After I was resurrected from the dead, I turned from an old man to a peerless beauty

"It shouldn't...you shouldn't treat it like this..."

Lin Mao whispered in a daze, breathing faster and faster.As he spoke like this, he couldn't help stretching out his hand and took the flower in Jia Ruo's hand.

A refreshing coolness instantly rushed into Lin Mao's meridian blood from the place where the skin touched the petals.

"call……"

Lin Mao gasped suddenly, his whole body was sore, limp and numb, as if he was suddenly hugged and dipped in warm water in the midst of the ice and snow, and even his fingers felt indescribably comfortable.

However, amidst this joy and comfort, there is also a sense of majesty and despair——

Lin Mao suddenly turned his head to look around him, seeing the white sand all over the ground and the calm water surface, the scene reflected in his pupils was quite different from before.

Previously, all he saw was this sand and water, but now all he saw was a piece of dead air like a gray corpse.

In this entire area, except for the camellia tree next to Lin Mao, there is no trace of life—seeing this, I am afraid some people will wonder: These mountains, rivers and lakes are not flesh and blood, so how can there be any difference between life and vitality? ?In fact, the mountains, rivers, plants and trees in this world cannot walk around like birds and beasts covered with flesh and fur, but they also have their own birth, old age, sickness and death.Don't you see that if people see the tinkling spring water in the mountains, they feel refreshed, but when they see the green pond that is lifeless and lifeless in the desolate house, they feel chest tightness and feel disgusted? , In fact, these are the emotions that the human body can't help but feel when it senses the breath between heaven and earth.

The lake water and white sand beside Lin Mao looked like they had lost all vitality.It stands to reason that this place is born in a valley or something, blending with the breath of heaven and earth, so it wouldn't have fallen to this situation—— Lin Mao's mind froze, and he suddenly raised his head to look at the faint greenness in the distance, only to see Even on the lush green vegetation, there was even a faint air of death.

I don't know why, Lin Mao just glanced at those flowers and trees, and there was already a voice in his heart that asserted with great conviction - from now on, all the plants in this valley will die, and there will be no possibility of rebirth. Send out new leaves.

Because their vitality has been extracted from the original shell, and passed into the flowers and trees beside him.

"You actually call this kind of flower Konghua...but it's obviously not Konghua..."

Lin Mao suddenly raised his head and stared fixedly at Jia Ruo's face.

"Not true?"

Jia Ruo couldn't take his gaze away from Lin Mao's body at all. The moment the latter took the flower, Jia Ruo felt that the aura on his body seemed to have changed.

Holding a red flower, the pale-faced young man looked at this moment, like an Asura stepping out of the karmic fire, so cold and beautiful.

Under the flower tree, the monk's body obviously didn't move at all, but the Zen robe on his body rustled as if being blown by a breeze, and the iron chains around his ankles and wrists kept rattling. la la.

"This flower is called an empty flower." Lin Mao lowered his eyes, and moved his gaze from Jia Ruo to the flower in his hand, "It can instantly stimulate the vitality of all things, and keep that vitality for his own use... the flower blooms At that time, I only felt that the prosperity was like a brocade, but after the flowers bloomed, everything died and everything became empty.”

Who ever told him this?

Lin Mao thought in a daze.

Was it a long time ago?It seemed that someone was also under the same flower tree, and put a red flower as bright as blood and as big as a human head in his palm, and spoke to him softly.

[Empty flowers are your twin, your shadow, your brothers and sisters who were born as plants, your food and water, your servant and partner.You have to raise it well and take care of it...]

That is not the language of the Central Plains, but some kind of complicated and sung southern dialect.

The person who put the flower in his palm had gold bracelets one after another on his wrist, and bright red tattoos on his pale skin.

"Kong Hua...is this actually Kong Hua?"

For the first time, a trace of doubt appeared on Jia Ruo's face, revealing a tiny bit of aura that belonged to human beings.

He has practiced in Lingkong Temple for many years, and in the scriptures of the way of nature, "empty flowers" are mentioned.However, everyone in the Buddhist sect knows that the empty flowers in the Buddhist scriptures refer to the phantoms that appear in the vision of ordinary people when they stare at the void with their eyes open.But he didn't expect that this empty flower...is an empty flower.

And just when Lin Mao said the word "empty flower", the blood-red flower in his hand had already started to tremble, and the palm-sized petals suddenly fell off the flower lump, like a butterfly with broken wings It whirls down.And when it touched the white sand, the bright red color of the petals had faded into an ugly gray-brown, wrinkled and dry, and turned into powder when it touched the ground. The gray-brown powder was reflected on the white sand, like some kind of Stains are average.One by one, the flowers in Lin Mao's palm instantly scattered and collapsed without a trace.

"Um……"

Another burst of piercing pain suddenly hit.

"What's wrong with you?" Jia Ruo shouted, reaching out to help Lin Mao again.

But at this moment, Lin Mao couldn't care about the abnormality of the flowers in his hand, and he didn't notice the anxious monk beside him. His headache was so severe that it seemed that someone was using silver tongs to stir his brains evenly bit by bit, and his mouth was even more It was a faint smell of rust.

Lin Mao staggered a step, then leaned against Konghua's blackened tree trunk with a muffled grunt.

"Hula..."

Just like touching the petals of an empty flower before, the refreshing warm current rushed towards Lin Mao's body.

The rich fragrance... the fragrance that made Lin Mao unable to stop his feet earlier became particularly strong, falling down like a veil.

Konghua's previously dry and blackened branches suddenly became full and plump, and a thin layer of gold powder formed on the surface of the dry bark.And at its fingertips, one after another bright blood-clotting flowers bloomed. Under the support of the bright red petals, drops of crystal clear flower dew condensed out of the golden thread-like stamens.

The flower dew showed a faint pink color, with a compelling aroma, and soon filled the whole flower.

"Wow..."

At this time, the huge bright red corolla suddenly burst open, and among the countless falling bright red petals, the dew condensed in the flower instantly sprinkled Lin Mao all over.

Lin Mao was poured all over his head and face by the icy floral dew, and his body was soon wet, as if he had been scooped out of the water.

Lin Mao was startled, and was about to dodge, but the flowers on the empty flower tree were in full bloom, and the dew was poured down one by one. In an instant, Lin Mao could not avoid it, and his whole body was drenched.To make matters worse, the quality of the clothes he bought in the tailor-made clothing store in Jiaocheng was extremely poor. When wet, the fabric became somewhat transparent, and under the light-colored fabric, a faint glimpse of flesh color could already be seen.

And the moment Lin Mao fell on his body, he felt that the numbness he felt when he touched the empty flower became a hundredfold, and instantly washed away the last bit of strength in his joints and muscles.

He leaned against the tree trunk and sat down on the ground, only feeling the indescribable hot flow rippling in the blood in the meridians, which only made his mouth dry and his heart beating like a beating.

(How is this going……)

However, Lin Mao didn't know that since he leaned on the sky flower and drenched in the dew, his face, which was already peerless and beautiful, had changed again.

The darker the black hair, the whiter the skin, the eyes are like autumn water, and the lips are like vermilion.A little dim light shrouded his naked skin outside his clothes, making him appear as if the orb had turned into a mirage, with a fairy air, like a nine-day fairy who accidentally entered the mortal world, and had a number one talent, but when he arrived... Poor words can't describe half the essence of Lin Mao's appearance at this moment.

For so many years, Naga Ruo had been reincarnated as Mara in the Lingkong Temple to practice painstakingly, and every once in a while he had to go into the mortal world to polish his mind.

But at this moment, he stood by Lin Mao's side, seeing his current appearance, but felt that everything in this world was going away in an instant, and there were only him and Lin Mao in the world—Jia Ruo stared blankly at Lin Mao, with a big smile on his chest. Unprecedented dull pain, his heartbeat was so frighteningly fast, as if the soft flesh knew the love for the person in front of him, and he wished to break through the bones, to be one step ahead of him, and jump directly into Lin Mao's arms Go for average.

He couldn't speak a single word, couldn't make a single movement, he could only stare blankly at the soaked young man, watching the dew slowly flow down his snow-white skin along the strands of wet hair, watching His moist eyes and soft lips.

The aroma of flowers envelops Jiaruo's soul, Sanskrit sounds and fairy music slowly fall from the distant sky, and in the field of vision, messy red petals are flying all over the sky, like flowers, like butterflies, like flying, like demons, Jiaruo feels that he is It seems that he was drawn into an environment in a trance——when Moro was in the body of a demon and troubled the world, he used his supernatural powers to transform into a place of bliss, and he pulled all the wise men and saints who wanted to fight against him in the world In that illusion, no one can escape from it.

And at this moment, Jia Ruo felt... as if he had also fallen into Mo Luo's illusion.

That illusion is the boy under the flower tree.

"Um...this is..."

Lin Mao narrowed his eyes, and a voice in his heart shouted that something was wrong—where the nectar flowed, everything was burning hot.

In a trance, he felt that he seemed to be in the furnace, and he stretched out his hand and slightly opened the skirt of his clothes involuntarily.