"What?"

Wang Xiaotou looked at the old man in front of him in disbelief, what use did his own blood have for him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I don't know what the old gentleman wants the blood of the little head."

When the evil eye heard what the old man said, he also frowned and asked.

"Oh, it's about you, too. Your wound was soaked in water because it was a bullet wound, and the flesh inside was not necrotic, but after you got into the water, it was already infected. If you don't deal with it, this leg is basically useless. ”

"Waste. Scrapped? ”

The three looked at Evil Eye's injured foot.

"Okay, I promise you."

Wang Xiaotou thought that he hadn't done anything, and the evil eye was also injured to save him, how could he see death and not save him.

"Now is the time!"

The flowers that the old man said made the three of them puzzled, now? Isn't it night?

At this time, the old man had already taken a small bowl, a knife, and a small handkerchief. Placed in front of the three of them, holding a knife, roasted on a charcoal fire.

"Boy, get it."

Wang Xiaotou stretched out his right hand, and the old man grabbed it, Wang Xiaotou was a little surprised, the old man's hand was so smooth, is this the hand that an old man should have? It's like a baby, so silky and delicate.

I saw the old man holding a knife and gesturing in the air.

"Wow!"

The knife fell, and a thin blood mark appeared on Wang Xiaotou's palm, and the three of them were amazed, marveling at this knife skill.

Wang Xiaotou was even more shocked than the two, he didn't feel the pain, and looked at the blood seeping out of his hands. The old man took the porcelain bowl and dropped it into the bowl with a tick.

Finally, Wang Xiaotou felt the pain, the blood had filled the small bowl, the old man suddenly changed his gesture, his hand tightly clasped Wang Xiaotou's wrist, the blood suddenly stopped, took out a small porcelain bottle from his body, and the powder of Baise was released, and the blood coagulated instantly. He tied a long handkerchief to the wound and tied a delicate bow.

Wang Xiaotou stretched back his arm and shook his palm, the previous pain actually dissipated, why do these wild people have all kinds of medicine, it is really enviable.

Under the gaze of the three of them, the old man walked to the corner of the courtyard, squatted down, and looked at the leaf buds of a withered and drooping branch in the corner, the leaves were all hanging down to the ground, obovate, and the flower buds were slender, perhaps because the branches had no strength to support them, and they withered down. The three of them got up and walked behind the old man, who reached out and dipped his hand in the blood in the bowl.

There were some drops of blood sticking to his hand, and he dotted it on the leaf bud, and the blood dripped into the leaf bud.

The three of them looked at the old man's actions and looked puzzled, why is this?

Suddenly, something that shocked the eyeballs happened, and the leaf bud that absorbed blood slowly stood upright, and the three of them were shocked by the magic of the flowers. However, the look of disappointment was revealed, and the buds drooped again. The old man nodded with a smile on his lips.

Holding up the porcelain bowl, the leaf bud was like a spiritual object, and it was gently raised, and the bud mouth was facing the old man.

"Fate is determined, you can go."

As he spoke, he poured all the blood in the bowl into the flower buds, and the leaf buds suddenly hit the blood of chickens, soaring into the air, and a thin red line on the green wilted branches flowed down the branches from under the flower buds. In front of each leaf, it flows separately towards the leaf, and the lines on the leaf reveal a faint blood color. Soon, a green branch mixed with blood stood in front of everyone.

She is proud and makes all worship; She's flamboyant and makes all eyes glaze over. How illusory she was at this moment.

"Why is this spiritual creature longer than mortal?"

Wang Xiaotou sighed, mortal dust is mortal dust, born in mortal dust, he can see this scene, but for some reason, there is a trace of sadness in his heart, he has seen the flowers bloom and fail before. Reluctant.

The leaf bract stretches out a leaf, which hangs straight down, and this leaf is blood-red all over, like the leaf below, obovate. The first leaf unfolds, the second unfolds, then the third, and just like that, the seventh. The seven leaves are close together, showing a wheel-shaped, and a small section of red and tender branches is left on the impeller, and there is actually a cluster of unbloomed small leaf buds on the branches, which are more bright and redder than the previous leaf buds.

The four of them held their breath and waited for this layer of leaf buds to bloom, but they were not flower buds, they were still leaf buds.

Under the gaze, the leaf buds finally lived up to their expectations, and stretched out again, still seven pieces, arranged on the lower leaves, showing an impeller, staggered with the lower leaves.

At this time, a bland white bud appeared in front of everyone's eyes, in stark contrast to the previous gorgeous leaf bud, she was ordinary and had no shame.

The bud slowly opened, and the petals were extremely similar to the shape of the leaves, except that she was smaller, with only three petals, staggered. The golden-yellow stigma is surrounded by seven blood-red stamens. Such an amazement.

The flowers bloomed in front of the eyes of the four people, and no one wanted to go up and disturb her beauty, spotlessly clean.

"Seven leaves and a flower, born in mortal dust, buried in mortal dust, she only blooms for destined people. Boy, you're lucky, give, pick her. Cut off from under the leaf buds, the whole plant. As he spoke, the old man handed the knife to Wang Xiaotou, and there were still red blood stains on the knife.

"Seven leaves and a flower, it is actually a seven leaves and a flower." The evil eye finally knew that the flower in front of him was actually the legendary divine flower, but he didn't expect it to grow in the old man's courtyard, and sighed endlessly.

took the knife and heard "Seven Leaves and One Flower", I couldn't bear it, how should he go down to the god flower.

Seeing Wang Xiaotou, the glasses hesitated.

"If you don't come, I'll come." The glasses said that he snatched the knife from Wang Xiaotou's hand and was about to cut it, so that everyone did not expect something.

I saw that red water droplets flowed from the white flowers, dripping and dripping on the leaves, and the three of them actually had a trace of sadness in their hearts, and what they saw in their eyes was actually a flower crying.

Wang Xiaotou suddenly realized and stopped the glasses.

"I'll do it."

There was a slight sadness in the tone.

Wang Xiaotou held a knife and stretched out his hand to caress the flowers, which suddenly stopped dripping blood beads, and seemed to sway with the wind, like a caressed beauty.

The knife hung under the leaf buds, and Wang Xiaotou's eyes were closed.

"Click!"

The branches all withered and fell to the ground, Wang Xiaotou held the flowers, he did not dare to look directly, there were thousands of sorrows in his heart, as if he had killed his lover with his own hands, a tear fell from his eyes and fell into the petals.

The petals changed again at this time, becoming crystal clear, like ice crystals, and a faint fragrance overflowed, this fragrance was like a real thing, and the four of them felt like being touched by someone, relaxed and comfortable.

The old man looked at the crystal clear petals in some surprise and nodded silently.

Speak.

"Come in with me."

Leading the three of them towards the house, Wang Xiaotou held flowers in his hand, his eyes flashing.

Under the moonlight, the flowers in the courtyard all looked in the direction of Wang Xiaotou, swaying in the wind.

The three of them walked into the thatched hut, and there were many wooden frames in the thatched hut, on which were placed bamboo baskets, and black medicinal herbs were spread out in the bamboo baskets, and the house was filled with the smell of medicine.

Walking into a small room, the facilities in the room are very simple, the fire in the small stove is still burning, a chaise longue is on the side, and the bamboo pole hangs horizontally in it, and there are many black bags on the bamboo poles, I don't know what is in the pockets.