When the magic flower blooms

After confirming that He Tiansi had started "creation" in that dark studio, Ming Ruoxing walked through the entrance, put on He Tiansi's sneakers, and walked out of the courtyard.

The medicine garden to the north of the small courtyard is not actually a "He family property", but the outer cover of the safe house of the Asian Security Bureau.The people responsible for the daily maintenance of the safe house are Uncle Guang and his wife.

Ming Ruoxing soon found Uncle Guang who was working in the peach grove.Even if they also serve the Asian Security Bureau, but the rank of this post is only a fifth-level peripheral staff, the essence is just the most ordinary farmer.

Before Ming Ruoxing was sent to Jinyu Village, the headquarters had already sent the personnel notice to Uncle Guang.At this moment, Ming Ruoxing only made a brief self-introduction, and immediately went straight to the point.

"I saw He Tiansi taking a dose of suppressive pills that exceeded his level, what's going on?"

"That's what the doctor prescribed."

Uncle Guang spoke Mandarin with a local accent, and answered unhurriedly: "Recently, his condition has been a little unstable, so I reckoned and increased the dose a little."

"Really?"

Ming Ruoxing stretched out his left hand from his pocket expressionlessly.In the palm is a white pill, exactly the kind He Tiansi took just now.

"He Tiansi enjoys special medical treatment in the bureau. All the medicines provided to him must be approved by the research institute, sometimes even special-needed medicines. And once these medicines enter the black market, they can usually be sold at high prices - these things, You must be very clear."

"..."

Uncle Guang didn't speak, but the overly stiff facial muscles had already revealed the tension in his heart.

Ming Ruoxing didn't even bother to look at him.

"Sometimes, special-need drugs can also be replaced by common drugs, but in order to achieve the same curative effect, it is usually necessary to increase the dose. And this has caused another problem, that is the side effects of drugs. Abuse of drugs is likely to paralyze, even Destroy his nerves and make him appear in various abnormal conditions."

"...No, it's not!"

Suddenly realizing that continuing to be silent is tantamount to a full confession, Uncle Guang hastily explained: "I admit that I have secretly changed a batch of drugs, but this must have nothing to do with Xiaotian's recent abnormal condition..."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if anyone of us says it."

Ming Ruoxing threw the pills at Uncle Guang's feet.

"I have re-applied to the institute for new drug supplies. From today on, I will follow He Tiansi and observe his health changes at all times."

Uncle Guang lowered his head as if in fear, looked at the pills at his feet, and after a while he said in a low voice, "Then I...how do you plan to deal with it?"

"I want you to find a reason immediately to make He Tiansi stop using the current batch of drugs. Also, starting tomorrow, return his passbook to him."

Uncle Guang nodded, his lips pursed, and he looked cowardly as if he wanted to say something but didn't dare to speak.

Seeing this, Ming Ruoxing sighed again.

"He Tiansi sincerely treats you as relatives. I don't think he would want to see you suffer because of him. I don't ask you to treat him as relatives. I just hope that you can compare your hearts with each other in the future. This time I will not Report it, but please don’t do anything that goes against your conscience and disappoints him in the future.”

After saying this, he patted Uncle Guang on the shoulder.In an instant, the pheromone belonging to the high-level demihuman overwhelmed him, and Uncle Guang unconsciously shuddered, and almost fell limp to the ground.

-

He Tiansi in the studio seems to have encountered a bottleneck.

He frowned and stared at the canvas in front of him, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that his painting was a mess and a mess.

Is it because Ming Ruoxing laughed at him yesterday, and he doubted himself?Or is it simply because of restlessness that affects the performance?

The paintbrush he picked up couldn't find the right place to fall several times, He Tiansi sighed twice, and threw it into the brush washing bucket.

"With all due respect, you really have no talent for drawing."

He was taken aback by a voice that lacked emotional ups and downs, only to realize that Ming Ruoxing was already sitting behind him.

"You really want to scare people to death? Wouldn't it be nice to have some footsteps when you walk?"

"Perhaps you would be more comfortable if I kept silent."

He Tiansi was about to deny it, but he thought about it carefully—when he was stared at by this overly good-looking young man, he seemed really a little nervous.

The atmosphere was suddenly awkward, so he coughed twice, continued to pick up the paintbrush, pretending to be serious and obsessed with creation.

Ming Ruoxing didn't talk to him, but only squinted his eyes to see the gray and indescribable pattern on the canvas.

After a while, He Tiansi, whose mind was muddled, couldn't pretend anymore, so he put down his brush and turned around.

"Do you have something to say to me?"

"I just want to chat with you casually."

"What are you talking about?"

"...You never thought about finding something else to do? For example, leave Goldfish Village."

"Think about it. But my head is not fully healed yet, and my body still has some troubles from time to time. Uncle Guang said that I'd better not even go out of the village. What else can I do? Just eat and wait to die."

When He Tiansi was speaking, Ming Ruoxing's gaze remained on the canvas.He began to feel that the picture on the canvas was like a snow mountain in a snowstorm - just like the one he conquered when he went to field training with Naga.

At that time, the Naga was agile and physically strong, and the gene of the temperature-changing animal was dominant in his bloodline, but he braved the severe cold of minus ten degrees, carried a comatose comrade with severe hypothermia, and led a five-member team to accurately fight in the blizzard. They managed to find a log cabin with survival supplies.

And now?He secretly turned his gaze to He Tiansi.

The lines of the originally resolute face became rounded, the muscle groups on the arms were no longer obvious, and even the scars left by the past were a little stretched and deformed.

In another two years, maybe he will be no different from ordinary people walking on the street.

A strong sense of regret drove him to ask, "You don't usually exercise?"

"I run in the morning." He Tiansi was a little puzzled, "I also have to go to the station at the entrance of the village to send and receive express delivery, which is considered exercise."

"Then do you want to be a powerful demihuman?"

"Think, what's the matter, does it have something to do with exercise?"

"Put out your hand."

Ming Ruoxing didn't bother to explain this question, he directly put his elbow on the small paint table, motioned for He Tiansi to come over and wrestle with him.

"Your wrist is so thin, are you sure you won't be broken by me?"

Within a few seconds after saying this, He Tiansi regretted it.Because as soon as the game started, Ming Ruoxing quickly pushed him down on the table.After that, they competed three more games, and the game was like this.

"What kind of strange power is this?!"

"The power of demihumans."

Ming Ruoxing took out a napkin to wipe off the paint from He Tiansi.

"After training, demihumans can exhibit several times, even ten times and hundreds of times the ability of ordinary people. If I am not limping, I can compare running with you."

"You don't have to believe me." He Tiansi's eyes were shining brightly, "You mean, I can do it too?"

"With hard work, maybe we can do better."

In the next ten minutes, Ming Ruoxing and He Tiansi briefly explained the reason for this - demihumans with awakened animal genes generally have better physical fitness than ordinary people who have not awakened.Moderate physical training can not only help increase the chances of ordinary people "awakening", but also help awakened demihumans break through their limits and unleash their physical potential.

As expected, He Tiansi was hooked.

-

According to the agreement, Uncle Guang found an excuse to take back all of He Tiansi's medicines that night.And from the next day, He Tiansi obediently started a new routine under Ming Ruoxing's supervision.

Jump rope, go for a run in the morning, take a break after breakfast, then do sit-ups, pull-ups, stretches, and presses.In the afternoon, I mainly do housework. If the weather is not hot, I can add a little outdoor exercise.

Before going to bed every night, Ming Ruoxing would introduce him to some simple common sense about subhumans.It's like telling a bedtime story to a child.

Life in the country is like a flat song lacking a climax, soothing and peaceful.In the past few days, except for Uncle Guang who occasionally came to deliver something, no one else came to visit.But with Ming Ruoxing's company, He Tiansi no longer feels lonely.

It has been three days since I stopped the drug without knowing it, perhaps because exercise speeds up the metabolism and sweat excretes excess pheromones.So far, He Tiansi's physical condition is as usual.

On the fourth day, Ming Ruoxing's foot injury was already healed, and he also received the first package in Jinyu Village - He Tiansi paid for him, and bought several sets of sportswear and sneakers and underwear.

This day happened to be Sunday, and it was also the market day that Jinyu Village only had once every half a month.In addition to the villagers, farmers and businessmen from nearby villages also come to the village to trade.Ming Ruoxing, who was dressed properly, offered to go to the village to see and see. He Tiansi readily agreed after confirming that his foot injury was fine.

After going out, they agreed to call each other cousins, and walked along the path to the entrance of the village together, and soon came to the three-way intersection under the big camphor tree.

Earlier, He Tiansi had introduced that the right side of the fork led to an abandoned flower processing factory.Decades ago, the village started the flower processing industry, and the nearby fields had to be turned into flower fields. However, after the economic downturn, the factories closed down, and most of the flower fields were deserted, only a few were turned into vegetable fields.

They walked north along the middle road, and the terrain slowly rose.On the left side of the road is a wide and gurgling stream, which is crystal clear, and many children on summer vacation are playing in the water.On both sides of the stream, there are rows of small two-story wooden buildings, like a small town in a martial arts movie Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

The scale of Jinyu Village is small, with about 300 permanent residents and an average age of 52, and the number is still increasing slowly.

As an isolated aging village, it is said that there have been no vicious criminal cases for nearly 20 years.Although there is a small police station in the village, the police stationed in the village are almost too old to run.

He Tiansi led Ming Ruoxing all the way north along the stream, and the surroundings gradually became lively.

The butcher shop, milk station, small supermarket and other daily shops in the village were originally located on the main road, and today there are many temporary stalls.The mushrooms just picked from the mountains in the morning are still covered with dead leaves; all kinds of pickles are packed in glass jars, colorful; the tomatoes, cucumbers and grapes grown by ourselves are all plump and fresh.

The two walked and watched, and bought something that looked delicious from time to time, and even stopped to chat with He Tiansi's acquaintances.

Maybe it's because Ming Ruoxing's appearance is too handsome, many dazzled old people regard him as a tall girl.Some of them were particularly concerned about He Tiansi's "personal problems", and even asked about their "lifetime events".

Of course, embarrassment is always short-lived.More often, the villagers would enthusiastically give He Tiansi something they could get at hand—sometimes a piece of pork, a few eggs, and sometimes homemade glutinous rice.

The non-woven bag in his hand was already full, with a hint of showing off, He Tiansi held it high in front of Ming Ruoxing.

Ming Ruoxing gently pushed aside the cloth bag blocking his sight: "The debt of favor must be doubled."

"Then pay it back, don't they all say 'love and righteousness are worth a thousand gold'? It's still so clear between friends, sooner or later friends—"

Having said that, He Tiansi suddenly shut up, and looked at Ming Ruoxing a little embarrassedly.

"It's not about you in particular."

"It's ok."

Ming Ruoxing has always been quite big-bellied about things that he doesn't care about: "Because of work, I really rarely make friends or socialize."

"What kind of work is so strict and needs to be kept secret?"

"almost."

Not wanting to continue with this question, Ming Ruoxing turned his gaze to the booth at the side.

Although Jinyu Village is surrounded by mountains, the sea is just across the mountain pass to the east.Therefore, there will be fresh catches for sale every market day, such as palm-sized prawns, silvery hairtails, and various snails, which are plump and attractive.

Sensing the longing in his gaze, He Tiansi asked knowingly which one to buy.

"no need."

Ming Ruoxing shook his head and said that he had been asking He Tiansi to spend money for the past few days, and there was really no need to spend again.

"What's the matter? Anyway, Uncle Guang returned the bankbook to me a few days ago, and I'm very rich now."

He Tiansi insisted on letting Ming Ruoxing choose, otherwise he would buy a little of everything.Ming Ruoxing couldn't help it, but was very happy secretly, so he walked lightly to the side of the booth, walked around, and then pointed to each one to ask He Tiansi if he liked it or not.

"shrimp?"

"can."

"Crab."

"good."

"Conger eel?"

"like very much."

"You like eels?"

"I like it. Steamed red wraps are delicious even fried. What's wrong?"

"..."

Ming Ruoxing was quiet for a moment, but still replied: "There used to be a colleague who disliked eels, and every time we ate together, he would always pick his own into my bowl."

"The treatment in your company is so bad? There is only one dish to choose from in the cafeteria?"

"I also asked him why he chose a dish he didn't like, but he said that the ham steamed with eel is acceptable, not to mention other dishes are even more unpalatable."

"If the average person hates a certain food, it is impossible to touch other ingredients on the same plate, right? Because it will be contaminated with a nasty smell."

He Tiansi analyzed it seriously, and then asked: "Then do you like conger eels?"

Ming Ruoxing suddenly fell into deep thought and stopped talking.

"What are you doing, you obviously have a very gentle friend."

He Tiansi smiled and elbowed him, then took the initiative to tear off a plastic bag and went to catch eels.