Chapter 51

"This spirit fog flower..." Lin Hongyu said as she walked, slowly telling the story of the spirit fog flower.

It is said that long ago, there lived a hunter at the foot of Lingwu mountain. The male owner's name is Zhang Ji. He is a well-known hunter. He is very agile. His wife's name is Zhao Mei. She is very beautiful and virtuous. They are very loving and live a happy life.

However, disaster came from heaven, and Zhao Mei was terminally ill. Zhang was so worried that he went around for medical treatment, but he still didn't get better. He visited famous doctors hundreds of miles around, but they all said they were helpless.

Soon after, Zhao Mei was seriously ill and was dying. Zhang Jishou wept beside his wife and held Zhao Mei's thin hands tightly.

Zhao Mei felt that she was running out of oil and the lamp was dry. She was about to die soon. She didn't want her husband to watch her leave. Afraid that Zhang Ji was too sad, he said with difficulty, "brother Zhang, I want to see Lingwu flowers. Can you pick some for me?"

"OK, Mei Mei, go to sleep first and I'll pick it for you." Zhang Wuji agreed when he heard his wife's weak voice.

Zhang Jifan didn't care to eat, so he went up the mountain with a rope. The Lingwu flower is blue in color and very beautiful. Sometimes he will pick it back and give it to his wife when he finds it in hunting. Zhao Mei also likes it very much, but what she doesn't know is that the Lingwu peanuts are very rare and difficult to pick on the cliffs. Zhang Ji can pick them carefully every time.

After Zhang Ji went up the mountain, with many years of hunting experience, he soon picked more than a dozen Lingwu flowers. According to the past days, she can go down the mountain and give it to Zhao Mei. She will be happy to see so many Lingwu flowers. But thinking of his wife's illness, this may be the last time he gave her flowers, so he wanted to pick more flowers in his heart.

After a long time, exhausted Zhang Ji had picked a small half of the Lingwu flowers in the medicine basket. When he was resting, he counted a total of 98, so he wanted to pick two more to round up.

On a steep cliff, Zhang Ji found a spirit fog flower. He tied one end of the rope tightly to the tree and put the other end down the cliff. I climbed down the rope and picked the spirit fog flowers.

Zhang Ji grabbed the rope and slid down slowly. There was a drizzle in the sky, which made the rope a little slippery. Zhang Ji, who was already tired, felt more tired, but he still bit his teeth and climbed down.

Zhang Ji climbed down slowly and hard, and finally reached the cliff where the spirit fog flowers bloom. His left hand reached out to pick the spirit fog flowers, and his right hand clung to the rope. When Zhang Ji caught the spirit fog flower, his mind relaxed a little, his right hand slipped and fell from the sky.

Zhang Ji's mind was blank. He closed his eyes and held the Lingwu flower tightly. Seeing that he was about to fall off the bottom of the cliff, his bones were gone. Suddenly, an aura wrapped Zhang Ji, who fell rapidly, took him back to the top of the mountain.

"It's too dangerous to collect medicine on rainy days. Go back quickly!" it turned out that a passing fairy saved Zhang Ji.

Zhang Ji saw that he was not dead. When he heard the sound, he opened his eyes and saw an old man standing next to him. I think he saved himself. The old man must be an immortal.

"Old fairy, please save my lady!" Zhang Jili knelt down and cried bitterly.

Seeing that there was another secret, the old immortal patiently listened to Zhang Ji's cry. The old immortal was moved by what Zhang Ji did, so he flew back to Zhang Ji's home at the foot of the mountain with him. When Zhang Ji happily carried the medicine basket with 99 Lingwu flowers on his back and opened the door, he found that his wife had stopped breathing. Zhang Ji was immediately paralyzed and cried.

Seeing that the couple loved each other so much, the old fairy used the immortal method to call back Zhao Mei's soul and bring her back to life. After the separation of yin and Yang, the couple met again. They hugged each other excitedly and didn't want to let go for a long time. Then they must leave the old immortal as a guest and cook a meal for the old immortal to repay their great kindness.

It was inconvenient for the old immortal to stay, but he could not shirk their hospitality. He picked up Zhang Ji's medicine basket containing 99 Lingwu flowers and said, "everything in the world has a cause and a fruit. Therefore, you are bound to me, so I will take this thing and end this good relationship." after that, the old immortal disappeared and left.

Finally, the legend evolved a saying that as long as a man personally went to Lingwu mountain to pick 99 Lingwu flowers and send them to a beloved woman. After the woman takes it, they will be able to get married and grow old.

Therefore, as long as there are children married in Tianping County, the family must find a way to get some Lingwu flowers and decorate them at home for good luck.

"Ninety nine Lingwu flowers are so romantic!" Lin Hongyu sighed slowly after telling the story.

"Young master Liu, will you give Lingwu flowers to your favorite woman in the future?" Lin Hongyu turned around and stared at Liu Yu with hopeful eyes. His eyes are full of love, just like autumn water.

"A man of practice should have a pure heart and few desires, and don't consider the feelings between men and women." Liu Yu lowered his head and said without seeing it.

After listening to this touching legend, Liu Yuxin also looked forward to a sincere love relationship. He hoped that he would meet a fellow woman and get married and fly together in the future.

"Hum!" hearing Liu Yu's ruthless words, Lin Hongyu turned around angrily, and Wang Lun looked at Liu Yu with deep meaning.

"If only I could receive beautiful Lingwu flowers like the legendary Mrs. Zhao Mei!" Lin Hongyu whispered.

Although Lin Hongyu's voice is very low, Wang Lun, who has been paying full attention, still listens very clearly. Wang Lun's cold face showed a trace of abnormality. He clenched the long knife in his hand and seemed to have made some decision.

Lin Hongyu was lying on the windowsill with a head on her shoulder. Looking at the spirit fog mountain surrounded by misty rain, inexplicable sadness lit up in my heart. Liu Yu returned to Lingwu mountain villa from the mountain and soon it began to rain. This drizzle is like falling in Lin Hongyu's heart, watering out his enthusiasm.

Lin Hongyu thought of trying to please Liu Yu again and again, but he always ignored himself, with an expression of refusing people thousands of miles away. This made Lin Hongyu hesitate in her heart. Whether everything she did was self affectionate and wishful thinking. It made her feel a little unbearable to please him like this.

Whether I really fell in love with him or his status as an immortal. Lin Hongyu was confused about whether to insist on doing so in the future.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier. After dinner, Lin Hongyu returns to the guest room without looking for Liu Yu. She is more and more lost. Listening to the sound of the rain outside made her feel homesick. This trip was not as beautiful as expected. Lin Hongyu decided to go home tomorrow. Being unaccompanied was a little boring, so I embroidered to pass the time.