It is a begonia from the Sky Mountain,

The flowers bloom in all seasons, and everyone who has seen it praises its figure.

It understands the words of human beings and shares the thoughts of lovers.

It is arrogant, aloof, and disdainful of the company of ordinary wild creatures.

There are countless creatures in the mountains, evergreen bamboos, hundred-year-old trees, summer solstice butterflies, winter solstice finch, and there are no spiritual things except it.

It has depended on the Sky Mountain for thousands of years,

For thousands of years, it has grown on this cliff and looked down on all living beings under the mountain.

Winter goes to spring, she has seen many people in the past thousands of years,

From innocent children to old men with gray temples,

It has experienced wars and gunsmoke,

It has seen the birth, aging, sickness and death, joys and sorrows of human beings,

I don't know when it gradually gave birth to spiritual consciousness......

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Three hundred and fifteen years of the Xiange Dynasty

The sudden rainstorm in March in Liancheng flooded the rice fields and crops, and also flooded the small begonia on the Sky Mountain.

The begonia petals were wet and scattered all over the ground by the torrential rain, and some of the remaining washed flowers trembled on the branches.

It shrunk its branches, tightened its few begonia petals, and didn't know when such a day would be a head......

If it goes on like this, it will have to be bald.

At this time, a rush of footsteps came, and a little child ran in the mountains, holding a vegetable basket in his hand, wearing a straw hat on his head, and a straw rope woven on his body.

The boy walked up to the begonia tree, untied his hat, and draped it over the tree, and the torrential rain soon soaked through his clothes.

The thin figure looked up at the huge begonia tree in front of him

"Begonia tree, begonia tree, do you feel cold when you bury a tree in this cold soil? When it rains, do you feel wet? Will there be small insects eating at your roots? ”

It absorbs nutrients from the soil, of course, it doesn't feel cold, and rain is also one of the nutrients, so how can it be wet?

Only then did it discover that under the child's hat was a sackcloth robe.

"My mother said, I dreamed of my father last night, and my father said that his leg was sick, and his leg was sore and cold, but where would my father be now?" He hadn't been home for more than a year.

Yesterday, those officers and soldiers who came back from the battlefield said that their father had died in the country, and they only sent a helmet and a few taels of silver to their mothers......

When I asked my mother what it meant to be martyred, and why didn't my father come back to us, my mother said that my father had fallen asleep in the ground under our feet.

My father is in the soil, and you are in the soil, if you see your father, can you help me bring this hat to him? Pretty begonia flowers. ”

It turned out that after being a martyr, what a poor child, it's just your father, he can't come back......

The begonia tree spread its branches outwards and held it above the child's head, and it could do nothing but help the poor child in front of him to shelter from the rain......

When the child saw that the begonia tree moved, he jumped up happily

"Then you just agreed to help me bring Demoiselle to Daddy? Thank you, Begonia Flower, I will come to see you often!

But I have to go first, I have to bring fresh wild vegetables and mushrooms to my mother......"

The child is gone, leaving only a coat for the begonia tree......

On the second day, the torrential rain still did not stop, and suona and heart-rending cries came from the cemetery behind the mountain......

Begonia has been accustomed to it, 800 years ago it opened the mind, weddings and funerals, it has seen a lot, it has also survived many people here.

Only from that day on, the child was never seen again......

It was not until one day, when the rainstorm stopped, that it saw the child again, only this time, the child seemed to be much more mature.

He came to the begonia tree with a sad expression, and the hats on the tree were still there, but they were broken a lot.

The child's mother was sick, she was very sick, she kept coughing at night, she coughed up a lot of blood and didn't want me to go to Langzhong for her, and the money for her father's pension was almost used up......

Will I lose my mother? Begonia flowers, you tell me, what should I do? ”

Begonia looked at the child with a sad life under the tree and couldn't help but feel pity......

Hey, the ups and downs of life and the rain are beating......

The life and death of mortals is not something I can decide......

But if your mother's life is not over,

I'll pull you by the hand,

It's not against the sky.

Let's give it a try and help this hard-working child!

The child only felt that the begonia tree shook, and then a begonia flower glowing pink slowly fell from the branches.

The child's eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hands to catch the flowers in his palms, and a cold and ethereal voice appeared in his mind

"Give this begonia flower to your mother's clothes, and your mother's mother will be safe and sound!"

The child's expression changed from surprise to surprise, and he looked around for the source of the sound, but there was no one around but the huge begonia tree in front of him.

"Is that you? Begonia trees? ”

There was still no one around, and after a while, all he could answer was the chirping of birds and cicadas in the valley......

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Cangxi Village

The child put the begonia flowers into the residue that had been boiled over and over again, and he thought to himself that his mother was saved.

Sure enough, after taking the bowl of medicine decocted from the begonia flowers, the child's mother's condition improved visibly, and the child thought about going to the begonia tree to thank him.

He told his mother the origin of the matter, but his mother didn't believe that there was a strange force in this world, and only thought that the illness had improved after taking herbal medicine, and no longer allowed him to go to the begonia tree......

Although the child was reluctant, in order not to let his mother work, he had to nod his head and agree......

In the child's world, everything is pure, there is no so-called black and white right and wrong, and later, what he believes in his heart is gradually thinned with worldly desires and greed......

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The top of the Sky Mountain

It was night, the begonia flower at the cliff saved people from the floating slaughter, accumulated a merit, maybe it was the nine heavens above the recitation of the heart and kindness, a thunder flashed, and the begonia tree was born in response to the thunder......

The roots of the tree faded, and the branches also fell, and just as it was completing its transformation, a yellow talisman flew to interrupt its transformation, and the spell did not know what kind of spell was blessed, and the begonia tree was beaten back to its original form......

At this time, I saw a Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe and over half a hundred years old walking out of the mountains and forests, and it was this person who interrupted its transformation......

As soon as he took on a human form, he was sealed......

Could there be anything worse than that?

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Three hundred and twenty years of the Chaoge Dynasty

The Cangqiong Mountain, where this begonia flower depends, has been in drought for five years.

The villagers at the foot of the mountain eat tree bark and dig grass roots, and the villagers abandon their wives and children in order to fill their stomachs.

In order to survive, stop at nothing.

Some starved to death, others died of disease.

And this begonia, because it was born on the cliff, was lucky not to be cut down by the woodcutter.

Now that there is a great drought in the sky, this begonia will also be on the verge of death......

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Suddenly, the wild dogs in the mountains went into a carnival.

It's the villagers under the mountain again, this time, is it finally the turn of this begonia?

Is it time to dig its roots?

It hugged the branches as if it were spiritual.

After a while, the bustling voices dispersed.

Fortunately, it turned out that they just threw the dead village name into the mass grave behind the Sky Mountain.

The corpses of dead villagers nourish this begonia.

A strong desire to survive constantly stimulates it,

Like the wild dogs, it voraciously devoured the rotting corpses of mass graves.

She didn't want to die, she wanted to live, she wanted to embrace the morning fog, taste the dew in the mountains, and listen to the birds and geese chirp about the interesting things about the north and south.

It wanted to live so much that this begonia saw the soul of a human being in its dying life in its rotting corpse.

There were many images in her soul that she had never seen before......

Seven emotions and six desires, love and hatred, greed and hatred......

Maybe it's a coincidence, maybe it's God's mercy.

It is supported by a tenacious belief in survival, and she also wants to experience it in the world......

The blood moon is like a mirror, the mountain fog is like frost, the virtual reality is unpredictable, and there is a yellow sorghum ......

The spell of the spell blessing is exhausted,

A spirit was born from the top of the mountain,

That begonia tree, it took shape again......

Yes, it's shapeshifting again......

Under the scarlet blood moon, the scene of wild dogs biting and snatching food is shocking.

People are too busy to take care of themselves,

In the face of life and death, who cares about the dead!

The blood moon ascended into the sky, illuminating the earth a dangerous dark red, the night was slightly cool, and the wind was blowing on the hills.

A woman appeared in the pile of dead in the mass grave, covered only by a tattered hat.

Through the trance moonlight, I vaguely saw that the woman's body was white and flawless, like nephrite, weak and boneless jade fingers, smooth black hair, and a faint fragrance of begonia flowers......

The cold ground, the gentle breeze, and the red moon constantly stimulated her five senses......

She had stopped at the top of the mountain for eight hundred and five years, and now she was free......

The woman is the begonia.

The woman was so absorbed in the joy of the transformation that she was completely oblivious to the ferocious, grinning wild dogs around her.

A pack of wild dogs stared closely at the woman in the mass grave, and the woman was not afraid.

She had just broken through the seal, and she was a little weak, and she had no ability to protect herself, so she could only stand in place.

It's just that the ferocious wild dogs make her feel very bad.

I don't know if it's fear or it's driven by fear.

The dead branches and leaves around the woman slowly rose into the air with the ups and downs of her inner emotions, and after a while, those dead branches and leaves seemed to have life, constantly trembling in the air.

Suddenly, the dead branches and leaves turned into sharp swords and flew away in all directions.

And those wild dogs scattered in pain, running away, and howling all the way, without the ferocity of Fang Cai.

The only remaining dingo was cut all over his body, and the wound marks were smooth and flat, and none of them turned out.

Some of the wild dogs have no signs of life, but some wild dogs are hungry, they are not afraid of death, they linger around the woman and refuse to leave, and keep circling around the woman......

When she came back to her senses, she found that several wild dogs had died on the spot, and the woman was a little happy......

Then a sparse sound of footsteps interrupted her thoughts.

She knew that someone was going up the mountain, and the footsteps were approaching in this direction......

She began to feel at a loss and didn't know what to do, and subconsciously wanted to hide, but there was nowhere to hide......

Wild dogs are approaching in the vicinity......

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A moment later, a villager approached slowly, holding a torch and straightening his body like a distant mountain, but the footsteps stopped.

When the woman looked at it, it turned out to be a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy.

The boy stood on a high place, and saw a large and motionless living person standing in the large pit of the mass grave.

The villager chuckled in his heart, he thought to himself, didn't he meet a ghost?

If it weren't for the ferocious wild dogs surrounding the living man, he would have thought he had encountered something unclean.

Just like that, across the wild dog, she looked at him, he looked at her, and no one dared to speak first, for fear of disturbing the wild dog.

The young man saw that the man had long hair and waist-length and a slender figure, but his whole body was pale, and he couldn't distinguish between men and women, but it was especially terrifying against the backdrop of this corpse.

And she thought to herself, she was in danger, and this person might be able to save herself......

She is no longer a begonia tree, she has taken shape, a living being......

A few pieces of broken liss covered the important parts, and she was just naked, standing in the mass grave, under the red moon, three thousand strands of hair fluttered in the wind, allowing the strands of hair to cover the bridge of her nose and her cheeks, and her face never changed in the center.

People are not as good as heaven......

The young man looked at the people in the mass grave for a long time, although the current scene was terrifying, but the person had a shadow, it should not be a ghost.

It's just that I don't know who came here in the middle of the night, whether it would be like him, who also came to make a fortune from the dead.

When he got closer, he saw the whole face of the man, his lips and teeth were red and white, and his complexion was like snow, which was shocking. I saw that the man's long hair was scattered on his chest, and if the night wind blew through it, I could vaguely see her chest bulging high.

If it's a ghost, it must be a beautiful female ghost.

"Don't look at indecency, don't look at indecency, don't look at indecency......"

The little boy suddenly turned around and kept repeating the words.

A cold and weak voice said

"Childe, save me! Look at these wild dogs, grinning with bared teeth, and the little woman is so scared."

She was now just transformed, and she was particularly weak, and if she could get his help, it would be a way out of danger.

Although he now had a torch in his hand, the woman's body, though covered, was more seductive than uncovered......

He could only look in other directions.

He walked like her with a torch and drove away the wild dogs with the torches

He turned his back and didn't look back

"Why is the girl alone here? Still...... Still full body chi, luo, what is the girl unspeakable? ”

She pondered for a long time and didn't know how to answer, but she felt that this young man was not very old, but he was quite bold.

It's just that he has too many questions, and he asks her a lot of questions in one go, and she doesn't know which one to answer first?

The young man saw that she didn't speak for a long time, thinking that she was afraid, so he began to report to his home, "Girl, I am Zhang Moyuan from Cangxi Village under the mountain, don't be afraid, it is really dangerous to be in such a wild place, the world is cold, girl, go home quickly, don't stay here." ”

What should she say, she doesn't have a home? Is she a tree, a flower, not a girl?

She thought to herself, but he was a warm-hearted teenager.

At this time, Zhang Moyuan thought to himself, didn't he meet a fool?

It is also common to abandon his wife and daughter in these years, but this woman is naked, stupid and dumb, I don't know what happened, he doesn't dare to think about it, he just feels that this woman is very pitiful.

Zhang Moyuan didn't think much about it, took off the strip of cloth that was haircut, blindfolded, took off his coat, and draped his coat over her.

Zhang Moyuan's strong and powerful arms pulled the woman out of the pile of dead people, and only then did the woman see the package behind him.

The boy was carrying a package on his back, and his face was dirty, and he didn't know that he thought he had crawled out of the pile of dead people.

He pulled the woman up in one go.

He said, "Keep up, don't lose it." ”

Then he went to rummage through the corpses on the ground, stripped the dead villagers of their clothes, and threw them to the woman behind them.

And he picked up the dead wild dog and said to himself, "Tonight has been fruitful."

She understood, he had come to make a fortune from the dead.

Zhang Moyuan continued: "Nowadays, the people in the great drought are not living, the cattle and sheep are exhausted, the land is not grass, and the goose dung and soil clods are not enough to feed the stomach, as more and more people die, each village has set up checkpoints to prevent the homeless riots, if you don't save more clothes, I'm afraid even we young adults can't survive this winter." ”

I see, it's my villain's heart!

It's understandable that he made this decision in order to survive.

As Zhang Moyuan rummaged through the night, the woman may be weak and impatient to wait for him.

She threw all the clothes that Zhang Moyuan searched on the ground, and Zhang Moyuan looked at the clothes he had worked so hard to find scattered on the ground, so he stopped what he was doing and picked them up one by one.

He didn't get angry, didn't say a word, just picked it up silently.

He didn't care how the carcasses of the wild dogs around him came from.

Zhang Moyuan was much simpler than she imagined, he found a set of women's clothes for the woman to change into.

Zhang Moyuan, her impression of him is that of a bold teenager......

To be continued......