Xiao Yan recalled the content and said: "A long time ago, there was a young man who was indifferent by nature, lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests, liked to plant flowers and plants, and the courtyard was full of purples and reds. I usually recite poems to the flowers and plants.

Once the flowers and plants wither, they will cry incessantly, as if their relatives have died, infinitely sad, they must collect the flowers and plants, dig pits and bury them, and wail for several days.

The boy cherished flowers and plants so much that he touched the flower fairy in the sky. The flower fairy flew down from the sky and married her, and the clouds and rain continued. However, the good times did not last long, and when the gods learned about this, they were very angry, and brought the flower fairy back to the divine realm because the immortals were not matched.

Since the boy lost his wife, he sighed all day long, and every festival he would offer incense and pray, hoping to reunite his husband and wife. In addition, he was depressed all day long, and no longer cultivated flowers and plants, and the courtyard was deserted.

One day, a white-haired old man came to the mountain, and the old man told the young man that the white peony flowers still blooming in the garden were the incarnation of his wife, and as long as the flowers were burned, the flower fairy could fall from the divine realm, and he would love Yunyu again, and he should not slack off on the care of flowers and plants in the future.

After finishing speaking, the white-haired old man rode away in the wind, and the young man suddenly woke up and took care of the flowers and plants carefully. But although he loved his wife, he couldn't bear to burn the peony flowers. Because he is the embodiment of his wife, he loves him even more, and cries and prays to him day and night.

Finally one day, the young man lovesick broke his intestines, died next to the flowers, and when he was dying, he drained blood on the petals, and it became a fairy grass, called Acacia Broken Intestines. ”

After the story was finished, Xiao Yan looked at Dugu Bo Zusun with a complicated face, and frowned. Shouldn't you be touched by such a touching story? Why do you seem to be a little angry?

"What's your expression?" Xiao Yan asked puzzled.

Dugu Yan snorted coldly: "Xiao Yan, what kind of story are you?" Also flower fairy? When I saw a man, I salivated, and the people in Heaven Dou City were all stronger than her, and they were disgusting. ”

Xiao Yan defended: "Didn't the flower fairy fall in love with that young man because he loved flowers? ”

This kind of story is similar to the snail girl, basically there is a goblin, a fairy or something, I fell in love with a certain scholar at a glance, and then I got married immediately, and then it was a ghost and a fairy who could not match, and the final ending was mostly tragic, like the happy ending of the snail girl is very few, and the old routine is old.

Dugu Bo shook his head and said, "The boy in the story also has problems. At the beginning, he said that he loved flowers and plants to death, and when a flower and plant died, it was like the death of his parents, and then his wife was arrested by God, so he ignored the flowers and plants.

He treats flowers and plants as his parents, because his wife is gone, he ignores his parents, which is simply unfilial piety! Although the story doesn't say that the boy's parents are still there, if they were, they would definitely be angry. ”

Xiao Yan thought about it carefully, and he also felt that it was quite reasonable, this person did have some problems.

It's a bit like Tang Hao.

After having a wife, the whole family of the sect didn't care about life or death, and when the wife died, he only knew how to drink.

"Grandpa, that's not all!" Dugu Yan added, "In the middle of the story, the boy no longer loves flowers and plants, and completely falls in love with his wife. After being reminded by the white-bearded old man, he knew the incarnation of his wife, and logically speaking, he loved his wife so much that he should burn the peony flowers on the spot and reunite the husband and wife. But this man did not burn, and he couldn't bear to say anything.

Does he love his wife, or does he love flowers and plants? Neuropathy the same! ”

Xiao Yan thought of Da Damp in a trance, isn't this a similar symptom to Da Damp?

said in his mouth, 'There is no waste of martial souls, only waste of soul masters', nesting in Notting Academy for twenty years, but he is looking for a student who is actually a genius as a disciple.

Split personality!

"Yan Yan is right, this young man is indeed sick." Dugu Bo nodded in agreement, "This young man is capricious, and his brain is indeed sick." Xiao Yan, your story is not good. ”

Xiao Yanxin said: I didn't write this thing, who knows which old dog from the Tang Sect made it?

"I think that's how the story should be." Dugu Bo touched his chin and modified the story, "I think the story should be like this." ”

"A long time ago, there was a teenager who was reprimanded by his parents for doing some farm work and studying for a long time because he only loved flowers and plants, so that he could support himself in the future. The boy was so angry that he ran away from home and took flowers and plants as his parents. The boy is also a human being, and after a period of time, he hopes that the flowers and plants can be like the stories in the book, and the flowers and plants can become a wife.

Thinking about it day and night, tossing and turning, people who already have mental problems are even sicker.

Finally, he imagined a flower fairy wife in his mind, and she was extremely happy. Suddenly, one day, the young man's mind suddenly thought of his parents reprimanding him for raising flowers and plants. In a trance, the original flower fairy's wife was captured by the gods.

In fact, the appearance of this god was entirely because he thought of his parents who had prevented him from raising flowers and grass before.

After that, the boy has been living in the pain of his wife's departure, what flowers and plants are not as good as his wife, if he encounters his wife's birthday, he has to mourn.

After all, everything was just a teenager's fantasy, and after a while, the boy's body had a strong demand, hoping that his wife would come back, and then there was the appearance of the white-bearded old man. Otherwise, where his parents couldn't find it, why would an old man suddenly come? ”

Xiao Yan was really a little dumbfounded when he heard this, this brain hole is godly!

Dugu Yan listened with relish: "Grandpa, then why didn't the young man come up with his wife in his mind in the end?" ”

"I'm sick and dead." Dugu Bo replied as a matter of course.

"Sick and dead?" Xiao Yan was full of question marks, "How do you say this?" ”

Dugu Bo said: "This young man was mentally ill, he left his parents, and when he first raised flowers and plants, he was very hungry and ate so many plants, and he could ensure that he would not be starved to death." That's why he occasionally sees some flowers and plants that look like withers, all of which are just leftovers from his food.

You can think about it, a handful of flowers and plants are born in spring and die in autumn, and the time of death is about the same, how come it is that when you get to him, flowers and plants often die? It's not that he steals it himself.

Since he started thinking about his wife, he doesn't take care of the flowers and plants, what does he eat? In addition, if you have mental problems, under the double blow, won't you die of illness? ”

"I see!" Dugu Yan nodded convincingly.

Xiao Yan also gave a thumbs up in admiration.

If you think about it carefully, Dugubo's story is obviously more real and more plausible.

But the story he said is not all fake, at least there is such a fairy grass.

Maybe the protagonist of the story is indeed a psychopath, and by chance he raised a fairy grass, and the story over-beautifies the protagonist.

(End of chapter)