Shaojun riding the sea

Chapter 100 The Flower Planter
"No need to ask."

Feng Shuxing in the wheelchair coldly interrupted Shi Xuanling, he looked at her pair of light-colored pupils, and told her again: "You just need to remember, don't step into that forest again in the future, and don't use this thing again." You have summoned all spirits, otherwise the 'dream' you want to have will not last long, understand?"

The cold voice echoed faintly in the room. Although Shi Xuanling on the bed seemed to understand, she still looked at Feng Shuxing's serious expression and nodded. After all, she never thought about learning the magic of summoning all spirits. , everything was just an accident.

Her true purpose has never changed.

"Master Feng, in fact, I have worked so hard. All I have done is to come to Fenglou to find an answer. I wonder if Master Feng can clear up my doubts and tell me the truth?"

Shi Xuanling sat up straight, her heartstrings tensed, and her expression became extremely serious. Seeing her like this, Feng Shuxing couldn't help but whispered: "You tell me."

"Although there are many secrets in Fenglou, outsiders are not allowed to explore them, but depending on what you want to ask, as long as it doesn't involve the secrets of Fenglou, I will never hide anything I can tell you."

Shi Xuanling's eyes lit up, and after getting Feng Shuxing's promise, he couldn't hide his excitement, and immediately said: "Actually, what I want to know is very simple, and it will never embarrass you, the head of Fengda, it is the place where I live now. In the small courtyard of the heart, there is a flower garden, in which a small bright yellow flower is planted, only in that small courtyard, there is no other place on Yunzhou Island, I just want to know who planted it in the small courtyard of Lanxin Did you plant that kind of flower?"

After all, Shi Xuanling still remembered her mother's advice, and did not reveal her hometown and origin to Feng Shuxing, but only said carefully: "This answer is very important to me. I searched for clues all the way, and finally found 17 years on the Chongming Pagoda. A while ago, there was a person who lived in Lanxin's small courtyard for a period of time. He was probably the one who planted the flower garden, and that person, in the records on the Chongming Pagoda, there were only four words, that is—— —”

Shi Xuanling stared at the white-haired boy in the wheelchair, with her thin lips slightly parted, she said firmly, "Feng, Lou, Master, Ren."

The elegant fragrance lingered in the room, and there was no sound for a while, the silence was a little scary.

With four eyes facing each other, Feng Shuxing in the wheelchair finally smiled meaningfully, and said to Shi Xuanling lightly: "I knew early on that you had other intentions when you stepped into Fenglou, and it was not purely to buy a wedding dress. What you want to know is this..."

"Yes, I just want to know who the flower planter is!"

Shi Xuanling couldn't restrain the excitement in her heart any longer, she turned over and got off the bed, and unexpectedly knelt down in front of Feng Shuxing with a "plop".

Feng Shuxing was caught off guard by her posture, and for the first time, Qingruoxue's face was a little astonished, and she didn't understand why: "What are you doing?"

But Shi Xuanling took a deep breath, changed his address directly, and shouted at Feng Shuxing, "Senior Feng!"

"Senior Feng, forgive me, have you practiced some kind of evil... no, it is a magical skill, so that you can keep your youth and youth, and your appearance is not old. In fact, in fact, your age may, maybe..."

"Maybe I can be your grandfather?" Feng Shuxing answered abruptly. He was sitting in a wheelchair with a strange expression, half a smile, as if he could see Shi Xuanling's heart at a glance.

"You might as well just say it straight, you always think I'm a 'white-headed monster' with a young body and an old man's heart, right?"

Shi Xuanling's complexion changed, and he quickly waved his hands and said, "No, no, I don't dare, I, I just want to find out, 17 years ago, whether...was it just you who lived in the Lanxin small courtyard for a while? Was that flower garden planted by you, senior?"

The mystery that has been entwined in her heart for a long time was finally asked, and Shi Xuanling was relieved. She looked at Feng Shuxing in the wheelchair with full eyes, and when she thought that she was about to learn the truth and reveal the answer, the mysterious "Master Fenglou" in front of her "Perhaps it was her own clansmen living on the island. Not only could she recognize him, but she might also get clues from him to return to her hometown, so she felt excited and happy from the bottom of her heart.

Unexpectedly, looking at her eyes full of expectation, Feng Shuxing just sat quietly in the wheelchair, and softly uttered three words:
"not me."

The three cruelest words in the world are none other than this.

Like a bucket of cold water being poured over his head, Shi Xuanling was caught off guard, with disbelief written all over his face: "Why, how could..."

"You come with me."

Feng Shuxing turned the wheelchair and turned around, as if he wanted to take Shi Xuanling somewhere.

The ninth floor was quiet and deserted, a deep and empty space, only the slight sound of the wheelchair turning, Shi Xuanling followed Feng Shuxing closely, and after a long detour, he finally stopped in front of a dark room.

As soon as the door was pushed open, Shi Xuanling couldn't help shivering, the bone-piercing cold came to his face, it turned out to be a huge ice room.

She stepped into it step by step, only to see the light white gauze hanging down, surrounded by layers, covering her sight, and she could only vaguely see what was inside.

The wheelchair turned, and Shi Xuanling followed Feng Shu to walk a few steps closer, but her pupils shrank suddenly, and she was shocked——

"This, this...why are there so many people frozen here?"

Yes, the white gauze covered countless standing figures, no, to be precise, it should be frozen and stiff corpses!
Shi Xuanling gasped, eyes full of disbelief, but Feng Shuxing who was in the wheelchair smiled softly: "Take off the white gauze, go in and take a closer look, the answer you want is inside."

Shi Xuanling looked at Feng Shuxing, seeing that he didn't look like he was joking, so he settled down, slowly lifted the white gauze and walked in.

The bone-piercing cold lingered around her, her thick long eyelashes trembled, and when she looked intently, her whole body was shocked, and she couldn't believe her eyes.

"Master, Master?"

That's right, what stands here is not a living person, nor a frozen corpse, but countless vivid jade carvings. Their frowns and smiles are all lifelike and lifelike, with graceful figures and beautiful faces. Shi Xuanling couldn't be more familiar with it!
"Here, these people carved from white jade, aren't they, aren't they...my master, Mrs. Wan?"

"Yes, it is the wife of the island owner, Wan Qinglin." Feng Shuxing, who was on the wheelchair, replied lightly.

Standing in the lingering cold air, Shi Xuanling turned her light-colored eyes to those jade carvings, still immersed in great shock.

To be more precise, these jade carvings are not the master she knows now, but Mrs. Wan when she was younger.

The bright and bright girl is like the most beautiful ray of light in the sky, some are flying with a bow in their hands, some are smiling while sitting by the window, and some are with their hands on their hips, charming and domineering, with a fierce look.

It can be described as joy, anger, sorrow and joy, everything that one expects to find.

Each of the jade carvings placed in the ice room is so lifelike and vivid that it seems that people can cross the long river of time and glimpse the moving demeanor of Mrs. Wan when she was a girl.

This carving is superb, every detail is so realistic and meticulous, it seems to be full of the endless affection of the sculptor, Shi Xuanling was instantly fascinated by it.

She walked in it, looked at each one, the cold jade was breathtaking, in the lingering white air, she unconsciously walked to the depths, and finally saw a fiery red wedding dress——

I really didn't expect that the last jade carving placed in the deepest part of the ice room was actually wearing a bright and beautiful wedding dress!

That beautiful and charming bride, the corners of her mouth are obviously raised, but her eyes are full of tears, it seems to be filled with endless sorrow, and it seems to be locked in a cage, and she can't get out again, how can there be those jade carvings before The spirit on the body is flying.

Such a cold and sad face, such a lonely temperament, is the "Mrs. Wan" that Shi Xuanling really knows.

The white fox locked in the cage is weeping with endless sorrow, as if it is the most lonely and helpless soul in this vast world.

Shi Xuanling stared blankly at the "Master" who was wearing a wedding dress in front of her. Her heart was shocked, and she couldn't speak for a long time. Her fingertips trembled slightly, and her eyes moved, only to realize that there was actually a person sitting beside the jade carving.

Still a man.

Surrounded by cold air, he has handsome eyebrows and beautiful eyes, with a clear temperament, just like a clear and clean landscape, and he is content with a happy spring when he raises his eyes.

I saw his eyes were full of affection, staring at the bride beside him, he seemed to have a thousand words to say, but in the end it stopped between his lips, returned to the bottom of his heart, and turned into green smoke.

That gaze was so affectionate and touching that Shi Xuanling couldn't help breathing, and walked closer to look carefully, but suddenly, as if she had discovered something, her pupils shrank suddenly, and she took a step back. A nameless chill rose from the soles of her feet, she pointed at the man with trembling fingers, and exclaimed in shock:

"This, this is not a jade carving... This is a real person, a person who died a long time ago, this is a corpse sealed in ice!"

The world is so big, there are really many wonders, and I don't know what special method was used, this corpse is well preserved, its eyebrows and eyes are lifelike, and its whole body is covered with a layer of clear thin jade. The jade carvings all over the ice room are integrated into one, and you can't really notice the difference unless you carefully identify them.

Shi Xuanling couldn't hide the horror in her heart, and looked back at the white-haired boy in the wheelchair, but he just smiled lightly and said calmly:

"Don't panic, these jade carvings are all made by him. He is the previous owner of Fenglou, Feng Shaorong. He was the one who lived in Lanxin Small Courtyard for a period of time 17 years ago."

The clear voice echoed in the ice room, Shi Xuanling's thoughts turned sharply, and she suddenly understood something, looked at Feng Shuxing in the wheelchair, and blurted out: "So, so you are the son of the previous owner of Fenglou?"

"No." Feng Shuxing shook his head and said softly, "He is my uncle. He has never married and has no heirs."

"And I'm not some immortal monster. I'm just born with less gray hair. I really can't afford to call me Senior Feng."

There was a hint of a faint smile in the young man's words. Shi Xuanling stood in front of the wheelchair. After a few changes in her eyes, everything became completely clear in her heart. She suddenly looked back at the frozen man and said in a trembling voice:
"So, so 17 years ago, he was the one who lived in Lanxin Courtyard... the flower garden in that courtyard was also planted by your uncle, your uncle Feng Shaorong?"

(End of this chapter)