Almighty Appraiser

Chapter 678 Two Flowers Bloom (End Chapter)

Shenjiawan Village.

When Yang Xiujuan woke up in the morning, she found that her husband Shen Kaishan was not in the house.

I searched around the house, but found no one.

Yang Xiujuan muttered a few words, then went to make breakfast.

At almost nine o'clock in the morning, Shen Kaishan pushed open the courtyard door and went home with his hands behind his back.

"The food is in the pot, heat it yourself."

Yang Xiujuan stood up, looked into the yard, said something, and then continued to wipe the tiles.

Shen Kaishan let out an "oh", put the cigarette pot in his hand on the window sill, did not go to the kitchen, but sat in front of the building with a chair and lost his mind.

Yang Xiujuan came out to change the water after wiping the floor tiles in one room, only to find Shen Kaishan sitting in the yard in a daze.

"What happened to you today?"

Yang Xiujuan asked while receiving water.

Shen Kaishan still looked at a certain place and said: "I dreamed about our father last night."

"The old man scolded me, saying why I didn't take good care of Yunfeng baby."

"I burned paper a few days ago, and Yunfeng also called me, saying that he would be back in a few days. How could such a good person have such a dream?"

Yang Xiujuan turned off the tap, feeling a little strange.

"Call Yunfeng now and ask when he will come back." Shen Kaishan looked away from a certain place, got up and said to his wife, "Maybe it's because I didn't go to the old man's grave to burn paper on October [-]st. Happy."

Yang Xiujuan shook her head, wiped her hands on her apron, and went to find her cell phone.

Standing on the steps of the first floor, Shen Kaishan heard the voices of his wife and children talking from the room. He glanced at the place where the old ancestors of the Shen family were buried from a distance, and said to himself: "Dad, Isn’t this child fine? Why are you scolding me in a dream, and saying that nothing will happen to Yunfeng as long as you are here.”

"Oh, you are old, don't be angry, when Shen Yunfeng comes back, I will ask him to burn more paper for you and your ancestors."

After chanting, seeing that my wife also hung up the phone, I changed my shoes at the door and went in and asked, "What did the child say?"

"Driving, he said he was going to work." Yang Xiujuan began to wipe the tiles in another room.

"Didn't you say when you'll be back?" Shen Kaishan asked standing at the door of the bedroom.

"It's probably just the next few days," Yang Xiujuan rubbed her waist and said, "I told you that girl Xu will come over too."

"Hehe, that's good, that's good." Shen started walking towards the kitchen happily.

Only one type of plant can survive on barren, barren land.

That is the other shore flower.

A small, pure white flower.

Legend has it that the Bana flower has always bloomed two flowers, one growing on the cliff of the long river that is as dark as ink, and the other growing in a place called Bian.

As for where is the other shore, you can only find it by crossing the long bridge over the long river.

On the long bridge, the figure suddenly rose up, and when he rushed towards Shen Yunfeng, Shen Yunfeng didn't realize it, and stared blankly at a certain place in the long river.

A small white flower growing on a cliff caught his attention.

So much so that he didn't know when the figure in sackcloth descended from the sky and appeared behind him.

"The white flower is called the Bana flower. Its growth period is as short as 600 years and as long as 3000 years. Because it grows on the bank, it has absorbed the inexhaustible yin and qi in the river for hundreds of thousands of years. The breath of the undead, so the effect of the other shore flower is hard to find in the world."

Hearing voices behind him, Shen Yunfeng turned his head.

In front of him was a face that he could never forget.

"grandfather!"

Shen Yunfeng exclaimed, holding the man in sackcloth in his arms, weeping uncontrollably.

Thousands of words turned into the word "Grandpa".

Shen Linghan patted Shen Yunfeng lightly, and said with a smile: "Silly boy, why are you here?"

Looking at Shen Yunfeng's tear-filled eyes, he said, "However, if you don't come, Grandpa may not be able to see the flowers blooming on the other side."

On the bank of the long river, on a cliff seven or eight feet high from the river, the many white flowers of the other shore swayed and grew gracefully with the gusts of wind blowing from the river.

The flowers bloom exceptionally brightly, with a coquettish beauty.

Not far away, a figure in sackcloth walked over hesitantly.

Seeing Shen Linghan and Shen Yunfeng's grandfather and grandson talking, the figure in sackcloth paused.

Standing in the distance, he shook his head at Shen Linghan and walked quickly towards the bank of the long river.

In the black mist, countless pairs of eyes were staring at the unusually alluring Bana flower. They saw a figure flying towards the cliff, and the figures in the dark were about to move.

Shen Linghan glanced around lightly, and snorted coldly, those black figures that were about to move were unwillingly hidden in the black mist, howling in pain.

The sackclothed figure who was flying towards the Bana flowers had already stepped on a protruding rock on the cliff at a few minutes, and reached out to pick off the Bana flowers.

Waved to Shen Linghan from afar.

Following his grandfather's gaze, Shen Yunfeng glanced at the cliff in the distance, looked at his grandfather with a "huh" and said, "Brother Shen is also here, I thought he was in a small fishing village along the coast."

The long river began to set off huge waves, and the overwhelming black fog became thicker and thicker.

Shen Linghan pulled Shen Yunfeng, squeezed away other sackclothed figures in line, walked up to the old woman, bowed slightly, and said with a smile: "Mrs. Meng, I will lend you a bowl of soup."

The old woman who scooped up the soup passed the bowl of soup in her hand to the figure in front of her without raising her head. After he finished drinking, she took the bowl and added the soup and said slowly, "Old man Shen, what is the reason this time?"

Shen Linghan sighed and said, "This time it's for my little grandson, Mrs. Meng, just buy me some thin noodles and give me half a bowl."

Granny Meng looked up at Shen Yunfeng who was standing behind Shen Linghan, poured out more than half of the soup in the bowl, and handed it over.

"I said, how can there be a breath of life."

After Shen Yunfeng took the bowl and drank it, Mrs. Meng glanced at Shen Yunfeng and said to Shen Linghan: "It seems that all your abilities have been passed on to him."

Shen Linghan laughed, thanked Mrs. Meng, pulled Shen Yunfeng, got off the long bridge, and walked in the direction Shen Yunfeng came from.

With a mournful face in silence, he followed far behind.

Walking to the dark cave entrance, Shen Linghan stuffed the Bana flower into Shen Yunfeng's hand, looked at Shen Yunfeng dotingly and said, "The reason why I want to walk the Yangquan Road is because of this Bana flower."

"After you drink Pozi Meng's soup, you will forget everything you saw just now. When you see Zhou Lingxiao and give him the Bianhua, Zhou Lingxiao will understand what to do."

"Grandpa, when can we meet again?" Shen Yunfeng looked down at the small white flower in his hand and asked with tears in his eyes.

"Hahaha, I will go back as soon as the matter here is over."

Shen Linghan smiled and moved away the stone slab blocking the entrance of the cave.

Shen Yunfeng held back his tears, took one last look at his grandfather, waved to Shen Mo who was standing in the distance, turned and walked into the entrance of the cave.

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