Almighty flower care master

Crazy hands in this chapter)

Han Xue finally got an appetite to eat. When asked by Yan Keke, she remembered the sad things and couldn't eat anymore. She sighed softly, put down the chopsticks in her hand, frowned, and said sadly: " Don't ask me, I don't know."

Yan Keke drooped her little face, and said with a sad and cute little face: "Han Xue, shouldn't I ask, you eat, if you don't eat, people won't have the appetite to eat."

While talking, he stretched out his chopsticks, picked up the last poached egg, bit half of it in one bite, and ate it with relish, as if he had no appetite.

Seeing that Yan Keke was speaking human words but not acting humanly, Han Xue was so angry that she wanted to drag her out and beat her up violently. No matter how heartless you are for this little thing, there must be a limit.

Well, even if you have no lower limit, you can't hurt others with your words, but you are fine, you should eat and drink, maybe it is for the last poached egg, as for it?

Han Xue said bitterly: "Didn't you say you have no appetite? Why are you still eating?"

Yan Keke said with a smile: "Yeah, I really don't have an appetite. Otherwise, I can eat an extra poached egg. I don't know what happened today. I can't eat two."

Yan Keke finished the poached eggs in two or three bites, then took another piece of fish and put it in his own bowl, picking the bones and saying: "Han Xue, eat it quickly, it won't taste good when it gets cold. "

Seeing that Yan Keke was like this, Han Xue was shamefully defeated, sighed in a low voice, and said, "I have no appetite, I can't eat."

Yan Keke ate happily, and said, "Then I'll finish eating by myself, don't blame me for not leaving food for you."

"Eat, eat." Han Xue talked to her lazily, got up, walked upstairs, and after only two steps, Yan Keke said from below: "Han Xue, tomorrow is Saturday, I think tomorrow seems like It's okay, why don't you accompany me to buy clothes tomorrow morning, or my brother-in-law will definitely dislike her when she sees her ugly after she comes out."

Han Xue's knees softened, her feet slipped, and she almost fell down the stairs. She wished she could strangle this woman to death, so as not to waste her food!

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When Yan Keke and Han Xue had dinner, Qin Yang also started to eat dinner. The food was very simple, a bowl of clear water, a bowl of dry hard rice, and a few pickles.

I don't know what the pickles are made of. It smells sour and smelly from a distance, as if it was just fished out of a big cesspit. It makes people's stomachs churn, not to mention I ate it in my stomach.

Qin Yang didn't go to eat, he picked up the water bowl casually, brought it to his nose and smelled it, it was full of the smell of detergent and disinfectant powder, smiled wryly, Qin Yang threw the water bowl aside.

I can't finish this meal again.

Qin Yang couldn't help but feel helpless, even if he was transferred from the detention center to the prison, and he was put in a small black room, it wouldn't be impossible for him not to be given food.

These bastards are really stingy.

Qin Yang had heard of the small black house before, but after he actually entered it, he realized that it was different from what he had imagined. The small black house was not just a dark house without windows. The house doesn't even count.

In a small airtight space of less than three square meters, there is a toilet. The outside is locked by an iron door. There is no skylight, no light, and no fingers.

What's even more strange is that it is unknown what material this small room is made of. People are locked inside, and if they are isolated from the outside world, they cannot hear the sound from outside at all.

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Even if he wanted to sleep, he couldn't straighten his body, so he could only sleep sitting or standing up.

No wonder some people say that normal people, when locked in a small black room, will either become crazy or foolish... If you are lucky, you have not become crazy or stupid, then you may not be able to bear it anymore The pressure, suicide!

When a person dies, once everything is settled, he will naturally not become crazy or stupid.

Of course Qin Yang would not commit suicide. For ordinary people, being imprisoned in such a place is tantamount to committing suicide slowly, but for him, it is just enough for him to calm down and do what he wants to do.

Qin Yang sat cross-legged, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, and quietly settled down.

The darkness is still boundless darkness, but at the moment when Qin Yang's eyes are closed, time seems to be accelerated, and it flows in Qin Yang's mind at a strange speed.

With a "boom", a blood-colored red lotus slowly appeared in Qin Yang's sea of ​​consciousness, piercing through the bluish-white chaotic airflow.

The red lotus is as bright as blood, radiant with brilliance, giving people a feeling that it is not open in the world, it is indescribably dazzling, and it is breathtaking.

"Hey, that's not right!"

After the lotus came out of his mind, Qin Yang soon realized that there was something wrong with this lotus. It was a red lotus with nine petals. It didn't grow in the water, but floated on the lotus platform, and the lotus stamens were hidden in the petals. Among them, it is faintly visible, but the luster of the lotus stamen is too dim, and it has never emerged. It seems that this red lotus has bloomed to the extreme and may wither and fall at any time.

But it was still wrong, and soon Qin Yang discovered that this was not a lotus flower that had already fully bloomed. The whole body of the lotus flower, which was crystal clear like ruby, only had four petals bloomed, and the rest of the five petals were formed in a way that made the lotus bloom. The indescribable textures are connected into a strange totem, tightly wrapping the lotus stamens, and there is no intention of blooming for a long time.

"What's going on here? Why does a lotus flower only bloom with four petals, but what about the rest? Why hasn't it bloomed for so long?"

In Qin Yang's sea of ​​consciousness, following the flow of his consciousness, one after another divine light spun rapidly, intersecting and merging non-stop, representing the ultimate contradiction.

Qin Yang restrained his mind, focused all his attention, and used the divine light in the sea of ​​consciousness to hit the red lotus with all his strength, trying to make the red lotus bloom completely, but the red lotus was like a dead thing, without any reaction.

However, when Qin Yang hit the red lotus, he discovered another phenomenon, that is, every time he hits, a stream of light will burst out on the petals of the red lotus.

First black, then white, then purple, then blue... These four colors are extremely dim, and are extremely difficult to detect, and these four colors are intertwined with red, and finally Disappeared into the invisible, only one color remains, the color of blood red and blood red.

"This……"

Qin Yang only felt a slight shock in his mind, and there was a buzzing sound, and he suddenly remembered a sentence Nan Qiaomu once said to him-a lotus has nine petals, and the petals are very different.

Qin Yang originally listened to this sentence as a joke, but right now, it doesn't seem to be a joke, because, quietly, he has verified the correctness of this sentence.

But what do these four petals represent?

What do the five petals that have never bloomed represent?

Qin Yang thought about it, but couldn't figure it out. When he tried to use the divine light in the sea of ​​​​spiritual consciousness to attack Honglian again, he found it strange that his mind had turned into chaos at some point. In the sea, there is nothing left, even the red lotus has disappeared into nothingness.

Honglian didn't know when it disappeared without a trace, as if it had never existed, and it seemed that Qin Yang had just dreamed a colorful and magnificent dream.

But Qin Yang knew very well that this was not a dream.

Because, he clearly felt the four-petaled lotus petals blooming, and the indescribable shock still lingered in his heart.

But why did it suddenly become like this.

Could it be, could it be that there is a problem in a certain link, but where is the problem?

Qin Yang thought about it and couldn't figure it out. If he found the color difference of the four-petaled lotus petals and made him crazy, then at this moment, the red lotus disappeared for no reason, but it seemed to be splashed head-on. The cold water made him feel completely cold all over. <Summer, autumn and winter, running through the cycle of the four seasons, the feeling in it is indescribable.

"But, it's still wrong..." Qin Yang muttered to himself again, but he himself didn't know what was wrong.

The eyes slowly opened, and the eyes seemed to be incomparably dim because all the energy had been exhausted, the pupils were cloudy, and a hazy shadow was cast over them.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Qin Yang realized that before he knew it, his whole body was already drenched. Even if he was sitting on the ground, he still felt as if a mountain was pressing on his head, and he couldn't breathe due to the pressure.

The indescribable pressure, like the pressure of Mount Tai, almost made Qin Yang collapse and go crazy. He could not help but let out high-pitched neighs one after another in his throat, piercing his heart... Sweating profusely, and his pores seemed to be pressed one by one Along with the sweat, the blood "hiss...hiss..." like sharp swords, shot out through the clothes, instantly staining his clothes red.

Qin Yang couldn't bear this extreme torment anymore, wished he could hit his head against the wall and commit suicide.

"Why did it become like this? Am I going to die?" Qin Yang's pupils swelled unknowingly, and there seemed to be a layer of blood boiling in those black eyeballs.

"Ah...my fate is up to me...I'm not willing..." Qin Yang suddenly jumped up from the ground, and punched out like the wind, hitting the steel wall, creating a depression fist print.

Then, Qin Yang's limbs straightened suddenly, and he fell straight on the ground, fainting to death!