Moreover, this blood cannot be chicken blood and duck blood, it must be human blood. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

If you want to listen to whoever the seed sprouts, you have to pour its blood.

Wei Chong's face was black, and the super red envelope pit him, it was not once or twice, this time it was even more absolute, the ghost knows how much blood it would take to make the seeds germinate.

It could be a drop, or it could be a bowl, or even more likely a bucket.

If it was a barrel, then he would definitely die quietly.

After thinking about it, I decided to give it a try, and if a few drops of blood couldn't make the seed germinate, I would give up.

Immediately found a fruit knife, gritted his teeth, and slashed on his left index finger, and blood came out.

Flip your fingers and let the blood drip onto the seeds.

As soon as it drops, the seeds glow a faint red.

It really worked, but one drop was obviously not enough, Wei Chong pinched his index finger and dropped several drops in a row.

The red mango is more abundant.

The seeds also swirl quickly on the table.

It looked like it was about to sprout, Wei Chong's face was full of excitement, it would be nice if it were a ginseng fruit tree.

The sweet dream didn't need to be done too much, and the seed jumped up suddenly, stuck to the knife of the index finger, and began to suck blood like a vampire.

Wei Chong grabbed the seed, used his strength to eat, and wanted to pull the seed off, but who knew that the seed was not only sucking blood, but also squeezing into the flesh, and the index finger was stretched round, almost bursting.

In the face of this situation, there is obviously only one way to go, but use a fruit knife to dig out the seeds, and if you are more ruthless, you can cut off your index finger with a knife.

But no matter which one, Wei Chong didn't dare, he was most afraid of pain since he was a child, and in hesitation, the seed had been completely squeezed into the knife edge, and the strange thing was that even the knife edge disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Finger belly flat as before.

It felt like a dream just now, but that magic seed was really gone.

Wei Chong yelled at his phone, and the super red envelope ignored him.

Am I going to die?

Wei Chong collapsed on the bed, staring at his left index finger, his eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and it didn't take long for him to fall asleep.

The next day was close to noon, and the mobile phone that had been tinkling woke Wei Chong up.

The call was from Nan Mo, urging Wei Chong to hurry up, it was almost noon, and if he didn't set off, he wouldn't be able to reach Crescent Village tonight.

Despite being sleepy and tired, Wei Chong got up, went to the bathroom to wash, and looked in the mirror, which made him tremble.

In the mirror, his face is as white as snow, there is no blood, and the most exaggerated thing is the dark circles under his eyes, which surrounds his eyes for a whole circle, which is definitely as cool as a baby panda.

When I went downstairs, my legs were shaking all the time, there were snowflakes flashing in front of me, and I felt like if I was not careful, I would roll down the stairs.

Only when he came down from the second floor, he was already so tired that he was sweating profusely and panting like a cow.

The front desk of the hotel looked incredible, and after Wei Chong checked out and left, several people whispered to discuss how many young ladies Wei Chong had found last night.

The hotel was not far from the hospital, but Wei Chong walked for almost half an hour, and when he approached the entrance of the hospital, he couldn't hold it anymore and sat on the ground.

Wang Xiaocao pushed Nan Mo, waited at the door, saw it from a distance, couldn't help but be shocked, hurriedly rushed over, and came to Nan Mo with Wei Chong in his arms.

Seeing that Wei Chong had done this in just one night, Nan Mo was in awe, but still persuaded: "Brother, you have to be temperate!"

"you, can you go?" Wei Chong scolded weakly.

But Wei Chong Station can't stand steadily, how to go?

Nan Mo patted Wei Chong's shoulder and sighed, "Why don't I give you the wheelchair?"

"My body is not bad. Wei Chong declined Nan Mo's kindness, took a step forward, and fell so that his grandmother couldn't recognize him.

Seeing Wei Chong like this, Wang Xiaocao blushed, so he came up with an idea: "This wheelchair is quite big and sturdy, why don't you two squeeze it?"

Nan Mo praised when he heard this: "This is a good idea, my daughter-in-law is just smart." ”

"Don't talk nonsense. ”

Wang Xiaocao glared at Nan Mo fiercely, and seeing that Wei Chong had no objection, he helped Wei Chong into a wheelchair.

The wheelchair is quite large, but it is still very crowded for two people, but there is no other way but to settle for it.

There are two men sitting in a wheelchair, pushed by a thin woman, this peculiar scenery is undoubtedly very attractive to passers-by, and even more, without seeing it, take out their mobile phones and take pictures, and then send them to the circle of friends, which is called the miserable life of a wife and two husbands.

When the three of them walked to the bus station, they were already in a mess on the Internet.

"It's so pitiful, buy a few fritters and eat them!"

As soon as I arrived at the bus station, there was a girl in a school uniform, who gave Wang Xiaocao a hundred yuan, and then disappeared into the sea of people with tears in her eyes.

The three of them looked at each other speechlessly, only to feel that the kind female student was a brain-dead.

"I'm going to buy a ticket. After a long time, Wang Xiaocao came back to his senses and walked to the ticket office.

When she bought the ticket, she almost didn't find Wei Chong and Nan Mo, just because they were surrounded by a large group of people at the moment, which seriously affected the normal order of the station, and soon a staff member came to dismiss them.

After the crowd dispersed, I saw Wei Chong and Nan Mo both holding money in their arms, some were five yuan, some were ten yuan, and some were hundred-yuan bills, and the total amount was estimated to be very considerable.

Nanmo was already counting the money, and when she saw Wang Xiaocao coming over, she raised her head and smiled: "Daughter-in-law, if you push me to ask for food in the future, it will definitely be better than farming." ”

"Are there so many well-wishers in this world?" Wang Xiaocao was too lazy to talk to Nan Mo, and had many doubts.

If they do go to beg for food, they will definitely run into walls everywhere.

Wei Chong stared at his mobile phone and said helplessly: "You can take a look on the Internet and you will know." ”

"Damn, you actually said I broke my leg. ”

Nan Mo said to watch it, and scolded after watching it.

Wei Chong was speechless: "Is it wrong?"

Nanmo glanced down at his left leg, his trouser leg swaying in the wind, as if he was right.

"It's the truth to say that you broke your leg, but what the hell is it to say that I'm infertile?" Wei Chong was very angry, very angry, and really wanted to find the person who said this at the beginning, and let her try to see if he Wei Chong was infertile.

But on second thought, what if that person is a man, so forget it.

Wang Xiaocao looked at Wei Chong and said, "Looking at your current appearance, it is good to say that you are weak and sterile." ”

Nanmo took the opportunity to ask, "Tell us honestly, what did you do last night?"

Wei Chong blackened his face, jumped out of his wheelchair, and struggled to walk towards the bus.

It was only with the help of well-wishers that he succeeded in getting into the car, and as for Nanmo, he could only be carried up.

There were not many passengers on the car, and after getting on the bus, Wei Chong had seen them all, and these people were all healthy.

But when the car was about to move, another man came up, dressed plainly, with braided hair, and all his sorrows gathered in the center of his brow.

With just one look, Wei Chong decided to help her.

"Sister, this way. ”

Before Wei Chong could speak, Nan Mo had already waved at the man, beckoned her to come over, and sat down next to Wei Chong.

Seeing Wang Xiaocao's red face, Nan Mo explained again: "Sister Nanlian is from our village. ”

Nan Lian looked at Nan Mo's broken leg, and after shushing the cold and asking for warmth, she asked Wang Xiaocao if she was Nan Mo's girlfriend, Wang Xiaocao nodded with a red face.

Then Nan Lian's words box opened, nothing more than saying that Nan Mo is like this, Wang Xiaocao will not give up, he must be good to Wang Xiaocao or something, and Nan Mo's ears are calloused.

Nan Mo interrupted Nan Lian's nagging at the right time, and pretended to be angry and asked, "I said, sister, you work in Chang'an City, why haven't you come to see me?"

This time it was Nanlian's turn to blush, Nan Mo was lying in the hospital with a broken leg, she didn't visit once, it was really inappropriate.

When Wei Chong heard that the opportunity had come, he immediately said: "Sister Lian's fate is evil, everything is not going well, how can you care if you have a broken leg?"