"Almost."

"What happens next?"

"That's about right."

There was nowhere to vent the emotions in the little junior sister's heart, and she couldn't figure it out, so she turned them into tiny words, which not only vented her emotions but also diverted her attention.

Lin Jue, however, was patient and answered her in a low voice, answering every sentence.

Not far away, I heard the junior sister say again:

"What a pity..."

"Why is it such a pity?"

“Not only are we unable to eat this year’s peaches, plums, apricots, pears, loquats, mulberry seeds, red bubbles, ground fruits, and kiwis—” the junior sister counted carefully, then continued, “this mountain full of

The flowers are about to bloom, but if we leave a little later, we can see them again."

"Um……"

Lin Jue couldn't help but turn around and look at the mountains and woods.

The ones that are close are mainly rhododendrons, and the ones that are far away are Xinyi, as well as peaches, plums, apricots and pears, but none of the flowers are blooming at this time.

The one closest to the flower is the peach blossom, but only the buds have emerged.

It's really a pity that my junior sister said this.

Lin Jue suddenly thought that last year he went back to his hometown and failed to see the spring flowers on Fuqiu Peak. Could it be that he couldn't see them this year either?

The steps stopped for a moment.

The donkey behind him also stopped.

The bell on the paper donkey's neck stopped ringing, so the senior brother walking in front turned around and looked at him suspiciously.

Then he saw Lin Jue put down his book and reached in and took out a petal.

The petals are as tender as new, but I don’t know what year they were from.

There was dead grass in autumn and winter last year. Rub the grass and it will become fragrant.

Hold it in your hand and shake it three times.

The dead grass suddenly burst into smoke.

"The Qing Emperor is above, and I'm watching the Taoist Lin Jue in Fuqiu below. I once had a fate with the emperor. If the emperor thinks of the friendship below to save the emperor's statue from the fire, please send down your divine power and repay the mountain flowers to bloom for a while."

Just saying a word, the smoke emitted by the grass fragrance was blown by the wind.

"call……"

Suddenly, a mighty breeze came, as cool as spring, blowing everyone's hair and robes, blowing over the mountain, and blowing all over the newly awakened trees.

This is the east wind.

There is unspeakable mystery and power in the wind.

Qing Emperor came as requested.

The senior brothers were all well-behaved, so they naturally noticed it and couldn't help but raise their heads and look around.

I saw the ancient azalea trees on both sides of the road growing petals quietly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then suddenly bloomed.

If you look deep into the forest, you will see countless rhododendrons and magnolia flowers blooming together, decorating not only the ancient road that the Taoist walked, but also the entire mountain.

There were countless birds and animals in the mountains that stopped in place, looking at the trees next to them in surprise.

Peaches, plums, apricots, azaleas, and azaleas all bloom at this time.

It's like a miracle.

At the gate of the Taoist temple, Senior Brother and a group of cats, the thin dog Clouded Leopard are still standing here, unwilling to go back. Although the figures of the junior brothers and sisters are no longer visible, you can hear the faint sound of bells in the mountains, and you know that the junior brothers are there.

The junior sisters had all gone, but as soon as this miracle happened, they were all stunned.

I stared blankly in front of me. In just a moment, brilliant flowers bloomed in front of me, and the entire mountain turned into a sea of ​​flowers.

Not only the entrance of the Taoist temple, but also the mountains behind are colorful.

Even on the newly built grave mound, a wild grass raised its head, lifted up a bud with force and silently opened it, which turned out to be a delicate and bright wild flower.

The last stroke of life is also the first stroke of death.

Lin Jue was also stunned on the spot, raising his head and looking around.

It was just a trance, just a mystery, and they were already in a field of blooming mountain flowers. The ancient road was still quiet, and the quietness was breathtakingly beautiful.

At this moment, he realized something.

It is a burst of vitality and a new reincarnation, which is better than most divine powers in this world.

It's also the little bit of mystery that I lack.

"..."

A petal fell in front of him.

Lin Jue caught it, examined it carefully, and then put it on the ground.

He picked up the book, picked up the wooden stick, and continued to move forward.

There was a long whistle coming from the mountain forest.

There are actually people going against the grain with them.

They were not pilgrims going to Fuqiu Temple, but laborers and craftsmen carrying bricks, tiles and wood. They entered the mountain to build temples. Just now, all the laborers and craftsmen stopped and stared blankly at the mountain forest. They were excited for a moment.

He continued carrying building materials up the mountain.

There are also monks stopping by the roadside, clasping their hands, looking at the bright spring flowers on the mountain, and chanting the Buddha's name.

People going up the mountain and people coming down the mountain met on the ancient road, bowed to each other among the spring flowers, and then passed each other again.

The sword is now attached.

Going down the mountain is the river and lake.
Chapter completed!