Zanxing

Gui Diaotang ignored Bu Jiang, and still carefully and little by little scattered those flower seeds, as if he was certain that these flower seeds would bloom.

No wonder Jiang thought, no wonder the succubus would call him a fool. Even if he sows flowers here for a lifetime, it is impossible for him to achieve what he wants.

She knew that the flowers of the world growing on Heishi Mountain would be tantamount to idiotic dreams, but maybe it was because the other party planted flowers too firmly, or maybe it was because of a secret curiosity and expectation, but Jiang would also grow flowers at the same time every day. Come to Heishi Mountain and watch ghost carvings planting flowers.

One day, two days, three days. January, February, March.

The flower seeds have not bloomed, and Heishi Mountain is still bare.

Bu Jiang sat on the tree, looked at Gui Diaotang who was throwing flower seeds under the tree, and said casually: Why are you so persistent? You have also seen that there are no flowers growing on Heishi Mountain.

Gui Diaotang not only sowed the flower seeds, but also watered these flower seeds with magic energy, trying to urge and protect these weak flower seeds to grow up. In Bu Jiang's eyes, he was really a bit stupid.

Gui Diaotang ignored her teasing, turned around and continued walking, but Bu Jiang jumped down from the tree and said: You can't grow flowers here, I tried it, it doesn't work.

Gui Diaotang paused, turned around, and looked at Bu Jiang squarely for the first time.

Bu Jiang said: I also planted flowers here before.

He looked at her quietly for a long time, and asked, how did it turn out?

Bu Jiang shrugged: Not a single flower has grown.

When Bu Jiang first left the Demon Realm for Duzhou, he fell in love with a man. He is an ordinary mortal, not a monk, does not know how to practice martial arts, and is the young master of a wealthy family. He was born pure and gentle, a gentleman like jade, when Bu Jiang approached him and spoke, he would blush.

There is a large medicine garden in that young master's house. In the southeast corner of the medicine garden, a separate area has been opened up to grow flowers. It is full of peonies, peonies, poppies, and roses. A large piece of colorful, I like it very much.

She had a good time there.

It's just that the demons are born passionate and romantic, and the human race is different from the demons, so they can't make it to the end after all. In the end, Bu Jiang wanted to leave Duzhou and return to the Demon Realm, and the shy young master was discussing at home that he would marry his well-matched bride next month.

The young master didn't know the identity of Jiang Mozu, he just thought that this cruel woman was going to abandon him for the sake of the powerful. Before the long steps in the mountain, he caught up panting, and handed Bu Jiang a handful of flower seeds.

The young man's eyes were red, he pursed his lips and did not look at Jiang's face, and said in a muffled voice: Don't you like flowers? You can take these flower seeds and plant them in the yard when you return to your hometown. Maybe occasionally Think of this.

Bu Jiang was silent for a long time, and finally took over the flower seeds.

She brought the flower seeds back to Black Rock City, planted them on the Black Rock Mountain, watered them with a lot of magic energy, and took care of them every day. But these flower seeds never bloomed. Later, she couldn't bear it any longer. She dug up the soil and found that most of the flower seeds had rotted, or they had been eaten up by bugs in the ground.

She sat in front of the flower seeds for a whole day, when the succubus came to her and snorted when she saw her, Is it possible that your brain is flooded and you are planting flowers here? Don't you know that in the devil world, there is no way to grow flowers? A flower out of the world.

Some things are destined not to be forced.

Bu Jiang later went back to the place where he used to be. The young master's family was ruined and his life was difficult. The medicine garden was sold to another family, and the other family turned over the medicine garden to plant fruit trees. Those clusters of blooming flowers can no longer see traces of the past. The young master of Qingjun in those days is now a white-haired old man with a stooped back. He walked past her, unable to see her face clearly because of his old age, so he asked suspiciously: Girl, who are you looking for?

Bu Jiang stood calmly for a moment, said: I found the wrong person. Turned and left.

The rain was still pattering down, she looked at the man in the green shirt in front of her, and suddenly felt that she had overlapped with the young self who planted flowers here back then.

She laughed: Are you planting flowers here for a woman?

The way he looked at those flowers was gentle and full of memories, which made this demon look like an ordinary mortal.

Fragile mortals who feel sad when a flower blooms and withers.

Bu Jiang walked to Gui Diaotang's side, spread out her palm, and from her palm, a handful of gorgeous seeds gradually floated up. These seeds are beautiful, colorful and glowing. She threw it casually, and the flower seeds fell into the soil underground.

Gui Diaotang looked at her lightly.

Flowers in the human world cannot grow here, except for this kind of magic flower. Bu Jiang said with a smile: Whether it is a ghost flower or a love flower, they can grow on Heishi Mountain. They also look beautiful, and they are more beautiful than these human flowers. Flowers are still dazzling, except that they are not good. She chuckled, They are poisonous.

She looked at Gui Diaotang, and the corner of her mouth twitched: If you want to grow flowers here, it's better to plant these magic flowers. They are not as fragile as the flowers in the world. They don't need to be watered, and they can grow as long as they are sprinkled.

Gui Diaotang stood up and said flatly, I don't like it.

Why? Bu Jiang said with great interest, You are a demon, so you should like the things of the demon. Do you think that the demon world is not as good as the human world?

He didn't speak, and left with a green paper umbrella.

But Jiang didn't care about the flower seeds she sowed. Even if the seeds of the magic flower were sown on the most barren land in Heishi Mountain, they could still take root and sprout, she had no doubts about that. There are some beauties in the world that need to be carefully cared for, and some are beautiful, but caring is unnecessary.

She hasn't been to Heishi Mountain to see the ghost carvings planting flowers for a long time.

Winter is coming soon, and it is snowing heavily in Black Rock City.

The snow particles are large and thick, covering the entire city layer by layer, and the pitch-black mountains and fields are painted with a layer of silvery white, giving the daylight in Black Rock City a second color.

For some reason, Bu Jiang suddenly remembered those flowers and the demon who planted them.

She heard that Gui Diaotang's cultivation had grown rapidly, and the spirit veins of the demon world began to flow again under the power of this man's heavenly demon energy, and he would become the tenth demon king of Black Rock City. Men from the demon race who have been contaminated with power and sit in high positions should no longer remember those flowers.

The woods were piled up with snow like jade. In the jungle, she saw the ghost carving.

He also wore a snow-white cloak over his green shirt, and he looked pale and handsome, like those weak and sentimental young masters in the world. The green and black demon king's power condensed in his hands formed a small barrier, which protected the cluster of flowers under the tree from being infected by the wind and snow.

This is. Bu Jiang's eyes froze.

Those flowers bloomed drippingly and colorfully, each enchanting and eye-catching, it was a blooming magic flower.

Those human seeds planted by Gui Diaotang could not grow here after all, and what he protected with the power of the devil king was the magic flower that would not be broken by ordinary wind and snow at all.

Bu Jiang stared at everything in front of her eyes, and after a while, she said softly, Don't you know? The magic flower is not as fragile as the flowers in the world. These wind and snow can't hurt it.

Gui Diaotang calmly looked at the flowers blooming under the tree, as if what he was doing was something very ordinary. He said, Aren't they also flowers?

Bu Jiang was stunned.

His voice was also flat: Besides, they are also beautiful.

Countless silver-white snow particles fell from the dark sky, fluttering and falling on the man in the blue shirt, covering his cloak with a fluffy snow color. His eyelashes were also stained with some snow particles, forming a unique cyan ink in the sky and the earth, among the pitch-black stone mountains.

For the first time, Bu Jiang felt that this cold and boring black mountain became elegant and charming.

After a long time, she looked at the person in front of her with a smile: It seems that you and I have the same ideas. I like people who know how to appreciate beauty.

Ghost Diaotang. She walked towards him, stared into his eyes and said, My name is Bu Jiang.