Queen Flower

Wen Dao's eyes were about to split, and his eyes were darkened. He leaped forward. When he arrived at the ditch, the rolling rocks had already blocked his way. Jiang Lan had long since disappeared and disappeared in front of him. He saw with his own eyes that she was engulfed by the mudslide but could not do anything, and for a moment he only felt that the world was spinning.

Wen Daolin ignored the still rolling gravel and rushed to dig the soil with his bare hands. The two men in gray hurriedly rushed to the front one while dragging him, trying to pull him back, "Sir, it's dangerous! Be careful of the rocks, you can't dig right now."

As soon as he pushed the two of them away with all his strength, he turned his head and glared angrily. His face was pale and his eyes were red, "Go away and dig it for me."

The two wandered around the periphery and dared not move forward, but Wen Daolin ignored them, went straight to move the stones, and patted the gravel branches that were rolling down the mountain.

Time was passing, and the sky was getting dark. I don't know how long it took. His fingers were dripping with blood, and he was still digging, mechanically, and dazedly. His legs were stuck in the mud, and his white clothes were stained with blood. Spots are interlaced, layer upon layer.

When no more debris seemed to fall from the mountain, the two men in gray also joined the digging. Passers-by saw the three people being so pitiful, and joined the digging one after another. Many well-meaning people brought tools to help dig.

But even so, on the second morning, they were busy without stopping, but they still found nothing, not a single hair of Jiang Lan's. Everyone's strength was exhausted, resting on the road, only Wen Daolin continued to dig.

"This son, don't dig any more, even if you find it now, you won't be able to come back..."

"Take a rest, and it's not safe here, there may be rocks coming down..."

"People may have been trapped in a deep ditch and can't be rescued..."

...

Many people are saying that Wen Daolin can't hear or see anything. He still remembers the bright smile in front of him yesterday, the face that smiled arbitrarily in the dust and grey stones, the figure that couldn't hide his true joy after a long absence. . He still remembered the huge waves that surged in his heart when he first saw her, and the joy he felt so excited that he couldn't help himself.

But in the blink of an eye, the sky is thundering, things are different from people, and heaven and people are forever separated.

"Master, the girl threw this to you yesterday." A man in grey handed the small golden bottle to Wen Daolin, "She said this is the antidote, fairy water, don't let the girl down on her heart."

Wen Daolin gathered his scattered eyes, clasped the small golden bottle tightly in the palm of his hand, and sat down in the mud. Tears finally flowed from his eyes, which fell on the mud drop by drop and disappeared into the dust.

Finally he was left alone.

They first met on the side of the road, he was galloping on a white horse, and she lay on the slope, unable to move. But who knows, the last meeting is still on the side of the road, but he is still standing here, but she is lying on the ground forever.

No matter what, we must take her home, and we cannot leave her here alone, even if we find...

It was already bright, and soon, people from the government intervened. Many people dug this mountain road and ditch upside down, but Jiang Lan was not found. She disappeared like air.

Why can't I find my body?

Wen Daolin stood in front of the mountain, lost in thought, puzzled, but helpless. Maybe she was an elf in the mountain, and now she has finally returned home.

After many days, Wen Daolin set off to go back. After all, there was still a Shangguanhong poison to be solved. He rode on a white horse and looked at the top of the mountain in the distance.

It has been more than a month since he came out. At that time, Jiang Lan clicked on his acupoint and made him unable to move. Later, he finally opened the acupuncture point. At this time, Shangguanhong's troops also arrived, so after he made arrangements, he immediately set off to look for Jiang. Lan, at the repeated request of Shangguanhong, also brought two attendants to pass messages on the road. He remembered that Jiang Lan had said that he wanted to go north, so he went directly to Sucheng. Along the way, he asked around if there was a woman with a hat on his head, but he couldn't find her, and there was no such person at all. He always thought that he didn't catch up with her, and worked hard day and night. Now that he thinks that something went wrong with her, in fact, he has been walking ahead of her. Later, when he was about to go to the capital, the attendant couldn't stand his crazy speed, so he asked to travel slowly and take a sigh of relief. Thinking of the complexity of the capital, he stopped for a while and kept wandering on this road, and the attendant felt relieved. He went to rest and have a barbecue for lunch, until Jiang Lan's shocking accident appeared in front of him.

A month later, Shangguanhong's poison was detoxified. Wen Daolin poured the small golden bottle into clear water according to Jiang Lan's guess. After pouring it out, the water was golden with a strange fragrance. It really was the antidote. Shangguanhong's men were always by her side, and she recovered slowly after a few days of recuperation.

Wen Daolin ignored them. He took some things and went to the back mountain by himself, and never went down the mountain again.

One morning, Shangguanhong went to the back mountain alone. When she climbed to the top of the mountain, she saw tall trees scattered on the top of the mountain. In an open and flat place, there was a small thatched hut. In front of the hut, Wen Daolin was sitting beside a mound and meditating.

When she got closer, she found that the mound was a tomb, and a stone tablet was erected in front of the tomb, with a few words inscribed on it, "The Tomb of My Beloved Wife Wen Xiaozhu", which was Jiang Lan's tomb.

Shangguan Hong stood quietly in front of the tomb, but she didn't know what to say. She stood for a while and looked at the silent Wen Daolin, "I'm going back to Nanman."

"Well." Wen Daolin replied lightly, "Take this away." He held the half jade pendant in his hand.

Shangguanhong took the jade pendant and held it tightly in her hand. She couldn't help but say, "Aren't you going with me? After all, now..." She couldn't continue, and felt very guilty.

"No," Wen Daolin smiled, smiling peacefully, "Xiaozhu will be lonely alone, I want to accompany her here."

Shangguan Hong didn't speak any more, turned her head and left quietly. After walking for a while, she looked back to the top of the mountain. She saw the morning sun gently sprinkled on the top of the mountain. It has been inseparably integrated with the mountain tree. She left sadly.

Wen Daolin stroked the stone tablet lightly and whispered, "I heard that if a woman from the Celestial Dynasty has no family before she leaves, she will become a lonely ghost and cannot be reincarnated. Don't be afraid, come back quickly, this is your home, our home."

He took out the small golden bottle in his arms and looked at it for a long time, rubbing it gently, as if she was by his side, never far away.

Looking back at the red sun rising in the east by the mountain, he gently patted the stone tablet, as if patting her head, "Master will always be here with you, let's watch the sunrise and sunset, spring, summer, autumn and winter together."

He thought, this time, she will never leave him again.

ps: The first task is finally completed. Although almost no one has seen it, I must encourage myself. Let’s start the second task.