Wood Blue Star.
Civilian area.
Just like what I had dreamed in every dream before, on the straight path, enchanting seven-tailed flowers were in full bloom, and the tender green stems and vines were wrapped around the metal railings, winding upwards and climbing up the entire wall, leaving only a few gaps.
Occasionally, a thumb-sized flying insect would follow the scent, but the moment it got close, it would be wrapped in layers of fragrant floral juice by the seven-tailed flower, and would completely lose its ability to move in just a few seconds.
Like the cruel and beautiful flower language of the Nanao flower - to die in sweet indulgence.
He remembered his grandfather telling him that the seven-tailed flower was planted in the year he was born to protect the young him from being harassed by mosquitoes on Mulan Star.
Oddly enough, neither of his parents had the physique to attract mosquitoes, but he was completely the opposite extreme. He Mohai remembered the smile on his grandfather's face when he said this to him. In the blink of an eye, everything had changed.
The seven-tail flower is not easy to grow and is even more expensive. My grandfather used up half of his savings to buy the seeds and spent countless efforts to cultivate the seven-tail flower into its current appearance.
In his memory, his grandfather always smiled and loosened the soil of the Nanao flower with a shovel, and turned his head from time to time to look at the little boy who was sitting in a rattan chair reading a book seriously.
Sixteen years is enough time for the small sprouts to grow into the splendid flower wall today.
He Mo and his grandfather's home is behind the flower wall. It is a home that is neither too big nor too small, warm and comfortable.
Walking to the center of the wall, He Mo pressed his palm against the metal wall. With a crisp beep, a door appeared silently.
"Long time no see, master, welcome back." The intelligent computer Molan always appears at the first moment. The cold metallic voice does not carry any emotion but makes him miss it so much.
It has been a long time since I heard Molan's cold and mechanical voice.
A year ago, he was so shocked by the news of his grandfather's death that he was in a daze. He hurried back home, but was accidentally injured by a student from the mecha department at school. He lost consciousness and lay in the hospital until yesterday.
Others thought that he was only in a coma for a year, but he was the only one who knew clearly that his consciousness went to another incredible and strange world and stayed there for a full five hundred years.
The body he possessed was a poor guy who was driven out by his half-brother and starved to death on the roadside. Somehow his consciousness entered this guy's body, which was considered a bargain.
This guy's body has dual spiritual roots of water and wood. Relying on his outstanding spiritual roots, he was chosen by the immortal master in front of the shocked and horrified eyes of his brother and sister-in-law, and entered the top sect in the world of cultivation, the Beast Taming Sect. However, in just a hundred years, he went from an unknown person who just joined the sect to a famous master. Not only did his strength reach the stage of transformation, but his unique skill in taming beasts made the powerful people in the world of cultivation admire him.
But who would have thought that in addition to his outstanding spiritual roots, his success was also attributed to an unknown martial arts book he accidentally obtained. Later, he named it the Star Art, which, as the name suggests, condenses the power of the stars.
Behind the flower wall is a small garden. The most famous flowers of Mulan Star are planted here. There are also many fruit trees, all of which are He Mo's favorite fruits. Now is the season when flowers are blooming enchantingly. There are only some green and unripe fruits on the fruit trees, and it will take some time before they mature.
The room closest to the garden is the dining room. To the right of the dining room is the kitchen, and in front is the living room. Going up the spiral wooden staircase in the living room, Grandpa and He Mo's rooms are on the left and right of the stairs.
Grandpa's urn was placed in his old room, next to his photos. He Mo quietly opened the door and looked at the unchanged furnishings in the room. Finally, his eyes fell on the kind smile on Grandpa's portrait, and he remained motionless for a long time.
After a long moment, He Mo reached out and stroked the cold material of the photo. A deep sadness flashed across his dark, gentle eyes. "Grandpa, I'm back!"
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