C21

Twisted blue, also known as "southern ginseng", folk also called it "immortal herbs."

Twisted blue belongs to the herbaceous climbing plant, its stems are thin and weak, branched, with longitudinal ribs and grooves, glabrous or sparsely pubescent.

Twisted Blue was a kind of mild and gloomy climate. It was mostly wild under the shade of the forest and on the edge of the cliff. It was no wonder that it would grow here, under the shelter of the tall trees and the fertile soil.

Qi Mu sat on the ground for a while. A pair of hands that had been scraped red by the sand and had started to bleed were slowly stroking the blue leaves. Her movements were gentle. She had a smile on her face, as if she was looking at her own child.

Twisted Blue, the three-inch paradise of her despair.

As long as she harvested the blue, brought it back, basked it in the sun, and sold it in the town, she would have the original funds. Leaving a few more seeds to nurture, the family would no longer have to worry about food and clothing. Yang Yang could also go to school, and his sister would have a good time when she returned.

Thinking about the good days to come.

In that instant, her delicate and pretty face was somewhat soul-stirring. She raised her head and looked at the cliff where she had fallen from the sky. Her neck was stretched out and her face was elegantly tilted to the side.

She was still on the cliff, carrying her basket.

Without a basket on her back, what would she use to store all this "gold and silver"?

With a slight wry smile, she stopped hesitating and used her hands to prop herself up. She stood up shakily, walked a few steps, leaned her body against a thick tree trunk, and took deep breaths to rest.

Qi Mu lowered his head to look at his clothes. When he had fallen down, they had been torn to shreds. The old clothes were now hanging on his body like a broken bag.

Seeing this, Qi Mu's eyes narrowed and the corner of his lips raised. He relaxed a little bit. Luckily, it was not a new set of clothes.

After she had rested for a while, her body no longer ached from the pain. She picked up a nearby branch and used it as a walking stick to find her way up. She had to bring down the basket and collect the Gyokuro.

When Qi Mu's figure gradually disappeared into the distance, the tall tree that she was originally leaning on trembled slightly. A man's body gracefully floated down.

He was wearing embroidered black clothes. He had a handsome face and a slender figure. He had a pair of peach blossom eyes that seemed to be smiling yet not smiling. His eyes were so deep and dangerous that no one could read his mind.

He only stood for a short moment before a gentle breeze blew. The corner of his clothes fluttered as he headed towards the cliff where Qi Mu had fallen. His figure was graceful and elegant.

As the wind blew past, it was as though that person had never been here before.

After a long while, Qi Mu finally found her way. Her body was almost touching the ground, and sand and pebbles were rubbing against her skin. She ignored herself and continued to climb. The slope was the slowest she could find.

Her time was limited, and she had to do her best before the sun went down. Otherwise, when it got dark, it would be even more troublesome for her.

The road at night was still the road at night in the mountain forest. She had never walked it, nor did she have such a big heart.

The place where the Seven Desires touched the ground left red spots. Under the sunlight, it was so beautiful that it could be clearly seen as it wailed.

"Sigh, I've finally found it."

He looked at the familiar basket on his back and thought of the blue one at the bottom of the cliff. For a moment, she felt full of strength again, and then she carried him on her back, heading back the way she came.

The sunlight was weaker than before, and it wasn't as dazzling as before.

"..."

With a basket full of blue baskets on her back, Qi Mo walked on the village in the dark. When she saw the glimmer of light from the thatched cottage in the distance, she smiled and walked away with a pale smile.

Up ahead, they were almost there. It was her home.

Qi Mu didn't know how many steps he had taken before he heard his parents cheapening him.

"Mu Er, Mu Er …"

Hearing the familiar voice, her heart relaxed a little. She opened her mouth to reply, but before she could cry out, her head hurt. Her vision turned dark and her body fell to the ground.

With a "Peng" sound, Qi Mu fell on the ground, and the mincemeat in his basket scattered all over the ground.

"Quick, carry Mu Er inside."

The mother yelled at Ye Dazhuang with red eyes.

Ye Dazhuang didn't say anything. His hands and feet moved swiftly, carefully carrying Qi Mu and walking into the house.

The cheap mother trotted behind him, her eyes filled with unspeakable anxiety and heartache.

Yang Yang, who was waiting inside the room for his sister to return, also hurriedly ran out when he heard the voice outside. Under the weak light, he stared at Qi Mu's face and cried out, wailing at the top of his lungs.

"Father, Mother, sister's face, sister is bleeding, is sister going to die?" "I don't want it, I don't want it …"

The whole family was busy making a ruckus.

The basket outside the house, the ground, has been forgotten.