There is an oak tree in front of the gate of the Hundred Herb Garden. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The oak tree was very old, with rough and cracked bark and a thick layer of pale green moss. The low, stout trunk of the tree parted not far from the ground, like a giant hand holding the sky, twisting and deforming under heavy pressure.

A black-and-gray squirrel hugged an acorn, lay in his own hole, pulled his head down from the trunk, and yawned big.

The two-legged monsters under the trees began to change their skins again, and it stared at the bipeds screaming under the trees, raising their big fluffy tails and flicking them in boredom.

Every time the heavens and the earth change color, these two-legged monsters have to change their skins several times, and I have to wait until the cold white flowers fall from the sky before I can shed these dull furs and put on a warm and clean robe.

When the hole in the tree is full of acorns, it will be time to change clothes, and how long will it be, the squirrel thought as he raised the acorn in his hand and slammed it into the bipedal monster that was changing its skin under the oak tree.

This is its daily repertoire.

These bipeds are very interesting, hitting them with food, they will scream, and occasionally they will give themselves a handful of acorns.

I don't know if I can meet this kind of silly bipedal monster today.

The squirrel grabbed the trunk of the tree and poked its head out, eagerly hoping that the monster under the tree would give him a pile of acorns.

It's doomed to disappointment, though.

The biped monster who was changing the skin under the tree today was obviously very unloving, and he just yelled in annoyance and continued to concentrate on changing the skin.

I had to wait for the two-legged monsters to enter the garden, and then go down to pick up their own acorns.

The squirrel shook its big tail in disappointment, leaned against the trunk of the tree, and looked melancholy into the distance.

Warm breeze, where are you to blame the acorn biped......

Under the oak tree.

Zheng Qing didn't know that the troublemaker above his head would be so sentimental.

"If you want me to say, the school is so used to these little things. He touched the red mark on his forehead, and while putting protective clothing on his body, he shouted indignantly: "Anyway, we are the masters of the campus, and we were hit on the head by a squirrel, how embarrassing it is to say it!"

"Since you know it's embarrassing, don't nag. Fat Xin admonished earnestly, and at the same time pushed his two stubby arms behind him.

"I'll help you. Zheng Qing sighed, stretched out his hand, and helped Fat Xin pull the belt behind the protective suit tightly.

"When will we be able to dress like a professor? Fat Xin looked enviously at the professor standing at the gate of Baicao Garden, and his tone was full of expectation.

Zheng Qing stood behind him, pouting quietly, without squeaking.

A few minutes ago, Professor Li Qihuang demonstrated how to wear protective clothing for these young freshmen.

"Before you enter the park, you have to change into your work clothes. The professor pointed to the heavy leather coats in the large wooden box at his feet and explained to the students:

"The protective clothing that the school committee equipped the gardeners with is a one-piece dragon leather suit, made of the first layer of the Welsh green dragon's back skin, which is strong and tough, and has strong protection against all kinds of poisonous spore plants and pests in the garden. ”

"In addition, this kind of leather clothing is not intrusive in hot and cold, and has good adaptability to the environment, which is perfect in the environment of Baicao Garden. ”

"You must remember that this is not an outing, but a magical new world!"

As he spoke, Professor Li pulled out a set of earthy yellow wide leather coats from the box, flicked his fingers on the collar a few times, and the very bulky clothes were deftly put into Professor Li's thin body.

Then, the belt around the waist, wrists, and back of the waist snaked autonomously, tightened, and fastened together.

But when the freshmen happily poked their fingers at the collar of their clothes, the leather clothes did not move.

"Don't poke it, there are no spells etched on the collar. Xiao Xiao lifted his glasses, carefully looked at the smooth and shiny collars, and shook his head: "I just taught the spell that I should have used myself." ”

"I'd love to learn this spell. Zheng Qing was full of joy when he thought that his dream of lying in bed and getting dressed in the future could come true.

"It's a mantra that only those who take life classes have the opportunity to learn. Zhang Jixin looked at the guys who poked their collars with their fingers mockingly, laboriously put protective clothing on their bodies, and added in a sullen voice: "Of course, if you have better talents, you can also find the corresponding textbook in the library and learn this spell by yourself." ”

After putting on the protective suit, Zheng Qing inserted the short-handled shovel into the leather bag at his side, wore hard leather gloves tanned from the back leather of the five-colored deer, and held the brass watering can assigned to him by the teacher, and lined up to enter the garden.

At the front of the line, Professor Li was still chattering:

"The magic circle that shrouded the Hundred Herb Garden was attached to the school's defensive array, and it was very delicately designed. ”

"You know, each herb has its own authenticity, its own unique preferences and characteristics. It's not that digging a pit, burying some soil, and counting one, two, three, four, or five can grow authentic medicinal materials with standard efficacy. ”

"The chicken head yellow essence likes the shade, the monk's hat bellflower likes the sun, the lavender astragalus likes the shade of the sun, and the eggplant leaves and sheep's teeth like the phosphorescent light in the hole. Different plants have different light requirements. ”

"Alpine snow lotus likes clean water, five pear Jiao likes salt water, peat moss likes swamp stinky water, multi-branched willow likes dry Gobi or desert, and different plants have different water requirements. ”

"Lightning reeds like thunder and lightning, mimosas like quiet, Penglai bananas have to grow in a heavy haze, and sniper taro likes noisy environments in the morning and quiet environments in the evening. Many plants are also very demanding on the environment. ”

"The most troublesome thing is that some plants live alone and have no roots that allow grass to grow, some plants prefer to live in groups and will wilt automatically if there are fewer than a certain number of plants, and some plants must grow on another plant, such as mistletoe and oak. ”

"So, if you are in the garden of the hundred herbs one step thunder, one step of the drizzle, one step of the swamp, one step of the desert, don't panic, this is all an environment adjusted for those delicate plants. ”

Before finally entering, Professor Li was still uneasy to make an appointment with you about three chapters:

"When you enter the garden: first, listen to the teacher's instructions, second, don't move, and third, listen to the teacher's instructions and don't move!"

"Now, in order, don't rush, come one by one. ”

"Scatter ashes before you enter. ”

Professor Li grabbed a bouquet of lit incense, distributed it to all living beings, and advised: "When scattering ashes, don't push too hard, even if the ashes fall on your shoulders and hair, it doesn't matter, it's not a mantra, it's just an ancient custom...... If you throw too hard, you'll throw it in the face of the students behind you. ”

There was a burst of cheerful laughter from the crowd.

It was Zheng Qing's turn.

He took the incense stick handed to him by the professor, inserted it in the incense burner in front of the shrine in the entrance of the Baicao Garden, folded his hands, and prayed silently. When I opened my eyes, the incense stick had burned out.

Then he picked up a tuft of incense ash, gently threw it over his left shoulder, took a deep breath, and stepped into the garden.