"Mandala Hua? Why, isn't this Manju Sahua? ”

Hearing the man in white's explanation, I asked him.

The man in white shook his head slightly, "This mandala flower is a token of love that I gave to Meng Jiang back then, and what he gave me is Manzhu Shahua......"

After speaking, the man in white raised his hand slightly, and a withered Manzhu Sawa appeared in his palm.

Except for the difference in color, the mandala and manju sawa are almost all the same.

However, they represent different flower languages.

If the mandala represents hope and rebirth, then the manju sawa represents disillusionment and death.

The man in white turned around, glanced at me, and asked dumbly, "Meng Jiang...... Is she okay? ”

"Meng Jiang ......" I thought that the Meng Jiang in the mouth of the man in white must be Meng Po who was guarding the Naihe Bridge day and night to make Meng Po soup, I thought about it, and replied: "She is very good...... It's just ......"

"Just what?" The man in white stared at me with a blank look at me and motioned for me to continue.

I let out a long sigh and continued: "It's just that she's not as young as you, she's old, very old, very old, and her old hair is gray......"

The man in white was slightly stunned, and it took a long time to react.

He didn't ask me any more, but went to the pond and put the manju sawa in his hand as well.

Soon, after sensing the mandala flower, the flowers and leaves began to grow rapidly.

Two gorgeous flowers, one white and one red, are intertwined in the water, blooming the most dazzling and dazzling.

Those small flowers on the mountains and fields were eclipsed in an instant, as long as these two red and white flowers bloomed at the bottom of the entire Lechuan River!

The man in white gently folded off the stamen of a Manzhu Sawa flower and handed it to me, "This is the stamen of Manzhu Sawa you wanted, you can take it back to treat the Ghost King." ”

I took the stamen of the manzhu sawa from the man in white, and held it in my hand as if I were holding a treasure, and my heart was already blooming with joy, and my mouth couldn't stop thanking me.

"Thank you, thank you!"

The man in white waved his hand and said to me with a smile: "Little girl, don't be busy thanking me first, can you also ask me a small favor?" ”

"Well, you say, I just like to be helpful!" I got the Manzhu Sawa that can save Lin Mochen, I am so happy now, not to mention a small favor, even if it is ten, a hundred, I Su Xiaoyuan is duty-bound!

When the man in white saw that I agreed, he nodded with satisfaction, and then walked to the pond and plucked up the manzhu sawa that had just been planted, and then turned around and handed it to me.

"This is ......" I don't really understand what the man in white means, I have already got the stamens, why did he even give me the whole flower.

The man in white didn't wait for me to ask, and said slowly: "Please transfer this Manzhu Sawa to Meng Jiang, and bring a message to her for me, just say that the flowers on the other side are blooming, and the flowers are blooming on the other side." The flowers bloom without leaves, and the leaves are without flowers. Flowers and leaves cherish each other, never see ......"

……

Carefully put away Manzhu Sawa, and the man in white sent me and Hongji out of the circle.

When I got back on the raft, I felt like I was in a dream.

Honghime wasted no time, and paddled the raft and quickly returned me to the bank of the Lethe River, unharmed.

From afar, we saw Meng Po anxiously waiting for our return by the Sansheng Stone.

Maybe it's not looking at us, it's looking forward to someone else.

The words of the man in white came to my mind again.

"Flowers bloom on the other side, flowers bloom on the other side, flowers bloom without leaves, leaves grow without flowers, flowers and leaves cherish each other, never see ......"