It can make people cultivate to great progress, it can also eliminate people's pain, and it can even bring back to life a person who is about to die.

It's just that in general, the more unrealistic the wish is, the more difficult it is to realize it, and the more precious the treasure is paid.

Usually when she is asked to do something, she looks at what she likes, and that person has to give her something.

She wants a lot and a wide range.

It can be a rare treasure in the world, or it can be the one thing that a person cares about the most.

A youthful face, a beautiful voice, and even the life of the person who came.

Except for the curiosities, no one knew why she wanted things that were strange and useless to her.

Of course, no one cares either.

After all, most of the people who begged her to do things were poor people who had no way out. Some people always have to give up some precious things as a price in order to protect what they want to protect.

If you want to get something from me, of course you have to exchange it for what I like. ’

This sentence often hangs on her lips, so people call her "Jade Bodhisattva". Because "jade" is the same as "desire".

But everyone lives to satisfy their own desires.

After all, no one is exempt from vulgarity, is there?

Little by little, the sun climbed to a high place. The warm sunlight gradually scorched every plant in the watering stream.

Liuyun raised his hand to wipe his sweaty face, and walked silently behind Chu Nanhe and Mr. Guo.

"Take a break, and go deeper for a while to find out if there are any traces of the group's activities. ”

The three of them sat in the shade of a large tree, and the summer cicadas above their heads squeaked and made a little noise.

Suddenly, Mr. Guo frowned and opened his slightly closed eyes.

This volatility ......

"Master?"

Chu Nanhe noticed Mr. Guo's little abnormality.

Mr. Guo looked into the distance and shook his head slowly.

......

In a hut deep in the bamboo forest, strange treasures are placed on the ground. In one of the corners of the pile, a pale white oval ball suddenly shook twice, but strangely enough, the other objects around it did not move at all.

The woman standing by the window smelling the fragrance of flowers had her eyes slightly open.

"Tsk...... Are you waking up......"

Danfeng's eyes squinted slightly at the corner.

"It's a pity, there's no time......"

With a little effort, a few delicate lilac and pale white flowers were plucked.

Pacing slowly to the desk, he took the three or five flowers he had just picked and replaced the dried flowers that had withered a few days ago in a vase on the desk.

The withered flowers were casually dropped by her, and the dried petals and branches gradually broke down as they fell, turning into some dark brown powder, and finally drifting to the ground.

The air was filled with the faint bitter smell of life fading away.

The woman bent down and gently lowered the civet in her arms to the ground. Slowly walked out of the door and slowly paced into a dark gray room.

"Squeak-"

Slowly pushed open the closed door, and the moment the door was opened, the cold overflowed.

In an instant, a few cold winds blew from the hut, freezing the few clusters of flowers that bloomed in the middle of summer by the door.

The sparkling ice ballast glistened in the hot sun.

The woman slowly descended the steps to what looked like a basement.

"Tick-tick-tick-"

The silence here makes people feel a little chilled in their hearts.

The further down you go, the heavier the cold gets, and it's very empty, with the occasional drop of water condensed by the cold falling slowly. The woman was obviously wearing a light tulle dress in summer, but she didn't seem to feel the chill at all, and she still went down the stairs as usual.

At the end of the stairs was a small secret room.

The door to the chamber was swirled open, and anyone else would be shocked to see it. In the middle of summer, there was such a closed underground ice cave that appeared under an inconspicuous hut in this bamboo forest.

The secret room was surrounded by a wall of ice that was constantly bubbling cold, and a white jade coffin was placed in the center of the secret room.

"Squeak—"

The woman unscrewed the lid of the white jade coffin with an indifferent expression.

Lying in the coffin was the body of a young girl.

The girl's delicate face was bloodless, her lips were pale and a little blackened, her long eyelashes and curved eyebrows were covered with fine frost, and her long hair like snow hung down in front of her.

The whole person looks a little transparent, like a sick elf who accidentally fell into the world.

The woman standing in front of the coffin slowly took out a delicate pale white flower from her sleeve and gently placed it on the girl's chest.

"Girl, the hibiscus grass is peerless. Let this requiem flower accompany you on your last journey. ”

In the quiet and gloomy room, on the bed lay a man who was struggling in pain in a nightmare, his body covered in bandages and even a tendency to get wet with sweat. On the opposite side of the bed is a delicate wooden wall clock, the hour and minute hands are already very different from the number "12". In the silence of the room, there was only the sound of the second hand running mechanically.

The woman standing in front of the coffin estimated the time and slowly picked up a piece of white jade on the top of the coffin.

The next moment after the jade stone and the coffin were separated, the sick girl lying in the coffin gradually began to disappear, starting from the hair, gradually, the body began to turn into a pale white powdery form of smoke, and finally dissipated.

In the end, not even the powder remained.

In the empty white jade coffin, only a white flower with crystal droplets of water was left lying there quietly.

A white petal slowly fell, and the drop of water carried on the petal gradually slipped into the cold coffin.

"Click"

The second hand finally met the minute hand at the place of "12".

The man on the bed, who was struggling with a nightmare, slowly calmed down.

Just out of the corner of his eye, a tear slowly flowed.

......

Liuyun sat by the fire, struggling to swallow the dry food in his mouth.

"It's so cold tonight. Liuyun tightened his clothes.

"The depths of the stream are different from other places, where the temperature difference between day and night is huge, and there are strange scenery that you can't see anywhere else. Chu Nanhe added a few more pieces of firewood to the fire.

Burning firewood crackled in the night.

"Xiao He"

After a while, Liuyun suddenly called Chu Nanhe softly.

"Ah, what's wrong?" Chu Nanhe tilted his head, and his big eyes flashed with a black and shiny light.

"You...... It hurts. ”

"Hmm...... It hurt a lot at first, but then I got used to it a little bit. In fact...... It's okay too. ”

After hearing this, Liuyun looked at the crackling fire and became fascinated.

There was the sound of footsteps behind him. Chu Nanhe got up and ran backwards.

"Master, I'm back. ”

Mr. Guo answered, and then walked to the edge of the fire and sat down.

"There are the most traces of vicissitudes around here, and I will rest here tonight. ”

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