Zhang Xinya saw that I looked a little uncomfortable, so she asked me carefully if I had thought of anything.

It can be seen that she is also very curious.

For a month, the three of them barely left the Zhenwu Temple. The coffin shop at the foot of the mountain had long been closed. Even the fruits and vegetables they ate on weekdays were put in front of the coffin shop by the old farmers who bought vegetables at the foot of the mountain. The next day, Zhang Xinya returned to the coffin shop.

Putting the food money on the windowsill and pressing it down with bricks, it can be said that their eyes have never left my room.

However, they didn't see anyone. A man who was about to die was sent in, but everything was fine when he came out. Who wouldn't be curious about this?

In their eyes, I am the person involved after all, so I might have some feelings.

I thought for a while and didn't tell them. I couldn't quite explain the reason. Maybe it was to protect my privacy, or maybe she was too vague for me to talk about. I didn't know where to start, so I just excused myself and said that my body was not healthy yet.

Completely recovered, suddenly a little tired.

Zhang Xinya sighed and didn't ask any more questions. She probably had the same bad luck as me, and was confused by all kinds of things that came one after another, and couldn't see the truth clearly.

"But, brother, you have to let us see how far you have deteriorated now!"

Lao Bai muttered: "Otherwise, my brother would be really worried."

I silently unbuttoned my shirt.

I saw that those blood lines were getting thicker and thicker, completely bulging from the surface, like the roots of a thousand-year-old tree, and they were spread much more than a month ago. They had almost spread to my chest.

At first glance, I look like a monster.

Suddenly, Lao Bai and the others stopped talking.

They knew very well that my wounds were no longer getting worse. In fact, the real problem that was bothering me had not improved at all. The power that Shi Kuang introduced into my body was still eroding my body and destroying my vitality at all times.

If I haven't found a way to resolve it, I don't have much time left. If it continues to spread at this rate, it will only take half a year at most. By then, these ferocious blood lines will have spread all over my body. What awaits me may be very, very terrible.

miserable.

Lao Bai and the others had a tacit understanding and never discussed the matter again. Probably because they were afraid of putting pressure on me, they briefly chatted with me for a few words and left one after another.

Bang!

The moment the door closed, I felt peaceful and had more time to think about this matter.

I was recalling the figure in my dream, comparing it with the green bamboo.

"It's not like..."

Finally, I shook my head gently and said to myself: "Although I only saw a vague outline, I can feel her temperament, which is far away from Qingzhu..."

It’s hard for me to describe the sense of security she gave me and the charm she had, but the feeling is unmistakable!

However, one thing is obvious. Qingzhu must know who she is. Throwing me into the room was to provide her with an environment to heal me.

This made me think a lot.

Could it be that...she also belongs to the Tianmeng?

I couldn't figure it out, so I stopped thinking about it. I fell down on the kang and looked at the ceiling with empty eyes. After a moment, I suddenly thought of Chang Yao!

Yes, Lao Bai and the others couldn't see her. Yao Yao was in the wind chime, so she should have seen her.

But... the wind chime I always carried with me... actually disappeared!

I jumped up from the kang like clockwork, searched all over the house, and finally found the wind chime in the cabinet and put it together with Zhongniang's paintings.

"Oh my God, Wei Jingzhe, you're not dead?"

As soon as he got the wind chime, Zhang Yao's voice came out impatiently.

I curled my lips and thought to myself, isn't this nonsense? If I die, can you still talk to me here? Don't forget, we are grasshoppers on the same rope!!

"What happened? How come your injuries are all healed? According to my prediction, the power released from the Earth Spirit Pearl is enough for you to drink a pot, and your wounds will not heal at all..."

Without waiting for me to ask questions, Zhao Yao started to ask me questions.

I was dumbfounded: "You don't know either?"

"What do I know!"

Yao Yao said angrily: "After I came back here, that night, a force blocked the wind chime for no reason. I was completely trapped inside. I couldn't get out, and I couldn't feel the outside. I was trapped for a long time.

It's been a long time... No, you ask... you don't know how to heal your injuries?"

I nodded helplessly, thought for a moment, and then asked: "If the wind chime is banned, won't the beings inside be angry? This is troubling Tai Sui!"

"This is where the weirdness begins."

Zhang Yao said: "The beings inside...are completely indifferent, as if what is sealed is not their nest."

This is intriguing.

The beings in the wind chimes are not very good-tempered. Queen Xin was pressed to death by a finger just because she whirred, and was finally crushed alive...

I sighed in my heart. It seemed that she was more powerful than I thought. Just this hand was enough to explain many problems...

The distance between me and her was originally like a chasm, but now it has become so wide invisibly that it is almost a chasm.

I suddenly understood why I always felt empty when I looked at the moon last night, because... the distance was too far, and I was not even qualified to look at its true appearance. I could only see that it was a soft and bright celestial body.

In fact, is the true appearance of the moon the same as what we see?

This is the gap. Distance creates beauty, but it can also make people despair.

This conversation ended in vain. It was because I was feeling gloomy and had no intention of talking about it anymore. For some reason, Mao Yao stopped asking any more questions.

No matter what, it is always a good thing for Zhenwu Temple that I can wake up.

There were obviously more smiles on the faces of Lao Bai and Brother Yaozi. Everyone kept silent about my questions, but their eyes were firm and shone with a deep light.

I know that they will not give up hope until the last moment.

As for me... I didn't think much about it. I basically stayed in the room and read. When I had free time, I would lie on the kang and think about the happy things in the past, my master, my parents, and...

she.

…

The days passed like this.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of days have passed since I woke up, and there is still no sign of my master.

On this day, Zhang Xinya was really worried that I would get sick from holding in the house, so she came to call me and wanted to take me to Taiyuan for a walk.

I instinctively wanted to refuse, but when the words came to my lips, I changed my mind. I went back to the house and hurriedly put on my clothes and went down the mountain with them. But just when Zhang Xinya and Lao Bai went to buy me some supplements to replenish my body,

But when I had time, I secretly ran to a nearby flower shop.

The owner of the shop is a girl in her mid-twenties, who is dressed very freshly and calmly. She probably has the style of a forest girl. When she sits there, she has a literary and artistic atmosphere, and she is concentrating on taking care of the shop.

In the sea of ​​flowers, when she saw me coming in a hurry, she stopped what she was doing, looked at me with some surprise, and then asked me what I wanted.

I glanced around the store casually, picked up a bouquet of flowers from the side, and said that's it, but could I ask something?

The girl straightened her hair on her temples. The beads of sweat on her forehead made her look even more cute. Instead of taking my money, she took the bouquet of flowers away and said with a smile that she was not short of money to open this shop.

The florist just liked it, and she also saw that I wasn't here to buy flowers at all. Let me tell the truth.

I thought for a while and organized the few inks in my stomach to describe the scent of her body. But the more I described it, the more cramped I became. I always felt that I didn't have enough vocabulary. In the end, I was so anxious that my head was filled with anxiety.

Khan: “Do you know what flower comes from this fragrance?”

The girl thought for a while and said, "It's a bit of a guess."

I asked anxiously: "Do you have flowers with a similar fragrance here? Can you let me smell it and identify it?"

"I don't have the kind of flowers you want here."

The girl smiled and said: "The fragrance you are talking about should be the fragrance of white tea flowers. Only this kind of fragrance has a fragrance similar to roses, but it is lighter than roses and makes people comfortable. In fact, it is simply

He said, I like this kind of flower very much, but it’s a pity that it’s rare now, and no one sells it, and no one buys it. Nowadays, people like stronger flowers, such as roses? And the flower is actually

It is a kind of sad flower that blooms at the end of spring. What is left after its prosperity is decadence. It represents the end and the beauty of the end. It is often said in Buddhist sayings that the flower has bloomed in full bloom..."

I didn't hear a word of what was said next.

There were only two words left echoing in my mind.

Tumi, Tumi...

Only one tea tree withered behind.

"It turns out that this world really has fate. If you don't want to accept it, you can only avoid it, because people can't fight fate."

Unknowingly, I had tears streaming down my face, wiping the corners of my eyes with my sleeves, and staggering away.

I think I already know the answer...

"Strange people..."

The girl whispered to herself behind her: "A grown man, but he cries like a child..."

…

I don’t know how I returned to Lao Bai and the others. I only know that I walked alone among the crowds for a long time, attracting a lot of people’s attention. Probably in their eyes, I was a tearful coward, until the cold wind blew my eyes red.

, a little girl suddenly ran to me with a kind heart, handed me a piece of paper, and said, "Brother, don't cry."
To be continued...