The boy looked like he was about sixteen or seventeen years old, and his face was bewitching, but strangely his right arm was entangled with a black vine, and the vine branches were in full bloom, like a small flower like a baby's face.

The sleeping boy seemed to be disturbed by the candlelight, and his butterfly-like eyelashes trembled and woke up, and asked lazily, "Ming'er, are you back, have you brought back the blood?" ”

"Yes, grandfather." Mei Sheng responded and respectfully presented the black jar.

Qin Yutian was a little stunned, this young man who looked younger than Mei Shengming was actually Mei Shengming's grandfather Mei Sanfu, who was over sixty years old.

The young man or Mei Sanfu took the jar, patted the blood inside the altar seal, poured it into the cup on the side of the table, raised his glass and drank lightly, his lips were not bloody, so he was dyed with a trace of bright color.

Mei Sanfu took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, strolled to the mirror in front of the room to take a selfie, and said for a while: "I'm young enough, and there's been a lot of trouble in the city recently, don't do anything first." ”

"Yes, grandfather. If nothing else, I'll go down first. Mei Shengming said and was about to retreat.

"Wait." Mei Sanfu stopped Mei Shengming, handed a brocade box to Mei Shengming, and said slowly: "This is for you." ”

Mei Shengming opened the brocade box, and inside the brocade box was a black spar, which contained a liquid that looked like blood, but was a few points darker than the blood, flowing back and forth.

Mei Shengming's hand holding the brocade box trembled slightly, his face instantly faded bloody, and he asked in a dry throat, "Is this ...... This is the seed of the flower of time. ”

Mei Sanfu bowed his head and said, "Well, didn't you lose it before, don't lose this again." With your blood, feed ninety-nine eighty-one days, when the flower seeds grow up, and sacrifice to a hundred people, you can conclude a contract of life and death with them, and by drinking the blood of others, you can seize and share the life of others with the flowers of the years, and live forever. ”

"Thank you, grandfather." Mei Shengming's mind was in chaos, but he relied on the instinct of obedience for many years to say words of thanks.

Mei Sanfu waved his hand and said with a smile: "We are blood relatives, but if I have it, I must have your share. You're tired of running around for me for days, so go down and rest. ”

Mei Shengming said goodbye to Mei Sanfu and returned to his courtyard, obviously in spring, Mei Shengming felt a chill straight into the bone marrow.

The memory that Mei Shengming buried deep in his heart resurfaced.

……

A few years ago, when Baicao City was just emerging, Mei Sanfu saw the business opportunity and moved his family to Baicao City to sell medicines.

His father and several uncles inherited his shrewdness and ability, and the medicinal herb business became bigger and bigger, and he even obtained the qualification of an imperial merchant, and he and his cousins were all smart and clever, and they were very helpful.

The Mei family is getting prosperous day by day, but Mei Sanfu is getting old day by day, and when he handles the business, he has more than enough heart but not enough strength, and slowly hands over the business to his children and grandchildren. And he was obsessed with Xunxian Asking, but Xunxian Asking was about chance, and he spent a lot of thought, but he couldn't stop the footsteps of death from getting closer and closer.

In desperation, a merchant from a foreign land sold the flower seeds to Mei Sanfu for a high price of one million gold beads.

Everyone in the family is sighing that the shrewd old man was deceived by a foreigner in his twilight.

However, Mei Sanfu's body lingered on the sickbed all day long, and she got better day by day, and her face became younger day by day.