Se Wujie already knew that the three monks were from the White Horse Temple. Seeing that there were two disciples present, he only wanted them to bring Hua Chen's body back and bury it properly. However, it was not convenient to tell them in person, so he picked up a stone and threw it in the direction of the blood stain. The moon was deep and the people were quiet. The sound of stones colliding was clear and loud. The two of them were only shocked. They turned around at the same time and said,"Who is it?" Seeing that there was no one around, the two of them looked at each other and shivered. Looking at their expressions, it was as if they had seen a ghost.
Se Wujie had no choice but to pick up a slightly larger rock and throw it over. One of the monks took a closer look and said,""Senior brother, that side doesn't seem very quiet.”"What…what's wrong?" The senior brother was startled and stammered.”"There seems to be blood over there."”The senior brother said," Where…" Then, he looked in the direction his junior brother was pointing at. He saw the blood and couldn't help but cry out. Although Shidi was also afraid, he was not as strong as Shixiong. He only said,""Let's go over and take a look." The senior brother agreed submissively and slowly walked over. The two of them followed the bloodstains to the bushes. The senior brother also stepped on the unknown hand and jumped up in shock. The junior brother pushed aside the grass and saw the abbot and two martial uncles dead inside. Tears immediately fell from his eyes. His legs went weak and he knelt on the ground, crying,"Abbot, Uncle-Master!" When the senior brother came over to take a look, tears also fell.
When Se Wujie saw that they had found the body, he did not know who the hand belonged to, but he did not have the heart to care about it anymore. According to the post, the Heroes 'Meeting on Mount Hua would take place in a few months, so he wanted to travel on the way to Mount Hua and take a detour to the west.
Se Wujie went deep and simple. He first used the silver he had on him to exchange for a monk's robe and get rid of the Buddhist incense seal. As his hair grew slower, he bought a wig to wear on his head. This way, he would not attract too much attention. He usually walked around the mountain path, picking fresh fruits and hunting wild animals to eat. It was also a good time. Only when it was late at night would it be torturous and lonely. At this time, he would think of Yang Cailian from time to time. After half a month, Lust Without Abstinence was not far from Luoyang City.
Se Wujie had woken up early in the morning and wandered around the mountain for a few miles. Suddenly, he felt a little empty in his stomach. He took a deep breath and felt a light fragrance assail his nose. Everything in the morning had revived. This fragrance was like dew after the rain, making people overjoyed. Se Wujie felt a warm and comfortable feeling all over his body. He couldn't help but raise his head to look into the distance. He saw that on the mountain peak that was ten feet high from the ground, the words "Northern Mang Mountain" were resolutely written. The carving was exquisite and the words were unconventional. It was indeed the handwriting of an expert. In addition, these three words were carved on such a high mountain peak. There was nothing here to rely on, so it was really amazing.
Se Wujie was quite experienced. Although he had been walking in the mountains for several months, he was very clear about the principles he was following. In less than half a day, he would reach Luoyang City, which was ten miles away. However, he had never heard of the Northern Mang Mountain. Due to his curiosity, he couldn't help but stare at these three words for a long time, but his thoughts had already involuntarily drifted away. The faint fragrance was too alluring. Se Wujie couldn't help but follow the fragrance as he approached Northern Mang Mountain. Unknowingly, he had bypassed a small mountain path and was already on the road of Northern Mang Mountain.
As far as the eye could see, there were many graceful and elegant peonies of different colors and flower shapes growing on the Northern Mang Mountain. He was also surrounded by peonies. This feeling was simply indescribable. At this moment, the fragrance in his nose was even stronger, and he felt even more comfortable. He could not help but squat down and suck the sweet dew on the petals.
Peony was one of the famous flowers of the Celestial Dynasty. It had a large flower, a beautiful face, and a graceful and luxurious appearance. It was known as the "Flower King". The root bark of peony was called peony in Chinese medicine. It was a good medicine with the effect of clearing away heat and removing blood stasis. The morning dew absorbed the essence of the peony. Se Wujie felt his bones relax from the top of his head to the Yongquan acupoint of his feet. The emptiness in his stomach disappeared. He couldn't help but fall into the peony bushes and close his eyes to meditate.
Peony was a famous traditional flower in China. It began in the Jin Dynasty, flourished in the Sui Dynasty, flourished in the Tang Dynasty, and flourished in the Song Dynasty. Luoyang peony was introduced and cultivated in Sichuan Tianpeng, Jiangsu Yancheng, Zhejiang Hangzhou, Anhui Haochuan, Shandong Caozhou, Guangdong Shaoguan and other places. Since the Tang Dynasty, there was no more prosperous peony than Luoyang, which was known as the best peony in the world. Ouyang, a native of the Song Dynasty, once wrote a poem,"Luoyang's earth vein flowers are the most suitable, and peonies are especially strange in the world" to praise Luoyang's peonies. There were more than 100 varieties of Luoyang peonies, and many of them were precious. Among them,"Yao Huang" and "Wei Zi" were known as the "kings" and "queens" of peonies, and were especially loved by people.
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