Ximen Yuqing nodded slightly, and explained with a solemn expression: "The fruit of the Xiyan Flower will not mature until thirty years after the Xiyan Flower falls, and it can only be used within an hour after it matures. Otherwise, after this hour, it will quickly decay, turn into water and flow into the soil, moisten the root system, and wait for another thirty years for the Xiyan flowers to bloom and bear fruit in sixty years. The master didn't plan to pick the fruit of the Xiyan flower, because if he took the fruit of the Xiyan flower, the Xiyan flower would also die. Since then, there have been no Xiyan flowers on Xiyan Mountain. Of course, I was not thinking about that, but that it was a place of extreme heat that no one could stand at all, and I had been there for myself last time, and even I could only hold on there for a maximum of an hour. If you continue, you will definitely be grilled as human jerky. ”

Lin Wan was stunned, he didn't expect that there was such a strange thing in this world, it was really unheard of. However, if you think about it carefully, in such a hot place, I am afraid that ordinary fruits will be dried in less than an hour. It is already a miracle that the fruit of the Naxi Yanhua can grow there for so many years, and naturally it cannot be compared with ordinary medicinal herbs.

Seeing that Lin Wan's eyes were full of disappointment, Ximen Yuqing couldn't help but hook his lips and said, "Wan'er, don't worry, we will definitely think of a way." I'll go again at the beginning of June, and maybe we'll be lucky enough to let me meet it just in time for it to ripen?"

Lin Wan nodded gratefully, and said with some hesitation: "But, in that case, there will be no Xiyan Flower in Xiyan Mountain anymore, wouldn't it be a pity?"

Ximen Yuqing shook his head without hesitation and said, "No, if it can clear the cold poison in your body, it is the greatest value of its existence." Xiyan Mountain has no Xiyan Flower, it is still Xiyan Mountain, but if this world does not have you, even if Xiyan Flower and Xiyan Mountain can continue for tens of millions of years, what is the meaning to me?"

Lin Wan looked at Ximen Yuqing in a daze, looking at the pain in his eyes, and couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

The music drifted from afar, and it was a song "Tears of Concubine Xiang", which was poignant and moving, which shocked Lin Wan and Ximen Yuqing, and suddenly their hearts ached, and they couldn't help but turn their heads to look at Jin Ruoxin opposite.

I saw Jin Ruoxin, dressed in white, sitting in front of the piano case, gently brushing the piano, with fluttering skirts, like a fairy, but with a touch of coldness and sorrow.

The two of them listened to the sound of the piano quietly, as if they had forgotten what had just happened, and were completely immersed in the beautiful music.

However, the surging, agitation, regret, pain and sighs in each of their hearts are so clear.

Looking at Jin Ruoxin's figure, looking at the light moonlight in the sky, looking at the night in the distance, and listening to the gentle and tactful music, Lin Wan's heart slowly calmed down.

Ximen Yuqing took a deep breath, and his heart gradually settled down in the entanglement of hope and disappointment. couldn't help but turn her head to glance at Lin Wan, only to see that she was looking at Jin Ruoxin intently, as if nothing had happened just now. It was as if the pain she saw in her eyes was just her wishful thinking.

Unconsciously, it's just a song. I don't know when, Zhou Chengkuan has already walked back, standing outside the water pavilion, standing by the lake, looking at Jin Ruoxin on the other side from a distance, listening to the sound of the piano like fairy music. After waiting for the sound of the piano to stop for a long time, he slowly turned around and walked towards the water pavilion.

Jin Ruoxin finished playing a song, and slowly walked back from the opposite side with warm sleeves. Originally, it could have been played in the water pavilion, but there would never be that kind of artistic conception that is far away in the sky, but close to the ear, and there will be no such dreamlike feeling of "this song should only be in the sky".

Lin Wan asked with concern, "Brother Chengkuan, is Yun'er okay?

Zhou Chengkuan nodded helplessly and said, "Yes, it's so uncomfortable that I only call 'nurse', crying and making trouble, it's really a headache." ”

Lin Wan covered her lips and smiled, and corrected: "Brother Chengkuan, you should be distressed, right?"

Zhou Chengkuan chuckled and shook his head, not arguing with Lin Wan. Suddenly I heard something and turned my head to look in the direction of the gate.

Lin Wan frowned, and also followed Zhou Chengkuan's gaze, only to see a mass of white flowers approaching rapidly, and the speed made Lin Wan completely unable to see its form, only feeling a familiar sense of intimacy, and a familiar sense of fear, which suddenly hit his heart.

When the white shadow pounced on him, Lin Wan couldn't help but shout: "Xiao Qi, stop!"

However, Ximen Yuqing and Zhou Chengkuan shot at the same time, blocking the white shadow.

However, at the same time as Lin Wan shouted, that white shadow suddenly rose into the air, jumped over Lin Wan's head, and landed behind Lin Wan.

Lin Wan turned to look and saw a snow-white tiger standing in front of him, raising his head and letting out a "whoop" cry. That voice was deep, and it was a world of difference from the immature voice of the little white tiger before. However, the look of joy and attachment made Lin Wan so familiar and moved, and her eyes turned red in an instant.

Lin Wan stretched out his arms, and the little white tiger jumped forward and landed accurately in front of Lin Wan. Lin Wan gently hugged the little white tiger's head and called excitedly: "Xiao Qi, is it you? You have grown so tall, I miss you so much." ”

The little white tiger's throat also made a "whine" sound, as if it was responding gently, and like a coquettish child, crying in a low voice in its mother's arms.

At this time, the little white tiger has grown to the size of an adult snow wolf, but there is still a distance from the size of an adult white tiger. Although it looks scary, it's still a tiger cub with some childishness.

Lin Wan let go of the little white tiger and said with a smile: "Xiao Qi, are you hungry? I also left you a lot of 'Jade Feather Si Chen', and I didn't want to eat it." As he spoke, he stood up, rolled up his sleeves, scooped out the remaining chickens in the crockpot with a spoon, put them on a plate, brought them to the little white tiger, and said softly: "Xiao Qi, eat it, see if it suits your taste?"

Jin Ruoxin and Warm Sleeves happened to walk outside the water pavilion, and when they heard Lin Wan's words, they couldn't help but smile at each other and walked in.

The little white tiger first sniffed the chicken on the plate, seemed to be still hesitating, circled around the plate, and then got closer and sniffed, but he didn't eat.

Lin Wan asked suspiciously, "Xiao Qi, didn't you like to eat chicken the most when you were a child? Why don't you like it now?"

Of course, the little white tiger would not answer Lin Wan's question, and the person who helped it answer was Zhou Chengkuan, who couldn't help but laugh on the side.

Zhou Chengkuan laughed and said, "Wan'er, how can there be a tiger eating these? In the days when you were away, we gave it birds of prey and beasts." Sometimes it can't find it, and it goes to the mountains to look for it on its own, and often catches some wild badgers and comes back. Luckily, it was kept outside the city, otherwise, we really don't know what to do. ”