Seongnam monsters

When he came to Liting again, Si Nian's mood changed slightly.

The last time he came here, he didn't know that Duanzhang was Mr. Zhang. He wanted to meet the cute little friend who lived on WeChat, but he got a "little surprise".

This time he revisited his old place, most of his attention was on watching.Unfortunately, Mr. Duan went out to visit friends, and it was rare that he wasn't there, but it was good news for Si Nian.

The benefactor is long and the benefactor is short, and if you listen too much, you will become bald.

It is already June, the weather is getting warmer, and the pear blossoms in other places have withered early, but there are still a few scattered in the pear pavilion.This is why Si Nian thought of coming here for the first time. When he came last time, he felt that the pear trees here were different from other places.

It blooms very vigorously and has a particularly aura.

"Pear trees that are still blooming in June, don't you think it's strange to plant them in previous years?" Standing under the pear tree, Si Nian looked up at the scattered small flowers swaying in the wind between the branches, a little curious.This curiosity is only for Duan Zhang, because according to his understanding, this kid seems to have only recently learned about monsters, so he has no reason to ignore such an abnormal thing before.

"It wasn't like this in previous years, thank you in May." Duan Zhang said.

When he said this, Si Nian couldn't help but think of the petal shower last time.Could it be that the flowering of these pear trees was delayed because of seeing him?

"I remember it wasn't called Liting before." Si Nian said.

"It was changed later. Grandfather is said to be a literati, so he doesn't like the original name very much."

"That's your great grandfather, how do you say it?"

"Being in business halfway, who knows how much ink he has in his stomach."

Arranging for elders, big or small.Si Nian slandered, suddenly remembered something, and asked: "Your sister said, you were in the army before? Didn't you go into business? Why did you join the army again?"

Hearing this, Duan Zhang suddenly looked deeply at Si Nian.

Si Nian raised his eyebrows: "Is there an answer on my face?"

Duan Zhang chuckled: "No, but in the final analysis it is the fault of the pears. Every year these pear trees will bear a lot of fruit. Excluding the ones kept for oneself and the ones given as gifts, there are at least ten baskets left. According to the rules, all descendants of the Duan family must go to the roadside to sell pears before they have access to the family's property. Start from the most basic and earn hard money."

Si Nian: "Good idea."

Duan Zhang accompanied him to continue walking in, raised his hand to push away a branch blocking Si Nian's head, and said, "It's a pity that the pears are too sour and taste bad. The elders reminded us to be honest and not to lie, even if you buy one get one free." , Pick out a large basket, and there will be more than half left when you come back.”

Si Nian: "That's because your mouth is not sweet enough."

Duan Zhang: "No, I'm all sold out."

Si Nian turned to look at him, but was not surprised.With this good looks, it is possible, she is Tofu Xishi, and he is Pear Pan An.

But what does this have to do with Duan Zhang going to serve as a soldier?

"Beijing has no shortage of rich people, and there are more rich people than rich people. These people live in a ten-mile radius around Liting. I took the basket to the three-way intersection in front of me. Sold out."

Of course, Duan Zhang is doing robber business, who made him the most powerful of those kids.One hundred per catty, line up to pay, honest business, no deception.

He worked continuously for three years, but no one dared to sue.It wasn't until the fourth year that he couldn't bear it anymore, and was beaten all the way from Liting to the outside road by Mr. Duan with a cane.

He was only 12 years old that year.

"Have you found out who made the whistleblower?" Butcher's focus was always very strange.

"There is no whistleblower. There are cameras installed at the intersection, but I didn't notice it." Duan Zhang replied.

As the saying goes, the height of the devil is one foot and the height is one foot higher. Duan Zhang, the little bully, encountered Waterloo for the first time and paid a heavy price.But this is undoubtedly just an inconspicuous little chapter in his 30 years of deviant life.

But for Si Nian, this unique reason is different from what Zhang Ning said.But he thought about it for a few seconds, and soon realized that it might be a tradition in their family to tell lies with their eyes open.

"There's a reason why pears don't taste good. The water and soil are different. The pear tree I first sent you was brought out from Hejing, and the water quality there is thousands of miles away from here."

"So I guess it's not surprising that these pear trees are still blooming in June."

After going around for a while, Duan Zhang answered Si Nian's original question again.

All the flowers in Hejing have a slightly longer flowering period than other places. "The Lost Pearl", it has been called and yearned by monsters for a long time, and every plant and tree there seems to have a fairy spirit.When Hejing fell, the blue sea poured into the city, and the splashing waves shattered everything.

As the last ones left behind, Si Nian was almost drawn into Haiyan.Bibo photographed him from Zhulou and smashed him into the water, but the branches in the turbulent current saved his life.

Later, he fished out a small sapling from the vast ocean.

The sapling lost its homeland, and so did he. The drenched young man in black stood awkwardly on the top of the mountain, watching the monsters from all walks of life work together to seal that shattered pearl in the crack between heaven and earth forever. Never see you again.

For a moment, he forgot what he had traveled all the way back to fight hard.Over time, his thoughts on the pear tree faded away, allowing it to grow in other people's yards, as if it had nothing to do with himself or his hometown.

"Is it this one?" Si Nian asked, looking at the pear tree with the strongest branches in front of him.Last time he asked Jinyu to ask for a pear tree from Duan Zhang, but it was obvious that Duan Zhang just gave one at random and didn't dig up the original one.

"It should be." Duan Zhang nodded.

Si Nian didn't ask much, raised his hand to caress the withered bark, closed his eyes, and passed his own breath to the tree through his palm.In order not to frighten ordinary humans, a big monster like him usually deliberately restrains his breath, so as not to show it easily.

The evil spirit spread, and the leaves began to shake, but it was still very quiet.On such a quiet and peaceful morning in June, the gentle breeze never disturbs people. It always likes to shake the canopy of the tree when the sun is shining, and shake the light and shadow on the ground.

The scattered pear blossoms swirl down and play hide-and-seek with the dust in the sun. Some of them are as light as butterflies in the wind, while others seem too sad.

The scattered flowers cannot rain.But Si Nian's temples and shoulders still caught a few flowers, and even heard a whisper from the wind.

"It's really interesting." Si Nian suddenly smiled.

"Huh?" Duan Zhang turned his head.

"This tree has not matured yet."

"..."

Si Nian withdrew his hand and said, "The transformation of plants and trees into demons is slightly different from us. Some of them, like Mr. Fu in the North District, directly transformed from plants into demons, while others were transformed from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth." The spiritual body condensed with the help of vegetation looks like a monster but not a monster. It is much purer than ordinary monsters, but it is also more restricted. This pear tree is neither, but he can talk."

Although the words were intermittent and the voice was very soft, if it weren't for Si Nian's deep morality, he might not have heard it, but he did speak.

He is saying: You are here.

It was the voice of a clean and soft little boy. He seemed to be very happy, and the joy was transmitted to Si Nian's heart through his palm, which actually touched him a little.Because that kind of emotion is very pure, pure like morning dew and winter snow.

Duan Zhang glimpsed the gentleness in Sinian's eyes, shook his head and looked at the huge crown of the pear tree, and asked, "So, what kind of explanation is it now?"

"There is another kind, it is the soul. If there are any foreign souls attached to this tree, it is also possible. After all, this is not an ordinary pear tree. Every plant and tree in Hejing can always nourish the soul better than other places. With that said, Si Nian turned his head to look at Duan Zhang, recalling the scene of receiving flowers the last two times, he couldn't help but think a little more in his eyes.After a pause, he stretched out his hand to Duan Zhang: "Give me your hand."

In an instant, Duan Zhang understood what he meant, and held out his hand with a smile on his lips: "Is the problem on me?"

Si Nian: "I found that every time I received flowers, you happened to be nearby."

Raising his hand to clasp Duan Zhang's wrist, Si Nian quickly wrapped his breath around him, and finally warned: "Don't resist, it will explode."

It's really not gentle at all, and there is a tendency to beat back.

The servants in the old house came and went at the archway from the outer courtyard to the inner courtyard, their eyes frequently glanced at the two people in the courtyard, and they felt their heart beating faster.

The gardener and the nanny exchanged glances, and then looked at the butler in unison. The butler shook his head, his old face was about to lose its expression.However, a good housekeeper is not to inquire too much about the private affairs of the master's house, so he just glanced at the two of them again, and restored the silence in the archway.

He was very glad that the old man was not at home.

On the other side, Si Nian finally let go of Duan Zhang's hand, but looked him up and down with a strange look, as if he was looking at some new species.

Duan Zhang raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"

Si Nian: "I'm a little surprised, that soul body fucked you, and you were unscathed."

Yang Qi is very heavy, my child.

Duan Zhang: "...Maybe you can change the word."

Si Nian: "No change."

The butcher always has a bad taste, especially when teasing children, he is very good-tempered and patient.Duan Zhang is also very patient, especially when facing an old monster with a bad taste, the gentlemanly demeanor he shows is that he can't believe that he has killed the special assistant a hundred times.

At this time, the little boy's voice sounded timidly in Si Nian's ear again: "I won't hurt him, I didn't mean to hurt anyone..."

"Oh? He doesn't look like a good person, maybe he is very bad." Si Nian replied with a smile.

"No." The little boy sounded anxious: "He is a good man."

Hearing this, Si Nian looked at Duan Zhang, and no matter how he looked at it, he had malicious intentions.Duan Zhang couldn't hear the little boy's words, he could only hear Si Nian singing a one-man show, but he could guess who "he" was in the words.

"Speak ill of me?" Or say it face to face, without any fear.

"That's right." Si Nian shrugged, leaned against the tree trunk, and opened his mouth completely nonsense: "He said you are broken, and it must be black when you cut it. When he sucks all your yang energy, hang yourself." To die on this tree is to do justice for the heavens."

Duan Zhang let him speak, and remained motionless, even with a hint of approval in his eyes.

The little boy quickly defended again: "I didn't say that!"

Si Nian blinked, and translated without changing his expression: "He said you are very bad."

"I didn't!" The little boy was anxious and angry, and couldn't help poking his head out from behind the tree trunk with his blushing face.It came out, then shrank back in fear, and continued to whisper: "I didn't."

Si Nian turned his head, caught his figure accurately, and said, "Then tell me, why did you send me flowers?"

The author has something to say: Duan Zhang: Do you want to buy pears? 100 yuan a catty.