Xia Yuanqiu smiled and shook his head: "I don't want it to look like anything else. Just like this, it's good!"
A gust of wind passed through the forest, bringing bursts of refreshing fragrance.
The two looked at each other and smiled, then stood up in unison and headed towards the bush behind the old tree.
Entering the forest, Xia Yuanqiu took out the paper with the golden osmanthus pattern, looked at the words on the paper and read: "Kun's autumn osmanthus, at the time of autumn, in the southwestern land, dragons fight in the wild, their blood is black and yellow.
Kun is compliant, Yin is pure and compliant, this is the nature of earth. "
Mobo was confused when he heard this: "What does this mean?"
Xia Yuanqiu was also very puzzled, but she had some experience compared to Mo Bo. After thinking about it for a while, she looked at the orderly arrangement of groves of groves and said: "Kun's Autumn Gui, the division of autumn, the beginning of autumn, should refer to the solar term Beginning of Autumn. At that time, Southwest Land should refer to the location west of the southwest."
Mo Bo silently calculated that this autumn would be the second quarter of Youshi, the seventh day of the lunar month.
The second quarter of Youshi, the seventh day of the lunar month
Xia Yuanqiu raised his head and looked at the sun in the sky. The second quarter of Unitary Hour is the time of golden autumn. The second quarter of Unitary Hour is when the sun is setting. The red sun is full of blood and spreads all over the western sky. It is the west, the seventh day of the lunar month, and the seventh day of the line.
"Go west, seven steps." The two of them walked seven steps towards the west, and then walked seven steps in the direction of southwest and west, which means southwest land.
When dragons fight in the wild, their blood is black and yellow.
The two stood in the forest, looking at the dwarf trees around them. The trees were all short, but they were of different varieties. Some of the trees even had fruits.
Xia Yuanqiu's eyes stopped on a tree full of fruits and asked: "Uncle Mo, do you recognize this tree?"
Mo Bo knew it at a glance and said with a smile: "This is a horse's eye. The fruit is edible. Although the skin is green and white, the flesh is red and the juice is sweet."
"Horse Eyes?" Moreover, the elephant of Kun is also a horse elephant, and the dragon is fighting in the wild, does it refer to the horse's eye? The blood is dark and yellow, which means that the flesh of the horse's eye is actually blood-colored."
The two of them walked towards the Mamu fruit tree. When they were exactly seven steps under the Mamu fruit tree, they both looked at each other and smiled. It seemed that they were right.
Kun is compliant, Yin is pure and compliant, this is the nature of earth.
Kun is submissive and Yin is pure. The only thing between heaven and earth that represents pure Yin and submissiveness is water.
The two closed their eyes and held their breath, listening quietly. Sure enough, they heard the sound of water flowing, which seemed to be heading northeast.
Seven to the east, seven to the north, many twists and turns. After taking seven, seven and forty-nine steps, we passed through the bushes. Outside the bushes, there was a clear stream, winding like a silver snake dormant on the ground. , very beautiful.
At this point, the scent of cinnamon became more and more intense, and the two of them walked along the cinnamon to the lower reaches of the stream. Flower fields were all over the forest slopes, the trees were all green, and butterflies and bees were flying among the flowers, as if they were in a fairyland on earth.
Mo Bo sighed: "I never expected that such a sacred land of beauty is hidden in such a desolate forest. If it weren't for the divine king, who could do it?"
At the end of the Silver River is a cliff. The streams converge on the edge of the cliff and pour down, forming a bead-like thin curtain, which is beautiful and spectacular.
Standing on the edge of the cliff and looking down, among the smoke, it seems that there is a giant tree standing under the cliff. This is where the rich and unchanging scent of cinnamon comes from.
Mo Bo looked at the terrain and said, "It seems that if you want to get to the place where you can get the golden osmanthus, you have to go down this cliff."