Chapter 1233: A Lot Under the Grass!

Fang Zheng shook his head and said: "It's not this kind of sadness, but a kind of desperate sadness, a kind of pain that is about to die, and the attachment to the deceased relatives." This feeling is becoming clearer...... I could feel that they were really desperate. ”

The more Zhu Lin listened, the more mysterious she became, scratching her head and saying, "This ...... Master, I really don't understand. That...... So how do we help them? Let them out? But these little ones belong to the Dream House, and we don't have the right to take them away. Besides, it's cold and snowy outside, and if you go out, that's really sending you to death. ”

Fang Zheng shook his head and said, "I don't know, they are panicking." ”

As soon as the words fell, someone raised the phone, and with a click, a flash of light lit up, and then the man laughed and said, "Take a picture and see the effect." It's not very good-looking, come again, take a few photos and send them to Moments, hehe......"

"Don't shoot! Don't use a flash!" shouted the waitress at the door.

But the man continued to shoot as if he hadn't heard.

The waitress continued to shout, "Please cooperate and don't turn on the flash." ”

"It's so dark here, you can't shoot anything without flash. One woman complained, and then she clicked two shots as well.

As soon as she took the lead, others followed suit, and they turned on the flash shooting, and for a while, the flash flashed wildly......

Zhu Lin frowned and said, "These people are too unruly, aren't they?"

Fang Zheng's brows furrowed even deeper, just when everyone turned on the flash to take pictures, Fang Zheng clearly felt that the panic of the fireflies had intensified, were they afraid of the flash?

However, the number of fireflies in front of me is increasing, and there are no adverse reactions, what is going on?

At this moment, the squirrel said, "Master, I saw a lot of fireflies falling down and falling into the grass. ”

When Fang Zheng heard this, he quickly concentrated on careful observation, in the dark room, he couldn't see too many things clearly, only fluorescence and flashes, fluorescence was dim, and flashes for a moment were not suitable for illumination and observation, but it was easy to affect observation.

But Fang Zheng still saw it, and saw a firefly fall from the sky, fell on the blade of grass, vibrated its lower wings, and there was no movement, it seemed that it couldn't fly.

Are you tired?

Fang Zheng was puzzled......

At this time, Fang Zheng saw a small hole in the back of the house, and fireflies were constantly being put in the small hole, Fang Zheng suddenly realized and muttered: "No wonder there are more and more fireflies, it's not that the original fireflies are flying, but more fireflies are being put in." The number of people who put it in, don't fall down, is large, so it looks like the number is pulling more and more, and it still looks good. ”

The squirrel said, "Master, how do I feel that these fireflies are getting more and more panicked. ”

Fang Zheng nodded, walked around the crowd, came to the door, and asked the anxious and helpless waiter, "Why don't you turn off the flash?"

The waiter said: "This is the rule, these fireflies are very fragile, flashing lights or something, it is easy to kill them." ”

"Kill them?" Fang Zheng finally understood why those fireflies were panicking, they weren't here to perform, they were here to execute! No wonder they were afraid, who was changed, who was not afraid?

The waiter said: "Yes, we put tens of thousands of fireflies every day, and only a few hundred can survive in a day, hey......"

Hearing this, Fang Zheng's heart hurt again, and he said with a bit of anger: "Why do you want to continue dying so much every day?"

The waiter was taken aback by Fang Zheng's words, and then said, "How do I know, I'm just a part-time worker, and I will do whatever the above arranges." ”

When Fang Zheng heard this, he knew that he had lost his temper wrongly, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm a little excited." ”

Zhu Lin was speechless: "My weird monster, tens of thousands a day, only a few hundred die, this ...... It's basically a 99 percent mortality rate......! It's hell of fireflies!"

The squirrel followed: "It seems that I am right, this is not a dream space, this is a morgue for fireflies." ”

"Please stop turning on the flash, the flash will kill the fireflies. Zhu Lin came back to her senses and shouted.

When everyone heard this, they looked back at Zhu Lin with a puzzled expression.

The man who was the first to turn on the flash to take a picture said, "How is that possible? This is light, not a bullet." ”

The waiter said, "Sir, it's true. These flashes of light are like bullets to fireflies. ”

Another long-haired woman pouted and said, "You merchants are afraid that we will take pictures and go back to show others, and there will be fewer customers after seeing them, right?" If you want me to say, you are too bad at doing business, we take pictures, take pictures beautifully, and post them on Moments, and there will only be more people coming." ”

"It's just that you don't know how to do business. Others should be in harmony.

The waiter was anxious: "What I said is true, fireflies are really afraid of flashing lights." ”

"You're afraid, I'll try it, let's see if there are any fireflies that have been killed!" called the long-haired woman.

"Okay, let's watch. "Other humanitarians.

The long-haired woman was about to make a move, when a hand suddenly reached over, grabbed the woman's arm, and said, "Donor, it's too cruel to experiment with life, right?"

"You ......" The long-haired woman was about to go crazy, and when she turned her head, she saw a bald monk in a white monk's robe looking at her with a straight face.

She was stunned for a moment, this is Black Mountain City, and here, Fang Zheng is definitely a household name. Many people may not recognize high-ranking officials, but they basically know Fangzheng.

So the woman exclaimed, "Abbot Founder?!"

As soon as she shouted, the others also came back to their senses and looked at Fang Zheng.

Now, Fang Zheng also knew that it would be boring to hide his identity again, and he needed his identity to help him improve his persuasiveness.

Seeing that everyone exclaimed, Fang Zheng clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha, donors, what Zhu Lin's donor said just now is true. If you don't believe it, why bother experimenting with fireflies? You all have mobile phones, go out and check the Internet, and you will have the answer?"

"Abbot Fangzheng, don't check, I don't believe what others say, I believe what you say. The woman immediately made a 180-degree turn, and was the first to stand on the side of the square.

"I also believe that if you don't shoot it, you just don't shoot. The man who took the picture first also put away his phone.

"I really thought that a small flash could kill fireflies...... someone muttered, but then took the phone.

At this time, a child shouted, "Daddy, I saw a firefly fall and not move." ”

When the man heard this, he squatted down and looked in the direction the child was pointing, and the man's heart trembled. Tremblingly, he said, "Look, everyone!"

Everyone squatted down to watch, and at this look, everyone gasped!

The long-haired woman exclaimed, "There's a lot of grass under it!"