Two Realms: Don't call me evil!

Blue Star!

On the second day after the white sun phenomenon appeared, the warm morning sun shone on a remote village in China.

The morning mist had not yet dissipated when an old farmer carrying a hoe, wearing a straw hat, rode his electric bike out of the door and tended his fields before noon when the sun was shining brightly.

His name is Luo Jianguo, a very retro name, and he is a native farmer of Luojia Village.

Although the income from farming has been getting lower and lower over the years, there is a saying that if farming can make money, then farmers will have no land to farm.

The same is true for Luo Jianguo. After deducting the costs of fertilizers, pesticides, seeds, etc., he makes little money after a year of hard work and can barely make ends meet.

After all, he has been dealing with the land all his life and has no other skills. Farming has become his main source of income. He occasionally goes to the town to do odd jobs, but now that he is old, others look down on him. Most of the time, he still takes care of his own little piece of land.

"Lao Luo, you're going to the fields so early!"

"It's just a small piece of land. I work so hard but can't make much money. I might as well rent it out to someone else. It saves me a lot of trouble and effort."

"Did you see the White Sun Jianguo last night? This is the video I took. Come and take a look. I'll tell you."

Rural people get up early, and villagers would chat with Luo Jianguo from time to time on the way.

"Hey, we can see the white sun. I got up last night and watched it for half an hour. But it's no wonder we can't just stop planting! People can go without food for a meal, but the rice seedlings can't go without water for a day."

Luo Jianguo showed a simple smile, greeted some villagers, and went to his own fields.

His family's fields are not at the entrance of the village because a mudslide occurred in the village decades ago and many houses have been relocated. The village has undergone some changes compared to the original site. Luo Jianguo's fields are in the direction of the original site of the old village, but with an electric car, it is convenient to get there.

The electric car drove along the dirt road, passed a small hill, and in front of it was Luo Jianguo's field.

Luo Jianguo had come to this place countless times, and he couldn't have gone wrong even with his eyes closed.

But today, when Luo Jianguo looked at his own fields, he was stunned. He rubbed his eyes and wondered if he had not woken up yet.

However, Luo Jianguo looked around and found that yes, the grass and trees nearby were no different from the past. The mountain was still the same mountain, and the river was still the same river. He was not wrong.

It was because in front of Luo Jianguo's field, there appeared a huge tree that was hundreds of meters tall, with a crown like a giant umbrella and countless flowers blooming as bright as golden leaves. A little shadow of a willow tree could be vaguely seen.

“This… this is the old willow tree!”

Luo Jianguo's eyes widened when he saw a tattered red cloth hanging on the tree trunk and finally recognized the origin of the tree.

At the entrance of the original village site, like the entrances of many villages, Luojia Village also has an old willow tree planted.

Before Luojia Village was relocated due to mudslides, this was a place where many elderly people went to cool off in the evening, chat and play cards, and children went to play and have fun. Luo Jianguo played here a lot when he was young.

This old willow tree was planted by the ancestors of the Luo family and has a history of hundreds of years. There were foreign businessmen who came to buy it at a high price, but later they were collectively opposed by the villagers of Luojia Village, and the old willow tree was preserved.

But Luo Jianguo passes by here every day. The old willow tree is only fifteen or sixteen meters high, and now is not the flowering season for the willow tree, and the flowers are not this golden red color.

"Is it because of evil spirits?"

Luo Jianguo felt inexplicably frightened as he looked at the towering tree in front of him that was a hundred meters high. It was not like he had not been here for decades. He had passed by here yesterday.

This means that the tree grew from a dozen meters to a hundred meters overnight.

The older generation was more feudal and superstitious. Seeing such a scene that was not in line with common sense but in line with superstition, Luo Jianguo quickly turned the electric car around and started to drive towards Luojia Village, stepping on the accelerator and rushing back to the village like a fly.

"No...someone, come quickly, come quickly! The willow tree at the entrance of our village...is haunted."

Luo Jianguo opened his voice and soon alarmed the entire village.

One by one, the villagers walked out of their houses and looked at the panicked Luo Jianguo in confusion, not knowing what was wrong with him.

After hearing Luo Jianguo's explanation, many villagers laughed out loud.

"Lao Luo, did you not sleep well yesterday? Why are you acting hysterical so early in the morning?"

"Haha, the old willow tree in our Luojia Village grew ten times taller overnight. Uncle Luo, why didn't I realize you have such a sense of humor before?"

"What do you know? This is called a true person who never reveals his true colors. Lao Luo thought the white sun wasn't shocking enough last night, so he was deliberately joking with us."

The villagers laughed at this and no one took Luo Jianguo's words seriously.

"Everything I said is true. If you don't believe me, come with me and watch it. If I say even a single lie, I will, I will..."

Luo Jianguo hesitated for a few words, then looked at the nonchalant attitudes of the people around him and said loudly: "I will treat everyone to a meal."

The villagers around were stunned. Luo Jianguo came from a poor family and the word "treat" was rarely used in his context.

"Let's go and take a look. Jianguo has always been honest and upright, and he won't brag easily."

The old village chief of Luojia Village came out. He knew Luo Jianguo's temper and asked everyone to go over and take a look.

"Listen to the village chief."

"Then let's go take a look together. We have nothing to do anyway."

"If there is nothing, I will definitely give you a good beating."

Upon hearing this, the people around followed the footsteps of the respected old village chief.

Soon, the group arrived at the entrance of the original village site, chatting and laughing.

But when everyone saw the trees that were a hundred meters tall with crowns like umbrellas, their eyes almost popped out of their heads in shock. Only then did they realize that what Luo Jianguo said was true.

"What do you think? I didn't lie to you, did I?" Luo Jianguo shouted loudly. When there were many people around, he was no longer afraid.

"Oh my god, this is the old willow tree in our village. How did it become like this?"

"What the hell, has this thing mutated?"

"May our ancestors bless you. Your descendants will go to the ancestral temple to burn incense for you."

The villagers were all so frightened that some of them even knelt down and kowtowed to the willow tree, thinking that it was a vision of their ancestors appearing.

"Oh my god, I get it. This must be related to the white sun last night. This is a sign of the end of the world. Everyone, go stock up on food, prepare weapons, and build a doomsday shelter."

A young man couldn't help but shouting. Although many young people in the village went out to work, some of them stayed in the village.

"Nonsense! This is the old tree that has watched us grow up naked. Now the tree is showing strange signs. It is clearly the blessing of our Luo family ancestors. It has nothing to do with the end of the world."

The old village chief slapped the young man on the back of the head and said unhappily.

The young man scratched his head and said innocently, "Village...Village Chief, I read that in apocalyptic novels."

"Watch less in the future."

The old village chief leaned on his cane and called out, "Come over here, let's take a closer look."

"I'll come, I'll come."

The young man who spoke just now volunteered to accompany the old village chief towards the willow tree with a few others.

As they got closer, they were more and more shocked by the size of the willow tree in front of them. The trunk alone was as thick as dozens of people could hug, and the canopy blocked out the sky with a diameter of hundreds of meters. Spots of light shone through it and illuminated the people.

"Village Chief, why do I feel a little hot?"

"Me too."

"Yeah! I've been wanting to say that for a long time."

Several people had hot sweat on their heads and their bodies were soaked with sweat.

The old village chief looked at the fiery red bark of the willow tree, seemed to understand something, and carefully placed his crutch on it.

Noisy!
Just like touching a red-hot iron, puffs of green smoke came out from the bottom of the crutch, and finally it ignited.

Seeing this, everyone gasped and stepped back in shock.

Before everyone could react, dense swarms of birds flew towards this place in the sky.

Birds ranging from small sparrows to large white cranes fly in circles around the willow tree, as if they are paying homage to it.

Then, these birds began to compete fiercely with each other. They used their beaks to pick up things from each other, and their claws to grab things from each other. They fought with each other, and bird feathers fell everywhere.

In the end, only a few powerful birds were able to successfully fly up to the dense canopy of the willow trees and collect fallen leaves from the willow trees, apparently intending to build nests on them.

“Are these birds crazy?”

“Is there some treasure in the tree? Otherwise, these birds are fighting so fiercely.”

"The ancestor really showed his spirit. He must be trying to give us a hint of something."

The villagers of Luojia Village were discussing the matter at once, and some had already turned on their mobile phones to record this shocking scene.

"I understand."

When the young man saw this shocking scene, he screamed suddenly, scaring the people around him.

"You understand again?"

The old village chief glared at him.

The young man hurriedly said, "Village chief, there is a saying that goes, if you plant a phoenix tree, you will attract the phoenix. The tree in our house is a phoenix tree, so it attracts thousands of birds to worship and want to build their nests here."

The old village chief was stunned and said speechlessly: "This is not a phoenix tree!"

The young man patted his chest and said confidently, "I think it has something to do with the white sun last night. Our willow tree has regressed to its original state. I was wrong just now. This is not the end of the world, but the revival of spiritual energy!"

"I'd like you to read less novels. Whose willow tree can revert to its original form? It's just a mutant!"

The old village chief glared at the young man, wishing he could hit him with a stick on the spot. The young man was so scared that he quickly hid in the crowd.

Because the willow tree is so mysterious, the villagers of Luojia Village dare not approach it casually.

However, the huge commotion here inevitably spread. More and more people from the nearby villages heard about it and rushed over to watch. Some people from the city also drove over to see the novelty.

The relevant videos were also uploaded to the Internet, causing a huge response. Self-media bloggers flocked to Luojia Village to take advantage of the popularity and broadcast live to everyone.

However, before the excitement lasted long, soldiers appeared in Luojia Village and completely blocked the scene in the name of military exercises, prohibiting anyone from approaching.

The original villagers of Luojia Village were also given huge sums of money and moved away from their original village.

Almost at the same time, a large number of scientific researchers and high-tech equipment were transported into Luojia Village, and well-known professors of biology and botany from various universities were invited to conduct research on the mutant willow trees.

What many people don’t know is that similar scenes are happening dozens of times around the world.

The entire Blue Planet is like bamboo shoots that have sprouted after rain. A vibrant force is affecting every inch of land. (End of this chapter)