The little guys who have never been in contact with the world, in their existing cognition, except for the appearance of Jiang Hua and Lin Zeng, most of them are just the aroma of the food they brought in from the outside world, as well as the colorful patterns in the picture books. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Jiang Hua didn't bring food such as pastries and biscuits to the little guy, and the roast duck he took out a few days ago only gave him a small bite, but he didn't expect this little guy to match the dessert house with the taste of roast duck.

Jiang Hua looked fresh, walked to the hut made of desserts, and poked his finger at the biscuits and cakes that were a little distorted in shape, and sure enough, the hard erection felt the same as the cardboard book.

And then what?

Jiang Hua is looking forward to what kind of test he will have to go through in order to obtain the seeds of the water bead lotus.

At this time, an old woman with watermelon rind carved out of a mold of a witch riding a broom in a picture book appeared on the dessert house.

Her image is not terrifying at all, and she said in Lin Zeng's voice: "It's delicious, it's delicious, the food is delicious, eat it all, eat it all." ”

When Jiang Hua saw the image of a witch, with this kind of voice, he really wanted to silently hold his forehead and cry, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

This aesthetic has to be cultivated well.

Jiang Hua made a secret decision, and then walked to the hut where there was no taste at all, and vigorously broke a large biscuit window.

Without any hesitation, she scanned her surroundings, trying to find something, but unfortunately found nothing.

Nibble on a cookie.

Jiang Hua complained again in his heart, for the two foodies, the little baby he cultivated, he actually had no potential as a gourmet.

The shape of the biscuits, the aroma of roast duck, but it is actually a soft and fluffy taste like yogurt.

Huan is Jiang Hua's strong appetite, and in the face of this kind of food, it can only be described in four words: messy in the wind.

When Jiang Hua gnawed down half of the window, the red-faced old witch lying on the roof suddenly screamed loudly, and this time it became Jiang Hua's own voice, and the voice was urgent.

"Swap! Swap! Swap!"

Jiang Hua had already made sufficient preparations, took out two red crystal source bodies from his pocket, handed them to the old witch, and said, "Is it enough?"

The old witch weirdly maintained the smiling face in the picture book, reached out and grabbed the crystal source body in Jiang Hua's hand, and disappeared into the roof.

Nani?

And then what?

Then, the simple phantom disappeared, and a little baby with a stinky face crawled past Jiang Hua.

"Lin Xiaojiang, you come back for me. Jiang Hua found that he had two more small lotus-like plant seeds in his palm, so he didn't bother to look closely, stuffed them into his pocket, and chased after the little baby who was crawling fast.

"Lin Xiaojiang, your test is too simple!" Jiang Hua really felt that the name Lin Jiang was too unpretentious, so he decided to choose a similar nickname for himself.

"We should have thought of a level that was a little fun. ”

"For example, in this cake house, you can arrange for people who want to exchange seeds to find food that tastes the same as in reality. ”

"Well, you don't know what cake tastes like, I'll give you a taste next time." Forget it, the cake materials in the ordinary market are not at ease, I will find Tu Xiaoya to order a copy for you to taste when I go back to Qinghe City. ”

"Also, let's be imaginative, for example, you can design a group of running rabbits in the forest, each rabbit represents a different seed species, and which one you catch with your bare hands will be eligible to redeem. ”

The more Jiang Hua talked, the happier he became.

And this time, this little guy, sucking her thumb and dark eyes, stared at Jiang Hua for a moment, as if she was telling the most interesting story in the world.

When it comes to his favorite places, I don't know if he can understand them, and he will dance to express his feelings.

This is the first time since Jiang Hua entered the secret space that he has seen the little guy react so actively.

He crawled to Jiang Hua's feet, and his face, which was originally numb and almost expressionless, became vivid, and let out a joyful laugh from the heart.

I don't know, does this count as teaching crooked children.

However, in essence, Jiang Hua is a strange girl who has embarked on a "crooked path" in the eyes of ordinary people.

She is more of a self-pleasing and personal will.

Therefore, under the influence of Jiang Hua's character, this little baby with a peculiar experience does not know what kind of unique character and hobbies will be formed in the future.

――

――

The first foundation tree that Lin Zeng chose in Beijing was an old locust tree located in Tianxin Park.

In Beijing, there are more than 30,000 300-year-old second-class protected ancient trees, and more than 5,000 first-class protected ancient trees with 500-year-old trees.

Not only can it be used for the construction of foundation trees, but breeders need to use native trees in many aspects of research.

Locust trees are common in the north, while they are few in abundance in the south.

This old locust tree, which is thousands of years old, stands quietly in the corner of Tianxin Park, and is said to have been planted in the Tang Dynasty, experiencing the vicissitudes of several dynasties and generations, and seeing the rise and fall of the world.

Lin Zeng chose this ancient tree as the first base tree, not because of its age and quality, but because it grows in a remote area, compared to the perennial lively neighborhoods of Beijing, where few people walk late at night, as long as he hides his face, he can climb the tree to complete the construction of the base tree.

There is no limit to the opening hours of Tianxin Park, and when it is about dark, Lin Zeng carries the phantom talisman he has refined, just like an ordinary player, strolling through the park at will.

In the corner of the park where the old locust tree is planted, when it is night, there are not many people, and the street lamps are dim, Lin Zeng found a dense shrub to sit cross-legged, this position is just to be able to see the environment around the old locust tree at a glance.

He is not in a hurry, but closes his eyes, and there is still a lot of information in his head, waiting for him to absorb and understand.

Since the exchange of information more and more. He spends almost all of his time alone in research.

He likes it.

Focused research does not make him feel tired.

On the contrary, it is full of fulfillment.

Just like Jiang Hua, her time outside of eight hours is far busier than ordinary people. But I love to be busy, and I don't feel stressed or nervous at all.

And some people, who work eight hours a day, depressed in an office with no interest, seem to be idle, but feel mentally tired every day, and after work, they can only relax themselves in other relaxed ways.

Time flies by in the blink of an eye.

At one o'clock in the morning, the four street lights around the old locust tree suddenly went out.

The surroundings were darkened, except for the distant block, which was faintly lit by the afterglow of lights.

Lin Zeng stood up silently from the bushes, holding the climbing rope taken out of the breeding space in his hand.

At this time, he couldn't help but think of the inhuman blows and tortures in the terrifying trial realm, and he didn't know whether to thank or disgust.

It is this kind of unbearable flesh and skin suffering of normal people that Lin Zeng can obtain a physical fitness beyond ordinary people.

When he first built the foundation tree in Qinghe City, he spent a lot of effort to climb the old banyan tree. The old locust tree in front of him was more difficult to climb than the banyan tree king, but at this time, the strength and agility of Lin Zeng's body far exceeded that time, and it did not seem very difficult, so he climbed the first branch of the old locust tree that was seven or eight meters high.