I eat candy in the horror world

After the meal, the native thin bamboo pole that Han Xianfeng mentioned before came.

He held a bunch of small flashlights in his hand, and distributed one to each of them one by one.No one noticed that when he came to Jiang Su, he paused for a moment, but only for a moment, and put the last flashlight that belonged to him into the boy's hand.

He stood empty-handed in front of everyone, pointed in the direction of the greenhouse and said, "Those seeds must be collected before tomorrow morning. This is not a request, but an order. Do you understand?"

"Understood..." The responses were sparse, and no one was happy.

The thin bamboo pole glanced at the people present with sharp eyes, and waved his hand: "Go to work."

Song Xi walked forward behind the others, and all the light from Jiang Su's flashlight hit the young man's feet.Looking at the chattering people in front of him, he lowered his voice and asked, "You always knew about the script?"

Jiang Su was silent for a moment: "Yes."

Song Xi hurriedly asked: "Then what's on it?"

"I don't know." Jiang Su said, "Only you can see the content on it."

"Then why Xiaojiang can also see the script?" Song Xi has always been very puzzled about this.

Jiang Su took a deep look at him, "You will know."

Well, it’s useless to ask.

Song Xi didn't feel annoyed, put his arm on the young man's shoulder, glanced at the top of the other's head, and asked with a smile, "Susu, how old are you now?"

Jiang Su: "Follow you."

"Me?" Song Xi pointed at his face, "I said how old are you?"

"En." After growing up, Jiang Su's fingers were slender, and his palms were broad and strong. Song Xi watched his joints protrude one by one with the curved fingers, giving him a sense of strength.The wrist connected to it looks slender, but the joints are a bit thick, implying that the little kid will continue to grow taller.

"You were only this tall the first time I saw you." Song Xi gestured on his waist, moving his palm upwards, "The second time you've grown to me. I thought we'd meet again. It will only grow ten centimeters taller, who knows that it will be as tall as me all of a sudden."

Jiang Su asked inexplicably, "Do you like it?"

Song Xi blinked blankly, and nodded subconsciously under the gaze of the young man's clear eyes, "I like it."

Jiang Su suddenly stood still, took the young man's arm, and said solemnly, "Song Xi, I will grow taller again."

"Okay, I'll wait and see." Song Xi just thought it was funny. He was a teenager when he was competitive. He recalled that he had put down harsh words to others because of his height and drank milk desperately.

As a result, hey, it can only be said that heaven failed to fulfill people's wishes.

The area of ​​the greenhouse is very large. From a distance, you can see a blue, white sunny house supported by steel pipes.

The prefabricated room looks transparent, but it is equipped with a remote-controlled blackout cloth inside.Whenever a new flower seed is planted, the shade cloth at the edge will move over to block the sunlight and facilitate the germination of the flower seed.

Song Xi stepped on the path in the middle and came to an empty dirt field.

One after another small pits in the mud were lined up side by side regularly, and a layer of loose, slightly dark-colored soil was sprinkled on the surface.

In this group of people, apart from Han Xianfeng, there was also an old man whose surname was Su, and everyone called him Uncle Su.With him around, Han Xianfeng didn't have the nerve to charge up.

He came to Uncle Su's side with a humble attitude and asked, "Uncle Su, you can distribute it."

Uncle Su was holding a cane, and his energy was flickering, "There is nothing to allocate, everyone can figure it out."

After finishing speaking, he took the lead and stepped into the mud, using crutches to poke away the soil layer above, rummaging for flower seeds.

Calculated according to the pit position, each person is responsible for exactly three rows.When they had picked enough, Song Xi came to the sixth row from the bottom.

The flower seeds are very small, and the color is similar to the soil, so it is a little less difficult to find them than to find a needle in a haystack.But it was such a job with an extremely high degree of difficulty, Jiang Su did it with ease, as if he knew where the seeds were hidden early in the morning.

"Hey boy, you didn't peek at them when they were planting the seeds, did you?" The inch-cut guy in front of him stared at Jiang Su unkindly, with his hips on his hips.

Jiang Su didn't even lift his eyes, his fingers went deep into the soil, he picked up the loose soil and shook it vigorously, the flower seeds hidden in it jumped into the air, and were precisely grasped by the other hand.

Cun Tou was stunned, he must have been practiced before!

Not only him, but the rest of the people were startled by this scene, and followed suit one after another.

After Jiang Su found the third row he was in charge of, he went to help Song Xi again.Song Xi didn't have that kind of hand strength, and he didn't move fast enough, so he could only lie down on the ground and dig the soil.

"Get out of the way." Jiang Su grabbed the young man's back collar, picked him up and pushed him aside.

Song Xi rubbed his neck, which hurt slightly from being strangled, and smiled. His younger brother is different when he grows up, and he knows how to take care of others.

An hour later, Jiang Su finished the work of the two of them.

He took Song Xi to find the thin bamboo pole, and handed in a total of 99 seeds.The thin bamboo pole counted three times carefully, and after confirming that the number was correct, he told the two of them: "You can go, but when you go back, you'd better not take a long way, and go back by another road."

The previous two experiences told Song Xi that similar words are either sincere advice or traps, and danger and safety are equally divided.

I just heard Han Xianfeng talk about the layout of the flower garden before, but I didn't personally explore it.Song Xi didn't dare to take risks for the time being, and after thanking the thin bamboo pole, he led Jiang Su to another route.

Probably for the convenience of tourists walking and carrying flowers, this place is full of flat paths watered with cement.

The night was dark, judging from the position of the moon, it was at least midnight.

Midnight is the time when the yin is at its heaviest. In horror movies, ghosts and ghosts have long been rampant.Song Xi and Jiang Su walked side by side, recalling the prompts in the script in their minds.

[Please don't sit on the same number].

There are literal meanings and metaphorical meanings of the seat on the right sign. If it is the former, different flower species are put into the planned earth pit, which is regarded as the seat on the right sign.

He was about to return to his own room and lie down on his own bed, which was considered a right seat.

This category is too broad. If you apply it rigidly, even girls walking into the women's restroom and boys walking into the men's restroom can be regarded as matching seats.

Song Xi felt that his brain was not enough, he asked Jiang Su: "Can I share with you the hints on the script?"

"No." Jiang Su said, "I can't hear you." His expression suddenly became cold, he raised his eyes to look at the dark grass and trees in the distance, and said lightly, "Song Xi, that is your reminder."

The young man exuded a mature aura that didn't belong to this age, and the invisible oppression made Song Xi at a loss, and even had the idea of ​​​​running away.

Jiang Su restrained his sharpness in time, grabbed the young man's wrist, and said suddenly: "What is that?"

Song Xi was successfully distracted, looking to the right, a black figure stood in the middle of the flower field.

The man was not too tall, and judging from the outline of his hairstyle, he might be a man.

His movements were very weird, as if he was peeling off the tightly fitting clothes from the neck down.Song Xi rubbed his eyes, opened his eyelids wide open, and saw in disbelief that the man actually tore off a thin layer of clothes from his body.

The first time Song Xi regained consciousness, he pulled Jiang Su and took a few steps forward. They squatted down and pushed aside the bushes blocking their sight.

at this time,

The man was already bent over, probably taking off his pants.

Song Xi heard a "hissing", and searched carefully in his head, remembering that the sound was like tearing tape.

After a while, the man straightened up again, and he pushed aside the flowers blocking the way and walked out of the flower field.

Song Xichong gestured to Jiang Su, mouthing: "Follow me."

The cement road under the moonlight is gray and white, with a row of footprints printed on it.The footprints stretched all the way from the edge of the flower field, which was the path they took when they went to the greenhouse.

Thinking of the advice from the thin bamboo pole, Song Xi was not sure whether to move on.

Jiang Su didn't express his opinion, and quietly waited for the other party to make a decision. A few seconds later, the young man gestured to him.The young man hooked his lips, and followed unhurriedly.

Song Xi followed from a distance, and when the man passed the streetlight, his mouth opened in surprise.

He was naked, with no clothes on!

The skin is covered with gray and brown soil, a few leaves are stuck in the hair, and there are some thorns or blood stains from the branches.

Jiang Su stretched out his hand to cover the young man's eyes, his thick and curly eyelashes brushed against his palm, his fingers curled up, and his lips stuck to Song Xi's ear, "You are too focused, brother."

Song Xi pushed the boy's hand away with both hands, and joked with a smile, "Why, I can't look at other people, can I only look at you?"

Jiang Su thought for a while and said seriously: "Yes, but you can't watch it for too long."

Ever since he grew up, Song Xi would no longer pay attention to him all the time like before, would not hold his hand wherever he went, let alone hug him.

Jiang Su felt a big gap in his heart, and was a little unhappy.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Song Xi patted the young man's head, straightened up and looked forward, the figure of the man was already very small, and he might be lost, the two had to act immediately.

They walked along the road for about ten minutes, and finally saw the man stop in front of a house.

Jiang Su explained: "This is the residence of the flower farmers. It is said that each of them has a house, which was built by the owner of the flower garden."

After the man went upstairs, the two quietly walked into the house.

There are four floors in this building, and there are eight houses on each floor.The door of each suite was numbered, and the naked man walked into room 208, which was the last room on the second floor.

In the middle of the night, the house-to-house had already rested, and the ups and downs of snoring came from some cracks in the door.

Song Xi moved on tiptoe like a thief, but Jiang Su, on the other hand, had a straight waist and steady steps on his legs, his posture was casual and natural, but there was no sound from his feet.

"How did you do that?" Song Xi wondered, envious in his heart.

Jiang Su: "Natural."

Song Xi: "..." Is this the legendary Versailles?

Room 208 is the only room on this floor where voices can be heard. The hostess of the house seemed to be woken up by the man who just came home. Her voice was a little panicked: "You, why are you back?"

The voice was indistinct, and Song Xi desperately pressed his ears against the cold anti-theft door.

Host: "I'm hungry."

"I'm going to heat you up right now." The hostess ran away, probably going to the kitchen to cook.

Song Xi yawned, his legs squatted stiffly, he raised his body carefully, and changed his position. Suddenly, his legs were like thousands of thin needles piercing into the flesh at the same time, and the numbness was accompanied by subtle pain.

Jiang Su pulled him away, "You stand aside."

The person being taken care of became himself, Song Xi grinned, thinking that this feeling is really amazing.He sat down against the half-person-high fence, stretched his legs on the ground, and looked at the boy who was on the ground with one knee.

Jiang Su looked calm, probably hearing something, her beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly.

Just as he was about to ask what's the matter, he heard a sound of throwing bowls from inside the door, followed by a woman's frightened scream.

Jiang Su got up suddenly, dragged the young man up on the ground, and after making a silent gesture, dragged him quickly to the stairs at the end of the front.

The two turned the corner and stopped on the stairs.

The hostess of 208 ran out of the house, trembling all over, and was banging on the door of 207 next door.

The security door of 207 opened, and a middle-aged woman came out.Wrapped in a thin coat, the woman looked back into the room, as if she was afraid of disturbing other people's sleep, she stretched out her hand to close the door.

Woman: "What's wrong? You're in a panic."

"My husband...he...he's back." The hostess' voice was very low, and Song Xi saw that her hands were shaking all the time, like Parkinson's.

"He's back?!" The woman whispered in surprise, "Where is he now?"

"At home, he said he was hungry and asked me to make something to eat." The hostess said with a sad face, "I made him fried rice with eggs, and I smashed the bowl as soon as I took a bite, saying it made him sick .”

The woman thought for a while and said, "Wait a minute, I'll ask other people."

As soon as the voice fell, the woman walked towards the stairs.Song Xi and Jiang Su hurried down the stairs until they completely exited the self-built building.

The woman came to the first floor and called out the male owner of 104.

Because they were too far away, Song Xi couldn't hear what the two of them said. He only saw the person from 104 returning to the house and handing a black bag to the woman.The woman turned around and handed the pocket to the hostess of 208.

The two women went back upstairs one after the other, and there was no movement after entering the house.

Song Xi waited for a while outside the door unwillingly, and was about to leave when strange movements came from inside the house.He hurriedly put his ears together, the more he listened, the weirder his face became.

Jiang Su: "Song Xi, what did you hear?"

Song Xi leaned on the wall in embarrassment and stood up, "Things that are not suitable for children." He hesitated, "Go back."

In the residence of the temporary workers, the lights in one room were on, and Han Xianfeng and Cun Tou had already returned.

Seeing someone passing by on the road, Cun Tou opened the door and came out, leaning against the door frame with arms folded, "You two left so early, and you're only coming back now. It's late at night, you didn't do anything good by going out."

The attitude of the other party was not good, Song Xi pretended not to see him.

Cun Tou yelled at the young man's back, "What are you pulling, you're just an actor. No matter how big a person is here, he should die or die. I'm waiting for you to beg me."

Han Xianfeng from the room came out and said impatiently: "Fang Xiaole, can you calm down and go to bed early, you have to work tomorrow morning."

Cun Tou rolled his eyes, closed the door with a bang, and muttered, "The last one who was so arrogant, died as badly as possible." He giggled, "I don't know how this one will die."

Han Xianfeng lay on the bed, covered his head with the quilt and turned over.

Cun Tou scrambled onto the bed, because there was only one quilt, and when he pulled it hard, the cover was removed from Han Xianfeng's side, and most of his body was exposed outside.

Han Xianfeng stared at the ceiling angrily, grabbed the corner of the quilt and pulled it hard, Fang Xiaole's body was instantly exposed.

He rolled over and sat up, "What the hell do you mean!"

Han Xianfeng: "There is only one quilt, can you sleep well?"

"No." Fang Xiaole's attitude was very arrogant, "I'm afraid of the cold."

Han Xianfeng stared, and after a while, he suddenly grabbed Fang Xiaole's collar, and a sharp object pressed against his abdomen.

Fang Xiaole shuddered, his eyes rolled down, and he caught a glimpse of a serrated switchblade.

Han Xianfeng pushed his hand forward, "Can you be more honest now?"

"Yes, I promise to be quiet!" Fang Xiaole almost raised his hand to swear.

Here, being killed by a companion does not require legal responsibility.He didn't expect the friendly man to be such a stubborn stubble.

Han Xianfeng put away the switchblade and lay down again. Not long after, he started snoring.

The air in the flower garden is fresh, and the faint fragrance of flowers makes people feel like they are in a sea of ​​flowers, and even sleep becomes more sweet.Those who are lucky enough to rummage through the seeds and return to the house to rest before the sun comes out are in a good state of mind.

The two girls and a young man with mischievous eyebrows didn't return to the house until this morning, and their spirits were extremely listless.Hearing the beating sound of clang, the three of them came out weakly, yawning continuously.

Song Xi asked Jiang Su to wait, packed the meal and sent it over, and had breakfast head to head with the others.

Breakfast is porridge and steamed buns, unlimited, full.

This time, all he was facing was physical work. Song Xi was afraid that he would be hungry, so he insisted on stuffing two big steamed buns into his stomach.

After taking the last mouthful of porridge, he stood up and walked a few steps to digest.

"It's the morning meeting! Let's all gather over there!" A fat and strong flower farmer in a work uniform came from the front.

His voice was like a bell, and there was impatience between his brows, "Hurry up, don't eat what you haven't finished!"

The listless two girls hurriedly stuffed the steamed buns into their mouths, perhaps because they were too anxious. One of them, who was slightly fat, was choked hard while eating the porridge and steamed buns, and coughed uncontrollably.

The girl who was closest to her ran away all of a sudden, as if she was afraid that someone would die in front of her.Uncle Su reminded: "Don't hold back, it's best to cough out the rice grains in the respiratory tract."

The girl coughed continuously, her face was flushed red, her tears and snot were grabbing at her, trying desperately to grab something.

Her fingers fluttered in the air, and it was Song Xi who walked over and smoothed her back for her.

"Why are you dawdling!" The flower farmer rushed over violently, grabbing one of them casually.Roughly pushed aside.

Fortunately, the fat girl's cough stopped.

Seeing that she was safe and sound, everyone didn't say anything, and they were somewhat relieved.They hadn't been here for 24 hours and didn't expect to see dead people.After all, one more life means one less danger on oneself.

The chubby girl's surname is Cheng, and her name is Cheng Yaya. She chased after Uncle Su in front of her, thanked him in a low voice, and then looked at the others: "Sorry, I made everyone worry."

"You can't eat slower,

You scared me to death, I thought you were going to..." The following words were a bit unfavorable, and the girl beside Cheng Yaya didn't say any more.

Cheng Yaya seemed to have a good temper, she pursed her lips indifferently.She took a step behind and walked to Song Xi, "Thank you for helping me."

Song Xi smiled indifferently, "You're welcome."

When the young man smiled, his eyes were curved, and the arc of his lips was very beautiful, giving people a warm and warm feeling.

Cheng Yaya stared blankly at the other party, then suddenly lowered her head, with shyness and bewilderment on her face.

"I..." She plucked up her courage, raised her head and was about to say something, when Jiang Su suddenly squeezed in between the two.

The young man clasped Song Xi's shoulder with one hand, half-forced him to walk forward, and said coldly, "Walk so slowly, brother, your legs are too short."

Song Xi: "..."