C123 Midnight Orchids

Zuo Xiping walked up to the pillar and examined it carefully. He knocked on it from time to time, and the sounds coming from both sides were different. This meant that the structure inside was different.

There was an empty sound coming from one side. Zuo Xiping thought that this place might be empty. And this pillar was probably their only way out.

Then where was the entrance to this pillar? Why did Shen Dongyang build such a pillar alone when he was building the Five Phoenix Brothel? It seemed that this pillar was quite old. When Dugu Xiu occupied this place, she had torn down many floors. But she did not touch this useless pillar. What was the purpose of it?

The answer could only be found by finding the entrance to the pillar, so Zuo Xiping did not plan to think about it anymore. What they needed to do now was to find a way to go upstairs. The entrance was very likely to be upstairs.

The floor that was laid on the ground had a unique pattern. Zuo Xiping always felt that he had seen this pattern before. Not long after he raised his head, someone exclaimed. "Look, the floor is moving!"

Everyone stared at the floor. The pattern on the floor was changing. The change was very slow, but it was enough to let people see clearly that the people standing on it did not seem to feel anything.

In other words, this change was under the floor, and the floor was very likely to be transparent. This kind of stone was really rare. Why did such a design have to be made when it was so hot? Dugu Xiu was definitely not a person who did things without purpose. She was very clear about the purpose of each design.

So this kind of change was a novelty to others. In the eyes of people like Zuo Xiping and Murong Cheng, it was a kind of terror. The unknown would make people feel terrified. Sometimes, only knowing half of it would make people feel even more terrified.

They were very clear about the intention of their opponent, but they knew nothing about their opponent's means. Suddenly, the original pattern gradually changed into a different style. Not long after, a painting of ink and water appeared in front of everyone.

On the surface of the sparkling water, there were occasionally some wild ducks chasing each other. Looking at the surface of the water, it was a lonely island. There were all kinds of trees growing on the island, most of which were shrubs. The scattered trees were particularly conspicuous.

In the distance, there was a scene of the setting sun floating. The clouds beside the setting sun revealed an extraordinary splendor. From afar, it seemed like it was still drifting. Looking away, there was a fisherman on the opposite side of the island. The fisherman stood on a small boat. He rolled up two sleeves and put his pipe on his waist.

He raised his hands high and looked carefully. He was holding a net. The net was thrown into the air and was about to fall into the water. The surface of the water was filled with cold light. At the end of the cold light, there was a flower!

Almost everyone's eyes were focused on the flower. It was a dark purple orchid. It did not have a green leaf to complement it, but it could be seen that this orchid was definitely not ordinary.

The orchid's petals were divided into three layers. The outermost layer had seven petals. The petals were fat and shaky. It was the place with the densest color. The middle layer had five petals, which were relatively lighter. However, it was also a bit more beautiful. The innermost layer had three petals, and the color was the lightest. However, it was also the most beautiful layer, and it gave off a budding feeling.

Everyone was fascinated by it. This kind of scene was very difficult to see. Even if they could personally experience it, they might not be able to feel this kind of beauty. When everyone saw the painting, they seemed to have forgotten about the danger they were in. They even began to recall the past and fantasize about the future.

Zuo Xiping saw it clearly. He knew that this flower was not an ordinary orchid. It was called August 15th. It was named after having fifteen petals. However, its mysteriousness was far beyond its name.

It would only open at dusk on August 15th. When the moon reached the sky, it was also the time when it was at its most vigorous. That was why very few people could truly see its charming face. The reason why it was like this was also related to its nature. It liked the cool moonlight, especially in the middle of the night, so people gave it the nickname Midnight Orchid.

Legend has it that Midnight Orchid has a kind of magic that can absorb people's souls and bring them into an illusion. Of course, this kind of illusion is a place that people normally yearn for but cannot reach. Those who enter the illusion will always be immersed in it, to the point of forgetting to eat and sleep. In the end, they will die of exhaustion.

Thinking of this, Zuo Xiping suddenly froze. His pupils shrank, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes trembled. He seemed to have seen something else. He saw a white-haired immortal riding a crane over. He held a horsetail whisk in his hand and looked at Zuo Xiping with a smile.

Zuo Xiping saw that the immortal was about to greet him, but the immortal jumped down from the clouds and came before him. He held the immortal's hands and said, "Great Immortal Yang Ming, you have given me such a great gift. I dare not, I dare not. "

Zuo Xiping took a glance at the Immortal and found that he had really become a Divine Immortal. He smiled helplessly and said, "Never mind. Come, come, come. Immortal friend, come here to play chess. I have set up a game of the Cherishing Dragon Chess Game, but no one has been able to solve it yet. "

The two of them sat at the top of the mountain, exchanging chess pieces with each other. Zuo Xiping had a smile on his face the whole time. He knew that the other party would not be able to solve this game of chess because it was a dead game. There had never been any so-called problems, so there was no answer.

Not long after, a red-crowned crane flew over. It transformed into a human shape and smiled at the two of them. "The Jade Emperor set up a banquet and invited Great Immortal Yang Ming to join us in the discussion. "

The chess piece in Zuo Xiping's hand was suspended in the air. He was slightly stunned. All the wishes he had for so many years seemed to have been realized at this moment. He had been pursuing ascension and becoming an immortal all his life. Now, he had become an immortal.

A desert appeared in front of Murong Cheng's eyes. He was shouting a name in the wild wind. That was the name of his son. His voice was deafening, but there was no echo. The sandstorm was getting bigger and bigger. His body was almost blown away by the wind. At this time, his wife whispered in his ear, "Don't waste any more time looking for your son. Your competition is more important! "

That's right. Today was the final battle between him and the Great Desert King. For this battle, he had diligently practiced for seven to eight years. The scars on his body were also the result of all these years of hard work. He looked at the sandstorm and then turned back to look at Zhuo Ma. His heart was in a mess and he did not know where to go and where to go.

He suddenly remembered his son's shout. He hurriedly opened his eyes and was about to run in the direction of his son's shout when something blocked his way. It was a knife, a knife that was enough for him to reach the Grand Desert.

His son was still calling out to him, but he could not move at all. Zhuo Ma kept urging him to compete. His mind was filled with the scene of chasing his son and playing around. Murong Cheng frowned and suddenly opened his eyes. He kicked the knife to the side and ran in the direction where his son was shouting.

Most of his son's body had been buried by the sand. If he hesitated for a second longer, Murong Cheng would never see him again. Murong Cheng dug on the ground with all his might. His son's body showed up bit by bit. He laughed more and more as he dug. His laughter became louder and louder, but his eyes seemed to be filled with tears.

Lee Yulang sat on the sedan chair. He was wearing the official uniform that only the top scholar should wear. He was combing his high hair into a bun and was wearing light makeup. His bright eyes kept moving around in the crowd. Everyone outside looked at him with envious eyes. He waved his hand and walked out of the sedan and onto a big horse.

The horse had a long ribbon tied around its neck, and on the ribbon was a big red flower. Along the way, the people on both sides of the road sprinkled all kinds of flower petals for him. He was immersed in it and seemed to feel an unprecedented glory.

The seven petals on the outermost layer fell one by one. Everyone had smiles on their faces. At this time, the five-petal flowers in the middle also showed signs of abnormalities.

The chess piece in Zuo Xiping's hand suddenly fell to the ground. With a clang, the chess piece landed on the chessboard, revealing his fatal flaw. The opponent smiled and quickly put down a piece. The opponent, who had already walked into a dead end, suddenly saw the light. When the tides turned, he could still kill Zuo Xiping's dragon.

Zuo Xiping furrowed his brows, seeming to be unhappy. He raised his head to look at the red-crowned boy. However, he was already far away. Zuo Xiping called out to the fairy, puzzled. The red-crowned boy stopped in his tracks. He turned around and said with a smile, "The Jade Emperor wants to see Great Immortal Yang Ming's Chen-Long Chess Game. Since Great Immortal has lost. . . Then there's nothing to see. Farewell! "

Zuo Xiping suddenly felt uncomfortable breathing. He quickly covered his neck, afraid that he would not be able to catch his breath if he was not careful. He kept stamping his feet on the mountain top, and the sound of stones cracking could be heard. When that immortal friend saw that the situation wasn't good, he hurriedly flew away on his crane. Zuo Xiping was furious. Just as he was about to turn around, the mountain peak had already been crushed by his foot.

The mountain rocks collapsed and the mountain peak slid down. His entire body also fell down. What was strange to him was that even though he was the great Immortal Yang Ming. . . At this moment. . . He pulled out a book from his pocket. It was the Classic of Changes. He wanted to find a way to ride the clouds from the Book of Changes. But it was no different from a pipe dream. He angrily threw the Book of Changes to the side and cursed, "A useless scholar! Sigh!"

Murong Cheng kept digging the sand, but the sand seemed to never be finished. His son's body was still stuck in it. He suddenly panicked and shouted for Zhuo Ma to come and help, but Zhuo Ma looked at him from afar and did not say a word.

He dug like crazy. At this time, An uninvited guest came behind him, Nameki. Nameki was the Great Desert King at that time. The blade in his hand was also a symbol of his identity. Murong Cheng looked at the blade in his hand and suddenly stopped. It seemed that compared to his son, this knife was more attractive.

At this time, Nameki smiled and said, "Come, stop digging. This knife is yours!"

Murong Cheng slightly raised his knee. At this time, he heard his son shout, "Save me! Help me!" Murong Cheng frowned again. Namokuo had already walked to his side and handed over the knife with a smile.

Murong Cheng did not look back. Instead, he held the knife with both hands, as if he was holding the whole world. The sound of his son's voice was drowned in the sandstorm. Zhuo Ma was looking at him from afar with a smile, but Nameki had already run away. Murong Cheng held the blade of the Great Desert King and laughed loudly. Then, he flew forward and chopped Nameki down with his blade.

Lee Yulang's horse seemed to have been frightened. He wanted to hold the reins firmly, but the horse did not have any intention of stopping. Instead, it threw him off the horse. He was anxious. He pulled out a few throwing knives from his sleeve and stabbed the horse to death.

The surrounding people were stunned. They all dispersed and stopped shouting for Lee Yulang. At this time, the special envoy of the Prime Minister came from the front. The special envoy looked at him with contempt and said coldly: "Your official position has been revoked, and the daughter of the Prime Minister will never marry you again! Get out of Chang'an! "

Lee Yulang was shocked. He held his hands tightly, and the throwing knife in his hand unconsciously moved. However, just as the throwing knife was about to fly out, it was stopped by someone.

They pressed Lee Yulang to the ground. Lee Yulang struggled with all his might. At this time, a eunuch came in front of him and spat a mouthful of saliva at him. He cursed, "How dare you cheat in the Imperial Examinations? I think you must be tired of living! Pui!"

Lee Yulang was thrown into the Death Prison and was sent to the execution ground not long after. He looked around unwillingly. There were looks of disdain everywhere. He did not dare to look again. He only wanted to take the fatal blow earlier.

Everyone's faces became very ugly. Some of them frowned, and some were sobbing. Murong Ke, who did not know what was going on, stumbled over from the corner. He had recovered most of his strength, but it was still a little inconvenient for him to move, so he did not pay attention to the midnight orchid.

When he saw it, the five words in the middle had already landed. His heart suddenly sank. An inexplicable sadness hit his face. His mind seemed to be spinning rapidly. He saw the naked Dugu Ming in front of him. The two of them were making a mess in the cave. At this time, Nalan Yan ran over from outside the cave.

Nalan Yan cut Murong Ke's back with his knife. Blood flowed out. Dugu Ming was forcefully pulled back by Nalan Yan. Murong Ke was lying alone in the dark cave, quietly waiting for death to come.

He shook his head. He seemed to smell a subtle fragrance. It was the scent of orchids. The scent pulled him up. He walked to a valley. The valley was filled with all kinds of orchids. Butterflies the size of orchids were flying around, and bees were flying around. He felt endless happiness.

He was inside and could not extricate himself. It was as if everyone was infected by that delicate fragrance, and they saw the valley. They stood in the valley, quietly smelling the fragrance of the flowers, unwilling to leave again.

Zuo Xiping forgot about his worries, Murong Cheng let go of his sadness, Lee Yulang let go of his persistence, and Murong Ke felt the hope of life. All of their hearts had been purified, as if everything in the past was just a farce. Life itself was meaningless, and the enjoyment at this moment was the greatest meaning of life.

Everyone put down their calculative hearts and peacefully sat on the ground. They no longer went to the outside world, as if waiting quietly for the end of everything was what they truly needed to do.