"Very similar." Shen Bing touched his head and exclaimed.
"Like a hair, huh..."
For some reason the dead rat crawled out of the mirror, looked at the silk handkerchief and burped. The smell of alcohol was so strong that Shen Bing and Ma Yunxi both covered their noses.
"Then what kind of flower is this?" I turned and asked it.
"That's the flower of the other shore." The dead rat's nose tip was red, and he lay beside the mirror, his tongue was swollen when he spoke.
Damn, you are fooling us, you drunkard, you are drunk like a monkey's ass in the morning, and you are talking nonsense to us.
"Go back to sleep." I drove it back in annoyance.
The dead rat was not angry, and laughed: "Stupid, that is really the flower of this shore. Before the Buddha went to the other shore, he planted flowers with green leaves on this shore. The green leaves represent the secular world. The flower of the other shore has no leaves, which means to escape from the sea of suffering and achieve enlightenment."
It sounds interesting and doesn't seem to be made up. Because according to legend, the red spider lily really has no leaves.
Shen Bing asked: "Where is this shore? Where can I find this flower?"
"This shore is the earth on earth where we live, haha..."
Shen Bing wrinkled her nose and asked again: "Why have you never seen it before?"
"You little girl are ignorant. There are many flowers of this shore in the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River, across the river from the flowers of the other shore. But they are all ordinary things from later times, without any spirituality. The flowers on the handkerchief are obviously the real spiritual flowers of this shore."
"Why? I think it's just ordinary." Shen Bing said stubbornly.
"Just looking at the embroidery is fascinating. Have you ever wondered what it would be like to see real flowers?" Dead Rat said nonchalantly.
We suddenly realized that this flower looked really strange. Otherwise, the embroidery alone would make people's heart beat fast. If I saw the real flower, I would probably be confused and infatuated.
"Where can I find real flowers?" I asked hurriedly.
"I don't know." I don't know what was wrong with the dead rat. He said this and disappeared.
Shen Bing wrinkled her nose at the mirror to vent her dissatisfaction, then took the silk handkerchief to look at it again. Lu Fei, Wang Zijun and Ma Yunxi were also concentrating on the silk handkerchief. I was shocked. It turned out that they were really fascinated by the fake flower. I quickly snatched the silk handkerchief away.
"What are you doing?" The three of them asked me unhappily.
"Nothing, let me take a look." I thought to myself that I would not look, but I actually rebelled with my mouth, and I couldn't help but hold the silk handkerchief in front of my eyes. The more I looked at it, the more I felt inexplicably fond of it, and I even counted the petals out of boredom. There were exactly twelve petals, not more, not less.
Suddenly I was shocked. Twelve petals, does that have something to do with the twelve ghost nails
This shock made his mind much clearer. He quickly put the silk handkerchief into the golden box and closed the lid.
"We haven't seen enough," they shouted.
I didn't let you see enough. A cleansing talisman was pasted on one of their foreheads. Sure enough, their eyes rolled and they all woke up. Lu Fei blushed and said, "I have such a high level of cultivation, but I was actually bewitched by the evil flower."
Except for Ma Yunxi, the three of us all covered our mouths and almost vomited. How can you say that your cultivation level is high
They continued to talk about the flower, but I was thinking about the twelve nails. It is impossible for them to coincide with the number of petals. There must be a connection. But where is the spiritual flower? Finding it may reveal a shocking secret!