Medicine Dao Wanhua

After all, Fang Chen was not willing to let Song Dongxu be fixed for one night, so he tapped his acupoint, and nothing happened until dawn.

When Bai Ji came to knock on the door in the morning, he was not surprised to see Song Dongxu. He had received a call from Song Dongxu before, and he also told him the address here.

For this, Song Dongxu is still grateful, and the joy of finding out that he and Fang Chen are in love last night has not receded until now, so he doesn't care about this person taking his place to accompany Fang Chen to travel up.

Because the hometown of a staff member in this hotel happens to be in a small village in the Qinling Mountains. There is also a hunter in their village who is very familiar with the mountain roads. After giving them a tip, that person is naturally willing to contact them. , and enthusiastically told them which car to take to the village.

After breakfast, they checked out and set off. They will probably be on the mountain for the next few days, so they don't need to stay in this hotel anymore.

After taking a bumpy car all the way to the village the man mentioned, there were already people waiting for them at the entrance of the village.

The old hunter's surname is Li. In this village where most of the surnames are Wang, everyone calls him Lao Li. He has been waiting here since he heard the words from his fellow villagers. Fang Chen and the three of them look very eye-catching , the two sides quickly connected.

"What are you doing in the mountains? Unauthorized hunting is not allowed here now." Although seeing that these people didn't look like they were bringing guys, Lao Li still felt that he had to ask, not to break the law for money.

"We are Chinese medicine students. I heard that there are a lot of wild herbs in the Qinling Mountains, so we came to have a look and gain knowledge." Bletilla striata was the oldest of the three, so it was naturally he who answered the question at this time.

This answer made Lao Li very satisfied. There are also doctors in their village, and it is common for them to go to the mountains to collect herbs.

Then the two started discussing how long to go into the mountain, how far to go, how much money to pay, and so on. When they heard that they would go in for a few days and spend the night on the mountain, Lao Li said that he would bring his son with him. I'm in this line of work, I'm familiar with the road, and it's safe if there are many people.

After hearing his offer, Baiji thought it was okay, so he nodded in agreement, and Lao Li went back to the village to pack his things and asked his son to go on the road together.

During this period, Fang Chen kept staring at the mountain in front of him in a daze. Seeing him like this, Song Dongxu called out several times before he got a response.

"what happened?"

"Just a little nostalgic."

Yes, nostalgia, the mountain in front of me is still that mountain, but there should be a valley of thousands of flowers inside, but I don’t know if I can find a trace.

Thousands of years have passed, and the prosperous times when the top ten sects gathered together in Jianghu have long since vanished. Apart from him, who else knows about that period of the past?

Lao Li's movements were very neat, and soon he came with his son and a large bag of tools. A group of five people went straight into the mountain without stopping.

Qinling's natural resources are indeed very rich, which is completely incomparable to the mountains there. However, when they first entered the mountains, they encountered some common medicinal materials, which they did not pick. This time they came to find some rare medicinal materials.

Stopping and stopping along the way, Lao Li thought that Fang Chen, a thin-looking young man, would be the first to shout tired among them, but he didn't expect that even his tired legs trembled. Not a single tear came out.

Simply incredible.

As the evening approached, a few people found a good place to set up camp. Song Dongxu took care of everything and didn't let Fang Chen do anything. He simply didn't care about it right now. He climbed up a high slope by himself and looked down at it. scenery.

Wanhua Valley is located in the mountains, surrounded by cliffs and cliffs, and can only be reached through a secret tunnel.

The bottom here should have been the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers.

Under his intentional or unintentional guidance along the way, the few people actually headed towards the Ten Thousand Flowers Valley. Even though thousands of years have changed the mountain range, he has never forgotten the general direction.

But at this time, seeing the scenery under the cliff and the densely packed trees, all the anxiety and anticipation in the past turned into an illusion in the end, dissipating like dust.

He stood there, the sky was reddened by the sunset glow, but it couldn't catch his heart, as if he was going to go away with the wind in loneliness.

The slender boy shook slightly, leaning forward as if about to jump off the cliff.

A hand grabbed him suddenly, pulling him back from illusion to reality.

"What are you doing, what if you fall?!" The voice was eager and reproachful, but it was hard to hide the worry in it.

Fang Chen turned his head and saw Song Dongxu with an anxious face.

"Don't worry, I'm not trying to commit suicide." So what if I just fell?Such a height can't trouble him at all.

In the past, he also danced naughtily with his classmates to compete in lightness kung fu by jumping in the star picking tower, but now everything is gone.

"...This used to be my home." The hoarse voice was inaudible, maybe he didn't want anyone to hear it.

"Although my masters are not many in number, they are all amazingly talented... Who in the world does not know that the romantic and famous scholars in Ten Thousand Flowers Valley are the best in the world..."

He was talking intermittently, talking about his adoptive father and master, talking about his brothers in the same school, and talking about what kind of scenery there used to be here.

Song Dongxu stopped Bai Ji from coming to ask with his eyes, and quietly listened to Fang Chen's never-before-known stories. Even though the sense of violation in the stories was very strong, he didn't ask a word.

The person next to him just wants to have an audience, so he just needs to listen.

Fang Chen kept talking and talking, saying that he didn't even know that tears fell in the end.

"...Now there is nothing here, there is no Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, no adoptive father, and no master..."

"They don't want to see you like this." The big rough hand wiped the tears on his face. For the first time, the delicate skin did not make Song Dongxu feel distracted. At this time, he was full of distress, "They just want to see Be happy for you, and be merry."

Maybe it was the secret that was no longer hidden and he was relieved, maybe it was crying that made him feel relaxed, or maybe it was Song Dongxu's clumsy comforting effect. After crying, Fang Chen finally let go of the last knot in his heart, and really started to be the same as the past. farewell.

"You're right. They don't want to see me sad. My adoptive father always said that a man would never shed tears lightly. What he hates the most are tears."

Wiping his face carelessly, Fang Chen took a deep breath, and when he saw the scenery below the cliff, he was already relieved.

"Since there is no Valley of Thousand Flowers in this world, I will build it. One day, the reputation of Qingyan Wanhua will spread throughout the country and be praised by the world."

Yes, he is a member of the Wanhua Sect, and he should be the one who reorganizes Wanhua, instead of hurting the spring and the autumn like the little daughter.

The bright smile reveals his confidence in himself and Wanhua, and Wanhuagu, who was once amazingly talented, will definitely return to this world again.

No matter how difficult it is, he will definitely do it.

"I'll be with you forever."

A firm voice sounded beside him, making his smile deeper.

"Okay, then it's a deal, and you can't go back on your word."

"Never regret it."

--Finish--

The author has something to say: The ending method I learned from my friends is said to be called an open ending (no slaps in the face, escape——