I eat candy in the horror world

The off-white material was spread flat on the soil, and the powder turned into unusually slender roots, which spread freely in the soil.

Song Xi and the others kept backing away. Several times, the two women who were running slowly were almost touched by ashes.

"Fuck, what the hell is this! I've never heard that ashes can evolve!" Han Xianfeng complained while avoiding, he glanced at Song Xi, the young man's avoiding movements were clean and quick, but he could also see that he I don't really want to leave here.

Han Xianfeng knew that Song Xi was observing, and he wanted to see what happened to the ashes if he could guarantee his own safety.

"Ah!" Cheng Yaya let out a scream.

After a bit of ashes got on her shoe, a vine stretched up in a thread around her ankle.

Before they came here, the reality was that it was night and summer, everyone's clothes were relatively thin, and Cheng Yaya happened to be wearing a pair of cropped trousers.

The line of ashes went over her socks and soon stuck to her calf.

"Go away! Go away!" Cheng Yaya hopped and bent over to pat her calf.The line of ashes immediately ran from her calf to her face.

Panicked, she looked for help to Grandma Hui who was closer, and cried, "Help me get rid of this thing!"

Grandma Hui looked at her in astonishment, and it took a long time to react.At this time, the line of ashes had already crawled onto Cheng Yaya's face.

Seeing that he really wanted to help, Shen Tingyu couldn't help mocking: "Don't fail to help others, but drag yourself into trouble instead."

Song Xi didn't quite agree, "In the flower field, the ashes are like fertilizer. Now Cheng Yaya is the 'field' that needs to be fertilized. It's useless for you to put it together."

Cheng Yaya cried more and more sadly, her eyes were red, seeing her grandmother hesitated, she bit her lower lip, and ran over by herself, reaching out to grab someone for help.

"Go away!" Shen Tingyu ran faster when she saw her coming.

Now, everyone not only had to avoid the ashes in the soil, but also Cheng Yaya, and the scene became more and more chaotic.

On the ground, after the ashes spread to a certain range, they spread into intertwined tree roots, quickly seeped into the soil, and disappeared without a trace.

As for the ashes line on Cheng Yaya's face, it is probably because the skin's permeability is not as good as that of the soil. It seems to be unable to find an entrance, and it scurry around her face like a headless fly.

"It's over, it's over." Cheng Yaya's eyes were wide open, and her hair was messy hanging on her forehead. She stared blankly at grandma's ashes, "Brother Lu Ming, can you help me get it down, okay, the ashes in the flower field Be quiet, the scar on my face is definitely not dangerous anymore, if you are afraid, use a stick to pick it away for me."

Grandma Hui turned her head to look at the others, all of them showed disapproval.

His heart was cold, and he felt that these people were too cold and unkind.It's just a favor, why should you be so repulsive.

"You think it over." The person who spoke was actually Jiang Su.

The young man looked mocking, with probing eyes, as if he was curious about Grandma Hui's next move, "You have seen the situation in the flower field, after the ashes are buried in the soil, they are endowed with new properties, and they will first spread like a liquid. , and then change into roots and penetrate along the gaps in the soil."

Song Xi also saw the condemnation in Lu Ming's eyes, but he did not defend himself or everyone.In his view, the premise of helping others is that they will not be harmed.

He has not been kind and fraternal to the point of sacrificing himself for others.

Of course, this "person" does not include Jiang Su and his close relatives and friends.

Cheng Yaya saw grandma's ashen shaking, and she cried more and more, the whimpering sound floated in the dark night, like a ghost weeping blood.

Grandma Hui couldn't bear it after all, he comforted himself, if I move faster, the ashes won't hurt him.

Thinking of this, he took off the short-sleeved shirt on his body and wrapped his palms.Then quickly reached out, brushing off the line of ashes on Cheng Yaya's face.

Cheng Yaya touched her face in surprise, the feeling of insects and ants crawling over was gone!

"It's gone, the ashes have been thrown away!" She looked at the others happily, "Look, it's gone!"

Grandma Hui lost his shirt immediately, he shook his hands, feeling a little itchy on his body, raised his arm and stretched it behind his shoulder to scratch it.

Cheng Yaya looked at him happily: "Brother Lu Ming, thank you, when you need it, I will definitely return it to you."

The corners of Grandma's gray eyes twitched, enduring the strange feeling, and reluctantly shook her head.

Cheng Yaya blinked, her lips twitched a few times, she chose to swallow the words, pretended not to notice the other party's strangeness, turned around and smiled aggrievedly at the others, "Although everyone didn't help just now, I won't blame you, I hope you can still help me." We can get along like we did before.”

If it was said that Cheng Yaya's performance was not obvious enough before, then now, he really tasted a bit of the white lotus's unique tenderness and pretentious strength.

Shen Tingyu gave her a disgusted look, and her eyes just fell on grandma's ashen face, and said in astonishment: "Lu Ming, what's wrong with you?!"

Grandma gritted her back molars tightly, and the fear on her face was obvious. He clenched his fists and stared straight at Shen Tingyu, "Miss Shen, is there something on my neck? The back."

Shen Tingyu went around to look behind him, the thread of ashes that originally covered Cheng Yaya's body jumped onto the back of grandma's ashes at some point.

Like a worm, it twisted and twisted and crawled into the hair, mixing with the hair of the same color.

"It's in your hair!" Shen Tingyu had sharp eyes, took a step back in panic, and looked back at Han Xianfeng, "Brother Han, think of a way!"

"I can think of any solution!" Han Xianfeng said, "Whoever touches that thing will be unlucky!"

As soon as the words came true, lines of ashes suddenly emerged from grandma's gray hair, and drilled in from the eye sockets along the forehead.

"How come..." Cheng Yaya fumbled her face in a panic, then remembered Song Xi's words with fear.

If the face is really compared to "soil", then the ashes line now obviously found an entrance into the "soil".Fortunately, that person moved quickly just now, otherwise she would be the unlucky one now.

"It hurts, the eyes hurt so much." Grandma's gray fingers trembled, wishing to dig out her eyes.

The pain came and went quickly, and within a few seconds, he felt a burst of comfort in his eye sockets, but the skin on his face was a little itchy, and he subconsciously wanted to scratch it with his hands.

"Don't touch it!" Song Xi yelled, "It's got into your skin." It looked like a very ordinary, thin black blood vessel.

Grandma jumped in frustration, and shouted in a broken voice: "What to do, what should I do, do any of you know how to operate, help me take it out!"

Silence spread between everyone.

Grandma Hui knew that no one could save him, so what about Cheng Yaya who was helped by him?

His eyeballs turned a little sluggishly, he couldn't focus, and he turned to the direction of Cheng Yaya and pleaded: "Yaya, please take this thing back, it should be on your body."

Seeing that Grandma Hui was about to approach her, she covered her head and screamed back, "Don't come here, get out!"

Grandma's gray complexion was dark, and he would never have imagined that, not to mention helping to make a mess, when it was his turn to need help, he would be disgusted by the other party like this.

He nodded inexplicably and grinned: "Okay, I'll get out."

After leaving the words, he turned and disappeared into the night.

The atmosphere in the room dropped to freezing point, except for Cheng Yaya's sobbing, no one spoke.They went all the way back to the wooden house in silence, the house that belonged to Grandma Hui was on.

Han Xianfeng murmured, "I'll sleep in my own room tonight."

Grandma Hui heard the voice, walked to the window, and stood there like a ghost, watching the people passing by.

With a guilty conscience, Cheng Yaya walked faster and faster, and almost tripped over herself when she was about to enter the door.When closing the door, she cautiously glanced at the gray window of grandma, and she felt that the other party was looking at her with angry eyes despite the thick night.

Shen Tingyu frowned and said, "Why don't you close the door, are you going to sleep or not?"

"Sleep, I'll sleep right away." Cheng Yaya slammed the wooden door shut, her face pale like a ghost.

Impatient with talking to her, Shen Tingyu lay down directly on the side, with her back facing the outside, and wrapped herself in a quilt like a silkworm chrysalis.

As each entered the house, the path returned to tranquility.

Song Xi rubbed his shoulders and sat on the edge of the bed, heaving a long sigh, thinking in his heart, ashes can increase the production and beauty of flowers, so what can they bring to the living?

Seeing his frowning, Jiang Su bent down and looked at him with his hands on his knees: "Brother, what's the matter? Don't you want to sleep?"

Thinking of something, he raised his hand and pushed it without warning, and pressed his palm on Song Xi's shoulder: "Turn around, and I will press it for you."

Song Xi raised his eyebrows: "You still know this?"

"I learned from you." Jiang Su lowered his eyelashes, his eyes were unclear, "You have been busy all day today, so you are very tired. Help you loosen your muscles and bones so that you can sleep better at night."

Song Xi turned over and lay down, closed his eyes, "Come on."

Jiang Su crossed his fingers and moved twice, sat sideways on the edge of the bed, his fingers followed the clothes down gently, and pressed the slightly stiff muscles on his shoulders.

As soon as he exerted a little force, Song Xi let out a "hiss".

Jiang Su didn't dare to move anymore, "It hurts?"

"It's okay, just this strength." Song Xi said, "You don't understand, massage is both painful and refreshing."

Jiang Su nodded seriously and said, "Brother, I remember."

After the massage, his body felt much more relaxed. Song Xi praised Su Su without hesitation for being so smart and able to learn it;

Jiang Su bent his lips in the dark, "Just as long as you like it."

Song Xi lay comfortably on the bed. Before falling asleep, he patted his younger brother's chest lightly, "Good night."

In the darkness, Jiang Su did not feel sleepy.

He pressed his hand on his waist, turned to look at Song Xi, "Song Xi, are you asleep?"

What answered him was the sound of quiet and gentle breathing.

Jiang Su turned sideways, crawled to the next door dishonestly, and pressed the young man's waist through his clothes.Sure enough, Song Xi's waist was more flexible than his.

Smiling inexplicably, he also closed his eyes and fell asleep.

In the dark room, the two people on the bed touched their heads when they fell asleep, and their bodies were slightly arched, as if they were warming each other.

At some point outside the window, there was a light rain, and the sound of pattering rain continued all night. When it was dawn, the rain did not decrease, but became more and more intense.

Clouds and heavy rain are naturally not suitable for farming, and the morning meeting cannot be held as scheduled.

So Archie personally delivered the red envelopes to everyone, and when it was Song Xi and Jiang Su's turn, Archie's tone was more encouraging and approving, "Because of your performance yesterday, Mr. I gave you double the wages, and I must thank Mr. Wang if I have the opportunity."

Song Xi squeezed the envelope with a grateful face, his eyes were red.

Shen Tingyu sneered, and said in a low voice, "He's really an actor."

Cheng Yaya next to her timidly glanced at the direction where Grandma Hui was, a flash of disgust flashed in her eyes, then she buried her head and looked at her toes as usual.

Archie shook the hands of Song Xi and Jiang Su, and came to Grandma Hui.

After one night, the greyish portrait of grandma changed drastically. There were gray and white spots on her face, and the skin outside the spots was uneven, as if something was about to crawl out of it.

Archie clicked his tongue twice, and said sympathetically, "Why is your face like this?"

Grandma pursed her lips and said nothing.

Archie asked with a smile: "Didn't sleep well last night, did you go to the flower field?"

"..." Grandma was stunned, and grabbed Archie's arm, "Is there a way to help me remove the stuff on my face?"

"No." Archie pushed his hand away, regretting, "If the fertilizer enters the body, something will be born. If an extra heart grows, wouldn't it be a good thing?"

Everyone: "..."

Grandma's face was pale and her eyes were cloudy.Probably the line of ashes was completely transferred to the skin of his cheek, and his eyes returned to normal. After Archie left, he looked at Cheng Yaya again with resentment.

Cheng Yaya moved closer to Shen Tingyu, but was pushed away by Shen Tingyu irritably.

She stood helplessly in the middle of the shed, pinned to the ground by those eyes not far away.Grandma Hui came over, her tone was very light, "Don't expect me to save you again."

Out of the corner of Cheng Yaya's eyes, she caught sight of something on Grandma Hui's right cheek, she couldn't hold back for a moment, and retched.

Grandma Hui was not angry at all, instead she laughed happily, like a lunatic.

In the eight-person team, Uncle Su was injured, Grandma Hui became nervous again, and her combat effectiveness was weakened by a quarter, leaving the remaining six with heavy workloads.

Song Xi hunched over and worked all morning, and the rain outside hadn't stopped.

Han Xianfeng stood aside and said angrily: "The flower farmers are resting this morning, and we are the only ones who are still working."

"No way, who made us work indoors." Shen Tingyu said, and glanced at Cheng Yaya who was walking towards her.

Mostly because she was afraid of retaliation, since last night, Cheng Yaya has been very clingy to her.

Shen Tingyu's heart was trembling, she always felt that this little white flower would shoot arrows behind her back and push her out when she was in danger.So she tried to stay away as much as possible, and before the other party was completely close, she lifted her foot and walked out.

The beautiful girl instantly became a drowned chicken, and Song Xi didn't care about whether he had a cold or not. He blocked his forehead with one hand and protected Jiang Su with the other, and rushed into the heavy rain.

Because of the weather, we had lunch in the cafeteria at noon.

As usual, the flower growers had finished their meals, and a few stood there chatting.Song Xi took Jiang Su to grab a meal and came back, and found an inconspicuous corner to sit down.

The tables were dirty and old, covered with old grease.

Song Xi pretended not to see it, and began to eat.He looked around, observing the flower farmers aimlessly, trying to find more "resurrected" among them.

"Who are you looking at?" Jiang Su took advantage of Song Xi's inattention and threw a piece of meat into his bowl.

"I didn't look at anyone." Song Xi picked up the fat and thin braised pork, squinted his eyes, and just swallowed it, when he saw the cafeteria lady coming with a big basin.

Putting the basin down with a thud, she held the spoon and stirred the sticky dark green soup in the basin twice, "Young man, you forgot to bring out the soup when you were making dinner just now, do you want some?"

Song Xi: "..."

"Thank you, no need." This thing must have been ripped off from man No. 303, maybe it was mixed with his blood or something else, Song Xi wouldn't eat it even if he was killed.

The aunt persuaded: "Come on, it's especially good for men."

Song Xi looked at the sticky liquid in the spoon, his stomach felt sour, and he raised his hand to press his chest.Aunt thought he was swallowing with greed, so she quickly scooped a tablespoon into Song Xi's bowl and mixed it with rice and dishes.

It is shameful to waste food, and Song Xi believes that realistic norms are also valid in flower gardens.

Looking at the soupy enamel bowl, he was so worried that he wanted to cry.

Jiang Su looked at the disgusting bowl, "I'll eat it for you."

"Farewell! Who knows if something will happen if you eat it." Song Xi pressed the boy's hand, and scratched his hair irritably, "I'll think of a way."

On the other side, after the rest of the people knew what it was, their faces turned pale. Remembering that they thought the soup tasted good, they wished to stick their fingers into their throats and spit out the meal from a few days ago.

Seeing the aunt coming over, they all picked up their bowls.

They didn't dare to show strong resistance, and politely refused: "We are full and can't drink the soup."

The aunt in the cafeteria had a dark face, "I really don't know what to do, this is a good thing, it can nourish the body!" She stood in place with a basin and confronted Han Xianfeng and others for a long time.

In the end, seeing that the temporary workers were really unwilling to drink, the aunt looked at the few flower farmers who were chatting, "Hey, there is still some soup left. If you don't drink it, I will take it home."

The flower farmers who were chatting seemed to be waiting for this moment. Hearing the words, they rushed over immediately, surrounded the basin in the center, grabbed the spoon impatiently, and drank it one by one.

Hearing the sound of drinking soup, Song Xi was so disgusted that he could hardly swallow his meal.

He forced himself to finish the meal, and asked two flower farmers at random, "Brother, what is this soup made of?"

The flower farmer ate his mouth full, and he smacked his lips with unsatisfied meaning: "The peel, Mr. Wang said, all the nutrition is in the peel." He laughed a few times, and he took Song Xi a few steps forward, " Brother, don’t you really want to drink? Men drink to be strong, women drink to be youthful and beautiful, hahahahaha.”

Song Xi said no, and got out from under Hua Nong's arms.

There is some truth to the peel argument.

The ashes were buried in the mud, nourishing the flowers and trees, and the roots of the flowers and trees intertwined to form a monster with a human appearance.In a sense, the monster is indeed the fruit of the flower field.

No wonder the hostesses of 208 and 303 have to take off their clothes, and then walk home naked. It turns out that they are shedding the "peel".

The more Song Xi thought about it, the more he felt uncomfortable. He always felt that there were many debris and sweaty secretions from human skin on these peels.

At the end of the meal, the flower growers started to scramble for some panacea, and one of them was knocked to the ground.

Song Xi saw that he looked familiar, and stretched out his hand to pull him up: "It doesn't hurt from the fall, does it?"

"No." The man replied vaguely, and squeezed back angrily, only to find that the soup had been drunk to the last drop.

He growled angrily, picked up the basin and licked it exaggeratedly.

"Okay, two or three days if it's fast, or half a month if it's slow, we'll have soup again, what are you doing?" Someone persuaded with a smile, there was no comfort in the words, only the excitement of taking advantage.

"You don't understand." Another person teased, "He must want to bring it back to Gui Fen, so that she can replenish her body when Gui Fen comes back. This is because he loves his wife."

Song Xi also understood, this is the man who collected Lou Guifen's body back then.

Judging from the teasing among the flower farmers, it should be her husband.

As long as you know the number of Lou Guifen's husband, you will naturally know Lou Guifen's number, and you can further know the way of death corresponding to the number.

An idea flashed in Song Xi's mind, he walked up to the man, and whispered timidly, "Brother, actually I still have a little soup left, I really can't drink it..."

The man picked it up like a treasure, his eyes were green, "Give it to me, give me the rest."