Jiang Jinmai feels that his novel has a lot of material, similar to the male protagonist accompanying the female protagonist to play the Ferris wheel and ride the merry-go-round, which will be very sweet content.

She didn't know if readers liked it or not, but she liked it anyway.

If you can accumulate such sweet material every day, there will be no problem with writing this book even if it reaches 2 million words.

The two got off the merry-go-round, and Jiang Jinmai's gaze naturally fell on the flower room.

You must know that no one has entered this flower house for a long time, and it is completely abandoned, so will there be any adventures in such an abandoned flower house?

Zhou Chu followed her gaze and also looked at the flower room.

Since the roof of the flower house is made of glass, if you look at the high Ferris wheel, you can see a large abandoned flower bed inside, surrounded by flower pots in front.

Generally speaking, this kind of abandoned flower garden is completely the unfolding of a suspense novel.

Because this place is really perfect for burying corpses.

Before he could think about it carefully, he felt that his arm was grabbed by Jiang Jinmai, and she was about to pull herself to run towards the flower room.

Did she want to borrow the abandoned flower house to see?

It's just that the front and back doors are locked, and you can't get in at all.

Unless the administrator can be found to borrow the key.

"Uncle, where is the caretaker of the flower room?" Jiang Jinmai asked an old man sitting and playing chess in front of the flower room.

"Little girl, are you asking about this abandoned flower house?" The old man pointed behind him, and asked with some curiosity after getting Jiang Jinmai's confirmation, "What are you doing in there?" This flower house has been deserted for a long time and there is nothing to visit. ”

"It's okay, we just want to visit, after all, I feel that White Pigeon Park is such a good place, how can there be an abandoned flower house?"

"You don't know this, right" The old man had a playful expression, it was obvious that he knew the inside story: "Actually, no one suggested that this flower house should be repaired at the beginning, but Lao Zhang strongly recommended it at that time, plus he had been in the grassroots government for several years, and strongly recommended to build a flower house, and recommended himself to be an administrator." ”

"And then?"

"Later? Later, not long after the flower house was built, the old man left, but it was a pity that the strange flowers and plants he had bought from all over the country were all in this flower house, and no one took care of them, and they all slowly died. ”

Jiang Jinmai and Zhou Chu both showed sighing looks.

Jiang Jinmai continued to ask. "Does the old man have no children? After all, these flowers are also his heart's work.

"Alas, who likes these flowers and plants among young children nowadays?" The old man sighed and pointed to the flower room: "The key is at the back door, you look carefully, you should be able to find it." ”

"Okay, thank you, uncle." Jiang Jinmai walked directly towards the back door.

The back door is actually not much different from the front door, although the ceiling of the flower room is very high, nearly four or five meters high, but the door is about the same size as an ordinary room.

Jiang Jinmai buried his body and began to look for the key, but he couldn't find it after looking for a long time.

Seeing this, Zhou Chu could only step forward to help.

"Do you see if it's this?" Zhou Chu took out a key with intricate golden patterns from the crack in the back door of the flower room.

When it was built, the builders put a lot of effort into it, and the gears of the key were very cumbersome, and without this key, I am afraid that no one would have been able to enter here.

It's just a pity that all his calculations disappeared after his death.

"Let's go inside." Jiang Jinmai took the key, inserted the key head into the lock hole, and twisted it gently.

There was a "click" in the lock cylinder, which should be that the mechanism was touched, and the iron lock on it was opened with a click.

"Hmm." Zhou Chu nodded and followed her inside.

The area of the flower room is still relatively large, at least 200 square meters, which can be used to plant flowers, including 150 square meters on the ridge.

The top of the head is glass, because the flowers usually need sunlight to grow, so the ceiling is more suitable for the growth of flowers.

The same is true for ordinary flower houses.

Jiang Jinmai squatted down and grabbed a handful of dirt with his hands, wanting to see what the soil had dried up into.

It had completely shattered into slag, and it had already passed through his fingers without twisting it in his hands.

Don't say anything about flowers and plants, there is not a trace of green at all.

You can barely see anything from the outside because it's frosted glass on one side, but if you look at it from the inside, you can see almost the whole picture.

The cards in the hands of those old men were also clearly seen by them.

But from the old man's view, there were only a few vague figures.

"It's a pity that this old man likes flowers and plants so much, and after death, he will turn into nothingness after all" Jiang Jinmai suddenly became sentimental.

The only ones who may remain are his own novels, but those books are just popular books, and it is difficult to become famous books, and it is difficult to survive forever in the long river of human history and culture.

This should be a very naïve idea, but I don't know why, this thought appeared in Jiang Jinman's mind at this moment.

"It's fine." Zhou Chu also saw Jiang Jinmai's strange appearance, sighed, stretched out his hand and touched her head: "At least someone in this world knows that you and I have been here, no matter how many people know it, it is enough for someone to know." ”

"But you have to know that history is the history of princes, generals, officials and nobles, and who will remember us in a hundred years?"

"We were all dead at that time, you don't care if anyone remembers me!" Zhou Chu directly interrupted her sadness.

"Hmm." Jiang Jinmai pondered for a long time, although she didn't want to admit that she was touched, she couldn't help but nodded: "What you said is also right." ”

"So what did you enter the flower room for? Is it just to sigh about life? Zhou Chu asked.

"Of course not, I just need to accumulate some material." Shojin Mai subconsciously said his purpose, but suddenly realized that he couldn't say it, because the accumulation of materials is something that only people who create will do it.

I don't want Zhou Chu to know that he is the author's pro-pig he chases, so he definitely can't say that.

That's right, that's it. After all, if he found out, wouldn't he be dead?

Now the initiative is still in my own hands, so there is no need to be so nervous.

Jiang Jinmai hurriedly made up for it: "The main thing is that I have a new topic, which is to study this kind of flowers and trees, in fact, the flower room is a good entry point, I want to come in and have a look, after all, I am not a professional in botany." Some things still have to be practiced, and you can only understand them with your own eyes and hands," Jiang Jinmai said a long paragraph in one breath, but no matter how he listened to it, it seemed like he was defending himself.

"Ah, yes, yes, yes." Zhou Chu nodded perfunctorily.