My three pots of meat plants

Wen Wuchu looked at the three beautiful faces of the prosperous age in front of him, and felt that he must be hallucinating.He knocked on his head hard, and tried his best to hold his eyelids and stare.

However, it was of no use, the three people in front of him were still standing in front of him, looking at him with three dreamy faces.

Could it be, a ghost?

Wen Wuchu searched for the few horror movies he had seen in his mind, and it seemed that most of them were based on female ghosts. Even if there were male ghosts, they were ugly. How can there be such beauty as otherworldly.

While Wen Wuchu was still in a daze, the ghost holding the instant noodle bowl waved to him.

"It's the first time we meet, please take care of me."

Ghost talking to me?Wen Wuchu's head froze for a minute.But he is a staunch atheist after all, a four-good newcomer who has been shrouded in the light of socialism in Huaguo for many years, so after calming down, he bravely looked forward.

The three figures are still there.Wen Wuchu swallowed his saliva, calmed himself down, and looked at the three people in front of him.

They are all very tall, 185cm plus by visual inspection. The three faces were just too good-looking to describe.Wen Wuchu felt that the idol stars such as Deng Linshu he had favored at the beginning were immediately reduced to scum by comparison.

Taking a closer look at the clothes of the three of them, Wen Wuchu's eyes lit up.The man in the middle is dressed in a white gauze shirt, holding a folding fan of landscape painting. He is dressed in plain colors and has an incomparably fresh and dusty temperament.

As for the two people next to him, the one on the left seemed to be the tallest of the three, wearing a silver satin ermine robe, looking regal, with extremely elegant belt accessories, but the expression on his face made people feel a little shy.

Although this is also a beautiful face in a prosperous age, Wen Wuchu's eyes did not dare to stay longer, because he felt that if he stayed for a few seconds longer, he would definitely freeze.

His gaze turned to the man on the right, who was the one who greeted him just now and still held his bowl in his hand, but the instant noodles in the bowl had disappeared.

This man was dressed in red, and his satin-like black hair was simply tied up with a belt of the same material. Wen Wuchu couldn't distinguish the material, but felt that red, a color that is easy to be gaudy, blended very well with this man, making him look special. It's pleasing, and it also makes his face that doesn't eat fireworks have a little mundane taste.

Wen Wuchu was a little amazed at the details of these costumes, which were better than the most elegant crew costumes he had ever seen.

"Are you playing with hidden cameras?" Wen Wuchu asked.

These days, a program that teases celebrities with hidden cameras is extremely popular. People like Wen Wuchu who are too busy to watch the show have watched it a few times. He remembers that there was a episode in which he pretended to be a time-traveling person and appeared at a small celebrity's house.

It's just that after this kind of thought appeared for a while, he immediately denied himself, and Wen Wuchu still analyzed it rationally in his heart:

First, this kind of elegant clothing is definitely not given by ordinary crews;

Second, there is no way he has never heard of an artist with such a prosperous and beautiful face. As for the unknown artist, please, even a fool can be popular if he grows up like this;

Third, although Wen Wuchu is a fairly well-known manager, he is absolutely unfamiliar to the public. Of course, it is a different matter if it is about the stars he has promoted.

Wen Wuchu was very satisfied that he could still list one, two, three at this moment, and finally came to a conclusion: "So I'm dreaming right now?"

"My name is Xue Jingrui, what about you?" the man in red asked.

Wen Wuchu didn't intend to answer him, because in his heart, if he wasn't in a dream, he really saw a ghost.

He remembers listening to ghost stories told by his grandma when he was a child. Ghosts can’t take you away when they don’t know who you are, so he will always turn into various identities, such as a kind old man or a beautiful woman, to ask your name. Take your soul with you when you answer.

"Isn't he stupid?" Xue Jingrui asked the plain-colored man beside him.

A gentle smile appeared on the man's face, and he took two steps forward, wanting to talk to Wen Wuchu.

"Ahhhhh!" Wen Wuchu waved his hands in a panic, not knowing whether he wanted to drive away the phantom in front of him or to wake himself up in his sleep.

There was silence.

After a long time, Wen Wuchu felt that there was silence all around, so quiet that he could hear the second hand of the clock in the living room moving.

He opened his eyes and found that there were no three men in front of him.

It is still raining outside the window, the night is covering the city, the high-rise buildings are still brightly lit, and the streets that look out are still flowing, as if everything is as usual.

"I must have had a very strange dream! I must have been drunk! I said drinking was a mistake, and I was right!" Wen Wuchu muttered to himself.

He closed the window and drew the curtains, turned around and wanted to go back to the bedroom, but saw three pots of meat plants in the place where the three handsome men disappeared just now, the three pots he bought.

Wen Wuchu stayed where he was, a thought crossed his mind, monster?Plant essence?Soon a bunch of words like Liaozhai Peach Blossom Fairy filled his head.

what am i thinkingWen Wuchu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and knocked himself on the head.Picking up the three potted meat plants on the ground, he planned to put them back on the coffee table.

When his hand was about to fall on the coffee table, Wen Wuchu hesitated for a moment, and the scene just now flashed through his mind again.

Thinking about it here, Wen Wuchu had already brought three pots of meat to the kitchen. He originally wanted to throw it into the trash can, but gave up after another thought.

He just bought the plant because it looked like he had the same disease as him, and now throwing them in the trash can is so irresponsible, it looks like any other scum.

Thinking of this, Wen Wuchu opened the balcony window.

The windows in this community are all bay windows, whether it is the living room or the bedroom or even the kitchen.Most people surround the windows outside the bay window, and use the bay window to make some shelves or plant some small potted plants such as strawberries.

Wen Wuchu obviously didn't have time or leisure, his window was inside, and the bay window was simply surrounded by iron railings.

Wen Wuchu put the three pots of meat plants on the bay window, closed the window, locked it tightly, turned back to the room, and stuffed himself into the bed.

I want to take a good rest, let those hallucinations die, and I will never drink again. The road ahead is long, so I have to face it well.

Wen Wuchu poured a few mouthfuls of chicken soup for his soul in his heart, got into bed and fell into a deep sleep.

And on the windowsill.

November in the south is also very cold, mixed with night rain and humid air in the south, making it even colder.

The three pots of meat were shivering on the balcony.

The three pots of meat and plants looked at each other, although they couldn't tell each other's faces, but they could read helplessness and inexplicability from each other at this moment.

Yes, helpless and inexplicable.

They were originally the top existence among the young generation of Dalu Kingdom, all three were first-class masters, they were both competitors and friends.This time they were cultivating together, but they didn't expect the originally clear spring to suddenly turn blood red, and surge up rapidly, swallowing the three of them.

Even though the three of them had extraordinary skills, they still could not escape disaster.

Just when they thought they were dead, they all opened their eyes.Only after opening their eyes, they found that they were not familiar with each other.

They turned into three plants!

They looked at each other, Qi Jingze, who was a little older among them, turned into a pink and tender plant, in stark contrast to his cold personality.Bai Shengxiu, who always likes to hold a fan and is the most gentle, has turned into a plant with fine down and leaves like animal claws.Xue Jingrui, who was the youngest and most lively, turned into a dense mass of plants surrounded by countless water droplets, with reddish edges.

Of course, they later learned that they were called Peach Egg, Xiong Tongzi and Rainbow Jade.

But at the moment they don't know, looking at each other's appearance and their own appearance, feel a little funny, more helpless.

They are different from the surrounding grass. They each stay in a basin, and they can see the lake not far away. That is not the divine lake they cultivated.

"Are we... turned into plants?" Xue Jingrui was the first to ask.

"It seems to be..." Bai Shengxiu used an uncertain tone for the first time in his life.

Qi Jingze didn't speak, but looked around.

Bai Shengxiu comforted Xue Jingrui whose leaves were all hanging down: "It's okay, even if we become plants, we can still become adults."

"Then shall I be considered a human or a demon?" Xue Jingrui was not comforted, and asked aggrievedly.

"Someone is here." Qi Jingze interrupted their conversation.

Seeing a group of powerful people approaching not far away, Qi Jingze sensed it. Although he had no magic power, his sensitivity to breath was born and he didn't need to practice to support it.

"This group of people is not in danger." Qi Jingze said.He was a little worried that he would be discovered and fall into the hands of his enemies. Those who he offended along the way, even if he turned into a plant, the other party would probably not let him go.

The group of people who came stopped not far from them and lined up.Then the person at the front put the black instrument on the grass.Suddenly, music sounded from the black instrument—"You are the most beautiful cloud in my sky, how can I keep you..."

Qi Jingze looked at a group of powerless people dancing wildly in front of him, couldn't help the black lines, turned around and saw that the potted plant that Xue Jingrui turned into seemed to enjoy the music, shaking his head.On the other hand, Bai Shengxiu looked complicated.

The gray-haired crowd finally dispersed after an hour of dancing to the music.Immediately afterwards, all kinds of people walked past them, and they had to cheer up 12 points.

There are men and women dating under the trees, there are students riding bicycles around the lake, there are fashionable women walking their dogs, and the dogs sniff them as they pass by.

The thrilling day finally passed, and when night fell, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Do you feel that we are not in the Dalu Kingdom?" Bai Shengxiu suddenly asked.

"Sure." It was Xue Jingrui who answered. "The people who come and go on this day are all dressed in strange clothes, and none of them have mana. It must not be the Dalu Kingdom."

"I mean..." Bai Shengxiu hesitated. "Could this not be our world?"

long silence.

For them, they have also heard many fairy tales.It has been described in many stories that there is another time and space outside their world, where there will be existences that are completely different from the world they live in.

"Don't think about it wildly. Although those people have no magic power and their clothes are a little strange, we can understand what they say, and they look like the people of Dalu Kingdom. They should be some closed island country near the mainland." Qi Jingze said. It was rare in his life to say such a long sentence, so long that the other two couldn't help but look at him more, but this was not convincing himself.

Their good expectations were shattered on the second day, because the next day, they were picked up.

An old man in ragged clothes and a sneaky expression stood beside them, looked around for a long time, pretended to be casual and stuffed them into the bag, then walked all the way to a small cart, took them out and put them on the bottom floor.

They see the outside world in the void of the ground floor.

This really is another world.

The running iron boxes passing by one after another are comparable to the cool mounts they used to have.

The surrounding billboards obviously have no mana to maintain, but they can keep flashing.

In addition, everyone can contact friends with the small Fangzheng box in their hands, which is more powerful than any magic weapon of thousands of miles of sound transmission they have.

Even if they resist, they have to admit that they really can't go back.

Melancholy, sadness, spread in their hearts.For the first time in their lives, the three proud children are at a loss as to where to go in the future.

Until, a pair of soft but powerful, white and slender hands held them up.

The author has something to say: I won’t introduce the past of the succulents in detail, after all, it is not the point, and there will be no plot to go back~

Starting tomorrow, the little manager will start living with four people~~