After lunch break, Hong Ling walked out of the inn.
Walking aimlessly in the bustling city, the only thing she can do now is to wait for the opportunity to come.
Both sides of the street are lined with stalls of all kinds; the dazzling array of goods on them makes people unable to resist filling their mouths.
A dazzling light made Hong Ling cover her eyes subconsciously.
His footsteps were involuntarily moving towards the light source.
An old man of about fifty years old was holding a folding fan, his eyelids were slightly closed, and he was leaning on the rocking chair. In front of him, a piece of cloth was spread randomly, and the cloth was covered with strange-shaped stones.
Hong Ling knelt down gently and stared at the stone that had just emitted dazzling light.
"Girl! What do you like?" The old man asked with a smile without opening his eyelids or changing his posture.
"Why is it that among so many stones, only this one glows?" When asking, he gently touched its surface with his fingertips.
The old man opened his eyelids with a fiery light shining in his eyes: "It proves that the girl is destined to this stone!"
"Is it destined?" Hong Ling murmured softly: "Could it be that in the eyes of others, this stone has another story?"
"Indeed!" The old man stroked his black and white beard: "Take Lao Chan as an example. What he sees in his eyes are just ordinary stones; but in the eyes of those who are destined to do so, they can see something different.
Scene; as you just said, shine!"
Hong Ling was doubtful: "Is that true?"
The old man stood up from the rocking chair and squatted down opposite Hong Ling. He picked up a stone at random with his fingertips and said, "Girl, look at this stone, what does it look like?"
"It's gray and has no characteristics; it can be said that you can find many such stones at will!" Hong Ling answered honestly.
"Where does the girl think that stone is in her hand?" the old man asked with a smile.
Hong Ling looked carefully at the stone lying quietly in the palm of her hand: "Dark and shiny, sometimes emitting dazzling light, sometimes gentle like water; giving people a mysterious and unpredictable feeling!"
"But in the old man's eyes, it is like a girl looking at the stone in the old man's hand, gray and featureless! Because..." The old man carefully put down the stone in his hand: "...it is not the destined stone of the old man!"
Hong Ling raised her eyebrows slightly: "Is it possible that among so many stones, none of them is your destined stone?"
"No!" The old man shook his head gently, a touch of sadness flashed in his eyes: "Maybe, this old man is destined not to have this fate!"
"Why?" Hong Ling was puzzled and stared at the old man with an inquiring gaze.
"Hey~~" the old man sighed heavily and waved his hands: "The past is too painful to look back on, so don't mention it!"
Feeling the old man's thoughts, Hongling didn't bother anymore.
"Come! Let's talk about this stone!" The old man stretched out his hand and took the stone in Hong Ling's palm: "This stone that is destined for you is called the Marriage Stone!"
"Marriage stone?" Hong Ling was slightly stunned. She didn't expect that a stone could have such knowledge.
"Look at its almost heart-shaped appearance and the S-shaped arc in the middle. Does it look like two opposite people gazing affectionately?"
After being reminded by the old man, Hong Ling looked carefully and felt that it was just as the old man said.
"There is a very sad legend about this marriage stone..." The old man's eyes drifted away, as if he had entered the wonderful legend: "...on the top of the snow peak, there lived a pair of gods and immortals. They did not care about worldly affairs.
Enjoying each other's love; but suddenly one day, two groups of uninvited guests arrived, breaking the tranquility on the top of the snow peak..."
Hong Ling remained silent, listening attentively to the legend from the old man's mouth.
"The arrival of these two groups of people is to compete for the 'Han Qian Cao' that blooms on the top of the snow peak; the legendary 'Han Qian Cao' blooms only once in thousands of years; therefore, it goes without saying that it is precious; and this
The couple of gods and immortals are the descendants who have been waiting for "Han Qiancao" for generations; their mission is to protect "Han Qiancao" until the destined person takes it away; this couple of gods and immortals made it clear that they will not let this
Two groups of people took Han Qiancao away and advised them to come down the mountain as soon as possible. However, the two groups of people did not listen to the advice and both threatened to win. Before the couple agreed, the two groups of people started fighting among themselves.
There was a big fight at the top of the snow peak. In just a few days, more than half of the two sides were killed or injured, and the snow on the top of the snow peak was dyed a strange red..."
The old man spoke very slowly, and Hong Ling could not help but feel a little impatient: "The two parties were fighting. Could it be that this couple of gods and gods didn't care about it?"
"Of course not!" The old man sighed deeply: "It is precisely because of the intervention of this pair of gods and gods that this legend becomes poignant!"
"..." Hong Ling's beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, as if she had vaguely guessed something.
"The couple couldn't bear any further casualties, so they intervened to prevent the fight between the two parties. During the obstruction, the woman was accidentally injured. One party suddenly took the initiative and held the woman hostage. They threatened the man to hand over 'Han Qiancao'.
Otherwise, the woman will be killed! The man is entangled in the choice between the legacy of his ancestors and the one he loves; the woman weeps silently, knowing clearly in her heart that the legacy left by her ancestors will eventually make them unable to put it aside; when the man speaks out his
Before making the decision, the woman spoke first and said that she was willing to take these two groups of people to the place where the 'Han Qiancao' grows. Under the man's puzzled gaze, the woman took the two groups of people to the place where she and the man usually practice martial arts. When the man saw
From this scene, he knew what the woman was really thinking and hurriedly followed. When the two groups of people completely entered the martial arts training area, the woman secretly touched the mechanism hidden on the wall. The entire martial arts training area formed by ice sculptures began to vibrate continuously.
, the two groups of people were in panic; the man took advantage of everyone's panic, flew up and took the woman into his arms; the ice sculptures on his head began to fall continuously, and everyone screamed; but this pair of gods and gods stared at each other with very calm expressions,
No fear, no panic, just calmness and sincere acceptance..."
"They died like this? Died for the legacy left by their ancestors?" Hong Ling asked softly. There was not much sentimentality in her eyes, but instead there was a feeling of envy.
Because it is also a kind of happiness for people who love each other to live and die together!
"They did not die, but transformed into this marriage stone!" The old man lowered his eyes, looking at the marriage stone in his hand, and his eyes flashed with joy: "It has made countless people's marriages, and what is even more rare and valuable is that it can
At the critical moment, save the pair of destined people it wants to protect; of course, it will not guard that pair of destined people all its life. When it feels the time is right, it will automatically look for the next pair of destined people!"
Hong Ling's eyes stared at the marriage stone in the old man's hand; she chuckled and said, "Hearing what you said, I want to buy this marriage stone right away!"
"I won't sell it to you!" the old man suddenly said in surprise.
Hong Ling was stunned, not knowing what kind of medicine the old man was selling in his gourd!