The woman sat back in her seat and tried to ask in the most casual tone: "So, you just said that you still have a few silk cloths, but is it true?"

Zhang Luoye's eyes flashed and he pretended to be plain and said, "Of course, but I don't need it. If you want it, I can give it to you."

"Really?" The woman looked happy and even stood up subconsciously. Then she realized her behavior and couldn't help but sit back with a pretty face red, especially when she noticed that Zhang Luoye, the opposite side, had a faint smile, she couldn't help but jumped in her heart. Could this guy really test me?

Zhang Luoye suddenly laughed: "It seems that you really like silk and the like. However, you can't give it to you for free. You are so smart, you should understand what I mean."

The woman couldn't help but curse in her heart, knowing that this guy was not so kind, but for the sake of the rare silk cloth, she had to follow Zhang Luoye's pace: "What do you want?"

"It's very simple." Zhang Luoye grabbed his hands casually: "As long as you can solve my doubts, your speech is too organized, this point needs to be changed. Also, your tone may be gentler, so don't always make people think you are made of ice."

"You..." The woman's face felt a hint of warmth and anger when she heard it, but after taking a deep breath, she looked a little slight and unhappy: "So, I wonder what the young master wants to know?"

Zhang Luoye felt secretly happy. This woman had always been sarcastic to him. Now, watching her suppress her anger and compliment her, there was nothing more satisfying than this.

"This is the first one, how dare you ask the girl's name?" Zhang Luoye asked casually.

The woman flattened her mouth and seemed unwilling to say it, but when she thought of the silk cloth, she couldn't help but grit her teeth and said, "My surname is Hua, and my name is Baihua. She is the guardian who inherited the title of the tenth generation of 'Flower God'."

Zhang Luoye couldn't help but touch his chin: "Hua Baihua, it's such a good name, but why not call it Qianhua or Wanhua?"

Hua Baihua curled her lips and snorted, "Do you think your name is better than me? Zhang Luoye, the fallen leaves return to their roots, that is to say, they return to the mud underground. This is normal. They are also a guy who cannot support the mud."

Zhang Luoye didn't care about Hua Baihua's sarcasm. On the contrary, he looked at Hua Baihua with a flashing look. He had never mentioned his name once after he had been here for so long. Even if Hua Baihua knew about his arrival through prophecy, it was impossible for him to know his name. Now she actually said his name, thinking of her disgust for him before, could she know her identity from where?

Wait, if you speculate so, then there is only one opportunity to let the flowers and flowers know their own affairs! It’s my father, and I’m afraid it’s only the time when my father entered this painting wall to pick fairy grass.

Yes, it must be like this! Thinking of this possibility, Zhang Luoye couldn't help but feel happy. However, what happened between Hua Baihua and her father, which made her hate herself so much?

"Where is the God of Flower, I seem to have heard of this title somewhere." Zhang Luoye suddenly pretended to hold his chin, showing a thoughtful expression, but in fact he was secretly paying attention to the expression of Hua Baihua.

Hua Baihua's face turned cold and she asked anxiously: "What you said is true? Where did you hear this title?"

Zhang Luoye recalled: "I forgot where I was, but it was just a rumor I heard during my journey. It is said that an old man called himself "Yishi Family", and others called him "Liuquan Jushi" or "Mr. Liaozhai"..."

It is mentioned that this strange family was a famous figure decades ago. It is said that he was only 19 years old at that time. He was admitted to the boy exam and passed the first place in the county, prefecture and the post of the doctoral student. However, he failed many times. In order to live, he was invited by his friend Bi Jiyou to teach and study at his home, barely making a living.

Bijiyou's family has many flowers and trees. In his spare time, Yi Shi would wander in the garden and enjoy it. But one night, he suddenly had a dream. In the dream, he saw two young women who claimed that they had something to ask him for help. Afterwards, he ignored whether he agreed or not, so he took him away.

After that, he arrived in a gorgeous palace. As soon as he passed the long stairs, he saw that the Zhuhong door was open and several women stepped out, and the woman among them was like a noble concubine in the palace.

The concubine claimed to be Jiang Fei, who was the flower god. She said that her family had been destroyed by the Feng Shen many times and decided to fight to the death with him. She invited Yi Shi to come because she wanted him to write a manifesto for them as a statement to attack Feng Shen.

Yi Shi was unable to refuse, so he had to write a poem. Concubine Jiang was satisfied with her and asked someone to send him back. At this time, Yi Shi happened to wake up from her dream. When he recalled this, he felt that it was true and false, so he took advantage of the blurred memory and wrote down the manifesto.

"When Bi Jiyou heard the anecdotes of Yi Shi, he praised the manifesto very much. He once mentioned this matter with a fellow villager's literati and poet, and took it out. All the fellow villager's literati praised the manifesto, and the matter spread like this. It is said that Yi Shi's renounced his teaching position and traveled around the world." After saying this, Zhang Luoye stared at Hua Baihua's face to see how she reacted.

Hua Baihua's face showed a complicated expression, with resentment, comfort, pain, dissatisfaction, etc.

After a while, she suddenly asked softly: "Do you still remember the content of the manifesto? I have some pens and ink and paper here. If possible, I hope you can write it down."

"Of course." Zhang Luoye was surprised to look at her face and thought to himself. Could it be that Concubine Jiang had something to do with her?

I took the brush and paper from my hand. The former grinds the ink by myself. The fallen leaves carry the brush. After thinking for a moment, I stroked the brush on the paper:

According to Feng, he was very careful to be jealous. He helped evil with talent, and was drunk with his bones. He shot people in darkness, and the traitors were covered with sand. In the past, Emperor Yu was charmed by his foxes, and the emperor was not enough to relieve worries, so he used the canal to relieve anger. The King of Chu was confused by his cunning, and the wise and talented people could not be satisfied, but he only got the hero. The heroes of Pei, the clouds flew and thought of the strong men; the emperor of Maoling thought of the beautiful women in the autumn. From then on, he was fond of favors and was unrestrained. He was furious and unrestrained. He called thousands of orifices and broke jade in the palace; the surging night, making cold sounds on autumn trees. Suddenly he headed into the mountains and forests, pretending to be the might of tigers; at that time, he was in the pile of romances, and waves of rivers were born...

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The manifesto of more than 900 words vividly depicts the suffering suffered by the Flower God's family and the barbarity and cruelty of the Wind God. It is like the viewer crying and the listener is sad.

Hua Baihua was chanting while watching. After chanting the last sentence, she suddenly laughed: "Hahahahaha, it's really worth it! That slutty hoof should have this day! It's so clear! Hahahaha."

Hua Baihua's expression made Zhang Luoye very puzzled. Judging from her current appearance, she clearly had a look of loving expression after seeing her enemy being punished. But if that was the case, why did she just write down the manifesto? And what was the expression she showed before?

"Miss Baihua, do you know this Concubine Jiang?" Zhang Luoye tried to ask.

Hua Baihua sneered and said, "Of course I know her. Even if she turns into ashes, I will know her. She is my mother and the ninth-generation flower god guardian of this "starting forest". Because I suddenly left, I hurriedly inherited the title of the tenth-generation flower god."

Mother? Zhang Luoye was slightly stunned.

"Hmph, is it strange? Everyone has mothers, but the mother who gave birth to me is a damn sexy hoof!" Hua Baihua said with gritted teeth.

Zhang Luoye sighed inwardly: "I don't know what happened between you and her, but as children, even if their parents are at fault, they shouldn't scold her like this, right?"

Hua Baihua's face became cold and cold: "I can't even scold her! Didn't you ask me why I hate you? Now I tell you clearly that more than ten years ago, a man suddenly came to this forest. He called himself 'Zhang Tiande'. I think you are familiar with this name, right? He is your father! My mother was born in this forest and couldn't leave for most of her life, especially after her father's death, her mother was always very melancholy. This man's conversation was interesting, and in a very short time, she restored her mother's smile, and he often talked about you."

"Soon, he told my mother that he wanted to pick fairy grass. My mother followed him without saying a word, and took away most of the guardians at that time. You can imagine that I was only five years old at that time! I have never forgotten what she said to me before leaving. She said that from now on, she will pursue her own happiness and can no longer hinder her because of me! For her, I am just an obstacle! My birth has never been what she expected! So what am I? Even so, at the age of five, I still strongly inherited the title of the tenth generation of flower god."

"I have been living hard all these years. Even though the tribesmen left me one by one, I have never been sad. I only feel that my heart has become hard like a stone. But that woman, that damn slut, I will never forgive her. And your father, who is the culprit, also hates him, but I am grateful to him. If it weren't for him, how could I see through the nature of that slut? You are the son of that man, so I hate you very much. As I said, if it weren't for the responsibility, I would even feel like vomiting even when I talk to you!"

Zhang Luoye's face was dim when he heard this, but he didn't expect that there would be such a grudge in it.

"I..., I'm sorry, I... I'm talking to myself even if I don't know anything. It's right for you to hate me." Zhang Luoye couldn't help but sigh.

"I don't need your apology, and you shouldn't apologize either. Even if you are the son of that man, you are not him after all. But... But why is this happening? I have obviously vowed not to miss her anymore, but the feelings in my heart are abominable... I am so unwilling to accept it." Hua Baihua became incoherent as she spoke, and her eyes slid down two lines of tears uncontrollably.

"Miss Baihua, you..." Looking at the sob flowers Baihua, Zhang Luoye became a little helpless.

"Li..., leave this flower house for me! Please, let me be alone. I don't want to be seen as weak." Hua Baihua sat on the ground, covering her pretty face with her hands, and said something from her fingers.

"Okay, I'll leave immediately, Miss Baihua, you...you'll do it yourself." Zhang Luoye walked forward a few steps, looked back at Hua Baihua, who was still sitting on the ground and sobbing, and sighed in his heart. He didn't stop and found that huge flower.

When he fell to the ground, he couldn't help but reach out and touch his chin. He would wait a few days before Hua Baihua calmed down and asked her other things about this mysterious place.

But speaking of this, he shook his sleeves and lifted the sleeping strange-shaped marten rat with a soft force. This little thing really knows how to sleep, and he has been sleeping for almost six hours a day.

Afterwards, Zhang Luoye returned to the beach and found a quiet place. He first arranged more than a dozen formations nearby, and then sat cross-legged in the center of the formation.

After a few days like this, Zhang Luoye put away the formation equipment and returned to the flower position of the green forest. Looking at the closed petals, he gritted his teeth and shouted, "Miss Baihua, it's me, are you at home?"

What dealt with him was silence.

He had to shout a few more times, and suddenly the flower trembled slightly and drooped towards one of his petals.

Zhang Luoye took a deep breath and entered the flower. He saw Hua Baihua sitting quietly on the chair with his back. This made Zhang Luoye feel a little embarrassed and didn't know how to face Hua Baihua.

Hua Baihua suddenly turned the head of the moth and frowned slightly and said, "You are really not ashamed. I told you to leave a few days ago, but you dare to come here today. You are clearly called Luoye, but your skin is thicker than that of the leaves. Really, I have gained some knowledge."

Zhang Luoye raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and he secretly said, Damn! This woman is really worried about her in vain.

"Who is not ashamed of? I don't know, which slug was crying a few days ago, and begged me to leave and let her be quiet alone. Fortunately, I have a good memory and remember the specific content. I find a place with many people the next day and divide it into more than a dozen paragraphs to say it. I think I can earn a lot of silver."

"You dare!" Hua Baihua jumped up in anger.

"Hehe, you admit that the person is you. As long as you obediently listen to my instructions, I promise that you will never say anything to outsiders. In addition, you will also offer silk cloth matters with both hands. How about it?" Zhang Luoye sat down, crossed his legs and said leisurely.

Hua Baihua sat down, but her cold face might not be able to dissolve it even if it was burned with the highest temperature fire, so Zhang Luoye didn't care much about it.

"Let's talk about the serious business. The prophecy you said a few days ago that I want to destroy this world. How do you know that that person is me?" After all, he was not the only one who came to the mysterious place in the painting wall. In other words, even if the first Pai Wall leader predicted that he would come here, it might not necessarily mean that he would destroy this world himself? According to his own guess, Huang Renyi and the others had this possibility.

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