Chapter 3880: Tears of Love

"That's easy..."

"There's a spiritual source over there. I'll throw you there, which is naturally a thousand times better than here."

Lin Yun said. His mental power covered a vast area and he had already found an excellent spiritual source.

"Okay! I know that place... It was also a forbidden place when the master was here."

"Although the master has long gone, I can't go there either."

"Thank you so much, brother, for giving me this luck."

The bamboo flute seemed a little excited.

"Don't say these useless things. If there is any secret... tell me quickly." Lin Yun urged.

"Of course... the secret is among the flowers and trees in the garden. Take me out and I'll tell you."

Lin Yun walked out of the pavilion with the bamboo flute. Under the guidance of the bamboo flute, Lin Yun came to a strange tree.

It was a tree that looked like a peach but was not a peach.

The trunk was twisted like a dragon and had survived for at least millions of years.

But the tree was less than a foot tall.

It was not lush.

The leaves were sparse but full of vitality.

It had white flowers that were a circle smaller than ordinary peach flowers.

The smell is very plain.

But if you stare at the flower, you will feel that the very light smell penetrates into your heart, as if a sad tear flows through, making you heartbroken.

But you must not move your eyes away from the flower and stop savoring the light smell.

Otherwise, you will be killed by the sad smell.

Or the kind that is willing.

"What a great flower tree!"

"But it looks so unnoticeable."

"There are so many more beautiful flowers here than it." M..

Lin Yun sighed.

At this time in this small garden, the flowers are competing for beauty. This flower tree is indeed inconspicuous, and the location is not good. People who come here will not notice it without special reminders.

However, it is a good thing that no one pays attention, because this is also a murderous flower tree, which is very dangerous.

"Of course... this flower tree is called 'Red Bean Wood', and it is the most affectionate and emotional tree in the world."

"However... it also has another name 'Heart-piercing Divine Wood'. As for why it has this name, you can think about it carefully..."

The bamboo flute introduced it very proudly.

"What is there to think about it carefully?" Lin Yun sneered and said, "It just means that this tree is prone to two extremes, which varies from person to person."

"Of course... it may also vary from time to time. When affection becomes ruthlessness, it also changes from 'Red Bean Wood' to 'Heart-piercing Wood'."

"Brother, you are right!" The bamboo flute couldn't help but admire it.

"My master hid an important thing in this 'Red Bean Wood'. As for how to find it, with your ability, it must be very easy."

"So... I have said everything I want to say. I hope you can keep your promise."

"Of course!" Lin Yun nodded, threw it casually, and the small bamboo flute had crossed thousands of miles and landed accurately in the center of the spiritual source, disappearing without a trace.

Lin Yun did not look at the flowers of the "Red Bean Wood". This required a strong will to resist.

Ordinary people, if they look at this flower once, must look at it again, and then it will be difficult to look away, until they finally die of exhaustion.

But Lin Yun was able to withstand this extreme temptation.

Instead of looking at the flowers, he looked at the trunk of the Red Bean Wood.

Sure enough, from the gnarled bark, he saw some words that were carved a long time ago, but now they are unrecognizable because of the growth of the tree.

"The breeze and the blue clouds, the red beans smile, seeming to be open but not yet open, and the blurred feelings;

A tree of loneliness and true feelings, the mist and rain chase the horizon.

A thousand sorrows are shared by you? Billions of memories are on the same path.

It's ridiculous that all flowers compete for beauty, but I only have red beans!"

"Sure enough, I am loyal!"

"But things will turn to the opposite extreme, otherwise, there will be a disaster of broken wings!"

Lin Yun sighed, and did not carve on the red bean wood, but just chanted it casually.

"The blue sea and blue sky, the dry stone is there, I want to say something but I don't hesitate;

I am alone surrounded by thousands of flowers, and my heart is silent and ripples.

Who can I talk to about the thousands of twists and turns? Once I wake up from the dream, I will be on the road to the end of the world.

It is a pity that the promise of a lifetime, your words hurt my heart!"

Lin Yun's voice just fell, and he heard a breeze blowing in the void.

"Huh!"

In an instant, the white flowers of the red bean wood suddenly turned deep red, rich and bright, as if blood was about to flow out of it.

The breeze swirled lightly, and the red flowers on the tree were blown into a red glow all over the sky, which was very beautiful.

Red is warm but seems to be red and desolate.

Warm or desolate.

Perhaps it depends on the person.

Depending on the time.

"Pop!"

Another slight explosion sounded, and a crack appeared on the trunk of the red bean wood.

A tear flew out of the trunk.

The fluttering petals wrapped around the tear.

In the blink of an eye, it has turned into a bud ready to bloom, hiding the tears deep inside.

Lin Yun reached out to catch the bud, looking at the fresh bud, but felt as if he was holding a huge mountain in his hand.

This is a bud full of deep affection, so it is naturally very heavy.

The most important thing that the bamboo flute holds is obviously this tear.

Its owner must be so powerful.

But he shed tears.

It can be seen that this tear is heartbroken.

If it weren't for the love that has been broken and it is difficult to chase, he would never shed this tear of deep affection.

While Lin Yun was thinking about it secretly, he suddenly felt a consciousness transmitted from the void.

"My friend can understand my feelings from a distance, which is amazing."

"If you can solve the regret in my heart, Qingyi will be grateful."

With this consciousness, ripples appeared in the void in front of Lin Yun.

Half of the bronze mirror fell out from it.

"I'll entrust this matter to you, my friend!"

"Thank you, Qing Yi."

Lin Yun hurriedly caught the bronze mirror and bowed slightly to the void.

"I will do my best for the matter of the senior!"

But there was no response in the void.

Only the green mountains were lonely, and the years were hard to catch up.

"Oh! Another debt of love."

"I'm afraid this is not something I can do alone."

"If Xiao'er was here... it would definitely be very easy."

Lin Yun sighed, but he thought of his beloved again.

"Brother~~~"

Suddenly, Lin Yun seemed to hear Qing Xiao calling him, the kind of surprised voice of reunion after a long separation.

"Xiao'er~~~"

Lin Yun looked around blankly, who was there.

The vast and distant mountains were like a painting, but the beauty was nowhere to be seen.

"It's just what I think..."

"But it's so real..."

Lin Yun didn't know whether it was an illusion or he really heard it, and he was a little dazed for a while.

...

"This scene is really hurtful!"

After a moment of silence, Lin Yun came back to his senses and murmured.

He suddenly looked at the red bean flower that was as bright as blood.

The sadness hidden in the flower was even worse.

But at this time, there was some passion and unrestrainedness.

It made your heart cut hard, and suddenly it healed again.

This repetition made you feel so painful, but you couldn't let it go.

I want to stay under this red bean tree until the end of time.

"Brother~~~"

Suddenly, another gentle call, like thunder, woke Lin Yun up and ran forward.

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