I eat candy in the horror world

Song Xi's frame is small, his wrist and ankle bones are very delicate, and because of his long-term diet control, his waist is slender and slender even if he doesn't have abdominal muscles in the front, with a beautiful waistline.

This kind of beauty is different from the slender wasp waist of girls, which is more flexible and has a sense of strength.

He turned his head and met Jiang Su's calm gaze. The words that came out of his mouth were a simple statement that couldn't be more sincere.

"Okay, go and help me get all the ingredients over there." Song Xi pressed his elbow on Jiang Su's chest and drove people to work.

Eating free food is not something to be proud of. When the others heard this, they consciously moved the pile of ingredients taken out of the refrigerator to this side without waiting for Jiang Su to move.

Han Xianfeng put down the egg in his hand and said with a smile: "This morning's show was so fucking cool, let them squeeze us, no, retribution is coming."

Shen Tingyu has always liked to stab people's mouths, and it was rare for her to be ecstatic, "Yes, I just want to laugh when I think of those people's expressions just now."

Wang Zheng silently helped cut a tomato. He wanted to sneak a peek at some people, but he didn't want to meet grandma's gray eyes.His heart skipped a beat, and he lowered his eyes embarrassingly.

It had been a long time since they had a hearty and nutritious breakfast, and when they packed up and were about to go out, there were already a lot of people outside.

The thin bamboo pole led the people to stand in the front, and when the door opened, he scolded with a dark face: "What you said and did this morning has seriously violated the rules and regulations of the flower garden. killed our people!"

Archie's body was found, but his head was missing. Even though they searched for more than half an hour, they couldn't find it.

Shouzhugan stared at Han Xianfeng coldly: "I promise, you will get the most severe punishment for all the mistakes you made today!"

As the spokesperson, Han Xianfeng puffed out his chest and said, "We will wait and see."

Shouzhugan was startled at first, then angry, pointing his fingers over all the temporary workers present, unable to say a word for a while.

At this time, someone behind him whispered: "It's time for the morning meeting, we must go there immediately."

Shouzhugan put down a cruel sentence: "After the trial tomorrow, I want all of you to die here."

"Hurry up and get out, it's annoying to watch." Shen Tingyu threw out a sentence irritably, making Shouzhugan's face even darker.

He seemed to be the most severely stimulated, he kept nodding, and smiled angrily, "Okay, okay, just wait for me."

The flower farmers left in a mighty way.

Song Xi looked at their backs and said urgently, "Let's act separately. There are still 5 ways of death that need to be confirmed. We must hurry up."

Han Xianfeng thought of something, grabbed the person who was about to leave, "Where is Archie's notebook, do you need to steal it?"

"To be on the safe side, steal it first." Song Xi couldn't be sure whether the method of death must be filled in Archie's notebook.

Grandma Hui suddenly said: "Could the blank line in the notebook be just a misleading one? To delay our departure?"

Han Xianfeng: "If it's not misleading, is it one of the conditions that must be triggered to leave here?"

Song Xi recalled the prompt from the system again, the original words were [Please don't take your seat according to your number].

The "oh" at the end is very subtle, with a frivolous tone, like a kind reminder, but also like an ulterior motive.

While thinking, Song Xi unknowingly leaned on the desk next to him, with one hand around his chest and the other on the arm below, and tapped his chin twice with his fingertips, "The premise of not taking a seat is to be seated first, only Only in this way will they know which number is their salvation."

The young man was chanting words in a low voice, except for Jiang Su who was the closest to him, no one could hear what he said clearly.

Han Xianfeng frowned, "What did you say?"

"I said that the previous thinking should be correct." Song Xi stood up straight and said seriously, "Leave the matter of the notebook to me and Jiang Su. Now let's determine the other ways of death."

A picture from a long time ago flashed in his mind, Song Xi took the phone from Han Xianfeng, and quickly flipped through it.

Pointing to the above photo of a portrait numbered 11 and saying, "I am in charge of this person and number 0."

In this way, each of the other four people only needs to be responsible for finding a tail number.

Han Xianfeng glanced at the person Song Xi pointed at, "Do you know him?"

"I don't know." But Song Xi remembered that when he was looking for Lou Guifen's husband that day, he bumped into this man in the corridor. He was touched by someone and hit the wall. The inside bleeds out.

After finalizing the plan, they came to the morning meeting venue.

The flower farmers were staring intently at Mr. Wang above him. Mr. Wang spit and criticized the temporary workers who did not attend the morning meeting on time, saying that they have no rules and no responsibility in their eyes, and they are the worst employees ever. .

Song Xiwenyan raised his head and glanced up, just in time to meet Mr. Wang's eyes.

He is a person who talks about his image, and he rarely makes indecent actions, but at this moment, he covered it with one hand, and secretly gave Mr. Wang a middle finger.After Bi Wan felt embarrassed again, he turned his head and looked elsewhere, making sure that no one had noticed his behavior, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

The face of the fat man on the stage changed suddenly, he was angry and anxious, wishing he could rush off the stage and beat him up.It's a pity that he can't. He is a boss and needs to set an example and maintain his own image.

Looking at Mr. Wang who seemed to be caught by an invisible rope, Song Xi couldn't help laughing.

Jiang Su looked over: "What's wrong?"

Song Xi: "Do you think he looks like a black-haired wild boar?"

With his beard blowing and his eyes staring, he looked like a wild boar.Jiang Su seriously echoed, "Like."

Song Xi was even more amused by the serious expression of the young man, and his hearty laughter aroused the dissatisfaction of all the flower farmers.Thin Bamboo Pole squinted his eyes eeriely, wishing to tear these temporary workers who didn't know what was good and what was wrong and made trouble everywhere into pieces.

Han Xianfeng happened to pass by him, stretched out his hand to grab his hair, and forcibly pulled back the thin bamboo pole's head that was turned back.

The morning meeting is a serious, even sacred thing, and the thin bamboo pole stared blankly, not daring to disturb the order of the morning meeting.

Soon, the meeting was over.

Song Xi followed flower farmer No. 11, paying attention to his waist. The outer clothes were so tightly covered that he couldn't see what was going on inside.

Flower farmer No. 11 was very annoyed by being followed. He waved the huge pruning shears in his hand and warned: "Don't follow me, or I will be rude to you!"

"Why are you impolite?" Song Xi smiled provocatively, "Although I did not follow the rules and absent from work, you should not have the right to deal with me privately. If you hurt me, will others think you are cruel and not united and friendly?"

Seeing No. 11's deflated face, Song Xi knew he had guessed right.

The flower garden is suffocating, and everyone here is bound by rules and a deformed sense of morality.Before that, temporary workers were also the objects of restraint, but now, these things have become weapons in their hands.

They can run rampant within 24 hours, but the flower farmers can't hurt them a bit.

It's cool, especially cool, for the oppressed to stand up and call the shots.

No. 11 turned around angrily, took his labor tools and entered the flower field.With the sound of the blade rubbing against each other, the broken flower branches fell to the ground one after another.

Song Xi was very patient, and took Jiang Su to sit on the ridge of the field, staring intently.

From the current point of view, the other party has no flaws, but soon, No. 11 began to fertilize, which required him to bend down, straighten up, and repeat repeatedly, not to mention people who may have injuries on the waist, even healthy and normal people. You will feel back pain and fatigue.

After more than an hour, No. 11 couldn't hold on any longer. Song Xi saw that his eyebrows were frowned, and the positions of his upper body and lower body were not in the slightest, and there was no blood.

Proof that his waist should still be intact.

Song Xi lazily said: "Hey, keep fertilizing, or I will tell others that you are lazy." Feeling that the power of this sentence is not enough, he slowly added, "There should be many flower fields in the flower garden The ashes are needed as fertilizer."

This hint made No. 11's face change drastically.

Even knowing that they can crawl out of the fields after death, they still fear death.

The fear, despair, and momentary pain brought about by death are permanently trapped in their hearts like needles, and they will be afraid forever.

No. 11 had no choice but to continue bending over to fertilize. The seemingly simple labor was actually very intensive. After another hour, his body changed.At first, Song Xi just saw him supporting his waist, and looked down, and he found that the man's lower body began to be unable to stand.

Pushing aside the flowers and walking quickly, Song Xi lifted No. 11's clothes from behind.

No. 11 reflexively wanted to cover up, but Jiang Su held down his hands.He panicked, his eyes full of resentment and humiliation.

Because of this intense emotion, his internal organs twisted violently.Song Xi saw that the roots were moving faster and faster in the gap exposed by the upper and lower parts of the body at the back of the waist.

Maybe it was because he was too close to the disgusting thing, but he didn't feel sick to his stomach, but felt a little irritated.

Song Xi took a deep breath and said to Jiang Su: "I'll pull his lower body, and you pull his upper body in the other direction."

Jiang Su raised his eyebrows, and the muscles on both arms tensed for a moment. No. 11's upper body was easily picked up, and not only the inner skin and flesh were separated, but also the internal organs.

Song Xi's heart was beating violently, and he subconsciously closed his eyes.

Jiang Su's flat voice flowed from the opposite side with the air, "Don't be afraid, it's just the roots of plants."

The young man's clear and calm voice was hypnotic. Song Xi opened his eyes again, and he could look directly at those things generously.He took a deep breath and began to carefully observe the lower body of No. 11.

The fracture is a bit strange, the flesh is smooth, but not flat, as if a blunt knife was encountered during cutting, and everything stops, making the connection between the front and back knives not smooth enough.

"Put me back, put me back quickly!" No. 11's upper body struggled violently, and the feeling of air getting into his abdominal cavity made him feel very insecure.

Song Xi looked around strangely, and his eyes stopped on the pruning shears not far away.

The pruning shears are very sharp, not to mention the slender flower branches, even the two-finger thick branches can be easily cut off.Kicking No. 11's lower body a little further away, he picked up the pruning shears on the ground and walked towards Jiang Su.

Realizing what he wanted to do, No. 11's muscles twitched, and his lips were pursed tightly.

After silently saying that No. 11 is not human, Song Xi raised his hand and cut the pruning branch to the broken part of the lower back.The cold scissors made No. 11 terrified, and he shouted in horror: "Don't cut me, don't cut me!"

Click, click, click, the sound of the pruning shears penetrated his mind, his upper body trembled violently, and his voice was filled with tears, "Please let me go, please let me go."

The prayers one after another made Song Xi feel that he was a bad person.

He put away the scissors, "Is your body cut by pruning shears?"

No. 11 shut up again, but when Song Xi picked up the scissors again, he panicked and shouted: "Yes, yes! But I don't know who it is. I was sacked and thrown into the tool room..."

When I got scared, everything fell out.

Song Xi murmured: "Is there still such an operation?"

What should be said and what should not be said has been said, the dead dog on the 11th closed his eyes in despair.

Song Xi regained consciousness, gave Jiang Su a wink, tore off a piece of cloth from his body, stuffed it into No. 11's mouth, and then hid his upper and lower body in two corners of the flower field.

"The way of death for tail number 1 is to be cut off alive by the pruning shears." Song Xi made a summary and said to Jiang Su, "Let's go and find that child."

Jiang Su grabbed him from behind, "Hands are bleeding."

There was a two to three centimeter long cut on the outside of the heel of the right palm, which should have been injured by a flower branch or a flower thorn. He shook his hand indifferently, "It's okay, a small injury."

Jiang Su frowned slightly, and stood still.

Song Xi rolled his eyes, "You care so much about me."

Jiang Su pursed her lips, turned her face away and looked elsewhere, "No."

"Oh." Song Xi looked disappointed, and raised his hand to Jiang Su's lips, "It's okay if you don't say it, it hurts a bit when you say it, why don't you brag to me?"

Jiang Su's lips parted, seeing the playfulness in the young man's eyes, his lips closed immediately, and he turned and walked forward, "I want to blow it on you."

Song Xi clicked his tongue twice and smiled dotingly.

He finally found out that little Jiang Su can't be teased, and he will get angry when he teases, but if he seriously puts on a gesture of desire, he will obediently act according to your request.

Song Xi scratched his head, and said to himself: "Little temper is quite cute."

Jiang Su's pace was fast, seemingly without turning his head, but before walking a certain distance, he would slow down and wait for the young people behind.

Song Xi trotted to keep up, looking around, there were brightly colored flower fields all around, and the flower farmers were working hard, but no figure of the little boy was found, let alone the figure of the little boy's mother.

Just as he was about to search for other places, Han Xianfeng's head emerged from a bush and waved at the two of them.

Running wildly all the way, he panted and said intermittently: "The method with the tail number 3 is... yes... it's pesticides..."

Song Xi asked him to catch his breath before speaking.

Han Xianfeng took a few deep breaths, "He died by drinking pesticide."

He observed No. 3 first, and then No. 13 and No. 23. These three people have one thing in common. When others are busy fertilizing and spraying pesticides, they just quietly trim flower branches and loosen soil.

Han Xianfeng didn't think too much at first, just like Song Xi did, he sat down with Tian Geng and observed carefully.

It turned out that when someone passed by the flower field with insect repellent or other pesticides, No. 23 was like a mouse seeing a cat. It was obviously far away and had to turn its back to avoid it.

A thought flashed through his mind, he grabbed the herbicide in the hand of a flower farmer and found No. 13. Before he started spraying, No. 13 ran away in fear.

He found No. 3 again and did the same thing to him. No. 3 reacted exactly like No. 13.

There is no need to try again. As a flower farmer, isn’t pesticide a must for daily farming? I’m afraid that pesticides will be like this, and the ghosts who say that the three people died from drinking pesticides will not believe it.

Han Xianfeng's face was full of joy, "My judgment should be fine, now I'm waiting for Shen Tingyu and the others' results."

Song Xi nodded and asked him: "We are going to find that child, are you together?"

Han Xianfeng thought about it, and let it go, "There is no news about the three of them, I will help."

Song Xi had no objection to this, told him to pay attention to safety, and left with Jiang Su.

The two wandered from one end of the flower garden to the other, but they still couldn't find the child and his mother. Song Xi twisted his ankle and asked doubtfully, "Aren't the mother and son not going to work in the morning?"

Jiang Su looked up at the sky, the sun was shining on his head, and it would be noon soon.

"Go to the cafeteria, they always have to eat."

"Good idea." Song Xi rubbed the boy's head, "Let's go."

Jiang Su's soft black hair was messed up, and he combed it casually with his fingers a few times, and the corners of his lips were raised. This action of Song Xi reminded him of the scene when they were together when they were young.

In the first meeting, his rejection of Song Xi was real. He wanted to stay away from Song Xi, but he wanted to stay away from him, but he went against him in his heart.

Jiang Su looked at the back of the young man a few steps away. His thin body was hidden in the silk pajamas, and a piece was torn off from the bottom of the hem. As he walked, the delicate skin on his waist appeared from time to time. Next, the skin is so white and glowing.

"Brother." He said, and hurried to catch up, "Wait for me."

Song Xi turned his head to look at him, his eyes fell from the boy's face all the way down to his legs, and said sourly: "What are you waiting for, didn't you think I had short legs before?"

Jiang Su remained calm, pinching the clothes on the young man's waist and pulling them down, "Shouldn't a brother be more generous? Why do you still hold grudges?"

Song Xi reflected on himself subconsciously, and he was indeed a bit small-minded.

Not long after the two arrived at the cafeteria, the lady in the cafeteria came out. Seeing the two people standing straight at the door, she snorted heavily and poured a basin full of dirty water over it.

Jiang Su took Song Xi to the side to hide, and watched coldly, the darkness surged in his deep eyes, which first made the aunt startled, and felt guilty for no reason.

She coughed, turned around and hurried back to the cafeteria, muttering in her heart, it's weird, she's just a temporary worker, what should she be afraid of? !

On time at twelve o'clock, the flower farmers serve dinner.

They had that dark green disgusting soup again today, Song Xi stood aside, watching them all with green eyes, scrambling to squeeze in front of the cafeteria aunt.

Seeing that bowl after bowl of soup being eaten up by one flower farmer after another, Song Xi felt uncomfortable.

To put it bluntly, it is the peel, but to put it bluntly, it is a layer of skin that has faded from the monster's body. These people can drink so deliciously.

Weird.

Jiang Susui pointed to a flower farmer: "Look."

The flower farmer was not in a good state of mind, and was sluggish, as if he hadn't woken up.He drank the soup in small sips, his closed eyes trembled, and the complexion on his face improved visibly with the naked eye.

It seems that what I overheard before is true. Soup does have a miraculous effect of rejuvenation for flower farmers.

"Su Su," Song Xi's eyebrows were full of concern, "according to normal development, we will be judged tomorrow. Do you think they are targeting us for the extra meal at noon today?"

The flower growers who drank the soup became more energetic one by one, and this phenomenon was especially evident in the sporadic haggard flower growers.

Jiang Su didn't make a sound, his eyes darkened.

"Song Xi!" Han Xianfeng ran from a distance, followed by the three of Shen Tingyu, and as soon as they approached, Shen Tingyu couldn't wait to say, "There are clues."

With a dry mouth, she glanced at the flower farmer who was looking in their direction, walked straight over, grabbed a clean empty bowl that was about to be filled with soup, went into the cafeteria, fetched a bowl of water, and finished it with her head up.

Wiping the water from the corner of her mouth, she said: "Lu Ming and I followed No. 5 all morning, and found that he always rubs his chest from time to time."

Grandma's gray face twisted, and the wriggling under the markings became more and more intense. "Every time he rubbed his chest, he would frown, and it seemed to hurt a little." He thought for a while, and continued, "Shen Tingyu and I will find a way to get close to him."

The revived flower farmers can't see anything from their appearance alone, so they have to get closer, and get closer, to find clues from their subtle performances.

Song Xi looked at Wang Zheng, "What about you, what did you find?"

Wang Zheng also selected a flower farmer with the ending number 9 to observe. After finding no flaws, he found a place to hide.He knows that even if he doesn't do anything, other people will come to solve the problem ending in 9 sooner or later.

He just needs to wait quietly, wait for them to find out all the ways of death, and then follow up.

Thinking this way in his heart, he showed guilt on his face, "Sorry, I didn't find anything."

He has always shown people with a gloomy posture, but his weakness now seems abrupt, with strong traces of acting.

Others may not be able to see it, but it is impossible for Song Xi as an actor not to notice it.He stared at Wang Zheng's pretentious face for a while, put his hands in his pockets, and deliberately put on a superior posture, "Come with me."

The young man's aura is completely different from the gentle and plain before, with more deterrence and aloofness.

Wang Zheng's heart trembled, and he subconsciously looked at the others.

Those strange looking eyes were very embarrassing, he twitched the corners of his mouth stiffly, and followed Song Xi to the side.

Song Xi was slightly taller than him, and with his cold face and leering Sen Leng gaze, he felt very oppressive.Wang Zheng's face was stiff, and his fingers clenched unconsciously.

In order to maintain his aura, he deliberately raised his head, and said impatiently, "What's the matter with you asking me to come here?"

Since the other party is so anxious, there is no need for him to go around in circles. Song Xi said: "Those who want to leave here must do their best. It's not their turn to win such a good thing, and it's not your turn either."

Wang Zheng's face was ugly.

"Those who don't give are not eligible to be rewarded." Song Xi lowered his voice, and the smile on his lips implied a threat, "You said, right."