I have Futian in my heart

Chapter 2 Fukuda
Zheng Xiaoming quickened his pace and walked forward, feeling something chasing after him in a trance.

He was a little scared, could it be that the same-sex couple chased him from behind?

They're all big and three thick, they don't know how to look at my skin and tender flesh, what kind of evil intentions did they have?
Thinking of this, Zheng Xiaoming felt chills in his heart.It is more frightening than any monster or ghost.

Zheng Xiaoming didn't even dare to turn his head, and continued to walk forward.

Zheng Xiaoming breathed a sigh of relief until he reached the place with street lights, and looked back, seeing a black shadow quickly rushing into the surrounding darkness.

"A stray cat, scare me!"

After Zheng Xiaoming cursed, he still didn't dare to stay for long, and hurriedly left the damn park.

But he didn't notice at all that he had just left, and a pair of eyes flashed out from the darkness behind the bushes, staring at Zheng Xiaoming's back for a long time, as if he hesitated for a moment, and finally didn't follow...

When Zheng Xiaoming returned home, the lights in the room were on.

This is a two-bedroom apartment of sixty to seventy square meters. The decoration looks very old and full of life.

That said, the house is filled with all kinds of stuff!
There are high-heeled shoes in the shoe cabinet in the entrance, and women's clothes are thrown on the sofa.Sure enough, Zheng Yingying came back.

Come back so late today!Zheng Xiaoming was very uncomfortable.

Mo Ran walked towards her own room, and saw the door of the bathroom opened, and poked out a head: "Little brother is back! I brought you a supper. It's on the coffee table."

Saying that, he shrank his head back again.

Zheng Xiaoming had already seen the take-out box on the coffee table. Not only did he not eat it, but his face turned gloomy: "Sister, you packed the leftovers from your company dinner again? Don't be ashamed to throw it away!"

Zheng Yingying's voice came from the bathroom, plausible: "What's so embarrassing, the government is still advocating CD-ROM action!

Brother, let me tell you, today's spicy crab is very delicious.I was not even willing to eat it myself, so I brought it back for you..."

Before he finished speaking, Zheng Xiaoming had already entered his room and closed the door.

Zheng Yingying is always like this. When Zheng Xiaoming was young, she heard others discuss it countless times in private, saying that her sister loves to take advantage of small things.If you have something, you have to take it home.

Although Zheng Xiaoming felt ashamed as a young man, he was more angry with himself!

His parents left due to a car accident in his early years, and it was his elder sister Zheng Yingying who raised him so much!
At that time, Zheng Xiaoming was only in elementary school, and now ten years have passed.Zheng Yingying is already twenty-seven years old, she is not married yet, and she doesn't even have a boyfriend.

Zheng Yingying is not ugly, at least she has six or seven points of appearance, and she can barely be regarded as a beauty.

It's not that no one has ever chased Zheng Yingying, but when they knew about their family's situation and that there was such a troublesome Zheng Xiaoming, everything ended without a problem.

Many times, Zheng Xiaoming thought that he might as well die cleanly, so as not to drag his sister down.

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and Zheng Yingying rushed in like a whirlwind, her almond eyes widened, and she squeezed Zheng Xiaoming's ears: "Oh, good boy, did you hear what I was talking to you just now?

You kindly bring something back for you, but you still feel ashamed!If you don't finish eating what you brought back today, I'll beat you to death, believe it or not! "

Half an hour later, Zheng Xiaoming, who was already really fragrant, ate up his portion of spicy crab.

Then obediently took the hair dryer to blow Zheng Yingying's hair.

Zheng Yingying sat on the sofa with her legs crossed and played with her mobile phone.

This made Zheng Xiaoming complain again and again: "Sister, your hair is too long, it takes so long to blow it every time, can't you cut it shorter?"

While playing with her mobile phone, Zheng Yingying gnawed on a spicy crab while wearing gloves, and said happily: "It's okay! I have a younger brother who blows my hair. I'm not afraid of trouble!"

Zheng Xiaoming rolled his eyes, you are not afraid of trouble, it is me who is troublesome.

But speaking of Zheng Yingying's thick, amazingly voluminous hair, it's really enviable in this age when girls in their teens and twenties start to complain of hair loss.

Zheng Xiaoming estimated that he should also have his own share of the credit.

It wasn't until the hair was completely dried that the elder sister showed mercy and let Zheng Xiaoming go back to the room with a wave of his hand.

Zheng Xiaoming heaved a sigh of relief, and returned to the room, only to think about the talisman paper he buried today: "The talisman paper has been buried, when I sleep, I should be able to see Futian in my dream, right?"

In the dream, he was walking along a foggy mountain road, and it seemed that after walking a few steps, he had already come to a small field surrounded by a wooden fence.

Zheng Xiaoming's heart suddenly moved: "Could it be that this is Futian? How does it look like a vegetable garden?"

The entire Futian area is not large, it is estimated that it is only thirty to fifty square meters at most, which is less than one cent of the land.

Futian is empty and overgrown with weeds, as if it has been abandoned for a long time.

Only a solitary flower grows in it, bearing a solitary, bright red fruit, which looks ripe and exudes an attractive aroma.

Zheng Xiaoming's saliva spit out all of a sudden: "Since this is Futian, then the tree grows fairy fruits, right? Eating one can increase one's skills, eating two living and dead human flesh and bones?"

Thinking of this, Zheng Xiaoming suddenly had a strong urge to go forward and pick a few to eat!

Just after taking two steps, Zheng Xiaoming stopped carefully.

Suspicious eyes looked around.

As a middle school boy who has read a lot of online novels and is coding himself, he still knows the routine very well.How could such a treasure of heaven and earth be left without something to guard it?
"Want to trick me? Are you kidding me? I'm an author of web articles. Who can understand tricks better than me?"

Zheng Xiaoming completely forgot the fact that he was just a street hitter.While planning to find something like a stick and stone to defend himself, he was still shouting: "Come out if there is any danger, I have seen through your ambush!"

In Futian, there was no sound, and there was no response to Zheng Xiaoming at all.

However, Zheng Xiaoming squeezed his chin, feeling that things should not be so simple.The danger must be hidden in it, waiting to give yourself a fatal blow when you go to pick the fruit.

Zheng Xiaoming feels that he is very experienced and must not make such a mistake!
"There is no danger here, so where is the danger?"

Just when Zheng Xiaoming was hesitating in a circle outside Futian, he didn't notice that the thick fog outside rolled up, and it seemed that something dangerous would come out.

The aroma of the fruit became stronger and more attractive.

(End of this chapter)