[Yan Zan] "In short, find the time machine first!"

"How many of you are still writing this stuff?"

Yan Ke felt very irritable.He had to temporarily cancel his plan to go to the doctor's office to resign, because he discovered a new battlefield - the mysterious website called "Rhode Island Forum".

"It seems that this website was originally made by Miss Warfarin and Miss White-faced Owl... Well, I was brought in by Miss Linguang." Nightingale said softly, "Most of the things written in it used to be It’s related to the doctor. Since you and Mr. Undertaker came, the content has been greatly expanded.”

No, I don't want to know that kind of stuff.What you say makes me feel even more headache.Yan Ke thought to himself.

"They told me that every operative in the medical department must submit at least one paper. I want to start with your relationship, but I'm not good at writing novels." Nightingale looked very distressed.She took a sip of the hot coffee Yanke bought for her from the vending machine just now, and her long golden bangs fell down to cover her eyes.

"Can you show me what you wrote?"

"Hmm...would you mind being written and carried out by the undertaker..." Nightingale was a little stuck.The lady's self-cultivation made her embarrassed to say that word directly.Yanke sneered: "I've even seen the paintings, so what's missing is the written version?"

"Where did you see the painting?"

"The perfumer's there."

Then there is no problem.Nightingale took out her mobile phone and shared a URL with Yan Ke: "This is it. Use your mobile phone to click in directly, and you can read all posts without registration, but you can't post or reply."

"why?"

"I heard that Ms. White-faced Owl made a pre-screening based on the domain names of everyone's mobile phones. Only the mobile phones of female operators can post and reply. For adult male operators, Ms. White-faced Owl said that they will not be prohibited from browsing, because they generally don't care too much. .Underage male operators... will not be able to see the website if they click on it."

"Oh?" Things started to get interesting.Yan Ke thought to himself. "What about the doctor?"

"The doctor's countermeasure is the same as that of the underage male operator. It is said that it is to avoid stimulating the doctor's spirit." Nightingale replied.Her eyes dodge a little.

This is definitely not the real reason.The truth can't be because you wrote too many doctor's little yellow articles in it, right?

"Underage female operators don't need to be blocked?"

"I was going to block it... but it failed when blocking the Ursas Student Self-Government Group, so I simply let them all in." Nightingale admitted, "Miss Truth is really too smart."

Oh, it's too bad.

Facing the unfathomable sea of ​​friends, the well-informed Sarkaz swordsman felt that he must be a freshwater fish.

The first Yanke Fanwen we read was Warfarin’s "Dance of Tinplate". The wings of the "undertaker" said with a painful smile, "Don't try to escape".

Of course, Yanke hasn't seen this yet.After reading half of the article, he felt the blood flow backwards all over his body, and his Originium skills were out of control. He only heard a loud "boom".

He slammed the shattered phone out.The charred remains of the mobile phone hit the opposite wall directly, scattered into a handful of scattered black fragments.

What the hell is this...

"You, how are you..." Nightingale asked him cautiously.The healing cane in her hand has been raised, ready to release a healing spell on Yanke at any time.

"It's okay... Huh, don't worry about me." Yan Ke slowly raised his hand that had just blown up his phone, and suddenly slapped it on his face, he could almost hear the hand that fused into his blood The sound of origin stone growing in "Kara-Kara". "It's just... a stress response..."

Warfarin should be a director of adult films, it's a shame that she's just a doctor in Rhode Island.he thought to himself.I thought my mind was strong enough after I saw the yellow picture of the perfumer with a smile, but I didn't expect to be defeated by the yellow text written by Hua Farin.

He refused to admit that the "flame guest" written in it was himself.After all, he doesn't stare hungrily at his colleagues on the battlefield - after all, he is always busy cutting people at such times - nor does he do things like strip people in trenches after a battle. kind of thing.He felt that if he wanted to have sex with someone, he should at least open a room, find a soft bed, and enjoy the pleasure of climbing the peak in a relationship between you and me, so that you can get together and break up easily.

At this time, Yan Ke didn't realize that there was something wrong with his imagination: he was inspired by Warfarin's OOC Huangwen, and in his fantasy, he automatically replaced the object of "good get together and good separation" with the object of The Undertaker. That paralyzed face.

"Oh, that's right, no, Lucille should be off work by now." Nightingale suddenly thought of another thing.She said with great regret: "You may not be able to go to her to apply for a new phone until tomorrow. Is there any work you want to do on the phone now?"

"Yes." Yanke replied lazily, "I want to continue reading Warfarin's novel."

Nightingale suddenly became cautious: "You don't want to blow up another phone, do you?"

"Ha, don't worry, no."

"Then you come with me to find Shining! Her mobile phone is not used often and she can log into the forum in the inner area, as long as you promise me not to blow up the mobile phone out of control..." Nightingale blinked her eyes, her innocent and harmless expression let Yan Ke distinguish It's not clear whether she has a good heart or premeditated, "And tell me about Mr. Undertaker."

So it became like this.But Lucille went out to buy goods, and the procurement center didn't open for three days.So in these three days, Yanke could only go to Shining to borrow his phone, and read all the long and short posts of him xing The Undertaker in the forum.At that time, there were not many posts about Yan Zan in the forum, and you can see them all at a glance, except for the "About Our Vulgar Love" serialized in Ceylon's novella, and Warfarin's long list marked with " ABO", "Sentry Wizard", "Room You Can't Get Out Without OOXX" pwp, there are almost no grass.So he turned around and read other people's fanfiction about the doctor. After a more unbearable collapse of the three views, he decided to squat to death in the CP pit of Yanbu.

After all, watching the "enemy" who played with him in the past was defeated by that Shiva Ash of Karan in the same way in the same way, he had no power to fight back, he was so ashamed, and even defeated by him Those who have passed by themselves seem to have lost their value.Yanke thinks this is inappropriate.The proud swordsman will never allow his own value to be derogated, even in a pwp fanfiction where the protagonist is not him.

As for why the other party is the Undertaker——Yan Ke said that it was because he and the Undertaker were the least likely in reality.

Who would want to fall in love with a humanoid machine whose language system is not as flexible as the Lancet-2 car?

He also learned to repeat.In the beginning, it was just because I didn't like Shining's tone, so I didn't dare to speak easily in the forum and couldn't help but want to remind me to change it.Then rereading appeared... Rereading and building a building can raise the height of the post, the neat form is very visually impactful, and it can hide yourself very well.Yanke deeply agrees: the essence of human beings is indeed a repeater.

Three days later, Kluthil's procurement center reopened, and by the way, new operators Breeze and Ethan were brought in.At that time, Yanke had already stored a lot of pictures and texts of Yanke in Shining's mobile phone, and he was really reluctant to return them.Shining seems to be very generous.She said that she rarely uses her mobile phone, and there is nothing important in the memory. After applying for a new phone, Yanke can change it with her directly, and then go to the doctor to change the SMS address.

As a result, Yan Ke became the only male operator in Rhodes Island who could freely post and reply on the inner forum.Now he finally decided to start doing it himself.

Nightingale had just finished taking care of the wounded after the Longmen City Annihilation War, and took out her mobile phone to browse the forums in Rhodes Island, but was surprised to find that a new post about Yanbu was very popular. "[Yan Zan] The staff dormitory is not a place outside the law (R)", the author's signature is "Doctrine Force Field".

She is one of the few people who knows that under the skin of the "Doctrine Force Field" is Yanke.So when she saw the big "R" after the title of Yan Zang's label, her first reaction was that Yan Ke was over, and her second reaction was that Yan Ke was dead.

Warfarin, an uninformed person, snatched the sofa and cue her: "Wow! The Shining also made a hole. @丽赛How did you drag this great god into the burial pit of fire?"

Liz replied and gave me a cup of blood: I didn't pull it (′-△-`)

I really didn't pull it... He went in by himself...

Nightingale waved her staff in a broken heart, milking Jiaofeng who had just been withdrawn from the battlefield.

The days of staying in Longmen are so leisurely that people grow grass, and every day is a three-point line in the dormitory canteen processing station.Yan Ke quickly mastered the skill of fast typing, and began to update his "Employee Dormitories Are Not Outside the Law" every day.The female operators who commented below didn't know it, and all praised him for his vivid and original writing-isn't this for sure?Is there anything more difficult to OOC than writing a doujin in the end?

You little girls who write fanfic by imagination must not know that the undertaker wears a full set of pajamas to sleep at night and has to button the top button!

You don't know that The Undertaker uses professional tools to carve his bullets!

Knocking on the cp of my x roommate is so convenient, every day when I open my eyes, there will be a lot of writing materials rushing towards my face.Yanke gradually became familiar with the road, and even began to compare with Ceylon Warfarin, and cared about the popularity of the post.The authors in the Rhode Island forums all have their own jobs. They post an article when they have time and inspiration.However, since Mrs. Shining appeared, readers have the habit of waiting for updates.Yanke is used to typing on his mobile phone during his spare time at the on-duty processing station, and then set it to send at [-] o'clock in the evening.His regular update time has also added a lot of stalks to the comment area of ​​"Outlaw Land" that only readers who follow them will understand.

Apple Pie! : Can't wait for the next update!Hee hee, this time the mourner has to wear Yanke's clothes and vacuum for 24 hours, it's exciting just thinking about it

Reply to ApplePie with a glass of blood! : Sister, if you can speak, you will publish a book

Reply to ApplePie with a cup of black tea! : Sister, if you can speak, you will publish a book (repeat)

Full channel blocking Reply to ApplePie! : Sister, if you can speak, you will publish a book (repeat)

Uncle Ben's fist is the hardest: that was the excitement when he broke in the car last time!I acquiesce that they have done it for 24 hours!

The king of advancement replied that my uncle's fist is the hardest: Indra, be careful in your words and deeds.

……

General Herag, who was on duty at the processing station with Yanke, was occasionally puzzled.Why did this young man, who was clearly writing the summary of skills, suddenly stop writing for no reason and laughed.

(TBC)

Chapter 6 Let two enemies block one and one block three enemies who came up with such a bad idea [Part [-]]

Rhode Island Forum.

[Flame Burial] [Highlight] The third issue of Liqu CP theme commemorative "Tobacco and Dessert" has started printing!

Host: 42-star operator

In short, this Indian tune has just started, don't ask me why I posted it today, it's self-willed.

Printing is related to the printing situation of the co.Everyone knows the situation in our forum. If there are too few prints, the sisters you want will not be available. If there are too many prints, it will be bad if the little boys and doctors see it.So please read the information below carefully and fill out the form carefully.

The following is the basic information of this collaboration:

Title: "Tobacco and Desserts"

Format and pages: divided into two volumes, B5 size, each volume is about 300p, a total of 45w words

cp: Yanke x The Undertaker only, no dismantling

The first volume "Tobacco" is a collection of sad articles, and the second volume "Dessert" is a collection of sweet articles. There are two volumes and cannot be purchased separately.

Participating teachers are as follows (in no particular order)～

Volume [-] "Tobacco"

@Give me a cup of blood "Tinplate Dance", "Bionic Flower"

@丽兹 "Eden" and "Apple" from Yanke's perspective

Full text of @Palermo Scholarship "Help Sleep Fragrance"

@辛味Title to be added

@nightmare "Poison Killing", "Feast", "Drilling"

Volume [-]: "Dessert"

@红茶一杯 "About Our Cheesy Love" full text

@犯破力场 "Employee Dormitories Are Not Outside the Law" special chapter

@nutrition meal unsalable help us "real men never look back at the explosion"

@玛嘉玉? Linguang dialogue segment collection

@叫我大将军 "bestbefore" and "aftertaste"

@Give me a cup of blood "Room No. [-]" full text

Cover and inside page manga artist: @葛锅北料舞料斗

Inside page character designer: @打布乔脸

【India Link Click Here】

Trouble moderator @白面骨 help me to add a fine point, thank you, chirp~

1L give me a cup of blood:

Sofa first kill!Long live Hezhi!

2L one car bread man:

I took a closer look, and it turned out that there were more knives than sugar... (Myocardial infarction.jpg)

3L White-faced Owl [Moderator]:

The application for boutique stickers has been approved.

4L City Messenger replied to a truckload of bread people:

Don't ask, it's because of "Eden"

(Building in building) A car of bakers reply to the city Messenger:

Sweet party is too difficult woo woo woo...

5L wants to be a princess:

Not to mention, the few articles in the abuse book, except for the tinplate, are all killed by Yanke... Woooooooooooooooooooooooooo...

6L Apple Pie! :

Hey, why is the title of Xiaomoyao's article to be added?

(Building in the building) Mibo Chong replied to ApplePie:

Don't ask, it's just a pigeon.So far, she has really opened an article, and she has not finished a decent one until now.

(Building in building) ApplePie!Reply to Mibo Chongya: That’s how it is

7L Katsushika Hokusai Sashimi

It's finally coming out!Stickers Celebrate! 【picture.jpg】

8L Ritz:

I am coming(?????)

Miss 9L thinks you need physical therapy:

In other words, Shan Da is actually not a collection of the full text, but a special article alone?Among the few of us besides the last drug, she is the hardest one, right?

(Building in the middle of the building) A cup of black tea Reply sister thinks you need physical therapy:

I think you can remove "except the last medicine", there is no logical problem at all

10L little cook:

The tone has been filled!Lucille, you've worked hard! @strengthandglory@international

……

How to write a special article for reference?This is the question that bothers Yanke the most right now.

Originally, he was just writing fanfiction with the mentality of playing tricks, and every day he developed his roommate's weird little habits or ailments, and he could attract a group of girls to scream in his building.But now, he had to get serious.

But even if you really fill out the Indian profile, will people give it to them when they see a man in the past to get a joint journal?Thinking so, Yan Ke broke a brand new yellow pencil into two pieces with one hand.

He didn't seem to realize that the biggest problem in this matter was not whether or not Kelucier would send the book to the male operator, but the true identity of the male operator who wanted to receive the book.He is Yanke, the Yan in the Yanbu CP, one of the protagonists of this set of Dahezhi.It’s too scary for the main character to go off the field to knock CP and participate in the co. If you have to make an analogy, it’s almost the same as no elite team going out to meet the patriots... It’s still full of blood and full of blue belts. Mephisto returns blood .

Or let Shining help me get it.

Depressed, Yanke put the tip of the pencil he broke off into the pencil sharpener, and began to shake it round and round.

Undertaker's rare lazy sleep lasted until twelve o'clock at noon that day.

He got up from the bed in a daze, changed into the suit he usually wears, and added a pair of cotton long johns under the black overalls according to today's temperature displayed by the multifunctional electronic alarm clock next to the bed.

That's what a conscious adult should be.Like his roommate Yan Ke, who runs outside with his forearms in the late autumn... Don't you feel a little rebellious?

Since there were no other arrangements today, the undertaker sat down at the writing desk on his side and began to disassemble and maintain his guns.

In addition to the two Winchester M1887 shotguns commonly used on the battlefield, there is also a Beretta 92F for close guard, which he does not often use.The lever-action Winchester was designed to hold only black powder 12-gauge rounds, which is a bit archaic for etched ammunition.However, considering its special lethality, it still needs careful maintenance to prolong its service life.The Beretta 92F is a more flexible weapon. It is equipped with etched ammunition with a red primer. It needs to manually engrave a cross flower on the bullet head to increase the fragmentation lethality. It is really suitable for blasting away close enemies with one shot.

The mourner has a pair of beautiful hands, with slender fingers, well-defined joints, and well-trimmed round nails.Because these hands are protected under black tactical gloves most of the time, even the gun cocoons are a little thinner. If they hadn't seen him playing with these terrifying metal weapons with their own eyes, some people might think so: These should be a pair of belongings. The hands of the pianist.

In fact The Undertaker has no musical talent.His empathy ability is almost zero. He neither knows that music needs to be endowed with the player's emotion to be moving, nor does he know what emotion means to people.

So he just ran his fingertips over the gun parts in silence, wiping them, checking for wear, and lubricating them.The slender fingers jumped between the dark murder weapons, and the little finger picked up a cloth towel and stuffed it into the muzzle of the gun to wipe it.The faint beige light from the desk lamp was cast on his side face, and sifted through his long and long platinum eyelashes, and the azure blue eyes covered by the eyelashes were as calm as the clear autumn sky.

Sakota's civil servants are certainly alone here.But he has no awareness of his loneliness at all, and lives in the air that only belongs to him, like a goldfish voluntarily trapped in a fish tank.

When Yan Ke came back after changing shifts and opened the door, what he saw was this scene.

He didn't enter the door, but leaned against the door frame silently for a while, then closed the door silently and left.It's like he's never been here.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Texas had just finished her duty at the trading post, and she pushed open the door dizzily, only to find a 1.9-meter-high chimney puffing smoke in the aisle outside the door. Know how long it has been smoked.

"Eat a pocky? Smoking is not good." As a former smoker who knows the dangers of tobacco, Texas walked forward with a frown, and took out an unfinished pack of chocolate-flavored pocky from his pocket.

"Ah, good." Yanke sucked the cigarette butt in his hand to the end, poked it directly on the protruding black origin stone crystal on his left neck and pressed it out, then pulled out a pocky from the box that Texas handed over and put it in his mouth. .

"Is something bothering you?"

"How did you get it?"

"Talking about the experience of a former smoker." Texas chewed the pocky, "You look like you are smoking a stuffy cigarette."

She paused, and her voice suddenly became a little lighter: "If you need someone to talk to, you can talk to me."

Yanke smiled and shook his head.He is not familiar with this operator who belongs to Penguin Logistics.It can be seen from the other party's race, Luper, and the bright code name, that she was once a member of the great Texas family in Syracuse.The madness, darkness, and notoriety of that family can't even be compared to the notorious Sarkaz people. Perhaps only the integration movement now entrenched in Ursus can be compared to a little bit.

So he said, "Not anymore, I don't have the habit of sharing my scars with anyone. Thank you for the biscuit." The chocolate on the first half of the biscuit was almost melted when he stuffed it into his mouth.Yan Ke raised his hand and pinched the pocky's tail, bit off the slightly soft biscuit inside, and waved the remaining half at will.

"It's pocky." Texas had already finished eating a small packet in a blink of an eye.She stuffed the empty plastic wrapper into the side pocket of her coat, and opened a new bag in no time.

"By the way, are you from Syracuse?"

"what happened?"

"It's nothing. I used to go to that place when I was a mercenary. I really miss it..." Yanke bit off half of his hand with a "click", pushed it to the position of the back molars, and rolled it, "Being hit by a A large group of Sicilians chased and ran half the city, which is really an unforgettable memory."

"That's what you deserve. Sicilians who abide by the law of silence usually don't shoot foreigners, and they are extra cautious even talking to foreigners."

"I just wanted to ask them personally. Who knew they would have such a big reaction."

Texas was intrigued by what he said.She also followed Yan Ke's example and leaned against the railing on the edge of the passage, holding a pocky in her mouth, and said inarticulately: "Then you must be looking for someone who was ordered by a friend of a friend to be killed. "

"A friend of a friend" means mafia in Syracuse dialect.

"It's just a special-looking Chimera. It has the horns and tail of the Sarkaz tribe, but it also has the halo of an angel and black wings—well, like the black wings of the Sakota in my dormitory." .You are also from Syracuse, do you know this Chimera?"

Texas's lazy expression suddenly disappeared.She narrowed her pupils, and her orange-red eyes glowed brightly: "Does the person you are looking for have long blue hair?"

"Looks like I'm asking the right person."

Under Yanke's eyes, Texas slowly stood upright, took off the pocky in his mouth and pinched it in his hand, and his articulate words became clear: "I haven't dealt with her directly, but my colleague The black angel has seen her and was impressed by her—it is said that the black angel has an ominous smell."

"Her name is 'Mostima', the fallen angel Mostima."

(TBC)

Chapter 7 Who came up with the bad idea of ​​letting two enemies block one to fight and one to block three enemies [Part [-]]

If one were to find a spokesperson for Rhodes Island's control center, it would most likely be The Undertaker.

This super-large room with a height of more than two floors and filled with various instruments and display screens was once rated as one of the positions that all employees in Rhode Island "most don't want to be on duty alone".It made the doctor have to talk about it every time, dragging his family to fill his mouth with five or six acquaintances, and chatting with each other to relieve boredom during the stationing time, so as to relieve the depression brought about by the empty and gloomy room.After a long time, everyone began to bring all kinds of small things into the control center.Needless to say, pillows for naps, folding chairs, blackout masks, and melon seed board game instant noodles and potato chips Three Kingdoms Killing Flying Chess Monopoly... There is a tendency to turn duty time into entertainment time.The doctor turned a blind eye to this, but Dr. Kelsey came over every three days to confiscate it, ordering everyone to be on duty and not to entertain—think about those brothers and sisters who worked overtime in the manufacturing station, trading station, processing station, and power station downstairs until they lost their minds.

Undertakers, however, never bring these little things to work.When it was his turn to be the control center, he just sat quietly in a corner, and when it was time to leave work, he was as quiet as a potted plant.Therefore, he was elected as the spokesperson of the control center, and he is also the only model employee of the control center who insists on not going to work to fish... Dr. Dementia was so moved that he wanted to cry.

"No kumquats! I told you not to have kumquats!"

Before entering the door of the control center this morning, Shi Huaiya's shrill voice came out through the wall, like a gust of cold wind blowing head-on, hitting people's forehead numb for a while.

"Kumquat Gan, what's the matter with you." Chen stood opposite her, holding two knives, one long and one short, looking sullen, "It's beautiful and edible."

"Are you an old man and still pick and eat kumquats?"

"It's not bad, let's make the most of it."

The two chiefs of Longmen dominated the central position of the control center and staged a fight, while Amiya secretly pulled aside the mourners who had just entered: "They are discussing about buying flowers from the Lunar New Year Festival. "The little bunny Lara pulled the dangling hem of the Sakota youth who was much taller than her: "You wait here for a while. They really weren't arguing. Hoshiguma said that's how they usually communicate. So don't let it happen again. It's the last time..."

This was the case the last time several people took turns at the control center together.The mourner thought that Chen and Shi Huaiya were going to attack, so in order to prevent their long knives and meteor hammers from damaging the control center, he chose to strike first - and gave them each a knife.

After waking up, the two continued to quarrel in the infirmary over the sweetness and saltiness of tofu, and the doctor had no choice but to add another stroke to The Undertaker's record of human failure.

"The custom here in Longmen is to decorate the courtyard with flowers from the end of November every year to the next February. There will also be a grand New Year's Fair in the city." Amiya explained softly, "Miss Shi Huaiya I like Xiangxuelan and Clivia, but Police Officer Chen insists on buying kumquats. According to our statistics, they should reach a consensus within 10 minutes after they start arguing..."

While she was talking, the two quarreling over there suddenly stared at each other, turned their heads and left.

"Or break up unhappily." Amiya answered the last sentence helplessly.

"Yes." The undertaker silently memorized this rule.

"Actually, the doctor also said this year that Rhodes Island should be decorated with flowers. But the flowers in the greenhouse may not be enough, and I have to ask the operators to buy them at the New Year's Fair." Amiya suddenly Worrying again, "But I'm afraid of offending people."

"Why offend me, just don't buy kumquats."

"Oh, it's not a question of whether to buy kumquats..." The leader of the small Rhodes Island was puzzled, "Maybe there are operators in Rhodes Island who are allergic to pollen. And it's the first time we've docked at Longmen. I don't know what flowers are on the flower market here..."

"so we?"

The undertaker still didn't understand what happened until they left Rhodes Island.He first accepted Amiya's commission to "investigate all the flower varieties at the New Year's Eve Flower Festival", which is fairly easy to understand.But why did Yanke come with him?

"I'm in charge of identification, you record." Yan Ke said.

"I think this is superfluous. My botanical knowledge is sufficient to identify most of the common plants on the world of Terra."

"Okay, then let me put it another way." Yanke pulled down the hand brake of the mechanical elevator for him, the iron chain stretched slowly, making a crisp crashing sound, and the elevator cabin carrying them slowly fell down. "I'm just a drop in to buy flowers."

"Yeah." The undertaker nodded, obviously he agreed with this statement more.

Because they just went to the city to visit the flower market, instead of going to the battlefield to fight the enemy, both of them changed into a set of ordinary clothes, and they didn't carry any weapons on the surface - they secretly brought some personal things for safety reasons , that is everyone's secret.Yan Ke wore a long coat with a gray fringe on the collar, and walked briskly in front.The mourner was wearing a white long sweater with a high collar. He felt a little chilly, and the lower half of his face was buried in the raised wide neckline. The palms of both hands were tucked into the cuffs, and only a few long, thin fingers were exposed. Tighten the orange messenger bag strap.If you ignore Sakota's black crystalline wings and Sarkaz's conspicuous long horns and ore spots, they look like two ordinary young people from the Longmen.

"Well, lantern flowers?" Passing by a float cart pushed by an Anati woman.Yan Ke was attracted by a novel flower on the car.

He stopped in front of the float, lowered his body and stretched out his hands to pick out the drooping little lantern-like flowers: "Is it a unique flower species in Longmen?"

"Yes, yes! Little brother, do you want to buy a pot to take home?"

The light purple calyx is upturned, and the small deep purple red lantern hangs down, with seven or eight thin and long golden stamens protruding from it, no matter how you look at it, it is gratifying.Yanke was about to reach into his back pocket to take out Longmen coins, when the mourner who was standing beside him suddenly said, "This should not be a plant native to Longmen, but some kind of willow leafy shrub, and its origin is Southern Columbia."

The face of the Anati woman suddenly became ugly: "This, this is obviously a flower, not a vegetable."

"I didn't say it was a vegetable." The mourner felt that there was no problem with his statement. "Its leaves are opposite, and the anthers are T-shaped. In terms of biological classification, it belongs to the subclass Rosacea, superorder Rosa, order Myrtle, and willow leaves. Vegetables. As for the more detailed genus and species, I can’t judge for the time being. From the thickness of its leaves and the drooping state of the flowers, it can be judged that it is native to subtropical and tropical regions with dry climates, which is not suitable for the climate and environment of Longmen..."

Yan Ke covered his mouth with a slap, hugged this naive angel who didn't understand the world, and dragged back: "We won't buy it yet, goodbye!"

The Anati woman watched her business fly away.She stayed for a while, then slapped her thigh angrily: "What's the matter..."

On the other side, Yan Ke dragged the mourners back and forth through seven or eight stalls before stopping. "You..." He didn't know what to say, so he just took off the coat with a fur collar around the neck and covered his head with the mourner: "Wear it."

The mourner silently took off the long coat that smelled like Yankee from his shoulders and put it on for himself.Just after adjusting the cap collar piled on his shoulders, Yanke grabbed the cap collar and put it over his head, covering his head together with the dark circle of light, and then leaned shoulders and backs to close the distance. "Listen, you just need to memorize it, don't bother me to buy flowers. This is a flower market, not a botanist forum. Flower sellers don't need to know what flowers they are selling, as long as they are beautiful enough That's enough—understand the angel?"

"Yeah." The mourner was caught between his arms and chest, and he could only slightly nodded, "You have a deeper understanding of human beings. I am willing to trust your judgment."

"That's because you know almost nothing about human beings." Yan Ke let go of the restraint on the Undertaker after saying this.He stood there and thought for a while, then grabbed the guy's hand again: "Follow closely, don't get lost."

The undertaker was puzzled by his childish tone.But he has decided to trust Yanke's judgment.So he struggled a little, adjusted the posture of the two to a more comfortable handshake, and obediently followed.

The varieties of flowers in the Longmen Flower Market are so strange that Yanke, a gardening lover, is feasting his eyes.After walking around for less than 10 minutes, he had already bought seven or eight bags of seeds, two bags of phosphate fertilizer, and a bulb, all stuffed in the messenger bag brought by the mourner.There is also a pot of Ruyi Queen's Evergreen that grows very well. The leaf pattern is very bright grapefruit red. He failed to discuss the tubers with the store, so he simply bought the whole pot of flowers.Now the flower pot is carried in the arms of the mourners.

The mourner was wearing a large hooded coat, and the flat evergreen leaves half covered his pale face, making him look even more slender.Especially when he was still standing next to the 1.9-meter-tall Yanke.If you take a casual glance from a distance, you may even mistake the two of them for a young man and woman couple visiting the Lunar New Year Festival.

"You said you saw an angel with black wings?"

"It's true! Although the halo and horns on the top of the head are covered by the hood and can't be seen, but who else can have her black wings like broken crystals!"

"Then...then she is