Chapter 39 I am Shi Wenzhe, whom Qin Wenxue picked up while passing by...
Shi Wenzhe looked up and saw that the place was covered with withered grass, growing wildly and haphazardly. The withered grass gathered and grew in the middle, forming a circle. The circle was very large and seemed to have no end. In the middle, there was a huge open space, like a pond. Shi Wenzhe walked in and found that there were puddles under her feet, which wet her shoes and socks.
Surprise overwhelmed her eyes, and she became somewhat incoherent. Ignoring everything, she pushed aside the withered grass and walked into the enclosure. Ming Shu followed beside her, saying as they walked, "You should be very familiar with this place."
Shi Wenzhe exclaimed in surprise, "I've never been here before."
"No." Ming Shu gave her a knowing look, suppressing a smile as he looked at her, his fox-like eyes sparkling.
Suddenly, the view opened up before them, and the fishy smell grew stronger. Only then did Shi Wenzhe realize that it was the withered leaves and lotus leaves drooping and decaying in the pond. They were rotting in the mud, yet stubbornly refusing to dissolve, leaving behind an unpleasant fishy smell that testified to their stubbornness.
The withered lotus leaves were so large that they filled the entire pond, their lonely shadows reflected in the low-lying areas. Shi Wenzhe felt a slight tremor in his heart and reached out to touch a nearby lotus seedpod. The seedpod was dry and rough, but it still had a faint fragrance.
A gust of wind blew by, no longer bringing the sweeping sand and dust. The earthy smell in the air was also lighter, and the faint fragrance of lotus leaves and withered branches could be smelled from time to time. The rustling sound was like a silent conversation.
"Do you know where this is?" Ming Shu asked, raising an eyebrow.
"What place is it?" Shi Wenzhe moved his lips.
"Idiot." He gave you a look that said, "How could you be so pathetic? This is the Hundred Flower Garden! How dare you pick the Pure Lotus? How come you can't even recognize this place?"
Shi Wen's eyes trembled, and even her fingers stiffened. She asked in disbelief, "This is the Hundred Flowers Garden?"
"Um."
“But the Hundred Flowers Garden is clearly not like this…” Shi Wenzhe thought to himself, “The Hundred Flowers Garden is clearly lush with vegetation and greenery, how could it be these withered leaves and lotus leaves in front of me?”
Over thousands of years, all wounds in the world can be healed.
She picked the lotus seedpod beside her and twirled it in front of her. Qin Wenxue stood silently beside her. Through the mottled brown outer layer of the lotus seedpod, Shi Wen saw Qin Wenxue's pristine white face, his red robes still burning brightly, as if even the desolate scenery had become vibrant.
Shi Wenzhe stared blankly, lost in thought again.
Good-looking people are good-looking everywhere; even the dust seems bright.
Unfortunately, the lotus seedpod and Qin Wenxue were completely mismatched. She reluctantly put down the lotus seedpod, feeling a bit sullen, and said lightly, "This doesn't look good."
A faint white light shone from Qin Wenxue's fingertips as she touched the lotus seedpod. Instantly, a rich, refreshing fragrance wafted over, and the lotus seedpod, now revitalized, lay plump and dewy in Shi Wenzhe's palm.
Ming Shu smiled and came over, picking a lotus seedpod and pleading with Qin Wenxue, "Big sister, I want one too!"
Qin Wenxue glanced at her and said, "Don't you know how?"
Ming Shu retorted, "How can that be the same? You gave it to me, and that's what you gave me."
Shi Wen broke open the lotus seedpod and sniffed it. A strong, refreshing fragrance wafted towards her, and the cool, damp touch stimulated her senses. Unconsciously, admiration rose in her eyes for Qin Wenxue, and she looked at the crisp lotus seedpod with great affection.
"This is so touching," she thought. "It's green."
Ming Shu smiled brightly, holding the revitalized lotus pods, his wish fulfilled. He was already happily munching on them when Shi Wenzhe was surprised: "Can you still eat them?"
Ming Shu stared at him, puzzled, and asked, "Can't we eat it?"
Qin Wenxue replied, "It's edible."
Shi Wenzhe nodded obediently, peeled a lotus seed and put it in her mouth. The sweet fragrance exploded in her mouth, and she felt as if a claw was scratching at her heart. The taste was very familiar; it was the lotus seed that Linglong had given her.
Shi Wenzhe felt a pang of sadness at the thought of Linglong, and her spirits inevitably sank. She asked Qin Wenxue, "Will I... ever see Linglong again?"
Ming Shu looked at him strangely and said in a muffled voice, "You don't know who Linglong is? Why do you like him so much?"
Shi Wenzhe tentatively asked, "Who is it?"
"Hello, Venerable Xinzun," he said casually.
Suddenly struck by a thunderbolt, he stammered, "The Venerable One Who Holds the Flower?"
"Huh? What's wrong? Are you scared to death?" He watched with amusement. "There's no need to be so surprised. Didn't the boss tell you?"
Shi Wenzhe covered his face and said in a muffled voice, "No, oh, that's strange."
She was actually very curious about Linglong, but Mingshu said he didn't know much about her and had nothing to tell her. He suggested she ask Qinwenxue if she wanted to know.
Shi Wenzhe stared longingly at Qin Wenxue, only to receive a cold, dismissive look at the back of her head.
She had no choice but to give up, and even her expression became dejected.
Shi Wenzhe, holding the lotus pod in his hand, had a sudden thought. Without thinking, he stepped forward and grabbed Qin Wenxue's sleeve. Her eyes were shining as she held up the lotus pod and asked expectantly, "Qin Wenxue, can I learn this spell?"
"It's amazing! It can revive withered plants. I want to learn how to do it. It will definitely be very useful when I go back to Yunmengze to grow flowers and plants."
"You know, the flowers and plants in Yunmengze are really hard to grow. They keep withering and dying. It's such a big place, I don't know when I'll be able to fill it up." He sighed after saying that.
Ming Shu frowned, puzzled: "Why do you insist on planting that whole plot of land? That land is eroded by malevolent energy, so it's not easy to grow anything there. Only purified soil can allow plants to survive."
Qin Wenxue remained silent, her brows slightly furrowed, as if she were having some difficulty. Seeing this, Shi Wenzhe felt a chill run down her spine. She asked again cautiously, "Is it not allowed?"
“Yes, you can.” Qin Wenxue looked down at her. “But you might not be able to learn it.”
Is it difficult?
Qin Wenxue shook her head.
"Then why do you think I can't learn it?" Shi Wenzhe didn't understand.
"I'll teach you." He finally conceded defeat: "Give me your hand."
Shi Wenzhe obediently stretched out his hand, and Qin Wenxue placed her hand in his palm. It tickled, and Shi Wenzhe resisted the urge to tickle his palm with his fingers, waiting patiently.
Ming Shu obediently placed his hand on Qin Wenxue's hand, like a puppy seeing its two owners playing a game and unable to resist joining in. Shi Wenzhe's eyes widened suddenly, and he couldn't even speak properly.
After stammering for a while, he sighed and asked, "Why did you come here?"
"I see you all acting like this," Ming Shu said innocently.
Qin Wenxue chuckled softly but said nothing.
A warm white light emanated from his hand. Shi Wenzhe felt as if her brain had been beaten up, and a huge wad of messy knowledge had been crammed into it, making her dizzy and nauseous. But the feeling only lasted for a moment, and then she became clear-headed as if suddenly enlightened.
The details of that spell flashed through my mind.
Shi Wenzhe saw a blade of grass, a solitary, tender green blade of grass growing in the boundless天地 (heaven and earth). It withered silently in the passage of time, but suddenly a torrential rain poured down, soaking the parched天地 (heaven and earth) and the withering soul.
Like a spring breeze that arrives overnight, it is revitalized and once again stands proudly in the world, shining brightly.
That's like a withered tree coming back to life.
I was deeply moved when I heard the news, as if I were that little grass that, after experiencing the despair of waiting to die, encountered a new lease on life, a withered tree coming back to life.
The cool touch of Qin Wenxue still lingered in her palms. She could smell the fragrance of coldness, but more than anything, she smelled the earthy stench of the rain.
Ming Shu reached out and waved his hand in front of Shi Wenzhe's eyes: "Why are you still staring so intently?"
"You're such a fool." He asked with a strange look, "Did you even learn it?"
Shi Wen shook his head.
"Alright, you used to be a little fool and you didn't learn any advanced magic, but it's not hard to learn. What's difficult is that it requires strong demonic power."
"You..." He blinked, stretched out his hand to calculate, but couldn't figure it out, so he looked at Qin Wenxue and asked, "Boss, how old is she?"
Qin Wenxue thought for a moment. He found the flower outside the abyss of the Netherworld. The little white flower was still very small at the time, a pointed green sprout, but it was the only green sprout on the outer edge of the abyss.
The Abyss is the place with the heaviest malevolent energy in the entire Demon Realm. There is only one life form in the world that can grow up there.
Qin Wenxue couldn't bear to see it wither and die from the malevolent energy, so she took it back to Yunmengze when she passed by. Yunmengze was also a desolate place. One day, the little white flower suddenly transformed into a human form. Perhaps because the place where it grew was too dangerous, Shi Wenzhe became mentally unstable and turned into a little fool.
She only knew how to plant flowers and grass in the place where she was rooted, and one kind of planting lasted for a hundred years.
"How old is he?" Qin Wenxue thought, "He doesn't even know how old Shi Wenzhe is."
I brought it back casually, never expecting it to survive, let alone that it could take human form.
I never expected that one day I would see her standing in front of me, safe and sound.
Shi Wenzhe, watching the two people silently lost in a memory, kindly reminded them, "I'm 24 years old."
Ming Shu glared at him, incredulous: "Only 24?! I've examined your bone age; you're clearly over a hundred." He narrowed his eyes and said, "Are you lying to me?"
Shi Wenzhe wanted nothing more than to beat herself up for her thoughtless actions earlier. How could this happen? Heavens above, this is going to kill her!
"Hehehehe." Her legs were trembling with panic, but she managed to hide it under her cloak. Shi Wenzhe laughed awkwardly, "How... how can you be so incredibly clever!"
"I don't know how old I am. I just feel that I am still young and beautiful. I am probably only 16 years old."
Ming Shu muttered a complaint: "Twenty-eight years old is not twenty-four."
"Why do you always undermine me!" Shi Wenzhe glared at him, his pupils blazing with anger.
Ming Shu was startled by the shout and shrank behind Qin Wenxue, muttering in dissatisfaction, "How can a young lady have such a bad temper?"
Qin Wenxue's lips curled up and he chuckled softly. His turn of the head was not obvious, but Shi Wenzhe still saw his smiling eyes, which were like a pool of clear spring water.
"Alright," she relented. "So what if I'm being silly? It's worth it to win a smile from a beauty."
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