Why did you provoke me?

Yu Meng's illusionary pearl trembled twice more in front of Wu Lanhua.

"Do you know about Alien?" Yu Meng suddenly asked.

"Huh? Aliens? What are those?"

Yu Meng carefully observed Wu Lanhua's eyes, which were filled with nothing but confusion.

"You don't know? Then how did you reach the Bone Painter level?"

"Huh? What's a Bone Painter?" Wu Lanhua murmured.

Si San Er, standing to the side, also glanced at Wu Lan Hua in shock. Then he looked back at the lines in the small pit in front of him.

Yu Meng took a deep breath. "Did you make that bizarre flower yourself?"

"Yes, don't you think it's special? I don't like the same things all the time; this is my own creation." A smile appeared in Wu Lanhua's eyes.

"It's pretty good," Yu Meng said dismissively.

Tell me about the thing you're most proud of in your life?

"Do you really want to hear it?"

"I'm listening. Tell me how you got those lines? And how did you advance?"

"Obtaining the lineage is very simple. As long as we reach a certain age, our clan chief will arrange for us to go to the ancestral hall to receive the lineage."

"Didn't you absorb this from line drawing books yourselves?"

"What's that?"

Yu Meng was tired. "You can continue."

"Don't be fooled by the large number of people who received the threads; only me and another girl survived from that batch. It's just a pity that she was taken away by the flower-picking granny."

Wu Lanhua's eyes held envy, longing, and finally, hatred.

"But in the end, she became one of my flowering trees." Wu Lanhua smiled smugly.

"Did your fairy also bestow upon you a magic elixir to nourish your body lines?"

"You know all this. You're a really smart kid. But here, smart kids often don't live long."

"How did you obtain these elixirs?" Yu Meng asked patiently.

"It's very simple, I just need to trick people into going there. And I'm very good at lying."

Looking at the face now covered in wrinkles, Yu Meng realized it was like seeing two completely different people compared to the gentle, smiling face she had first met.

"How did you kill those people?"

"I didn't kill anyone. I just covered their heads with my flowers and waited for them to pass out. Then someone came and dragged them away, put them in the place I designated, and planted flowering trees there."

Si San'er lowered her head in silence. Those people were just stunned, and then she buried them alive and planted them on flowering trees. Is this something a human being could do? Looking at the flowering trees in full bloom around her, Si San'er felt a surge of turmoil in her heart.

At this moment, Yu Meng was a little distracted. These people didn't have line drawing books; they were just passively receiving lines. They didn't know anything about aliens, but they had already crossed the threshold of becoming bone artists.

How many people have been blocked by this threshold of becoming a bone painter?

But here's the question: Who are their spiritual arts serving? Why are they supporting these supposedly highly skilled spirit mediums who can't even peel off a mask?

Looking at Wu Lanhua, who seemed a bit unwell, Yu Meng asked, "In which year did you feel your health was failing?"

Wu Lanhua raised her head. "You even know this? You must be quite capable. When I was fifteen, I fell in love with someone. That same year, I learned that something was wrong with my body."

Wu Lanhua stared at a flowering tree. "He wanted to leave, but I wouldn't let him. I love him so much, how could I let him go? But he wouldn't listen to me, he insisted on leaving."

"Finally..." Yu Meng uttered two words in cooperation.

"I sent him a message saying that I only wanted to see him one last time."

"He's here?"

"I'm here because my reason is to return all the valuable things he's given me over the years."

Wu Lanhua pointed to a tree behind Yu Meng, "Then he didn't leave, I placed him in that place."

Yu Meng closed her eyes; she couldn't judge whether what she had done was right or wrong. But she knew it was cruel.

"So what's one thing you absolutely have to do every day?" Yu Meng always felt that no one would support these high-level spirit masters for nothing.

"Of course, it's to make the lines grow better."

"What will you do?"

"Give them a medicinal bath. But that hurts a lot. But the fairy said that only pain can elevate our souls."

Zhang Zhen and Si Jiu also came here to meet up.

Looking at the old man lying on the ground under the tree roots, the two of them stopped at the same time.

Yu Meng put the magic pearl into her hand. Turning back to look at them, she asked, "How many people are there in this flower grove?"

"Ten people, they're all dizzy now, what should we do?" Zhang Zhen answered Yu Meng's question.

Wu Lanhua felt as if she had just woken from a long dream. She simply shook her head in confusion, as if she had said a lot, but she couldn't remember it at all.

She looked up at Yu Meng. "They're all dizzy. Can you give them to me?"

Yu Meng lowered her head. "Okay. But what are you going to give me?"

"What do you want from me? They were originally my people." Wu Lanhua regained her composure.

"But I helped you," Yu Meng said earnestly.

"You may leave. I have never seen you before." Wu Lanhua slowly sat up.

"Your lines are gone, how long can you live?" Yu Meng asked another heart-wrenching question.

"Not leaving? Then I'll give the signal. That way you won't have to leave." Wu Lanhua didn't answer Yu Meng's question. Instead, she reached into her waist pouch.

"Go ahead and send it." Yu Meng nodded, not stopping her.

"Perhaps there are many people you cannot escape."

"I didn't say I was leaving."

"May I know who told you about this place?"

Yu Meng shook her head. "I forgot to ask him what his name was."

"You're not usually such a careless person."

Yu Meng sighed. "You know, you're practically a flowering tree now, why are you still asking so many questions? Actually, even when I finally asked, he couldn't answer. Because he cut off his own tongue." Then she nodded and added, "He cut it himself with a dagger. The distance between us then and now was about the same as the distance between us now."

Wu Lanhua laughed until tears streamed down her face. "You're really something. There are only a few people here who can go out freely. Even if you don't tell me, I can guess pretty much who it is."

"Go on, I won't keep you. This is the place that raised me. I hate it, but I can't leave it. It's an honor for me to be buried under the flowering tree."

Wu Lanhua used her withered fingers to gather her hair back together.

"We support the Lines with our bodies. But who the Lines support, I don't know. At first, it was just girls, then the boys who had no one to rely on also supported the Lines. And then, there were far fewer people here."

But then the chieftain came up with a plan: the girls from outside would be placed in a separate area, where any man over fifteen could go. He said that if this was done, the population would increase in no time.

Yu Meng closed her eyes briefly. When she opened them again, her eyes were completely indifferent.

Even these flowering trees are not innocent in this place.