White tea legend

Chapter 221 Seven-Leaf Flower
Aunt Zhuo's tears were like broken pearls, falling down one by one and falling on the burning firewood, as if even the flames had a salty taste.

While she was busy stir-frying home-cooked vegetables and tofu on the stove, she felt anxious.

Her husband, an honest farmer, coveted the coolness of the mountain spring water and drank a few sips. As a result, he suffered from unbearable abdominal pain. He had been lying in bed for several days and could only drink some porridge to stay alive.

The barefoot doctor in the village was a well-informed old Chinese medicine doctor. He told Aunt Zhuo that there was an herbal medicine called "Seven Leaves and One Flower" on the mountain, which could relieve her husband's pain by boiling it in water and drinking it.

However, this medicine cannot be found casually. You need to go deep into the mountains and forests to find it. Aunt Zhuo's three sons embarked on the road of searching for medicine without hesitation for the sake of their father's health.

The eldest son and the second son were both strong young men. They carried dry food and machetes on their backs and set off in the morning light.

They climbed in the mountains for several days and asked every hunter and herbal gatherer who might know where the herb was, but they all shook their heads and said they had never heard of this precious herb.

At sunset last night, they returned home with disappointment. Looking at their mother's expectant and anxious eyes, their hearts were heavy.

The youngest son was the youngest, but the cleverest. When his elder brother went to look for medicine, he said he would try it, maybe he would be lucky enough to find it.

Although Aunt Zhuo was worried, she still let him go.

However, the youngest son did not return home all night, which made Aunt Zhuo's heart jump into her throat.

She wondered, had the child encountered some danger, or was he so tired that he fell asleep on the mountain?
As soon as it dawned, Aunt Zhuo started to get busy. She was making breakfast, feeding chickens and pigs, and going to the fields to see how the vegetables were growing.

However, her heart kept hanging, and from time to time she walked to the door and looked at the path leading to the mountain, hoping to see her little son.

People in the village all knew what happened to Aunt Zhuo's family. Some came over to comfort her, and some offered to help go up the mountain to find someone.

Aunt Zhuo thanked them all gratefully. She knew that they were all neighbors in the same village and everyone's hearts were warm.

The dawn light gradually illuminated the mountain ridge, and also shone on the old locust tree at the head of the village.

Aunt Zhuo's heart was getting heavier and heavier. She planned to give her husband, her eldest son, and her second son breakfast last night, and then go up the mountain to find her younger son.

At this time, a rush of footsteps broke the morning tranquility. It was the younger son who was back! He was sweating profusely and his clothes were torn by branches.

When the third child of the Zhuo family returned home, he saw his mother cooking breakfast. He felt very guilty because he had not found the herbal medicine to treat his father. In the back room, Uncle Zhuo groaned in pain again, and the third child was so anxious that he didn't know what to do. He didn't even eat anything and went up the mountain again.

Zhuo Laosan was carrying a medicine basket and walking on the familiar mountain road, but his heart was full of worries.

His father was seriously ill and needed the "Seven Leaves and One Flower" to survive.

However, this herb is rare, and even the old Chinese medicine doctor in the village has only heard of its miraculous curative effects.

Just as he was anxiously looking for medicine, a deafening roar broke the tranquility of the forest.

A huge tiger jumped out from the bushes, its tawny fur shone majestically in the sun, and its deep eyes locked tightly on Zhuo Laosan.

His heartbeat accelerated rapidly, and his legs almost collapsed.

At this critical moment of life and death, he did not choose to run away, but knelt down, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Tiger King, please let me go." Zhuo Laosan choked and said, "My father is seriously ill and his life is hanging by a thread. All I want is to find the 'Seven-leafed Flower' and save his life. I'll wait until I'm done." Filial piety, I will fulfill my promise to you again.”

The tiger seemed to understand what he said, and did not pounce immediately. Instead, it stared at him with its bottomless eyes, as if examining his soul.

Finally, it let out a low growl, turned away, and disappeared into the dense forest.

This scene was seen by Bai Cha and Zi Yao who were hiding in the bushes.

Since Bai Cha and Lu Yu took root in Wanghaili and reopened "Xiangming Yaxu", Ziyao, Gualou, and Huanhuan also reopened thatched cottage in Wanghaili.

Caotang received business from tea owner Wang Shanhe. This tea shop owner was not only wealthy, but also willing to pay high medical fees. Wang Shanhe was old and frail, and accidentally broke his leg. Without special medicine, he would never be able to walk.

For this lucrative income, Zi Yao decided to go up the mountain in person to search for rare herbs that could heal broken bones.

She asked Bai Cha to accompany her and searched all the hills in Changxi County overnight, just to find herbs that could strengthen bones and build muscle.

After searching and searching, I found the place near Tianzhu Village, whereupon I met Zhuo Laosan who was looking for the "Seven-leafed Flower".

"This child is quite filial."

"Why don't you help him?"

After the tiger left, Zhuo Laosan began to wipe away his tears and search for medicine in the grass. While searching, he murmured: "A seven-leaf flower."

It turned out to be a seven-leafed flower.

"That day, in order to prepare for the Baicao Garden exam, I looked through the medical books collected in the Tianjie Library. Among them, there was a mention of Aesculus aesculata, which grows in quiet places in deep mountains and ancient forests, or in hidden corners of cliffs. This kind of medicinal herb It has seven emerald green leaves, each one is like an emerald carving, crystal clear and exuding a faint brilliance. In the center of the seven leaves, a single flower grows. The flower is colorful, as if it condenses the essence of the rainbow and exudes. Refreshing aroma.

Aesculus not only looks strange, but also has incredible curative effects. It is considered a panacea, capable of reviving the dead and curing all kinds of strange and difficult diseases.

Whether it is serious injuries, poisoning, serious diseases, muscle and bone injuries, internal energy backlash, or even aging and failure, as long as you get the Aesculus aesculata, you can get miraculous healing. In addition, it can also purify the mind, enhance the circulation of spiritual energy in the body, and help practitioners break through bottlenecks and reach a higher level of cultivation.

However, the seven-leafed flower is also extremely rare, and is often accompanied by dangerous guardian animals or dangerous environments, making people who are looking for medicine go through a lot of hardships before they are lucky enough to see its true appearance. "

Listening to Bai Cha's narration, Zi Yao remembered something and said:

"Just now, a tiger appeared and wanted to eat this child. Could it be that the seven-leafed flower is nearby?"

Bai Cha and Zi Yao looked at the high mountains they were in at this time. It was close to Tianzhu Village and had an extremely high altitude. The mist in the mountains was steaming, like a fairyland in a fairyland. The peaks were looming, and each mountain was gently covered by gauze, only revealing the hazy contour.

Walking on the mountain road, the clouds and mist around you sometimes condense into groups, sometimes drift like smoke. Occasionally, a ray of sunlight penetrates the clouds and shines on the moist forest leaves, shining with little golden light, adding a bit of mystery and fantasy.

What a paradise on earth!
It is entirely possible for Aesculus to grow in such high mountains. The two immediately decided to help Zhuo Laosan and cast their own spells. Sure enough, they found a "seven-leaf and one-branch flower" near the tiger's den.

Zhuo Laosan anxiously shuttled through the dense forest. Every time he turned over a fallen leaf or penetrated into the grass, his heart became tense.

The fact that his father was seriously ill was like a huge stone weighing on his heart. He knew that he had to find the legendary "Seven-leafed Flower", otherwise his father would not survive.

The sun shone dappledly on him through the treetops, and sweat and soil intertwined into the breath of a survivor.

Just when he was almost desperate, a gust of wind blew by, and there was a strange fragrance in the air. He raised his head, and at that moment, it seemed as if all the sounds had stopped.

In front of him, a medicinal herb grew quietly on a piece of moist land, with seven emerald green leaves surrounding a bright flower. There were crystal dewdrops hanging on the petals, which was extremely beautiful.

"Seven-leafed flower!"

Zhuo Laosan was so excited that he almost choked. He could hardly believe his eyes.

All fatigue dissipated at this moment, and he carefully collected this precious herb, as if holding a beating heart.

Zhuo Laosan burst into tears. He quickly and carefully picked the Aesculus aesculata and hurried home with the herbs to treat his father.

Sure enough, Aesculus aesculata worked wonders, and Uncle Zhuo's condition was greatly alleviated, and he soon recovered as before.

The big stone in Zhuo Laosan's heart finally fell to the ground, but he did not forget his agreement with the tiger. He always felt that his success in finding the seven-leafed flower had something to do with the tiger.

It was the tiger that let him go that allowed him to escape.

The hard-to-find seven-leafed flower might have been sent by the tiger.

A person must keep his word, this is what his father has always taught the three brothers.

You feed the tiger with your body and fulfill your promise, but what should your parents do?

He will no longer be able to fulfill his filial piety in front of his parents.

Fortunately, you still have two brothers, right?
But who is not afraid of death?

At night, Zhuo Laosan was lying on the shabby wooden bed and had a nightmare.

In the dream, the tiger he had begged to let go slowly walked into his home with the majesty of a king. Its eyes shone with a light that was both intelligent and cold, as if it was reminding Zhuo Laosan that the agreement between them had not yet been fulfilled.

When Zhuo Laosan woke up, the cockcrow had just begun. He sat on the edge of the bed and took a deep breath. He knew that dreams often reflected the depths of his heart, but he couldn't let unfulfilled promises become a nightmare for his family. He decided that he must go to the mountain today, face the tiger, and learn about this lawsuit.

After busying around the stove fire, Zhuo Laosan prepared a sumptuous breakfast for the whole family. He carefully fried a few eggs, baked some fragrant tortillas, and cooked a pot of sweet rice porridge. He thought this might be the last time he cooked for his family, pouring his love and heart into every dish.

After the meal, he told his family that he was going to the mountains to collect medicine and might come back later. He did not tell his family the truth, but looked at them affectionately, his eyes full of reluctance and determination. Then, he picked up his prepared luggage and set foot on the road to the mountain.

The mountain road was rugged, but Zhuo Laosan's heart was extremely calm.

He knew that this was a journey he had to face alone.

He followed the path in his memory and came to the familiar mountain forest. The sun shines through the gaps in the leaves and shines on his body, giving him a touch of warmth.

He didn't wait long, the tiger appeared in front of him. Its gaze is still deep, but it seems to have lost its hostility. Zhuo Laosan took a deep breath and walked towards the tiger, ready to fulfill his promise.

The tiger opened its bloody mouth and prepared to feast. Zhuo Laosan was a child after all, so he fainted from fear.

At that critical moment, the air current in the mountain forest suddenly became cold, and a powerful mana swept in from the distance.

Just when the tiger's bloody maw was about to touch Zhuo Laosan's forehead, a white shadow appeared in front of them like a divine weapon descending from the sky.

It's the White Tea Fairy.

There was only a thin line between the tiger's fangs and Zhuo Laosan's fragile body, but at this moment of life and death, the White Tea Fairy waved her sleeves, and a soft but firm force pushed the tiger away.

A trace of surprise flashed in the tiger's eyes. Its body involuntarily took a few steps back under the power of the White Tea Fairy, and its ferocious mouth had to be closed.

The tiger was originally the overlord in the mountain forest, but it was restrained by this sudden force. Its eyes were full of unwillingness and anger. With a roar, the tiger's body began to twist and deform, and its original animal body gradually faded away, turning into a tiger spirit wearing armor.

It stood there, glaring at the White Tea Fairy, with a low and challenging voice: "Who is this? Why do you want to ruin my good deeds? This child is my food, why do you interfere?"

The White Tea Fairy's face was frosty, and her eyes showed unquestionable majesty: "Tiger Spirit, although you are a spirit, you should abide by the laws of heaven and not be arrogant and hurt innocent people. I will not allow you to hurt innocent people when I am here today. This is nothing."

The atmosphere was tense as the two faced off, and the wind in the mountains and forests seemed to be holding their breath, waiting for this unusual contest.

The tiger spirit said: "That day he was going to become the delicacy in my belly. I followed his request and asked him to save his father first, as a sign of his filial piety. Today he fulfilled his promise and came to die. It is only natural that I eat him."

"Since you have compassion, what's the harm in letting him go today?"

"This son is full of filial piety. If I eat him, my cultivation will greatly increase, and I will be one step closer to ascending to immortality."

"So when you let him go that day, you had selfish motives. It was for your own cultivation, and to fulfill his filial piety was to help your own cultivation. Then he didn't have to keep faith and promises to you. If you let him go, , I can spare your life, but if you don’t let him go, I will have to fight with you.”

As the White Tea Fairy spoke, she moved her fingers through the air, the halo of her fingertips flashing, and drew complex spells. Each stroke contained the mysterious magic power between heaven and earth.

Not to be outdone, the tiger spirit exudes a strong evil aura from its body, and every step it takes seems to shake the forest. Its claws waved, bringing up gusts of wind, trying to tear apart the White Tea Fairy's defense. There is a cunning and ferocious light in its eyes, revealing its wild and untamed nature.

The two fought fiercely in the forest. The white tea fairy's magic collided with the tiger spirit's brute force, causing a deafening roar.

The trees trembled under the impact of the force, and the fallen leaves flew as if caught in a whirlwind. Although the tiger spirit was extremely ferocious, it gradually became tired under Bai Cha's power, and finally lost the fight and knelt down in front of Bai Cha.

"White Tea Fairy, show mercy!" A shout sounded in the air.