"You...... What are you talking about?" Su Heng got goosebumps from the words, and he waved his hand from his head, "Where will there be flowers on my head?"

The shopkeeper pointed to the top of Su Heng's head, and his smile became more and more naïve, "Don't be excited, go up a little further, you touch it." ”

I don't know why, Su Heng's heart suddenly cooled, something was wrong with his body, he reached out and touched his head, and then ......

I felt two silk threads that were still slowly wriggling...... There is also a very sturdy flower stem......

"Did you touch it? Now this flower is still a bone, and when it blooms, you will be able to identify yourself." The shopkeeper said patiently, then walked into the room and placed the flower pot on the table in the outer hall.

"Don't worry, this mandala flower won't affect your normal life, it's just that you still need time to feed it slowly......" The shopkeeper said with a smile at Su Heng before leaving, and then closed the door.

Su Heng's heart was beating wildly, he just came to this Tusheng country, why did he have such a weird flower on the top of his head?

The people here are crazy!

There was a bronze mirror in the room, and Su Heng could clearly see that above his head, a cyan flower bone that was still wrapped was swaying leisurely, and the two green silk threads were like weak and boneless arms, waving graceful dancing.

"Hemp egg!"

Su Heng scolded, directly reached out and grabbed the flower stem, and then tore it hard.

"Shhh

Su Heng's tears and snot spurted out together, as if he was going to tear out his internal organs and intestines from the top of his head, it was like death!

"I don't believe it yet. ”

Su Heng sat cross-legged on the ground, and the true qi in the meridians was running wildly, flowing all over his body, trying to find out where this mandala flower was rooted.

A stick of incense...... A cup of tea......

There were more and more beads of sweat on Su Heng's forehead, and finally his face turned pale.

I didn't find anything out of the ordinary, how could it be?

Is this a joke?

Su Heng closed his eyes again, and the thunder all over his body continued to burst, but the mandala above his head was still swaying and dancing, as if he was laughing at Su Heng's inadequacy!

"It's useless! How can it be useless?" Su Heng was about to be driven crazy, this Raushzi mandala was like a part of the body, and he couldn't find anything abnormal at all.

"Ahh

Su Heng shouted angrily, and the room suddenly turned into a ruin, Su Heng's heart seemed to have thousands of ants crawling, anxious, angry, uneasy, and an urge to destroy everything stirred in his heart.

"Su Heng, do you have flowers on your head?" hahaha......" At this moment, in the chaotic sea in the purple mansion in the center of his eyebrows, Su Wuchang laughed weakly.

In the last battle of Che Qiuguo, Su Wuchang suffered a lot of losses, not only the soul sea was reduced by half, but even the black Jiao under his seat was damaged, seeing Su Heng going crazy, Su Wuchang was very happy in his heart!

"Shut up!"

Su Heng's body was full of thunder, and with a wave of his hand, the entire inn began to shake, as if an earthquake had occurred, and everyone began to run around in panic.

"I think this mandala is not bad, if you don't want it, just give it to me, let me bear this pain for you. Su Wuchang is not afraid of big things, "When I get this mandala gone, it's not too late for you to come back, how about it?"

"Don't be delusional!" Su Heng scolded, the strength around him instantly converged, and the door walked out of the room.

Su Wuchang's dark eyes closed again, he was hibernating, waiting for an opportunity!

Su Heng walked out of the inn and found that there was a commotion in the inn, and everyone was holding flower pots and running away.

"It's you!" Su Heng suppressed the murderous intent that was constantly boiling in his heart, and he pulled the shopkeeper who had just given him a flower pot, and then returned to the room.

"Guest officer...... The guest officer ......" shopkeeper waved his hand frantically, "Don't kill me...... Don't kill me!"

"From now on, I will ask you to answer, if there is half a lie, today will be your death!" Su Heng forced the shopkeeper to look at the second child, and his tone was full of meaning.

"Guest officer, you ask, you ask......" The shopkeeper swallowed his throat and said.

"What the hell is going on with this flower?" Su Heng stared at the shopkeeper tightly.

The shopkeeper's mouth stumbled nervously, but he still quickly said, "This ...... This...... This is a mandala flower unique to the country! We people will give birth to this mandala from the top of our heads after the age of thirteen, and then we will start feeding it with blood......"

"Why can't I take this mandala off?"

"This mandala has been rooted in every corner of the body since it grows, so it can't be removed. The shopkeeper said, "We are born in the country, from birth to death, just to feed the mandala, this is our fate, anyone who comes to the country will soon grow a mandala, if you can't reach the realm of the nine petals of the flower seal, you will not be allowed to leave the country for the rest of your life!"

"What is the Flower Seal Nine Petals?" Su Heng asked.

The shopkeeper pointed to his forehead, where there was a faint red circular mark, and next to the red mark there was a petal that was exactly the same as a mandala.

"This is the flower print, I only have one petal. This is because I have already fed a mature mandala, and after that mandala has blossomed and borne fruit, I eat the seed, so I have a petal print. The shopkeeper explained,

"After eating the seeds, a second mandala will bloom on the top of the head, and so on, if I can eat nine seeds, then I will cultivate the nine petals of the flower seal, and then I can go to the holy mountain, and it is not difficult to ascend to the sky in one step. ”

Speaking of this, the shopkeeper couldn't help but have a trace of yearning in his eyes.

"What's the difference between the colors of the mandala?" Su Heng thought for a while and continued to ask.

"The mandala is made up of stems, leaves, petals, and touches, which are the two green threads...... As for the colors, there are five in total, the more common ones are the red slave mandala, the purple commoner mandala, and the blue noble mandala. The shopkeeper told Su Heng everything he knew, "The rest are quite rare, they are white jade mandalas and black gold mandalas." ”

"Before the nine petals of the flower seal, the people of the Tusheng country could not practice, and this mandala is the only status symbol, the blue mandala can suppress purple and red, purple can suppress red, and the white jade mandala and black gold mandala are difficult to appear, only the legendary royal family can have them, and the current lord of the country is just a dark blue mandala......"

Su Heng fell into deep thought, the information that Dian Xiaoer said could already allow him to construct a general framework for the situation in this Tusheng Country.

The mandala is a symbol of status and strength, and each level is extremely tight, with the upper class suppressing the lower class and the lower class unable to resist. In addition, the Chinese people are pursuing the nine petals of the flower seal, and only by cultivating the nine petals of the flower seal can they completely get rid of the shackles and enter the holy mountain to practice, and the nine petals of the flower seal must rely on concentrating on feeding their mandala, accelerating its growth, making it bloom and bear fruit faster, and then eat the seeds and continue to feed the next reincarnation......

Then only one last question remains.

"Can the suit be changed?"