Chapter Ninety-Seven: Crying Flowers
"Sure enough, it's just a yin place, or the psychological element zhì is not enough;"
After walking half of the city, Leng Yi stood on the top of a three-story stone building and breathed a sigh of relief;
How could there be anything in this? The place where those things were born was not just the Yin Land, it was enough; not to mention the extreme lack of vitality in the Western Great Wilderness, the mere disorder of the vitality was destined to cause nothing to appear here;
After all, those things need to be nourished by vitality before they can be born......
But to Leng Yi's surprise, there is no trace of the imaginary mass murder in this ruin, as if the city has simply been abandoned;
Where did such a heavy resentment come from?
Leng Yi frowned and sat down to meditate again, and soon determined where he needed something, so he jumped off the stone building and continued to walk through the ruins, all the way to the inner city;
Like today's architectural pattern, the inner city is the residence of wealthy families with high doors, and pieces of dilapidated and collapsed mansions are covered with tens of thousands of acres of inner city;
After Leng Yi determined where he was going again, he ran along the wide street towards the northwest corner;
Arriving at the northwest corner, Leng Yi flashed into an ordinary mansion, and then searched one house after another, until he came to a tall pavilion in the backyard;
"This should be it;"
Leng Yi glanced at the gloomy pavilion and ran straight in, until he came to a large, dusty room on the top floor;
"In the corner;" Just as Leng Yi had just stepped into the room, the old dragon suddenly said in a deep voice;
"Hmm;" Leng Yi nodded but couldn't help frowning slightly, the old dragon's mood seemed to be a little ......
With the doubts in his heart, Leng Yi carefully searched a few corners, and soon saw a palm-sized white flower in a dark corner in the distance;
It can't be this flower, right?
Glancing at the white flowers, the corners of Leng Yi's eyebrows raised slightly, the Western Wilderness is not without plants blooming, nor is it without white flowers, but this kind of place......
And this flower......
Unexpectedly!
At the moment when he saw the flower clearly, Leng Yi couldn't help but feel a thrill all over his body, and then he felt a tingling on his scalp and couldn't help but raise the hammer!
This white flower doesn't seem to be a big deal, but it's a little too white;
But if you look closely, you can find that the stamen of this miserable white flower is actually a woman's face!
Slightly closed eyes, delicate eyebrows, high nose, red lips, and even fair skin...... The face on the stamen is so realistic, so lifelike!
And what's even weirder is the expression of that face:
It is obviously a cry, but it seems to be a smile, and at the same time it is full of endless resentment and hatred, which seems to be one and closely related to the resentment that has not been dispersed for thousands of years in this ruin;
"This is a crying flower, take it off and impact the Bone Refining Realm, remember not to be disturbed by it;" the old dragon said slowly, his tone seemed to be full of heaviness and pain;
Crying Zero Flowers......
Leng Yi's brows furrowed again, and when he heard the name, he knew that this flower was definitely an evil thing;
But this is the Great Western Wilderness......
Is there something else to that?
Leng Yi's cheeks twitched suddenly, he clenched his hammer and looked around, and the mood that had just relaxed became tense again;
"Waste! look at your guts, just this flower, move quickly!" urged the old dragon with great impatience, and listening to this tone, he seemed to be forcibly suppressing something;
The old immortal is here, there are no taboos!
Leng Yi took a deep breath, put down his heart again, raised his legs and walked to the corner, while secretly thinking in his heart;
The fact that this evil thing can appear here is definitely not an ordinary thing, and it is certainly not something that those monks who write books and work can know about and study;
Moreover, how can evil things be called evil things if they don't violate common sense?
It's just that......
Leng Yi suddenly had a faint feeling, this kind of flower seemed to be known only to the old dragon's level of existence!
Leng Yi bit his lip, this flower was obviously only enough for him to impact the Bone Refining Realm, and it was not a legendary treasure of heaven and earth, but why did he feel this way?
What is even more strange is that the old dragon only told him a noun, but did not explain to him the origin of this flower as usual;
It seems that he was very reluctant to mention this flower;
But this also affirms the feeling of coldness, something that can make the old dragon care about it, this kind of flower is really not an ordinary storage zài......
What kind of flower is this?
Leng Yi's cheeks twitched slightly, and a trace of cold sweat oozed from his temples, and then Leng Yi stabilized his mind and slowly stretched out his hand to the rhizome of the flower......
Ten inches;
Seven inches;
Four-inch ......
"Woooooooooo......oo Woooooooo
At the moment when Leng Yi's hand just touched the flower stem, a terrible cry echoed in the gloomy room;
Sorrowful, miserable, desolate, and filled with endless resentment and deep despair;
It seems that what is in front of you is not a flower, but a living woman crying!
At the moment when the cry sounded, Leng Yi was full of excitement and then withdrew his hand like lightning, and then retreated more than a dozen steps, looking at the flower with a numb scalp and raising the hammer in his hand;
He clearly saw that in the echoing cry, two lines of red blood slowly flowed down the face and beautiful eyes of the woman in the flowers!
This, this, this...... What the hell is this a flower or something!
Leng Yi's cheeks twitched uncontrollably, he knew that if this flower was really something, he should have run away when he saw the old dragon, since he was not afraid of the old dragon, it must be a plant, and the evil flower was also a plant!
But do plants cry, do they cry, or tears?
"Bastard, what are you afraid of! If you don't dare to go, get out of here!" At this moment, the old dragon's roar exploded in Leng Yi's mind like a thunderbolt in the nine heavens, and Leng Yi was so frightened that Leng Yi almost sat on the ground;
The old immortal is angry!
Leng Yi bit his lip and stood up tremblingly, this was the first time in so long time that the old dragon was angry, it seemed that this flower really made him care very much, what was this ......
What kind of flower it is! It's just a plant!
Leng Yi clenched his fists suddenly, punched him hard in the chest, and then gritted his teeth and strode to the corner of the wall in the echoing cry, stretched out his green hand and plucked the flower at once-
"Ah——!!h
At the moment when Leng Yi picked the flower, a heart-rending scream echoed in the dead ruins, like the last desperate cry of a living woman before her tragic death, which was even more creepy in this world full of resentment!
Hearing this scream, Leng Yi was so frightened that his face instantly turned as white as paper, and his whole body trembled violently and almost suffocated in one breath!
Fortunately, a plant is a plant after all, and once the rhizome is pulled out, it loses its vitality, and as the scream vanishes, the silence around it returns to death......
He's ...... Damn!
When the surroundings were quiet, Leng Yi, who was cold all over, also regained his composure, and then he collapsed to the ground like a ball of mud and gasped for breath......
"No matter, no matter, get out of town immediately!"
Leng Yi took a few breaths, punched himself in the face, and then gritted his teeth and trembled to get up, picked up the hammer and rushed out of the pavilion, and rushed out of the city;
This place is so wicked!
In this kind of environment, you can't calm down and cultivate at all!
"Woohoo!"
Just as Leng Yi ran out of the ruins, the iron-armored rhinoceros in the distance yelled excitedly at Leng Yi, and the huge head shook happily, but still didn't dare to run over;
Hey, this little guy didn't leave!
After seeing the iron-armored rhinoceros, a warm current surged in Leng Yi's tense heart, and then quickly came to its side;
"I'm fine, isn't that good?" Leng Yi patted the iron rhinoceros on the head and smiled comfortably, he really didn't expect this little guy to worry about him so much;
Who says beasts are ruthless?
After pacifying the ironclad rhinoceros, Leng Yi looked back at the mysterious and strange ruins again, and with the experience just now, he vaguely saw something from the resentment shrouded in the ruins......
But beyond that, there's a deep sense of powerlessness!