As I scrambled up the mountain road, I looked back at the blood-colored muddy vortex that had been there again, and found that it had been a brand new grave again, as if it had always been like this, and I had no idea that it had been a terrifying blood-colored muddy vortex a few minutes ago.

In other words, if someone approaches and touches the tombstone, the mechanism of the blood-colored muddy vortex will be activated, and then it will be swept into it alive and melted.

After experiencing this life-and-death crisis, I also had palpitations in my heart, and I realized that every time I encountered a brand-new cemetery and a tombstone carved with a blood-colored flower pattern on my way up the mountain, I was completely right to take a detour as much as possible.

Otherwise, I'm afraid I would have been integrated into the whirlpool and died under the Nine Springs by now.

After a slight pause, I stepped onto the mountain again and ran towards the top of the snow-capped mountain.

It's just that this time I also tried my best to see the road under my feet clearly, so as not to make the mistake of stepping on the air and rolling down the hill just now.

I know that some fatal mistakes are enough once, after all, luck doesn't always take my side. For my grandfather to survive, I must never make the same mistake again.

Along the way, there were times when I almost slipped, but every time there was no danger, and there was no more unfortunate thing about rolling down the hill.

Less than half an hour later, when I finally stood on a small piece of ice, I knew that I had successfully reached the top of the snow-capped mountain.

This was the first time I had seen the top of a snow-capped mountain, and the first time I knew what real cold was.

Not only is the entire snow-capped peak frozen all over the sky, but even the only towering tree is covered in ice, which looks very shocking!

I subconsciously rubbed my hands together and tightened the neckline of my clothes to prevent the cold wind from pouring in too much, which quickly froze me into an ice sculpture.

When I watched the snowflakes flying in the sky, and the extremely holy snow-white petals of the other side flowers mixed in with them, they were falling down one after another, I was also very excited, I knew I had made the right bet!

Because the top of the snow-capped mountain really has the legendary petals of the flower on the other side, looking at it like this, it seems that as long as the snowflakes are flying in the sky, the rain of petals on the other side will not end.

However, when I was ecstatic to stretch out my hands, holding the snowflakes and petals of the flowers that had fallen in my palms, and examining them carefully, I quickly lost my smile.

Because I found that the petals of the other side flower, which looked unusually beautiful and holy, began to melt little by little as soon as they touched my palm, and continued to turn into milky white liquid flowing out of the cracks between my fingertips and falling at my feet.

Like those snowflakes, I couldn't keep them for long, I could only watch them turn into snow and flow to the ground.

In other words, although I finally found the petals of the other side flower, I had no way to bring it back to the village below the mountain to save my grandfather's life.

That means I've come for nothing!

However, looking at the white petals flying all over the sky, I was really unwilling in my heart!

At that moment, I also felt that I had thought too simply, and I actually wanted to wrap the petals of the other side flower in an oilcloth, hide it on my body, and bring it back to the village.

I was sad for a long time after losing the tarpaulin before, but now that I think about it, even if the tarpaulin is around, it won't help.

Extremely lost, I couldn't help but secretly pray to God, that is, even if it was to kill me next, as long as God could let me have a way to safely deliver the petals of the flower on the other side to the old doctor in the village under the mountain.

I don't know if it was my thoughts that moved the heavens, or if it was a coincidence, I saw a flash of lightning suddenly appear in the sky, and it struck the only big tree covered with ice not far in front of me.

"Click!

With the sound of a series of ice ballast breaking, I saw that the big tree that was originally white and frozen actually revealed its original body and appearance.

I was also pleasantly surprised when I saw the color of the tree!

Because this towering tree is so familiar to me, it is exactly the same as one of the big trees in our village!

Since I was a child, the children in my village and I have always liked to play under this big tree, and the reason for this is that this big tree is different from other trees, and it is the tallest and most lush tree in our village, and it is full of blue and green fruits.

It's just that the fruit is not edible, because once cut, it quickly withers. So it's usually just for viewing.

Moreover, it is warm in winter and cool in summer all year round under this big tree, so both children and the elderly like to play or gather and chat under this big tree.

As for this strange tree, it also has a very special and nice name, which is called the Eternal Knot Concentric Tree.

According to the old people in the village, this blue and green eternal knot concentric tree has a magical ability, that is, to convey love for thousands of miles.

There is also a mythical saying that if two places within a thousand miles of each other have this kind of tree at the same time, they can convey love to each other through these two trees.

For example, a man picks a blue-green fruit from a tree in his hometown, cuts a hole with a knife, engraves what he wants to say to another woman on a small piece of bamboo, and stuffs it into the hole.

When the wound heals again, one of the fruits will turn red on another eternal concentric tree thousands of miles away.

If there is such a concentric tree in the girl's hometown, all you have to do is find one of the red fruits, pick it, and cut it with a knife, and you will see the small moment of bamboo inside.

Later, if a woman uses the same method to put something in another fruit, it will also be passed on to the man's hometown within a thousand miles after the fruit has healed.

When the time comes, the man only needs to find one of the red fruits, and he will be able to see the token that the woman gave him.

It's just that this kind of peculiar tree is extremely rare in the world, usually there are only two within a thousand miles, and it belongs to the heaven-given sacred tree that can be met but cannot be sought, so it has the special ability to convey feelings for thousands of miles.

When I saw the eternal knot concentric tree in front of me, I was pleasantly surprised because I remembered that the old man in the village once said that over the years, there have been people in the village who have traveled almost all over the distance, but they could not find another eternal knot concentric tree.

But if you do find it, you will be able to pass things to each other through these two trees.

This means that the tree in front of me and the eternal tree in the village can communicate things to each other.

In that case, how could I not be pleasantly surprised?

Wouldn't that solve my most difficult problem at the moment, which is to pass the petals of the flowers flying in the sky to the old doctor in the village under the mountain.

Thinking of this, I also hurriedly ran towards the eternal knot concentric tree not far away.

I know that I don't have much time to collect the petals of the flowers on the other side, and who knows if the petal rain will stop for a while, or if the unknown monster will chase me to the top of this snowy mountain to settle accounts.

As for this eternal knot concentric tree, whether I can put the petals of the other side flower inside and send it safely to the eternal knot concentric tree at the bottom of the mountain, I don't know.

But I have no other choice at the moment, I can only choose to believe in the legends of the old people, which can be regarded as a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

Now that I have decided, I no longer hesitated and quickly climbed onto this eternal knot concentric tree.

My plan was to climb to the top of the tree, find a batch of fruits that were not obscured by the leaves, and then cut a larger hole in the blue and green fruits in turn, catch the petals of the other side flowers flying in the sky around me, and quickly put them into the fruit.

As long as the wound has not healed, I will keep putting the petals of the other side flower into it, and when the fruit is healed, I will change the fruit and start again.

At the same time, I cut a small branch with a knife, cut it into thin slices, and stuffed one of the fruits, and as for the thin slices, I carved a short sentence with my knife, first, to show my identity, and secondly, to tell the villagers to pick the red fruit and give it to the old doctor, so that my grandfather could be cured immediately.

As for myself, I don't know if I will be able to return to the village alive, so let it be.

The reason why I chose the fruit at the top of the tree is because I can't catch the petals of the other side flower flying in the sky when the fruit below is obscured by the lush foliage, so I can only do this at the top of the tree.

Fortunately, I also brought a knife with me for self-defense, which came in handy at this moment.

As I struggled to climb to the top of the tree, I kept an eye out for movement under the tree while following my plan, in case something I didn't know suddenly attacked me and ruined my plan.

Due to the difficulty of catching the petals of the flowers flying all over the sky, and the freezing weather, my hands were almost frozen, so my plan was also very slow.

So later, I didn't care about the danger of anything nearby that would attack me, and I devoted myself to catching the petals of the other side of the flower, and cutting the fruit and putting the petals of the other side flower inside.

Just when I almost successfully put the petals of the other side flower into the dozens of fruits on the top of the tree, and saw that some of them had healed, my heart was also much more steady.

However, just as I was about to cut the last fruit from the top of the tree, I suddenly felt a tingling in the soles of my feet, and I remembered that there had been a bug in it before.

Then, I felt the heart-wrenching pain spread along the soles of my feet and up my legs, and soon to my waist, and I knew that I was in trouble.

I thought that maybe when this tingling sensation was transmitted to my brain, I would become a dead corpse with demented eyes, right?

As I expected, it didn't take long for me to feel a tingling in my head, and as soon as my eyes were dark, I fell straight down from the tree.

The moment I lost consciousness, I knew I was going to die......