Bustling shopping street, in a quiet flower shop.

The shop is full of flowers, quiet orchids, warm roses, delicate stars, demure lavender...

Feng Xi sighed, this morning she saw that the horoscope was not right, and it was not suitable to open a store.

I moved my posture to make myself more comfortable, and after sitting in the same position for a long time, my legs and feet were a little numb.

The windy movements made the two customers in her shop nervous.

Seeing that the wind was shiny, he just moved, and there was no other movement. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

"Stinky, stop or I'll kill you!"

The guest was fierce, and the head in stockings had hideous features. These are two guests who have come to rob.

It may be that it is not fashionable enough to rob the bank and grab the banknote car, and these two came to rob the flower shop as soon as they pondered it.

What is the most valuable thing in a flower shop?

It's flowers!

After the two entered the store, they tied up their hands and feet with scotch tape for Feng Xi, who was wearing a floral dress.

Then the two of them began to dig flowers in the small flower bed of the flower shop.

What kind of flowers are worth?

They didn't understand, but they came to ask him about the wind.

If you look at which one is pleasing to the eye, you can dig up which one and make trouble.

The one they were digging was a weed that could be found everywhere in the suburbs, but it looked better when it was tended by the wind.

Such a bandit, with such an IQ, will not cause any harm to society if he is released!

The wind was bored thinking.

He closed his gaze from the window and looked at the familiar little shop.

I don't know why, she especially wants to take a look at this little shop that is too familiar to be familiar today.

This is a small shop that she has run several spring, summer, autumn and winter, and it is also her cozy nest.

Here, there are her full of memories.

Let's just say that the flower pot on the top of the heads of the two bandits has a four-season orchid planted in it.

Every morning and evening, when the wind blows, she will say hello to the four seasons orchid, and she always thinks that it can understand.

For this reason, she went to the market to help him find a beautiful flower pot.

This pot is engraved with exotic symbols.

This purple-black pot has a special charm.

The old man who sold flower pots was very reluctant to sell the flower pots to Feng Xi at that time.

She discussed life with the old man for a while, and the old man gave up.

Probably the dialogue is:

Wind and Wind: Old man, I want this basin!

Old man: Not for sale!

Windy: Two hundred!

Old man: Not for sale!

Windy: One hundred!

Old man: Not for sale!

Wind and wind: Old man, you think clearly, if you don't sell it, I'm going to rob it!

The old man burst into tears: "You are a loser, how can I have such a granddaughter as you! This is an antique! Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor used something, you actually want to take it back and plant flowers!"

...

So the flower pot became a windy thing.

She scoffed at the old man's words, Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor has been more than 5,000 years away from now, and some flower pots have long been accidentally smashed.

How could it fall into the hands of your ordinary retired little old man.

But the wind is blowing, and something is wrong with looking at that flower pot today!

Why did some of the pots come out?

And there is a tendency to continue to move outward.

Keep moving, you'll definitely fall, and the target is the bare heads of the two bandits directly below!

Well, these are actually two harmless thieves. I just came to the flower shop to grab a few weeds, and I didn't grab any valuables.

Even in the face of her windy and delicate big girl, she didn't have any crooked thoughts.

These are two good guys!

Can't let the two of them blood spill the flower shop.

Save!

With this thought, Feng Xi jumped up and crashed into the two bandits.

The bandits didn't watch out for the little girl who was struggling with the wind, and both of them became rolling gourds when they were hit.

Crash!!!

A crisp crusting sound of ceramic.

The flower pot and the windy head came into close contact.

The pot was broken.

The windy head is intact!

She proved with her life that a human head is harder than a flower pot!

Blood ran down her long hair, soaking the ground.

Poignant!

The two bandits looked at each other, turned around and ran.

If you run slowly, they will be murderers!

Open the door of the flower shop and open the car door parked in front of the flower shop.

Pull the driver out, get in the car and prepare to flee.

But the car was turned off, and there was no key in the car!

The two bandits wielded iron rods and threatened the driver to hand over the keys.

The driver raised the pistol in his hand and smiled coldly at the two bandits.

"You two! You are not small! You dare to rob the police car! I will give you the key, do you dare to drive the car away?"

Two policemen in the back seat also pulled out their pistols,

"We don't think you two dare! Do you think we're right?"

The bandit blinked his eyes and cried out with a whoa...

"I said no, you have to let me come, saying that there is a lot of money in the flower shop, because no one has robbed it..."

"Yes! There is nothing wrong with it! The bank's cash truck is often robbed! If there is money, it will be robbed long ago! No one has robbed the flower shop! There is a lot of money!"

...

The wind was lying on the ground, tilting his head to look at what was happening outside.

Some grief.

"Hey, there's one lying here! It's not cold yet! I can rescue it again! Who's going to call an ambulance!"

Despite this thought, the wind could no longer make a sound.

Darkness, like an infinite tide, rushed towards her and swallowed her up.

No one noticed that the flower pot that had smashed the windy head began to fluoresce after being stained with her blood.

The characters on the flower pot seemed to come to life, shimmering with a faint gold, like flowing water, flowing into the windy body.

Feng Xi straightened her legs and officially announced: She is cold...

...

In a dimly lit hut, the wind slowly opened his eyes.

Carved wooden beds, green gauze tents, aged retro tables and chairs!

Is this in the old man's secret base?

Didn't she just get hit on the head by a flower pot? Why would she lie here if she didn't go to the hospital to hang up in the neurology department?

Could it be that she was given up on treatment?

The wind moved, the legs, feet and limbs could still move, and they were also sentient, ruling out the possibility of scrapping.

Then she's fine!

Sure enough, the little fairies are all fatal, and such a flower pot smashed on the head, and there was not even a scar left!

Touching the whole part of the head is intact, the wind is deep in thought!

This hair type...

This feel...

This hand...

This boob...

No, is it the wrong way she woke up?

Whoever gives her another stick to wake her up again.

Why is all this different from the original...

Squeak...

The wooden door was slowly pushed open, a beam of sunlight poured in, and a figure in ancient costume stood at the door, unable to see his face clearly.

"The girl is awake! It's great! It's not in vain that my son-in-law rescued her kindly!"

A childish voice sounded.

The wind is even more confused!

"I..."

The wind was startled by his own voice!