Chapter 110: Potato stew with lotus root
There may already be ghosts growing very much underground.
Everyone's thinking speed is very fast, and Zhao Ziyang himself reacted when he said this: "I said, will there be ghosts in this greenhouse that are not very long on the top like potatoes and mainly grow underground?"
Hearing him say this, the other three were stunned, and Song Honghao immediately spoke: "Very likely, Jiang Bei taught us to draw a table to record the daily growth of each ghost, and when we recorded it tonight, we found that there were a few human heads that have barely grown until now, and they are very likely to grow rapidly underground, but we don't know."
Jiang Bei reached out and took a shovel leaning next to him: "Let's dig out a little bit first."
"Here," Du Jia Du Jia flipped through the notebook in his hand and turned to the page where the ghost growth table was recorded, "We marked out a total of five heads in the greenhouse that basically did not grow."
As she spoke, she quickly pointed in several directions against the table in her hand, "Here, there, and there, the five of us had better dig separately and not waste time......
Jiang Bei followed her fingers, and his gaze quickly locked on a head.
It was a man's head, with the neck below the head clinging to the ground, and it looked like it had barely grown.
Jiang Bei didn't hesitate to stride directly to the head, and raised the shovel to shovel towards the dirt around the head.
But halfway down the shovel, he felt as if he had touched something hard, and he couldn't go any further. Zhao Ziyang, who came to help with a shovel, also shoveled into the ground, but was also blocked by something below.
Zhao Ziyang looked at the ground under his feet with a solemn expression: "I'm afraid it really grows underground."
Ebetsu quickly shoveled away all the dirt on the surface, revealing what was inside.
It is a dark red tube as thick as a water pipe, not a root system.
He shoveled a few more times, and found that the dark red tubes were massive, growing out of the severance of the human head and neck, and then branching out into branches and digging deep into the ground.
"Do you think this looks like a blood vessel?" Zhao Ziyang shoveled the things in the soil, but he didn't shovel these pipes, but shoveled out something like a sarcoma.
The two fist-sized, dark red in color, are connected to a blood vessel.
The weird thing is that this thing is still beating, like a heart.
"Is this the heart?" Song Honghat, who was holding a shovel next to him and shoveling the soil with them, also had this sense of déjà vu, "Still moving."
Dense blood vessels take root and grow underground, and beating hearts connect to them, like fruit growing from blood vessels.
Jiang Bei shoveled a few more times with the shovel, and another beating heart appeared in their sight.
This heart was smaller than the one I had just been, the size of a fist.
Song Honghao looked at the newly exposed beating sarcoma: "There is more than one heart ......"
"This thing looks a bit like a potato in terms of shape, and when the potato seedlings are ripe, they can produce more than one or two potatoes." Jiang Bei frowned and looked at the throbbing sarcoma in front of him, "These hearts should be the fruits of the ghosts, since the fruits have come out, it must not be long before they will ripen."
Zhao Ziyang has been in many copies before and has seen many presumptuous looking ghosts. But in the past, those ghosts could at least have a human form, and the one in front of them was no longer even the most basic human form, and it made people's scalps tingle when they looked at it: "Dig it up?" ap.
You'll have to dig it out with its head and roots to make it disappear.
This ghost grows mainly underground, and now it has grown so big that it takes a little time to dig it out of the ground, and it will take ten minutes to dig it out of the ground.
Song Hongying Hood took a shovel and quickly shoveled the ground a few times: "The other ghosts have not yet shown signs of maturity, if we let this ghost mature now, it will be too early, we will have to be hunted down by it for a long time before all ten ghosts are mature."
"Aren't there five ghosts in your shed that may grow underground, and I thought that since they all grew underground, the species should be about the same, and the growth should be similar, if that's the case, maybe we can take a gamble." Zhao Ziyang said to Song Honghat, "There should also be ghosts growing underground in our shed, and we may be able to come up with ten ghosts with close maturity times."
Du Jia and Guo Tai were shoveling the soil of another head not far away, and Jiang Bei could see the pit they had dug here.
The ghost was indeed a ghost that grew underground, but it did not grow blood vessels or sarcomas, and under its head showed a bucket-like body, which had a dense hole like a honeycomb as if it had been eaten by insects, and in the hole grew white slender roots, like lotus roots.
Zhao Ziyang glanced over there and then withdrew his gaze, probably thinking that this thing looked too disgusting: "Jiang Bei, I remember that there seem to be four or five human heads in our greenhouse that haven't grown much."
Jiang Bei took out a notebook that recorded the growth of ghosts: "Three, those three heads are a little embarrassed, I originally thought it was because they were not watered enough, but now it seems that they grow underground, so they don't grow much on top."
Speaking of this, he looked at Zhao Ziyang: "You go back first and tell us about the fact that the people and ghosts in the shed will grow underground, and let them start digging to see how far those ghosts have grown underground, so that everyone can be careful and be ready to escape at any time, I guess there are already ghosts underground, which are about to mature."
"Okay." Zhao Ziyang promised to walk outside, "You guys should be careful."
"I think the ghost we dug up seems to be about to mature." Guo Tai's voice came from the other side, and I saw that he and Du Jia had dug a pit nearly one meter deep, but the ghost in the ground had not been fully exposed, and its miserable white body was full of holes the size of a baby's head, which looked very infiltrating.
"I think it's like a lotus root," Du Jia held the shovel in his hand and stared at the ghost in the ground, "and it looks like it's almost grown."
"Go dig up the other three and see," Song Red Riding Hood immediately decided, "There are now two near-maturing ghosts, both of which have matured for similar times and are both growing in the ground. Then I think the ghosts that grow in the ground may have about the same maturity time, if that's the case, we have five in the shed, Jiang Bei, you have three in the shed, this is eight ghosts with about the same maturity time, just like Zhao Ziyang said, we can gamble."
Song Hongrgy was right.
Plants that grow in the ground generally don't grow too big, so the growth cycle is not too outrageous.
"If there really are eight ghosts that have matured for about the same time, then you can really gamble." Du Jia tightened her grip on the shovel and looked at the other human head, which had not grown much.
At this time, she suddenly noticed that there seemed to be something discordant about the human head.
Du Jia was slightly stunned, and soon understood where this sense of disobedience came from-
Its eyes opened.