silence.
Dong Zheng's body was tense, although he had expected it, Wen Baoshan's appearance still reminded him of the corpses parasitized by plants in the aisle. This made him realize a question: who is Wen Baoshan himself who is talking to them now? Or a plant growing in his body
Wen Baoshan didn't know what Dong Zheng was thinking, he took a deep breath and smiled bitterly: "But there's nothing wrong with this, anyway, I'm completely paralyzed, and there is no hope of returning to normal, things can't get worse. , becoming like Little Jasmine and the others, it doesn't seem to be so difficult to accept."
Dong Zheng: "Do you feel uncomfortable like this?"
"No, it's actually very easy... Aside from not being able to move, it's much more comfortable than before."
Cui Zuojing pondered for a moment and asked, "Is there anything unusual happened before I found out that I can understand the plant's speech and germinate?"
"Something unusual?"
"For example... Who have you met, what have you got?"
Wen Baoshan thought for a while, and suddenly recalled one thing: "Ah, it seems that there is, on the third day of my hospitalization, a girl was also admitted to this ward, on the next bed, and Jasmine and Yueguang were discharged from the hospital. It was given to me before."
"What kind of girl?" Cui Zuojing frowned and immediately asked.
Wen Baoshan thought hard: "I look like 13 or 14 years old, about 1.5 meters, with short hair, looks very good, and speaks with the accent of Yunnan..."
"Are you wearing the same navy blue jacket, black cropped pants, and cloth shoes as the female students of the Republic of China?"
"Yes, yes, yes." Wen Baoshan remembered thoroughly. She was a very cute girl with a slightly thin stature. Like him, she lived alone in the hospital. She received fluids every day, answered the doctor's questions during ward rounds, and lay quietly on the bed without looking at her phone and playing games.
He was very puzzled that there were children who could endure such a life of recuperation, because in the same ward, the two inevitably talked, and they gradually became familiar with each other.
A lonely, aging man, and a lonely child, the two get along surprisingly well. Wen Baoshan told her a lot of his stories, but she rarely talked about herself.
Or maybe she talked about it, but Wen Baoshan forgot, just like he couldn't even remember the girl's name at all.
"Do you know her?" Wen Baoshan asked eagerly.
Cui Zuojing took a deep breath: "I know, does Uncle Wen know why she was hospitalized?"
Wen Baoshan frowned: "It seems to be a heart attack... No, meningitis? Ugh? Look at my brain, can't remember?"
She's good, but now it's a big trouble.
Cui Zuojing seemed to have returned to many years ago. The girl dressed as a student of the Republic of China was holding an umbrella, standing in the night rain with a smile, and her breathing was slightly short due to congenital heart disease, and asked him if he wanted to make a deal.
The little beast with seven eyes and three tails squatted at her feet, ready to take away his most precious things at any time.
This secret realm, which was so simple that he didn't want to stay, suddenly became unpredictable. Cui Zuojing restrained all his leisurely and completely serious: "She gave you two pots of flowers before leaving, and what did you give her?"
"Me? I didn't give her anything." Wen Baoshan was at a loss.
"No, you must have told her what you have always wished for, and let her give you the power to change everything, and she also took some things with your consent, otherwise things would not have become like this today. ."
Dong Zheng and Alan were completely dizzy by the side, and the conversation between Cui Zuojing and Wen Baoshan was developing in a direction they couldn't understand at all. A mysterious girl, a voluntary transaction that even the parties did not know
Wen Baoshan murmured, "I really don't remember."
"It doesn't matter if you don't remember." Cui Zuojing didn't make it difficult for him, the teenager put the quilt on Wen Baoshan again and asked, "It's getting late, we are leaving too, Uncle Wen, do you have anything else you want to do? ?"
"I, if I insist, I would like to bask in the sun." Wen Baoshan looked at the drawn cubicle curtain and said regretfully, "Unfortunately it is cloudy this morning, and the nurse said that it will probably clear up in the afternoon, so I can only wait patiently. waited."
Wen Baoshan, who couldn't leave the ward, had no idea what the hospital had become under his influence. Those plants that gained abnormal life from him took over everything, and Wen Baoshan himself knew nothing about his own power.
He was still immersed in the conversation with Jasmine and Moonlight, looking forward to the time passing quickly so that he could see the afternoon sun.
But in this mystical realm wrapped in nothingness, the sun will never come out of the darkness again.
"I'm going to see what the weather is like."
Dong Zheng lifted the curtain and went to the other side of the room that had always been separated, and his breath stopped immediately.
The dense vines covered the entire wall with the windows open, and the thick foliage blocked any light from outside.
The mutated plant was careful not to appear in front of Wen Baoshan, only blocking the window in secret, making him unable to move to think that the sun had not yet come out.
Cui Zuojing also looked at it: "No wonder. Just clear it."
He got in, pulled out the fruit knife that Dong Zheng had pinned to his waist, and pulled out a knife from the scabbard blade: "Wait."
The knife that could only cut fruit was in Cui Zuojing's hand, and it seemed to have changed its appearance. It directly plunged into the extremely flexible vine, and cut tofu lightly from top to bottom. It was the windows that were cleaned out.
The broken vine twisted silently on the ground in pain, and soon died stiffly.
Light pours in.
But not sunshine.
In the thick darkness, the sprout-like fragments exuded a gleam of light, rising and falling slowly.
It's a world made of story fragments.
Is it just that
Dong Zheng lowered his head and looked at Cui Zuojing, the boy played with the knife in his hand and made a "please" gesture to him.
Dong Zheng pushed open the window, stretched his hand into the dark void that seemed to be substantial, and touched the young bud.
The light burst out of his hands and spread to all the space outside. In an instant, the sky brightened. The streets outside the hospital were stained with yellowed street trees, the sky was gray, and the sun appeared from behind the drifting clouds.
Under this warm and dazzling sunlight, all the mutated plants slowly dissipated like ice and snow, as if the evil and filth were nowhere to be seen, and everything was purified.
The shards fell into Dong Zheng's palm, but the conversation he heard when collecting those shards did not appear. The bud condensed into a spot of light, and instantly fell into his chest like a star—
Cui Zuojing couldn't stop it, and his face changed greatly.
Bone-piercing cold penetrated into every cell, and at that moment a blurry picture emerged in front of me—a girl sitting on a hearse, holding a pure white beast in her arms, the torrential rain blocked her vision, but the mysterious smile on her lips was clear. Imprinted in Dong Zheng's mind.
Dong Zheng took a low breath, took a step back uncontrollably, and closed his eyes.
Cui Zuojing immediately grabbed his arm to help Dong Zheng stabilize his body, and hurriedly asked, "How do you feel?"
"I saw..." Dong Zheng suddenly stopped, he frowned, facing the tension and alertness in Cui Zuojing's eyes, and opened his mouth, "I forgot?"
Cui Zuojing released his hand, raised his hand to rest on his forehead, and lowered his hand nervously, staring at the empty spot behind Dong Zheng, and muttered, "Yes, it's her."
"What's wrong?" Wang Ailun opened the curtain and walked over.
"Something went wrong. Let's go back and talk about it." Cui Zuojing lowered his voice and said to Dong Zheng, "Don't panic, let's end all this first."
So Dong Zheng stopped recalling the cold and treacherous things left in his heart, nodded, opened the curtain and went to Wenbao Mountain again. In the man's expectant eyes, he said, "Uncle Wen, the sky is clear."
He opened the curtain, and the sunlight poured into the ward from the window, illuminating the Jasmine in Wen Baoshan's left eye, and also reflected in the pupil of his right eye.
A contented smile appeared on Wen Baoshan's slanted face.
The jasmine on the bedside table bloomed quietly, the red leaves of the Moonlight Goddess were even more vivid as blood, and the hyacinths also had water droplets on them.
"Don't disturb, you have a good rest, we will come to see you next time."
"Okay." Wen Baoshan smiled at them, "Thank you, I haven't been as happy as I am today for a long time."
Cui Zuojing smiled at him, and Allen, who was at the front, opened the door of the ward first and walked out.
[Be our friend, never be lonely again, just like the seventh day melted in the dream of sunshine. -Funeral]
After a moment of darkness, the eyes brightened again. Dong Zheng and Alan appeared again in front of this unusual blue plant. The white flowers were already blooming on the branches, and the fragrance of jasmine was blowing.
Then, like an elegant lady lifting the hem of her evening dress, the two outermost leaves bent down into the ground, entwined the fibrous roots, and pulled itself out of the ground.
It moved to the side like this, freeing up the place where it was, revealing the treasure chest buried under the soft soil.
Allen said tentatively, "Uh... Thank you Uncle Wen."
The plant nodded slightly.
Allen and Dong Zheng looked at each other, rubbed their hands, and squatted down to drag the box out.
He opened the box, and there were six jasmine flowers lying quietly inside and what Dong Zheng needed the most - a ticket.
"Let's divide the spoils." Allen said excitedly, he took Jasmine in his hand, a light weight.
"I already have a ticket, this one belongs to you, if you spend it... I'm four and two?"
This method couldn't be more reasonable. Dong Zheng hummed: "Okay, did you get the ticket before?"
"Yeah, I originally planned to enter the next area after clearing Hameln, and exchanged the points for tickets, but suddenly there was news of a random box, so I'll come over to check it out." Allen shrugged and placed the four jasmine flowers. Putting it in his pocket, he said to Cui Zuojing, who was standing with his arms folded over his chest, "Hey, since you're a prisoner, you won't have your share, can you?"
"Don't worry about me dividing the spoils." Cui Zuojing waved his hand, and until now, he still cares about the news about the girl he learned from the secret realm.
In the light that didn't enter Dong Zheng's body, he didn't feel any energy aura, so he didn't react immediately. It didn't seem to have any effect on Dong Zheng, but in the face of unknown hidden dangers, he must not take it lightly.
And you. Cui Zuojing looked at the huge plant that looked like Wenbaoshan had become, and said silently: While giving you everything you expected, what did she take away
The devil will not do business that loses money.