195 Sacred Grass and Divine Turtle
Three years ago.
It was the time when the autumn night strings and the autumn dew frost fought the most fiercely.
In the spring of that year, Qiu Yexian received a top-secret message: Qiu Lushuang sent someone to send a letter to the King of Xiang, wanting to ask the King of Xiang to send troops to Tianzhou to help him become the emperor.
Qiu Yexian immediately sent Feng Jinghua to lead people to snipe the messenger, asking her to intercept the letter and cut off Qiu Lushuang's rescue.
According to the news they received, Qiu Lushuang was worried that there would be too many conspicuous people, so she sent three henchmen, each holding a letter, disguised themselves, and set off separately.
Of the three letters, only one is true.
Feng Jinghua took five masters, also dressed in disguise, wearing stars and moons, and went to Xiangjing.
After tracking for more than half a month, they finally found the trace of the messenger in Xiangdong, and in the process of pursuit, Feng Jinghua and other six people were divided into three groups, each group of two, and pursued the three messengers respectively.
The messenger pursued by Feng Jinghua's group was not only a martial arts master, but also a hunting master, and the two were led into the mountains by each other, fell into a trap, and their companions unfortunately died.
Although Feng Jinghua escaped from the trap, he unfortunately got lost and wandered around in the mountains.
One morning, three days later, she didn't know where she had gone, when she suddenly heard a woman's scream from the bottom of the cliff.
There is a mist floating below the cliffs, which looks a bit fairyland-like, and it's not too deep.
Without much thought, she grabbed the vines on the cliff wall and climbed down the cliff, followed the sound, and then saw a strange scene.
A young woman was crushed to the ground by a huge turtle that looked very old, with its feet facing the sky, and she could not move, so she had to cry out for help.
She wiped her sweat, walked over and asked the woman, "What's wrong?"
The woman was dirty, her face was still clean, and she said pitifully: "Please help me pull this turtle away so I can't get up." ”
Feng Jinghua looked at the old turtle, which was probably already a sperm, thought about it, and pressed his hands on the side of the turtle's shell, ready to push it away.
However, the old turtle glared at her with a pair of very angry eyes, as if she was a bad person who bullied the old man, which made her very weak-hearted.
She didn't know what she had done, so she actually squeezed out a smile at the old turtle: "Uncle Turtle, I won't hurt you, I just want to push you away and let this girl stand up." Can you cooperate?"
The old turtle seemed to understand her and shook his head vigorously.
Feng Jinghua thought for a while, pulled out the dagger, and scared it: "If you don't cooperate, I'll use the knife." ”
As a result, the old turtle became even more angry, his small eyes became larger, and his eyes were full of condemnation, warnings, threats, and the like.
A mere turtle can have the eyes of a mortal
Feng Jinghua felt that it was not a good thing, but that it had already become an immortal, so she didn't dare to make a mistake, and lowered her head and asked the woman who was suppressed: "Girl, what did you do to make this Uncle Turtle so angry"
The woman looked aggrieved: "I didn't do anything, I just wanted to pick some yarrow stems and go back." ”
Yarrow phoenix Jinghua has seen the legend of this grass in ancient books.
It is said that this grass is used for divination and fortune-telling, and there are only three places in the world where this grass grows, and each place is the place where the saint was born or buried, which is extremely rare.
However, this is Xiangdong, and it stands to reason that there is no such grass to grow.
She looked up and found that there was a purple plant about two people tall growing in front of her, with stems and no leaves, and most of the stems were erect, about the thickness of chopsticks, and the shape and color were very magical.
What's even more amazing is that this purple plant actually exudes a faint purple gas and a faint medicinal fragrance.
Just smelling this kind of medicinal fragrance, Feng Jinghua felt relaxed and happy, and his spirit was excellent, and all the fatigue and anxiety in his body dissipated without a trace.
The ancient book says: "Yarrow is 100 years old and gives birth to forty-nine stems." Nine hundred years old purple as iron, a thousand years old still have purple gas, and there is a turtle lying below. ”
This is the legendary sacred grass, she looked at this yarrow and was stunned.
At this time, the woman spoke: "This girl, seeing each other is fate, can you save me first?"
Feng Jinghua came back to his senses and asked the woman: "Is this yarrow a yarrow that has lived for exactly a thousand years in the legend?"
The woman nodded excitedly: "That's right, I've been looking for more than ten years, and finally found a yarrow that is more than nine hundred years old, do you know, my wish since childhood is to find the legendary millennium yarrow, in order to realize this ideal, I have traveled all over the country, and I have suffered all the hardships to tell you Oh, this grass is probably the only one in the world, I didn't expect to let me find it, I am so ambulent"
Feng Jinghua interrupted her: "Then this turtle uncle, is it the turtle that guards this yarrow?"
Was it an illusion, why did she think that the old turtle's gaze was full of pride and approval?
"Yes, Uncle Turtle is the protector of this yarrow." The woman said depressedly, "I wanted to pick the stems, so I was bullied." ”
Feng Jinghua wiped his sweat: "It's normal for people to not let you move such a precious thing."
"However, this yarrow is also dead." The woman was aggrieved, "If I'm not mistaken, in a few months, this grass will wither and wither, rather than disappear like this, it is better for me to pick it and use it for refining medicine and divination." And I'm not going to do bad things. ”
"I see." Feng Jinghua walked up to the turtle and asked it, "This grass is dying, can't you give it to this girl?"
The turtle got angry again, shook his feet hard, and gnawed at her teeth, with a "what do you know" expression.
Feng Jinghua looked at the girl: "Uncle Turtle doesn't want to." ”
The woman said, "Even if you don't want to, you can't bully me like this." ”
Feng Jinghua looked at the Divine Turtle again.
The turtle was not angry at this time, but worried, frightened, and even tried to stretch its limbs, turning them backwards, as if trying to touch something.
It clearly has important things to say. What the hell is it trying to say?
Feng Jinghua frowned: "You are afraid of certain things"
The Turtle nodded.
Feng Jinghua tried hard to ponder its thoughts: "It's related to your safety"
The Turtle nodded again.
Feng Jinghua pondered for a long time, and finally said: "Are you worried that after this girl takes the grass, she will kill you or expose this place?"
The turtle was excited, his limbs trembling, and he kept nodding his head.
Sure enough, it was the Divine Turtle Feng Jinghua who was amazed in his heart, and asked the girl again: "You heard what I said, this Turtle Uncle is very worried that you will hurt it and betray this place." ”
Even if this thousand-year-old yarrow dies, there are other yarrow growing here, although they are not old enough, but they are also divine grasses, if this place is exposed, it must not attract greedy people to completely loot this place
After the woman was stunned for a moment, she was a little ashamed: "Using turtle shells with yarrow for divination has the best effect." If you use a thousand-year-old turtle shell with a thousand-year-old yarrow, maybe you can really see through the heavens."
The turtle was trembling, probably frightened by her words.
Feng Jinghua said: "You want this turtle uncle's shell divination, no wonder it has such an opinion on you." Don't say it doesn't say yes, and neither do I. ”
She couldn't kill the thousand-year-old turtle and take its shell for divination, and she couldn't look at it