walking, Song Jiang suddenly smelled the sweet smell that he had smelled before he fainted. He looked in the direction of the smell and saw a tall and sturdy large-leaf fruit tree. The trunk was full of green, apple-sized fruits. The sweet smell came from these fruits...

"What is this? Can it be eaten?" Song Jiang asked curiously.

Who would have thought that the usually honest and enthusiastic Chou'er would become a different person at this moment, hesitating and shaking his head, saying, "This... this can't be eaten!"

"Why?" Song Jiang asked in confusion. Then Chou'er said with embarrassment, "No reason... Anyway, I can't eat it."

Although Song Jiang had just met Chou'er, he was also aware of his character, so he walked forward curiously and carefully observed the fruits on the tree. They looked a bit like fresh figs, but Song Jiang had seen fig trees before, and the big-leaf banyan tree in front of him was obviously not one of them...

Perhaps because he saw that Song Jiang was very curious about the fruits on the tree, and thought that he really wanted to eat them, Chou'er had to step forward and whisper, "If you really want to eat them... you can eat one, but only one!"

Song Jiang was delighted when he heard this. "Didn't they say it was inedible? How come it's edible now? What kind of fruit is this? Why does it look so much like a fig? Have you ever eaten it?"

Unexpectedly, Song Jiang's words embarrassed him and he immediately said with an ugly face, "I can't eat it... This is the fruit of the banyan tree."

After hearing this, Song Jiang nodded first, then immediately remembered that Chou'er had told him at the beginning that he was not a mountain monster, but a banyan tree fruit. So he immediately understood why Chou'er reacted like this, and asked in surprise, "Don't tell me this big tree is your real body!"

Unexpectedly, Chou'er nodded shyly and said, "Well... not as big as my father's real body, but not small either. It's the second tallest banyan tree here."

After hearing this, Song Jiang raised his head and carefully observed the more than ten-meter-tall large-leaf banyan tree. He felt that it was not the same species of banyan tree as the thousand-year-old banyan tree he had seen with Meng Zhe before. Why did Chou'er call the other one "Dad"?

Seeing that Song Jiang was still looking at his banyan fruit, Chou'er had no choice but to step forward and try to pick a fruit for Song Jiang to eat. Seeing this, Song Jiang hurriedly stopped him and said, "Don't pick it... I don't want to eat it yet. Besides, we are friends. How can I eat your fruit?"

Chou'er scratched his head a little embarrassedly and said, "You also said that we are friends, so it's not that I can't eat them, but I can't eat too much. After all, these fruits have been growing for more than a hundred years, just like my children."

Song Jiang thought, what's the point of eating? I've never heard of friends using their own children to treat each other, so he smiled and shook his head and said, "Then I can't eat either... Or you can tell me about you and your father. I see that you are not the same kind of banyan tree, so why are you called father and son?"

After hearing this, Chou'er smiled and said, "My father took pity on me...he saw that I had some talent to become a demon, so he brought me out of the tropical jungle where I grew up. This way, those small animals would not die from accidentally eating the fruit of my banyan tree."

Song Jiang was shocked when he heard this, "Are these fruits of yours poisonous?"

Chou'er shook his head and said with a somewhat lonely look, "It's not poisonous, but for some reason I feel sleepy when I smell it too much. I'm the only banyan tree like this in that forest... This causes some small animals that eat my fruit to be eaten by wild beasts while they sleep."