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Chapter 36 The Master of Two Hundred Flowers Chapter Thirty-six In Youwei Valley

Zhao Guan followed Ling Biyi and Bai Shancha to leave Hangzhou, and continued southward. After three or four days, they finally arrived at the foot of Yandang Mountain.Baishan Tea Ceremony: Mr. Ling, thank you for seeing me off all the way, the servant girl is very grateful.The rest of the journey is only accessible to members of the Baihuamen, the servant girl dared to say goodbye to Young Master Ling here. Ling Biyi said: No problem.Brother Zhao, please take care of me.Turning to Zhao Guandao: "Brother Zhao, if you need anything in the future, please send a letter to Huxiao Villa at any time."My parents will definitely do their best to help, and your eldest brother will never stand still.

Zhao Guan was very moved, and said: Thank you big brother for taking care of and teaching my younger brother all the way, and my younger brother will definitely remember it in my heart.At that moment, he shook hands with Ling Biyi as a farewell, and then followed Baishancha up the mountain.As he was walking, he looked back and saw Ling Biyi standing at the foot of the mountain, smiling and waving to him.Zhao Guan felt sad in his heart, and kept waving to him until he turned around the mountainside and could not see Ling Biyi's figure. Zhao Guan took a breath and followed Bai Shancha up the rugged mountain road.Along the way, more than a dozen members of Baihuamen dressed in white appeared from their hidden hiding places and saluted the two of them. When they saw Zhao Guan, they all showed surprise on their faces, and some even let out a low voice.After walking for half an hour, Baishancha led Zhao Guan to a waterfall.The water of the waterfall falls from the sky like a white streak, hitting the boulder below, and the water splashes in all directions, which is very spectacular.On the side of the waterfall stood a blue and white stone stele, on which was written the three characters of Qian Chi Lian. The handwriting was very beautiful. Zhao Xiannian said: "Qian Chi Lian."

Bai Shancha pointed to the stone tablet and said: This is the ink written by Grandma Baihua.Zhao Guan stepped forward and saluted the stele respectfully.Looking up, the waterfall started at a height of several hundred feet, but never reached a thousand feet. I thought to myself: Grandma Baihua likes to round up numbers. She is called Baihua, and she also calls this waterfall Qianchi. Bai Shancha led Zhao Guan around the boulder, and after arriving at Qianchilian, he saw a damp and dark tunnel behind the waterfall, the sound of water filled the ears, and the underground was uneven; after dozens of steps, he came to the other side of the cave .But outside the cave, there is a different world. It is full of green weeping willows, surrounded by a green pond, and there are several bowl-sized flowers floating on the water, bright red and eye-catching. They are neither water lilies nor lotuses. I don’t know what kind of flowers they are.

Bai Shancha took out a coir raincoat from the small bamboo shed next to the cave, put it on, gave another one to Zhao Guan, and led him into a small boat tied to the bank of the pond.Zhao Guan looked down at the shiny green water, but saw that the water was so clear that he could see the bottom, he suddenly felt a little strange; after looking for a while, he found that there was not even a single fish in the water, not even a little bit of aquatic plants and duckweeds. kind.Feeling strange, he lowered his head to look carefully, and suddenly smelled the faint fragrance of sweet flower tea coming from the water, and then he realized: the pool must have been poisoned with emerald green leaves.I remember reading in my mother's book that if one drop of this kind of poison gets on the upper body, if it is not treated in time, it can kill a person within three hours.Looking up at the few red flowers floating on the water, I thought: How can these flowers grow among the green leaves?Could this be the rumored extremely poisonous fire lotus?It is rumored that as long as this flower is within a foot of it, people will be poisoned and stunned.Yes, only such highly poisonous flowers can grow among the emerald green leaves.Thinking of this, I couldn't help shivering, and hurriedly left the side of the boat.But Bai Shancha giggled and said: Be careful, don't get so close to the side of the boat.Isn't this Bibochi fun? Didn't you see me put on my coir raincoat?As he spoke, he picked up the pole lying on the bottom of the boat, carefully avoided the wild fire lotus, and propped the boat to the opposite bank.

Looking at the ripples drawn by the boat in the blue wave pool, Zhao Guan felt his hair stand on end, and thought to himself: This is my base camp of Baihuamen, there are poisons everywhere, I have to be more vigilant.Not long after, Baishancha had pushed the boat to the opposite bank, docked at the bank, and led Zhao Guan ashore.An old woman came out from the bushes and said: "All flowers are in full bloom, and the god of spring is always there."Bai Shancha nodded, and took off his collar, revealing the imprint of hundreds of flowers branded on his neck.The woman looked at Zhao Guan, Zhao Guan understood, and pulled up the sleeve of his left arm, revealing the imprint of flowers that his mother had made for him.The old woman checked carefully before she nodded and let the two of them pass.

Bai Shancha led Zhao Guan up a small path, which meandered downwards and dropped hundreds of feet.Zhao Guan asked: Is this the Youwei Valley?White Mountain Tea Ceremony: Yes.It's not far, it's almost there.After another cup of tea, the two of them came to a Zhuangzi with the words Qingshuige written on the door lintel, the handwriting was very beautiful.The two stepped into the hall, but they saw a mourning hall facing them, surrounded by white flowers, and more than a dozen women in the hall were completely naked, crying bitterly on the ground.Zhao Guan was stunned, and Bai Shancha's face changed drastically, and he asked the doorman next to him in a trembling voice: "My lord, my lord, what is she?"

A doorman cried, "Your Majesty went there three days ago."Hearing this, Bai Shancha ran forward and knelt down in front of the coffin, weeping bitterly.Zhao Guan stayed there, when he came to Youwei Valley, he wanted to meet the head of Baishuixian sect, but unexpectedly she died before he arrived.He regained his composure and walked forward slowly, only to see a pot of daffodils in the mourning hall, which seemed to be blooming brilliantly, and on the wood was written the nine characters of Baihuamen's master Bai Narcissus.He suddenly remembered the scene of his mother's death, and he was so sad that he knelt down before the spirit and shed tears.

Suddenly he felt a hand on his shoulder, Zhao Guan turned his head, but saw a slender woman standing behind her, about thirty years old, wearing a mourning sackcloth, with snow-white complexion, big eyes, and the corners of her eyes Faint wrinkles have appeared.Her eyes were red and swollen, she said in a low voice: This must be Huohetang Junior Brother Zhao.I am Bai Lan'er, the successor head of Narcissus Hall. Zhao Guan stood up and said: Sister Lan'er.The sect master, she was also killed by someone?Bai Lan'er sighed, and said: Please follow me.He took his hand and walked into the inner hall, invited him to sit down, and said: The cause of your empress' death was not a secret.Alas, it is both ridiculous and hateful to say.More than 30 years ago, the head of the sect had a duel with Master Xiao Baihe, the head of the Lily Hall, and each of them had poisoned each other so deeply that they had to exchange the antidote every year to survive.A few years ago, the cottage of Baihetang was breached, Master Xiao Baihe committed suicide, and only his daughter Xiao Meigui and a few members of Baihetang escaped and went to this place.They didn't have time to bring out the antidote to remove the strange poison from the master's body. The master thought hard, but still couldn't save himself, and the poison penetrated into the bone marrow day by day.She knew that her life was not long, and when she heard that her junior brother was still alive, she immediately sent Junior Sister Shan Cha to pick you up.Teacher, she has been getting weaker and weaker in the past few months, and finally passed away three days ago.As he spoke, his eyes turned red again.

Zhao Guan was stunned, he didn't understand how these two senior sisters had such deep hatred and poisoned each other, but he didn't dare to ask any further questions, he only said: That's how it is.I heard that the Beishan cottage was picked, but luckily a few senior sisters survived. Suddenly I heard a woman's voice sneering: "Mother said that Uncle Huohe accepted her son as a member of Baihuamen. I said that Uncle Dao would not be so nonsense. It turned out to be true!"Another woman said: Isn't it?I thought Huohetang was all dead, so there are still people alive.

Zhao Guan turned his head and saw two women walking in together, one was tall and dressed in red, about thirty years old, with a beautiful and dignified complexion, but with a domineering look in his brows.The other one is shorter, dressed as a maid, wearing a light red dress, about forty years old, with a sad expression and drooping corners of the mouth, as if he just encountered something very unsatisfactory.White cloths were tied on each of the two arms, showing that they were in mourning. Other than that, they were dressed as usual. Bai Lan'er said: "Master Xiao, this is the master of Huohe Hall, Junior Brother Zhao Guan."Pointing to the woman in red, he said: "Junior Brother Zhao, this is Senior Sister Xiao Meigui, the successor master of Baihe Hall."Pointing to the maid in the light red dress, she said: This is Senior Sister Xiaoju.

Zhao Guan got up and saluted, and said: "Hello, two sisters." Xiao Meigui raised her chin, looked at Zhao Guan a few times, and said with a slight curl of her mouth, "Is he the one who sent someone to pick you up from the door master?"Bai Lan'er said: Not bad.Xiaoju said: "Junior Sister Lan'er, it's too much for the master to make a big deal out of a trivial matter."The position of the master of Baihuamen could have been decided a long time ago, but the master insisted on waiting for Junior Brother Zhao to come here before deciding, hehe, it is really unnecessary, unnecessary! Bai Lan'er raised her eyebrows, and said coldly: "My teacher died in Baihetang's fairy art, I have ordered my disciples not to seek revenge on your hall.Unexpectedly, the two dared to be so presumptuous and disrespectful to their former teacher, did they even disregard the order of seniority? Xiao Meigui sneered and said: "Speaking of the order of elder and younger, my Lily Gate was originally the Nagato. At this time, there is no owner in this gate, so I should follow my hall's advice."Senior Sister Lan actually wants to call herself the master of her sect, wouldn't she laugh at her big teeth?Talking and laughing with Xiaoju. Bai Lan'er waited for the two of them to stop laughing with a sullen face, and then said slowly: "There is no prioritization in this sect, only relying on martial arts and immortal skills."Now that the masters of the three halls are all present, the position of sect master can be terminated. Xiaoju smiled and said: Junior Sister Lan, who doesn't know what's on your mind?You are gentle and kind to Junior Brother Zhao, but you want to win him over and let him support you.Hehe, if you didn't have any malice towards him, why did you use Shenfeiposan ecstasy powder on him?Besides, even with the help of this little baby, how can you be our opponent? Bai Lan'er's complexion changed, anger appeared in her big eyes, she stood up and said: "Since Senior Sister Xiao is so aggressive, please enlighten me." Xiao Meigui put her hands behind her back, looked sideways at each other, her face was full of disdain.
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