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Chapter 43 The old relationship is a tree full of flowers blooming just for him...
The hanged ones said, "A general."
"General Nian."
"It is said that he died under the sacred tree."
"Why the jade carving club?"
"Is it because of those two swords just now?"
"It should be..."
The people hanging upside down turned their heads to look at Xiao Fuxuan, who had drawn out the sword, with puzzled expressions on their faces.
Only when Wu Xingxue heard the phrase "death under the divine tree", he dipped his finger on his side. It's very strange, at that moment, he actually felt an uncomfortable feeling in his heart, as if he had seen how that person "died under the sacred tree".
He was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously reached out to the jade carving.
The hanged people were shocked and shouted hurriedly.
"That statue can't be touched!"
"That was carved by Shenmu himself and cannot be blasphemed..."
"Apart from itself, whoever touches it will come out—"
Before the word "thing" was finished, they stopped in unison, and fell into a dazed "confusion".
Because they saw Wu Xingxue holding the jade carving, but nothing happened. Only a long wind swept across the temple, as if something in the jade statue woke up for a moment.
Xiao Fuxuan grabbed Wu Xingxue's wrist, saw the square eyelashes trembling slightly, and asked, "What?"
After a long time, Wu Xingxue opened his mouth and said, "No."
no.
At the moment when he held the jade statue, he felt a spiritual consciousness wrapped around his fingertips and melted into his body.
It's like a fragment he left in the jade statue, and now it has finally been found.
The moment his spiritual consciousness melted into his fingertips, he remembered something.
About Shenmu, about Bai Jiang.
A long time ago, when there was no Lingtai, there was a towering giant tree on Luohuatai. It ascended to the sky and descended to the ground. Its branches were lush and covered like clouds. The reincarnation of life and death in the world is on this giant tree——
Whenever a baby falls to the ground in the world, it will pull out a new green branch and give birth to a flower bud. Whenever someone dies in body or body and leaves the world, another flower will fall from the tree.
Ordinary people can't see it, but those who are born or dying can see it once by chance.
There used to be some people who escaped from the dead and were lucky enough to save their lives. After recovering, they always said that they saw a sacred tree on the Falling Flower Terrace. Over time, there have been rumors of various "colors" about Shenmu.
According to rumors, Shenmu has the appearance of being half withered and half prosperous - the top of the canopy is full of flowers, and from a distance, it looks like the boundless clouds under the sunset. But at the bottom of the canopy and the depths of the branches, flowers continue to fall, no matter the spring and autumn, it never stops.
Those fallen petals can cover twelve mountains, floating in the mountain streams, reflecting the flowing water with a cherry red "color". So Luohuatai has a grand scene, which is famous all over the world but some people can see it, called "white water flows into the mountains, red flows into the wild".
That grand scene is the life and death of the mortal world, representing the entire human world.
The rumors spread more and more widely, so people built a temple on the Falling Flower Terrace to enshrine the giant tree that ordinary people can't see.
Things related to life and death are always particularly attractive. The temple was once one of the most lively places in the world. Many people stepped on the threshold and made various visions there.
At first, those visions were mostly about life and death—a prayer for a new life, a recovery from a deep wound, a peace, or a hundred years.
Later, it became more and more complicated. So for a long time, people looked at Moshu and felt that it had no meaning.
Rumors say that Shenmu listened to the joys and sorrows and prayers of many mortals, and slowly gave birth to a human side. Gradually, the rumors about Shenmu added some words and phrases.
——Those who had a chance to see Shenmu said that they once saw a ghostly shadow on the lush branches of Shenmu, as if someone was holding a branch, sitting among the flowers, and looking down at the increasingly lively Luohuatai.
Because of the relationship between Shenmu, more and more houses are built on Luohuatai Mountain. Many people who travel from south to north will come here in March when everything is born, and gradually the prototype of the market will take shape.
But there is a truth in the world that everyone doesn't like, but it always becomes a prophecy, called "good times don't last long".
Even Shenmu couldn't escape this sentence.
At first, people who heard about Shenmu still prayed. Later, there will be people who are greedy and have evil thoughts.
Since Shenmu represents the reincarnation of life and death and the rolling forward years, then... if you can find a way to borrow a little bit of Shenmu's power?
Can it bring people back to life, and can they bring back the years of white life?
This statement made many people sigh and salivate. As a result, the existence of Shenmu is no longer the same as before, with protection and stability.
Those omnipotent methods have caused a lot of trouble-some people died because of Shenmu, and some people died because of Shenmu...
These troubles have become karmic obstacles, entangled on the sacred tree.
According to rumors, it is precisely because Shenmu has a human side and is entangled in these karmic obstacles, so it cannot escape the laws of the world - it has doom.
In the year of Shenmu Yingjie, the world was not very good, and the war was in chaos.
At that time, there was no such thing as Langzhou and Meng, and there were scattered "chaotic" borders everywhere.
A small country in the southwest gathers together, and it is the place where the fire of war is most prosperous. Later, even the ten-year-old Nian rushed into the battlefield with a cold sword and sword.
That autumn eve, when the moon was supposed to be full, there was a sad scene in the southwest——
On one side, the battle of Jiamingzhiye, which had no name at the time, had just ended, and the remnants of the fire were burning in the vast wilderness.
On the other side is the thunder on the Falling Flower Platform, and the electric light falls from the nine heavens, like an airtight net, splitting one by one at the place where the sacred tree is.
That year that was covered in blood came from the end of the mountains towards Shenmu at that time...
He looked seventeen or eighteen years old, with a vague age between his brows and eyes, but he was covered by a suffocating aura that was as sharp as cold iron. His waist and legs are long and he should be tall, but because he was exhausted and covered in injuries, he couldn't stand straight.
At first glance, it was killed from the fire.
He had a long sword in one hand and a bloody cloth on his back.
When he was going over the mountains, he staggered with his sword in his hands. The blood was covered with blood, and two thin arms hung down. The arms were full of wounds and scars. Experienced people could see from a distance - it was a small child, dead.
In the past two years, on the edge of the battlefield, always met such children.
Even if they die of starvation, they will not be able to live and die. They will be eaten up by beasts, evil things or other extremely hungry people, and they will end up with no bones left. There are very few people who die like this.
When Nian arrived under the sacred tree, it happened to be the gap between the thunder and the whole Luohuatai fell into a short period of tranquility.
It is said that ordinary people cannot see the sacred tree, so people who come to Luohuatai often go straight to the temple, and do not really look up to find the invisible giant tree.
But that year, he did not go to the direction of the temple. He stood under the tree with his sword, swallowed the blood between his lips, and raised his head.
His eyebrows and eyes are extremely handsome. If he is cleansed of blood and suffocation, he should be a young man who is as cold as jade and high-spirited. Too bad he doesn't have that day anymore.
Because after swallowing the blood, he whispered in a hoarse voice, "I saw you..."
Legend has it that only those who are born or dying can see the sacred tree.
When he saw it, it meant he was about to die.
His eyes reflected the blue-black sky light, and for a moment, he seemed to see the whole sacred tree clearly, and saw the depths of the canopy. After a while, he swallowed hard, lowered his eyes, and whispered: "It's not the same as the legend..."
The Shenmu that night was indeed different from the legend. It had endured dozens of thunderstorms, and it was covered with long ravines. There are not many flowers left on its branches, but the ground is full of withered petals. It is not like clouds and clouds like the legend, nor does the moon reflect the "color" of rouge.
The blood and energy of the year will be exhausted, and it is not easy to support Luohuatai.
After he lowered his eyes, he knelt down halfway along the sword. With his last strength, he dug some soil at the bottom of the tree and buried the child's corpse on his back.
Folks often say that if a person can be protected by a sacred tree after death, he will be able to live happily and live a long life in the next life.
He covered the soil, and finally couldn't hold it any longer, rolled over and fell down. He still held the sword in one hand, lowered his head, and slowly lowered his thin eyelids, narrowing them into long and narrow lines.
Blood flowed down his forehead, into the deep eye sockets, and into his eyes.
At that time, his consciousness was already chaotic, and there was blood left in front of him, and he couldn't see or hear clearly. So, when he vaguely heard a vague voice asking him, "Who is the buried person?", he blinked slowly, without saying a word.
He sneered at himself, feeling that he had seen the hallucination before he died. But he still pressed his lips and said in a barely audible voice, "I picked it up..."
A child who had nothing to do with him instinctively grabbed him with the last bit of strength when he was menstruating.
It should be fear of dying, or fear of being eaten by others will hurt after death.
It took him a long time to answer before he suddenly remembered that the question was inexplicable.
Legend has it that Shenmu turned into a human side, and someone once saw a vague shadow in the canopy of trees.
Nian's hand holding the sword clenched a little more, he panted and swallowed the smell of blood surging in his throat, his Adam's apple slipped several times. He wanted to open his eyes to see if there was really such a person in the canopy, but he couldn't blink the blood away, so he couldn't see clearly.
He felt that the vague voice was also a little weak and seemed to be suffering, not much different from him.
He remembered the mysterious lightning light he had seen before, and became a little pale.
If Shenmu can really transform people, those long ravines should be very painful. No wonder...the voice was so soft.
He was thinking to himself, and the Shenmu seemed to be able to hear it, and rustled a few times.
It is also possible that the rustling sound is still just a vision before death.
When he thought so, the sky suddenly lit up, and the last few thunders fell from the Nine Heavens, and aimed at the root of Shenmu. Nian blinked in the electric light, and blood droplets fell to the ground along the eyelashes.
Does it hurt?
about to die...
he thought.
At the moment when the blood smeared into the soil, the long sword suddenly held up that year and blocked the thunder on his body with his shoulders.
At the last moment of this life, what flashed in his mind was the corpse that could not be seen in the wilderness, and the appearance of the god tree with dead petals on the ground. He thought: Open your eyes in the next life, you can see your flowers...
Shenmu has heard prayers since its inception. Every man wants something, and always wants to be sheltered by it.
This is the first and only time that someone has sheltered it with a mortal body.
And that year, he closed his eyes for a long time, and could not open them again.
So couldn't see it. After his death, the phantom in the high canopy slowly condensed into a real person.
After a long time, people still couldn't see Shenmu, but they found a pair of skeletons at the place where Shenmu was. There was a military plaque on the waist of the skeleton.
According to rumors, it was a general who died under a tree, seventeen or eighteen years old, not yet the weak crown.
After his death, the place where the blood was filled with jade essence, the bright and cold white "color" surrounded the whole sacred tree.
The temple dedicated to the sacred tree also suddenly had a jade sculpture with a certain one. The sculpture was of a Leng Junnian leaning on a towering giant tree.
People were amazed and wondered where the out of thin jade carving came from. Later, someone said that the night before the jade carving, a figure in plain clothes seemed to enter the temple and disappeared like a cloud and mist.
So people said that the figure was the person transformed by the divine tree, and that the jade carving was carved by himself for the very young general who died under the tree.
When think about it, those legends are inseparable from eight and nine, there is only one thing, even the legends have never known.
Those who have hand-carved jade statues know it best...
Wu Xingxue remembered that when he carved the jade statue, he put a touch of his spirit into it, and also clicked a drop of blood from the man—
In this way, if that person was reincarnated and returned to the human world, if he had the fate to come to this temple again, if the spirit and blood of the jade statue could smell the familiar spirit...the towering jade tree that Nian leaned against would recognize it. .
He was born in Shenmu, and since he was born, the only unrelated words he heard came from that person: "It hurts so much, and I will die on the left and right. When I open my eyes in the next life, I can see your flowers."
At that time, he did not expect that Shenmu would be sealed and detained in such a forbidden place together with the temple. He also did not expect that when the former general Nian lived again, he would be summoned to immortality at a young age because of his connection with Shenmu back then, and received the word "exempt" from God.
Back then, when he first saw Xiao Fuxuan come up with a long sword on the high white jade steps, and smelled the familiar scent of the soul, he felt a little regret in his heart.
It's not that it's a pity that the reincarnated person won't have the memory of his past life, but it's a pity that he can't see the white jade statue, which hides a little thank you gift from him.
Xiao Fuxuan had never known about that thought, and had been forgotten by himself for more than 20 years. Unexpectedly, at this time, because of such an opportunity and a ray of spiritual knowledge, I would think of this fragment.
Unexpectedly, they actually stood in this temple again.
So... when Xiao Fuxuan swept the entire temple with two pardoning sword intents, the jade tree that hid the gift of thanks recognized the spirit and burst into buds.
It was a tree full of flowers for him alone.