Chapter 687 Bitter Fruit

There were tigers and bears doing evil near the inn, eating many passers-by. Li Changxiao had a thought and drove away all the tigers and bears.

Although Li Changxiao was the only one who took care of the inn, everything was in order and looked very warm and comfortable. Li Changxiao planted flowers and plants, took care of them carefully every day, and kept the inn clean and tidy.

When Qingxiao took over alone, the tables and chairs were also dust-free and meticulous, but they were cold and had no inn flavor at all, which made people daunted, as if they were entering a cemetery, but Qingxiao could not be blamed, as everyone has his own state of mind. Now that Li Changxiao is in charge, he only needs to go to the lobby, and he will have a feeling of floating in the world, but this place is the pure land.

Since the tigers and bears moved away, there have been more and more pedestrians in the mountains. The inn has returned to its usual state, with three or two travelers staying in, asking for wine, tea, and food.

Li Changxiao's flowers and plants are blooming brightly. When travelers check in, they always watch by the window and comment from time to time. If they meet people who love flowers, they will ask Li Changxiao for teaching flower techniques, and ask Li Changxiao the names of the flowers and where they are picked.

Li Changxiao actually planted them casually. He planted flowers because he thought the flowers were beautiful, and secondly, he wanted to study the growth of wood plants. In this way, he solved the mystery of firewood and burning fruits.

When someone asked him for advice, he never kept it to himself. He was happy to communicate with others. One day, a flower merchant passed by here and wanted to spend a lot of money to buy flowers from Li Changxiao.

After Li Changxiao refused, the merchant was not angry. He held the flowers and looked at them for a long time, and praised them from time to time. After obtaining Li Changxiao's consent, he used his fingers to open the stamens and carefully observed the shape and growth of the flowers from the inside to the outside. Li Changxiao knew that this person was an expert at a glance, and the two immediately talked.

The two chatted and became more and more happy. From his words and actions, Li Changxiao knew that this person had a deep understanding of flower art and had unique insights. In terms of this art alone, he was his predecessor. Li Changxiao was happy in his heart, and he never relied on his seniority to ask for advice on flower cultivation experience, how to make flowers bloom more beautifully, and even bear fruit.

The merchant heard Li Changxiao's question and gave his own answer, "In order to make flowers bloom more beautifully, they need to be carefully cultivated. Compare flowers and plants to people. When people are hungry, they need to eat, and when they are tired, they need to sleep. The same is true for flowers. As long as you do this, you don't have to worry about flowers not blooming or fragrance. But as for bearing fruit, unless the flowers can bear fruit, no matter how you cultivate them, it will be in vain."

Li Changxiao took notes carefully and learned from his experience. The merchant stayed for about two days.

The merchant also had a good impression of this humble shopkeeper. He often talked to him. When he left, he took out a flower cultivation manual he personally wrote and gave it to Li Changxiao as a gift.

Li Changxiao did not take it for nothing. He gave the merchant a blessing that was worth a thousand gold coins and a few great dreams that were hard to find in the world. Although both were illusions, everything that people wanted could be satisfied in them.

After the two parted, Li Changxiao carefully opened the flower-growing manual and suddenly paused. He said that growing flowers is nothing more than four words: follow the time of the day.

It involves watering, spreading powder, loosening the soil, and fertilizing. To be meticulous, it is also necessary to make corresponding arrangements according to the climate, weather, the alternation of the sun and the moon, and the changes of the seasons.

Only in this way can the flowers bloom more beautifully.

Li Changxiao suddenly realized and laughed out loud, finally understanding the deep meaning of "burned fruit".

This is true for flowers, and even more so for trees.

If the growth of a tree is regarded as a combination of the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, covering the changes of seasons, terrain, time of day, sun and moon,..., all of these can be replaced by the two words "Qian Kun". The tree that shouldn't bear fruit, bearing red fruits, is the manifestation of that person's wanton manipulation of the truth of heaven and earth, and teasing the universe.

In other words, a small burning fruit may hide one of the most top-notch magic methods to support the world: the universe in the palm of your hand.

Normally, a firewood tree cannot bear fruit, but under the effect of the universe in the palm of your hand, it not only bears fruit, but also bears fruit every year. The fruit is red and plump, attracting people's attention, hanging on the branches, and people can pick it.

However, it also reflects Mei Sanniang's arrogance. Her means are hidden in the inconspicuous. Anyone can get it, it depends on your own ability and your own understanding.

This is what she left for the world.

It is also left for someone. She must have expected that one day in the future, there will be a white-clothed man who goes up the mountain to chop wood and sees the firewood tree bearing fruit, so he is curious and studies it.

In fact, there was a hint long ago. After all, when naming the firewood tree, Mei Sanniang insisted on calling it "Sanniangzi Tree". The fruit on the firewood tree can naturally be associated with Mei Sanniang's backup plan.

Li Changxiao realized this and felt worried and depressed. Although the magic method was in hand, Mei Sanniang deliberately left this thing, which must also mean that she didn't think she could come back this time.

Li Changxiao sighed lightly, holding the firewood fruit, and wanted to close the door of the inn and go out several times. But he gave up in the end.

He knew that the time had not come. As for when the time would come, he himself didn't know, just relying on the feeling in his heart. Li Changxiao looked at the firewood fruit and thought: "Well, she may have another trick."

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Li Changxiao went to the firewood mountain more often. Although he knew that the magic method "The Universe in the Palm" was hidden in each firewood fruit, how to comprehend it and how to take it out was really a difficult problem.

He guessed that only by understanding the fundamental principle of the firewood tree bearing fruit can one understand the Universe in the Palm. So every morning and evening, he would go to the mountain to cut firewood.

He observed the growth trajectory of firewood trees, the principle of growth, day after day, spring goes and autumn comes, and it is a year. The inn is open as usual, with two or three guests every day, and it does not require too much energy to take care of.

This day.

Li Changxiao suddenly realized something, opened his palm, and the halo in his palm flickered, as if the universe was all in this palm.

He finally got something, and he had a little understanding of the wonderful method of holding the universe in his palm.

But it was also because of this that he discovered that the burnt fruit of the firewood tree, although it was the finger left by Mei Sanniang on purpose, contained the mystery of holding the universe in his palm. But at the same time, it was also something that Mei Sanniang had never completed.

Mei Sanniang used the universe in her palm to make the firewood tree, which could not bear fruit, grow bright fruits. But the fruit... tasted very sweet at first, and then it was bitter, making it difficult to swallow.

It was a "bitter fruit".