Chapter 182: The Flower Fairy (3)

The concealment of the white camellia made Xia boldly guess, "Is it because you sucked three drops of Grandpa Cui's blood every day that he had a heart attack?" ”

"Not really." Bai Camellia retorted vigorously, "Although I have to suck three drops of Uncle Cui's blood every day, this will definitely not hurt his body, and I haven't sucked his essence." ”

"Then why do you have to do this?" Summer asked, puzzled.

The white camellia hesitated for a moment, but still told the truth truthfully, saying that after it was dug into the world and cultivated, it could no longer absorb the essence of heaven, earth, sun and moon, and its cultivation was forced to stop. Moreover, the environment in the greenhouse is not conducive to its growth, if it is not for its own cultivation to maintain its own life, it may have dried up and died before Uncle Cui bought it home.

Because of this, its essence was damaged, and its hundred-year cultivation was almost destroyed. It took a lot of time to recover the essence, and he had to stop continuing his practice. And using the essence in human blood to restore the essence is the best and fastest way, thanks to Uncle Cui's unintentional move, otherwise the white camellia still doesn't know this method.

Summer understood the hardships of Bai Camellia, and also knew that this would not affect Uncle Cui's body, and seeing that Bai Camellia had saved Uncle Cui, he would no longer pursue it, but he warned Bai Camellia and said, "You can continue to stay at Grandpa Cui's house to cultivate, but you don't do anything that violates the principles of heaven, let alone hurt Grandpa Cui." ”

A few days later, Uncle Cui had not fully recovered, but despite the doctor's advice, he insisted on being discharged from the hospital and returning home. And since Uncle Cui got sick, he was taking care of him every summer, and sometimes Xu Jiashan would come over to see him.

This weekend evening. In the summer, Uncle Cui was busy with dinner at his house, and Uncle Cui was admiring his white camellia on the sun. Suddenly. He turned his back to the kitchen and said to Summer, "I'm not here for a few days. How do you take care of my baby, you see it's a little withered now. ”

"How did it wither? Wasn't it okay yesterday? Summer asked incredulously.

"Don't you believe it? It's all dropped a petal, isn't it? Uncle Cui waved with his back to Summer.

"Really?" Summer walked to the window, and what I saw in front of me was just as Uncle Cui said, the leaves of the idiot flower withered a lot and fell off a lot, and its buds were listless Cui lowered his head, and a petal hung on the stamen and was crumbling.

"How so?" Summer asked in surprise.

"Aren't you taking care of it these days? You don't even know how I can know? Uncle Cui glared at Xia Xia and said a little unhappily.

"By the way, Grandpa Cui, there is no soy sauce in the kitchen, can you go buy a bottle?" Summer suddenly said to Uncle Cui. And he looked at Uncle Cui's eyes, as if he was saying to Uncle Cui, "You have to go." ”

"I've just been discharged from the hospital." After Uncle Cui complained, he took some change and went out.

"What's wrong with you?" As soon as she heard the door closing, she immediately asked about the white camellia.

"My essence is in Uncle Cui's body." White Camellia replied weakly.

"What do you mean?" Xia asked in surprise and confusion, "Why is your essence in Uncle Cui's body?" ”

"You're a ghost, don't you see something?"

"See what?" Summer's face was full of doubts, so she asked Xiang Han in her body, "Do you see anything?" ”

"Actually, Uncle Cui is dead." Han replied in his body.

"What? How could Uncle Cui die? Isn't he alive and well? Summer exclaimed in disbelief.

"He's really dead." The cold said to Summer with certainty in the body. "The reason why he is still alive is because the essence of the white camellia is in his body."

"No way, when did this happen? How did I not know? Summer sat down on the ground with a trembling calf and asked sadly.

Idiot Flower sighed. He replied, "It happened not long after you went out last night. ”

"Then why don't you call me like last time?" Summer complained to the white camellia.

"He died peacefully. I also saw his soul to find out. The white camellia replied sadly, and it had not spoken for a long time when it saw summer. Then tell Xia about what he saw last night.

Bai Camellia said, "I saw that Uncle Cui's soul has been staying in the living room. Looking at the photo of him and his son next to the TV in a daze, he was reluctant to leave. They hadn't seen each other for a long time, and he couldn't let go of his son in his heart, and wanted to see him again before leaving. I'm sad to see him like that, but my cultivation can't bring people back to life. I can only put my essence into his body, and temporarily lock his soul in his body to renew his life. ”

"Does he also know he's dead?" Summer asked.

"I've erased his memory of last night, and he doesn't know he's dead now." Bai Camellia replied, it paused for a moment, and said with some embarrassment, "It is precisely because there is no memory of last night that Uncle Cui will not let his son come back in order not to cause trouble to his son." ”

"You mean to ask me to help Uncle Cui get his son back?" Summer asked uncertainly.

"Yes." The white camellia waved the petals affirmatively, and continued, "But you have to remember that my essence can only renew Uncle Cui's life for seven days, and after seven days, I can't do anything." ”

Summer listened carefully and pondered, and the white camellia continued to say to him, "I have a total of eight petals, and I will wither one petal from each one in the past seven days, until I have one left, which means that Uncle Cui's time is running out, and my essence will also disappear." ”

"And what will happen to you?" Summer asked worriedly.

"Withere, wither, and die." White Camellia replied calmly.

"Thank you for everything you've done for Uncle Cui." Summer thanked me from the bottom of my heart.

In the summer, while Uncle Cui was resting, he got his son's phone number from him, and deceived his son back home on the grounds that Uncle Cui had a heart attack some time ago. His son hurried home, angry at Summer's deception, but seeing that his father was safe and sound, he didn't pursue Summer's actions.

In the summer, he took the white camellia back to his home and counted the petals of the white camellia every day. Late at night on the seventh day, the seventh petal of the white camellia also fell. A blood-red light also flew out of Uncle Cui's house and flew to the bud of the white camellia and hovered. The light gradually disappeared, and the essence turned to ashes and disappeared with the wind, and the last petal of the white camellia fell off, and its rhizome also fell off and hung down on the flower plate. It can no longer hear the words of summer, and it can no longer answer.

Summer hugged the white camellia and handed it to Uncle Cui's son, "Without it, you won't be able to see the last side, so cremate it with your father." (To be continued.) )