Then the saintess Liu Wushuang glanced at Li Yang and said lightly. "The Flame Golden Lotus in the cave is mine."

"Okay, no problem. A beautiful and kind woman like a saint will not refuse what any man in the world will refuse. Li Yang's eyes were clear, and he said with a serious face.

An hour later, the Holy Maiden Liu Wushuang came out of the cave and saw that Li Yang was still sitting on the big stone and did not leave.

"Why didn't you leave?" The Holy Maiden Liu Wushuang asked!

"Of course I've been waiting for you, Holy Maiden, it's something you just inadvertently left behind." Li Yang took out a map of the Barren Mountain Range, which clearly marked the Death Canyon, and some introductions to the Flower of Hell.

Holy Aunt, did you come to the Barren Mountains for the Flower of Hell in the Death Valley? If we don't walk together, I also came for the Flower of Hell in the Valley of Death.

Because there are many legends about the Hell Flower in my hometown, follow my footsteps and find it faster, and it has a beautiful name called the Flower of the Other Side.

The Holy Maiden Liu Wushuang looked at Li Yang's clear gaze and felt that he didn't seem to be lying. Aren't you from a small town next to Qingyun Mountain?

"It's my home, but it's not my hometown. No matter how high the eagle flies, where there is a blue sky, it is home. No matter how far the fish swim, where there is the sea, it is home. And my hometown is far away from the world. Li Yang looked into the distance and said with a deep face.

"I really need the Hell Flower, Uncle Shi was injured by a ghost cultivator a hundred years ago, and I need the Hell Flower to get rid of the torture brought by the soul." The Holy Maiden Liu Wushuang said lightly, her voice was extremely gentle, and hearing her voice seemed to be bathed in the spring breeze, which made people extremely comfortable.

Then the two shuttled through the barren mountains, looking at the saint Liu Wushuang's face with a hint of sadness. Li Yang opened his mouth and said, "Holy Maiden, I will definitely take you to find the Hell Flower and protect you from any harm." ”

"Why are you doing that?"

"Hehe......"

Li Yang smiled helplessly, if any man walked with you, he would say the same thing as me. I'll tell you a story about the flowers of hell.

Legend has it that once upon a time there were two people named Peter and An, and Heaven decreed that they should never see each other.

They cherished each other and admired each other, and finally one day, they met secretly despite the rules of God.

After they met, he found that the shore was a beautiful woman, and the shore also found that he was a handsome and dashing young man.

The result was doomed, because of the violation of the rules of heaven, the relationship was finally ruthlessly stifled. The gods cast a vicious curse on them, turning them into the flowers and leaves of a flower, but this flower is very peculiar.

Legend has it that after countless reincarnations, one day the Buddha came here and saw a flower on the ground with extraordinary temperament, red like fire, and the Buddha came to it to look carefully, and saw the mystery in it just by looking at it.

The Buddha was neither sad nor angry, but he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed three times, and reached out to pull the flower out of the ground.

The Buddha put the flower in his hand and said with emotion: "In the previous life, you couldn't see each other, after countless reincarnations, you couldn't keep each other, the so-called division and union is just the fate of birth and destruction, you have the curse of the gods, so that you are destined but not dispersed, and you are not divided, I can't help you unravel this vicious spell, so I will take you to the other side, so that you can bloom all over the wilderness."

On the way to the other side, the Buddha passed by the Santu River in the underworld, and accidentally wet his clothes by the river, and there was the red flower brought by the Buddha, and when the Buddha came to the other side, he found that the fiery red flowers had turned pure white, the Buddha pondered for a moment, and laughed loudly: great joy is not as good as great sorrow, remembering is better than forgetting, right and wrong, how can you tell it, good flowers, good flowers.

The Buddha planted this flower on the other side and called it the Mantara flower, and because it was on the other side, he called it the flower of the other side. ”

But the Buddha did not know that he was on the Santu River, and the river was so faded that all the red dripping into the river, and he wailed all the time long, which made people hear the sorrow, and the god of hell was very powerful, and when he learned that the mandala flower had been born, he came to the river, took out a seed and threw it into the river, and after a while, a flower that was more red and bright than before grew out of the water, and the god of hell took it in his hand and sighed, "You have escaped and are at ease, why should you leave this boundless hatred in the boundless hell of the sea of suffering?" I will ask you to be a guide messenger and guide them to samsara, just remember your color, there is already a mandala on the other side, so let's call you manju sawa. ”

When Saint Gu Liu Wushuang heard such a story, she said sadly: "I really didn't expect that the Flower of Hell would have such a story? Two people who truly love each other, why can't they be together? The gods are simply too impersonal. If I were a god, I would never let such a thing happen, and I would make them a loving couple. ”

"Hehe......"

Li Yang smiled bitterly, maybe this is called a good thing and a lot of grinding. An old man in my hometown once told me: "According to legend, the flower of hell only blooms in the Yellow Spring, and it is generally believed to be the flower of the connection that blooms on the other side of the Santu River in the underworld, on the other side of the Lethe River."

The Flower of Hell is as bright red as blood, paving the road to Hell and has flowers and no leaves, and is the only flower in the underworld.

The incense of the flowers of hell is said to have magical powers and can evoke memories of the deceased. Flowers on the other side, flowers bloom on the other side, you can't see the leaves when the flowers bloom, you can't see the flowers when there are leaves, the flowers and leaves don't see each other, and the life is wrong.

There are a large number of flowers blooming on the Huangquan Road, which looks like a carpet paved with blood from a distance, and is also known as the "Fire Road" because it is as red as fire, and it is also the only scenery and color on the long Huangquan Road. When the soul crosses the Lethe River, it forgets all the things that were in the past, and everything that was once left on the other side, and the deceased steps on the guidance of this flower to lead to the hell of the underworld.

The Holy Maiden Liu Wushuang looked at Li Yang's innocent gaze and said, "I think your hometown is really an interesting place, now I am full of curiosity about it, and I will definitely go to your hometown when I have the opportunity in the future, no matter how far away it is." ”

I also wanted to go back to my hometown to see it, but it was too far away for me to reach, and even if I spent my whole life, I might have gone there.

What you look forward to is the most beautiful, and maybe when you actually have it, maybe you will feel tired of it again.

There is a beautiful scenery everywhere in life, but there is a lack of someone who can be appreciated.

"You're an interesting person, aren't you afraid to stay in the canyon of death forever?" The Holy Maiden Liu Wushuang smiled after speaking.

Li Yang was completely stunned when he saw such a smile, and felt that Liu Wushuang's smile could heal any pain.