Chapter 1232: The Death of the Fireflies
Fang Zheng smiled: "It's okay, you can continue the live broadcast for a while, and the poor monk is not on the side." ”
Zhu Lin said: "How can that work? You are here, of course I am a treat, and I will lead the way! You are my savior! It just so happens that I will be the on-site docent for you, and the ticket sales will begin, let's go, watch the fireflies! If you like it, buy a plate and go back and fry it!"
Fang Zheng was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "Fireflies can still eat?"
Zhu Lin laughed and said, "Funny to you! greedy monk!"
Founder: "......"
The squirrel pursed his lips and stole fun: "Haha, Master lost to ignorance. ”
Fang Zheng glanced at him and said, "This is called losing to trust." ”
As Zhu Lin said, she pays.
Fangzheng's attitude is that if you can save it, you can save it, so if you want to come out, anyway, the poor monk is thick-skinned and won't be embarrassed.
Entering the firefly performance hall, Fang Zheng's smile suddenly froze, and so did the squirrel, the sensitive little guy subconsciously grabbed Fang Zheng's ear, and said in a low voice: "Master, why do I think I am so cautious here? ”
Zhu Lin glanced at the squirrel and said, "What are you talking about? Such a beautiful place is so scary what you say." Look at this light, it's still beautiful. ”
When a service staff heard Zhu Lin say this, he smiled and said, "Our dream experience hall will provide you with a real dream journey." Walking further is the firefly viewing area, which is a scene that we have carefully arranged, so be sure to take a good look. ”
Zhu Lin smiled and nodded: "The money has been spent, you must see it." Master, gone. ”
The waiter was stunned, Master, look at Fang Zheng, in her eyes, Fang Zheng is an ordinary person, she can't remember her appearance, and she is not inconspicuous, the most important thing is that she is definitely not a monk or a Taoist.
I guess it's a nickname, the waiter muttered in his heart.
After the waiter, Zhu Lin looked at Fang Zheng's frowning brows and asked in a low voice, "Master, what's wrong with you?"
Fang Zheng shook his head and said, "No, it's just that as soon as I walked in, I don't know why, I always felt uncomfortable." As Jingkuan said, it's like walking into a morgue, so strange. ”
Zhu Lin was stunned and said, "How is this possible?"
Fang Zheng smiled bitterly: "The poor monk also thinks it's impossible, but the feeling here is indeed like this." Don't you feel it?"
Zhu Lin shook his head and said, "No, I just think it's beautiful here...... Maybe the air conditioner is turned on too low. Their warm air doesn't give much......"
Fang Zheng nodded, didn't say much, just paid attention to the surroundings.
As more and more children came in, there were more and more laughter, and the popularity increased, and the uncomfortable feeling of Fang Zheng became more and more abundant. This was the first time he had felt this feeling......
The squirrel has a big heart, and there are many people, especially the children, and when he runs and screams, he attracts his attention, and when he watches those children play, he also follows the silly music, but he is also a silly optimist.
After passing through a gate, the temperature rises significantly, and at the same time, the scenery in front of you has changed from a variety of artificial lantern products to a garden of artificial plastic plants.
At the gate, the staff stopped everyone and didn't let them in, but let them wait, and only opened when they were ready.
Everyone also waited obediently, and some children looked inside, and it was pitch black inside, and they could vaguely see that the plants were covered with layers of gauze curtains, which separated the inner space from the outer space.
One of the waitresses smiled: "Don't look at it, you will go in for a while, and it will have an effect." Well, please pay attention, friends, please visit civilly, do not take pictures, if you want to shoot, please do not turn on the flash. ”
Immediately, someone frowned and said, "Don't turn on the flash? It's so dark inside, you can't shoot anything if you don't turn on the flash." ”
The waitress said, "Sorry, that's the rule." ”
When many people heard this, they pouted, obviously not taking it seriously.
The people soon gathered, and the waiter opened the door and said, "Please come inside, the dream journey has begun." ”
Fang Zheng also followed the crowd inside, looking around curiously. As everyone entered, the lights in the back were turned off.
Zhu Lin subconsciously grabbed Fang Zheng's hand and said, "Master, follow me, I will protect you!"
Fang Zheng rolled his eyes, you protect the poor monk? You are so powerful, what are you shaking?
The children around were also a little scared, and someone took the hand of the adult and shouted, "Dad, I'm afraid." ”
As soon as the parents were about to be appeased, they heard someone say, "Look! Fireflies!"
Everyone looked around, and saw that the dark world suddenly lit up with a little green light, like stars in the night, dotted in the darkness.
Then one after another the fireflies lit up, and the originally dark environment was also lit up by this glow, and the fireflies passed through the sky like meteors, causing the cheers of the children and the smiles of the adults.
The squirrel also waved its paws and barked.
Taking advantage of the darkness here, Fang Zheng also took back some of the magical powers of a dream, this thing has been open, which is really exhausting. In line with the principle of saving if you can save, Fang Zheng gradually withdrew his magical powers, and finally completely retracted, although the white clothes were quite conspicuous in the dark, but everyone's attention was on the fireflies, and naturally no one noticed that there was a green bulb in this crowd.
Fireflies don't know if they were awakened all of a sudden, or how, more and more, the surrounding space is illuminated with green hazy, some artificially planted flowers and plants, dotted among plastic flowers and plastic trees, it is indeed very fairytale atmosphere, for a while, many people are shouting, this money is worth it.
However, when everyone was intoxicated, Zhu Lin found that Fang Zheng's brows were wrinkled even tighter. So Zhu Lin stabbed his waist and asked, "Master, what's wrong with you?"
Fang Zheng said: "Did you hear that?"
Zhu Lin wondered: "What did you hear?"
Fang Zheng said: "The fireflies are crying, they are crying!"
Zhu Lin was stunned: "Fireflies are crying?"
Fang Zheng nodded and said, "Yes, although they are weak, their emotions are not small. I could feel that they were crying. ”
Fang Zheng can understand the language of birds and beasts, but he can't understand insects that convey information with scents or dances. But his mental power was too strong, and his sixth sense was extremely sharp, and Fang Zheng could feel the mood fluctuations of the fireflies. So he felt grief and weeping.
The squirrel also followed: "I seem, I also feel it, they are so sad." ”
Zhu Lin was puzzled and said: "But, they are fine, why are they crying? Is it because they have no freedom? I have heard people say that birds and sparrows, if they are locked up, they will not be happy, they will be sad, and some will even die of hunger strike." ”