The Other Shore Flowers

Chapter 9

In this silence, a faint light broke the silence. In the jungle outside the main city of Fengli City, there was a faint and clear light swaying there, adding a bit of weirdness to the new moon.

The lady holding the lamp held a pair of crystal-like phoenix eyes. Her eyes were slightly lowered, as if she were looking at the flickering light in her hands. However, her eyes, which were as deep as an ancient lake, seemed to have nothing in them. They were hollow but filled with an unknown emotion, which made people want to find out, not to mention the woman's face, which could definitely be called stunning.

What was even more surprising was that she was wearing clothes of the color of hurricane lilies. There were light colored flowers on her sleeves that bloomed inch by inch. It made the flowers look even more beautiful. The flowers were rare and hard to find in the world. How could an ordinary person embroider the flowers that he had only seen in paintings?

The woman had always maintained an indifferent appearance as she walked slowly step by step, as if she was not the person quietly walking quietly in this strange and secluded forest. Her expression did not change, as if she only wanted to continue walking. However, in the next moment, the woman suddenly stopped and looked towards a corner of Fengli City. The slumbering Fengli City was faintly visible in the corner. The woman stared blankly at it, and a flash of light suddenly flashed across her eyes. The light in her hand gently swayed, rendering it a little misty and hazy.

At this moment, a sudden gust of wind blew out the light in her hand. Darkness swept over in an instant, and the woman's face was more blurred between the shadow and the shadow of the tree.

"Sister, what's wrong?" A crisp voice broke the silence. It was as beautiful as a yellow oriole out of the valley, with an indescribable crisp sound. But what made people panic was that although there was only the woman with the Resurrection Lily appearance around, the voice was not coming from her mouth, because she didn't open her mouth!

"Hua'er, let's stay here. Perhaps we can complete our mission here." After a long while, the woman finally opened her mouth and slowly spoke. Her voice was so cold that it didn't seem like that of an ordinary person's. It was just like the voice that suddenly appeared from the dark underground. It sounded nice but seemed like it could take away the soul of a person, which would make people panic for no reason. But it might be because of the environment, which made people feel ghost-like.

"Stay here? Aren't we going anywhere else?" The voice that was called "Drawing'er" muttered a few sentences before a faint smoke rose from the lady's shoulder. When the smoke scattered, a green colored jade shaped bird's beak that was flapping its small wings quickly left the lady's shoulder. At the same time, a small cluster of flame was thrown from the lady's finger toward the green colored jade shaped mouth. It was fortunate that the green colored bird's mouth managed to dodge in time.

"Elder Sister, are you going to burn me again?" The green parrot was complaining softly not far away, but in the next second, the entire green parrot was wrapped in emerald-green feather clothes, and the feathers were falling. A young girl who was in her early twenties blinked her innocent eyes and smiled, then ran forward to hold the girl's hand and behaved coquettishly.

"Elder Sister, when can we complete the task and go to the life we want?" The girl pouted a little angrily and drew a circle in the air. A completely black bowl suddenly appeared and landed steadily in the girl's hand. She looked at the situation in the bowl and found that there was an unknown liquid in it. It was crystal clear but only a little bit. It could not be seen clearly at the bottom of the bowl and it still slowly disappeared in the next second, as if it had been absorbed by the bowl.

The black bowl was empty in just a moment. The young girl's eyes showed a hint of complaint. "We've worked for so long, but this bowl is still not full. Sister, can this bowl be filled? If you don't accept it, that person won't be able to come back, but, humph! If it weren't for that person, how could we have fallen to this state?"

"Hua'er, you are tired of what we do. If you are tired of it, I will let you go." The woman touched the girl's head, and her indifferent expression was a little warm. A c***k suddenly appeared in the ice, from which the little warm sun could be seen. She clearly felt a little smile, but her calm eyes were filled with helplessness and appreciation.

In her previous life, she had borne the fruit of her present life, so she had to get what she deserved, whether it was bitter or happy. However, this task was not for her. If the painting was tired of her, she would naturally let the painting go to seek freedom.

"I'm not tired of painting. If it weren't for you, I might have died. Sister, you helped me to painted in a serious manner and helped me to transform into a human. I will stay by your side no matter how long it takes." The little girl raised her head, looking at the girl's absent-minded eyes, and repeated her promises firmly over and over again.

Since her sister saved her that day, she had determined that she would stay with her sister forever. As long as it was for her sister, she could do anything, even if she had to sacrifice her own life! What's more, she just repeated the boring jobs.

"Thank you, Hua'er." There was a smile in the woman's eyes. She knew that she would not be able to hold on without the companion of the painting for so many years. If it was not the painting, she did not know when she could complete the task and get free. Only the painting would stay with her, so she could continue to live in the stories day after day.

The haze in her eyes gradually dissipated. The woman leisurely turned around and stared at Feng Licheng, who had suddenly been shrouded in a fog. The corner of her mouth was slightly lifted into an ice-cold arc. The expression in her eyes was still faint, but for some reason, it gave one a sense of fear.

She hung up her lips in the dark night, smiling bit by bit. She coldly said like a resolute bystander, "This time might be very smooth."

Hua Ning, who was standing at the side, let out a giggle upon hearing this. She took the lead and swiftly ran down from the forest. A green colored figure suddenly slipped into the darkness, like a leaf suddenly falling into a calm lake, causing a ripple to appear.

A single leaf was enough to cause chaos in a quiet place. The woman bent down, her dress fluttering in the wind. She suddenly soared into the air and landed steadily at the center of Fengli City moments later. She patrolled around and finally knocked her target on a slightly quiet location in the city. Next to her was the moat.

The woman pulled out her hairpin casually and threw it on the ground. In an instant, a simple and elegant house was erected on flat ground, with lanterns hanging on both sides. There was also a string of wind chimes hanging on the door. Looking up, he saw that the door board read,Reborning Pavilion.

Fengli City, which had been quiet for an entire night, began to slowly enter into a state of bustle as the sky gradually brightened. The citizens of Fengli City on the quiet streets began to get busy again. Everyone was coming and going in a hurry, but they couldn't help but stop at a corner of the busy city.

This elegant shop had a strong charm. Just looking at its appearance, one couldn't help but feel a deep sense of peace in their hearts. It was just that they had all lived in this Fengli City for at least ten-odd years, and they didn't know much about the matters of this Fengli City. But when had there ever been a shop like this? Everyone looked at each other, and they could see the same meaning in each other's eyes,this shop had clearly suddenly appeared.

Looking up and down at this sudden shop, he saw that the plaque on the shop casually wrote "Rebirth Pavilion". The characters were grand and graceful. The titles of the shop were not complicated. On closer inspection, it seemed to be the Resurrection Lily that was painted in supernatural books—a red with an unknown flower. It was said that it was particularly gorgeous on the side of the Bridge of Helplessness. But wasn't this flower made up?

Outside the door was a board, which seemed to be on the verge of collapse. It was written in the line, "It's all up to fate. There is also a line of small characters in small characters,Your wish, I can help you achieve it."

Whether it was the strange name of the store, the strange patterns that did not exist, or its appearance, or the simple words written on the plate, all of them, without exception, made people curious, and even wanted to see the owner of the store.

Having made up their mind, the people standing outside the Reborning Pavilion looked at each other and walked toward the Reborning Pavilion while exchanging pleasantries.

The counter was in front of them, and there were some items on both sides of the counter, such as jade, calligraphy, and painting. Surprisingly, it was not the interior decoration of the store, but the layout of the store. It did not look very big on the outside, but it seemed to have a different world inside.

###Chapter10,Freakness

People standing in the outer hall could see the situation in the backyard as they turned around. There were several rooms in the backyard that were different from the outer hall. Some of the things inside were classified as treasures, but what was more amazing was that there was a hurricane flower field in the center of the backyard. Many people had heard of this flower, but it was rumored that it lived on drinking human blood. There was no such flower in the world. But why did this strange flower bloom so beautifully in this strange shop?

Was this flower not just a legend, but a real existence? Wouldn't that mean that it should be by the Reincarnation Bridge? Everyone gasped, feeling that the shop seemed to be a little ominous. They subconsciously took a few steps back, and they were on the verge of fleeing in panic. However, they suddenly couldn't move their own steps. Their gazes were fixed on a certain spot, but they couldn't move a single inch.

A soft couch was laid in the middle of the flower field. A woman under twenty years old was leaning lazily on a reclining chair in a long white dress. She had her back to the guest and her ankle-length hair was hanging down like an ink roll, casually covering the ground.

The red color of the other shore, black hair, the two of them interweaved, actually revealing a type of demonic charm.

The woman seemed to be aware of the attention of the crowd. She reluctantly turned her head, and her eyes were still a little lazy. After looking at the crowd for a while, she slowly got up from the soft couch and walked barefoot in the field of flowers. The two emerald bracelets hanging on her ankles made her fair skin more dazzling.