Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 195 Hey, this flower is really delicious!

Lin Jiang held the flower in his hand, wondering whether he should eat it later. Unexpectedly, with a slight movement, a hazy scene appeared before his eyes.

With a slight glimmer in his eyes, Lin Jiang vaguely saw a garden shrouded in mist.

This scene flashed by in an instant, and when Lin Jiang looked down at his palm again, all that remained was that delicate flower.

Lin Jiang's brows twitched slightly.

Could it be that this flower has some unique and wonderful use?
He simply focused his mind and regulated his breathing, slowly pouring his Qi into the flower petals.

As his Qi flowed in, Lin Jiang felt the flower in his hand inexplicably become somewhat heavy.

Looking closely, one can see glistening sap seeping from the flower's stamen, flowing down the wrist bone into the soil, and instantly forming a small pool.

Lin Jiang leaned down to peer inside, and a layered sea of ​​flowers appeared in the depths of the mirror-like pool, the entire garden of spiritual plants radiating light.

He was slightly stunned.

Lin Jiang remembered clearly that the King of Qi had mentioned that the heir to the Qi Kingdom would have a private garden, in which not only were there miraculous medicines that could cure all diseases, but also deadly poisonous flowers that could take a person's life in an instant.

This must be the garden right in front of us, right?

Could this woman be Miss Jiang?
But her reaction was completely different.

Lin Jiang pondered for a moment, then looked at the garden in front of him and swallowed hard.

Although he would likely be met with hostility from the entire garden after entering it, the thought that his cultivation level would surely improve if he could eat the flowers on the ground was a good one.

Lin Jiang was immediately tempted!

I'm really tempted!
How to do?
Should we take this flower and run back to Liang Huashan, then go inside together?

Inappropriate.

The round trip would take at least two hours. If it wasn't Miss Jiang who died, this gap should have been enough for the other party to notice the unusual movement of the key.

I'm afraid I won't be able to use this key then.

Thoughts flashed through Lin Jiang's mind, and he finally made up his mind.

Come inside and take a look!

Even if you encounter a large group of people lying in ambush in the garden, you can activate the magic to return to this place through the coffin.

Having made up his mind, Lin Jiang immediately stepped into the water curtain.

At that moment, he felt a slight dampness around his body.

A refreshing mist instantly enveloped him, as if he had fallen into an invisible lake. As the moisture subsided, he opened his eyes and smelled a delightful floral fragrance.

Looking around, Lin Jiang clearly realized that he was in a flower garden.

The garden is situated on a slope, facing the sun, yet it is shrouded in mist, making it feel like an isolated island. The thick fog around it is like a wall, rising from the ground like a waterfall flowing backwards.

Lin Jiang looked up at the dome, where the thick, murky fog flowing upwards completely sealed off the sky, making it impossible to see outside or hear the wind.

Even though the thick fog obscured his vision, Lin Jiang could still see how beautiful the place was.

The bright red double-petaled chrysanthemums, each the size of a bowl, are as vibrant as fire, while the delicate petals with golden threads and silver stamens cluster together and shine. These plants of different colors defy the rules of the season, yet they bloom in the same space in an absurd yet harmonious manner, bright and eye-catching.

At the same time, Lin Jiang could clearly feel that with each breath he took, a surge of Qi would emerge within his body.

Lin Jiang was unsure whether the strong fragrance he smelled was medicine or a symptom of an illness.

But without a doubt, all these things around him were rare and highly nourishing for him.

He immediately grinned and reached out to grab the strange flowers scattered on the ground.

He first picked up a flower with thick, large petals. The flower was red overall, smelled fresh, and looked very juicy.

After Lin Jiang put it in his mouth and tasted it carefully, he discovered that it was spicy.

It's a bit like pickled chili peppers, and it's also a little crunchy.

how to say.

Not bad to eat.

He swallowed it in a few bites, then picked up a flower that looked like a chrysanthemum.

Lin Jiang put the thing in his mouth and tasted it, his tongue curling slightly, and his expression became a little strange.

It feels like...

BBQ?

Each chrysanthemum petal looks like a thin strip of meat, and they taste quite delicious.

The flowers in this yard even come in all sorts of flavors?

That's truly amazing.

Lin Jiang then began to swing his arms and put all the surrounding flowers into his mouth one by one.

Sour, salty, bitter, and spicy—some flowers, when combined, are like a delicious mixed dish, with an excellent flavor. However, there are a few flowers that are really hard to eat, but Lin Jiang forced himself to swallow them.

After these flowers entered his mouth, they all transformed into vital energy, flowing into Lin Jiang's dantian.

Inside the inner palace, Liu Fangyue watched the golden Qi flowing down from the sky, closed her eyes to enjoy it, while the other little golden figures who were working cheered on.

The few golden figures piloting the beautiful girls couldn't immediately sense the golden rain, and in their haste, they jumped out of the girls' bodies to touch it.

As the surging Qi continued to rise, Lin Jiang's newly broken-through second-level cultivation level increased at a visible speed, slowly approaching the third level.

And so, after an unknown amount of time, when Lin Jiang came to his senses again, all that remained on the ground was a scene of utter devastation.

Lin Jiang wiped his mouth and slowly regulated his breathing, feeling that he was still some distance away from the third level of cultivation.

He sighed deeply.

Unfortunately, the garden had a limited number of flowers, leaving Lin Jiang stuck in this awkward, in-between spot. It was quite frustrating.

Lin Jiang searched the vicinity again, even pulling out and eating a few grass roots from the soil. Only after confirming that there was nothing left did he decide to leave.

Before leaving, Lin Jiang couldn't help but feel a little curious.

I've gnawed this garden into such a state, yet the local authorities haven't reacted at all.

Could it be that the person killed before was really Miss Jiang?

If that's the case, why doesn't the thick fog around the garden dissipate?

After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't figure it out, so he directly used his own magic and disappeared into the garden in the blink of an eye.

All that remained was a scene of utter chaos with his back turned.

……

Jiang tossed and turned on the bed in the inn.

My back was pressed against the folds of the blankets, and even after closing my eyes for a long time, I still couldn't fall asleep.

During the day, Jiang went to the General's Mansion for a meeting. These meetings usually had two contents: either reporting on recently completed bounties in the martial arts world, or exchanging information about the martial arts world.

According to custom, this was not her turn to participate. As a military officer in the manor, her rank was far beyond that of ordinary martial arts practitioners.

but……

The image of the donkey-headed man with drooping ears, trying to persuade her, appeared in her mind's eye.

That guy always said she was too withdrawn and that she might lose her speech if she continued like this, so he insisted that she talk more.

Jiang was usually a woman of few words, and despite her reluctance, she couldn't bring herself to utter a single word of refusal.

In the past, she would usually kill the person who invited her in this situation, but not this donkey-headed one!
Firstly, because the other party was also a military officer in the general's mansion, and secondly, because this donkey-headed man was too good at fighting, and he couldn't beat him.

In the end, he could only sit there for half a day, and when he finally stepped out of the hall, he felt as if his soul was about to escape from between his lips and teeth.

How could there be such an agonizing thing as a gathering in the world?
Why must we gather in a crowd and chatter on about pointless things?
Wouldn't it be better for everyone to live a peaceful life?
Jiang sighed deeply.

Suddenly she remembered that spring day when she was tending to the flowers and plants in the courtyard when a soldier suddenly stepped through the gate.

The man said in a loud voice, "The world is in turmoil now. Since you possess unparalleled skills, young lady, you should use them to serve the general. In the future, you will surely rise to a higher level!"

At that time, the military general spoke in a grand and righteous manner, as if every word was filled with the righteous spirit of heaven and earth, but now she couldn't even remember what that person looked like.

While the general was speaking at length, Lady Jiang had already shrunk to the ground, trembling with fear, out of fear of speaking to him.

When the general finally asked her if she wanted to join him in conquering the world, Jiang simply nodded repeatedly.

The truth is, it wasn't because the general spoke so well, but because Jiang Shi used medicine and healing techniques for so long, yet it had absolutely no effect on the general in front of her.

She felt that if she didn't agree, this general would probably keep coming to find her every now and then.

I couldn't stand it anymore, so I just agreed.

Anyway, after joining the general's camp, the most the general needed her to do was ask him for a few flowers. There were some flowers she didn't like, so she simply gave them away. There were some flowers she really liked, so she was reluctant to give them away.

As time went on, I gradually became numb to it, so I simply marked out a specific area of ​​the garden and casually tossed the key to whoever asked for it back.

She doesn't really care as long as her flowers aren't damaged.

Tonight, the moon is dim and the stars are few. In her drowsy state, Jiang suddenly felt a pang of heart palpitations.

She got up, gathered her clothes, left the inn, and went outside to get some fresh air.

It's cloudy today, looks like it's going to rain.

I suddenly remembered that the garden I lent out a few days ago was about to expire, so I should go and check on it.

So Jiang took out a small flower from her bosom and gently shook it twice.

Soon, a clear pool appeared before her, with a large garden in the middle of it.

Stepping inside, Jiang looked towards the area not far away that was shrouded in thick fog.

The thick fog appeared out of nowhere, dividing a portion of the vast garden.

But for some reason, when she looked in that direction, Jiang felt a deep sense of unease.

She raised her sleeves, creating a gust of wind, and the mist clung to the embroidered cuffs, scattering into fine beads.

I looked inside closely.

His previously normal expression froze instantly, and his eyes widened rapidly.

Finally, Jiang unconsciously opened her mouth, letting out a sharp scream from her throat:
"My flowers! My flowers! Who has ruined all my flowers! Who is it?!"

The brown soil looked as if it had been scrambled by steel claws, with jagged ravines crisscrossing it. Scattered broken roots were covered in mud, and a few withered petals were mixed in with the mud. The yellow sandalwood by the fence trembled and shook off two withered leaves that drifted into her hair.

The entire courtyard had been ruined and was now a silent lament for Jiang Shi.

In that instant, Jiang felt as if a surge of blood had rushed into her mind, and a sharp pain shot through her chest. Everything went black.

Why is this happening?

Every flower in her garden is covered in germs. Under normal circumstances, even enemies would be killed by the flowers' diseases if they came here. Except for some people with extremely high cultivation, no one could possibly remain unharmed in her garden.

So who did this?

A powerful shock surged from her heart to her brain, and a mouthful of blood gushed from her mouth onto the ground.

She swayed twice, staggered a couple of steps, and then fell face-up.

His face was directly buried in the mud.

(End of this chapter)