Chapter 185 The Scarecrow

Tang Xiaoqi kept walking along this road. Both sides of the road were full of exotic flowers and plants, most of which she had never seen before.

But Tang Xiaoqi was always thinking about that black figure in his heart, so he didn't want to stay and enjoy the scenery.

After walking for a short while, Tang Xiaoqi saw the black figure again.

The man was dressed in black, with a gray hat, and seemed to have a basket in his hand, but he stood motionless beside the wooden frame supporting the vines.

The distance is a bit far, and there are flowers and plants next to it covering it, so I can't see clearly.

Tang Xiaoqi didn't have time to think about it, fearing that the person would disappear later, he quickened his pace and rushed in that direction.

Xiao Hei didn't know why he followed, fearing that he seemed lost, so he quickened his catwalk and followed Tang Xiaoqi without missing a step.

Getting closer to that person.

Tang Xiaoqi was puzzled, so he couldn't help slowing down. Why was that man so strange? He stood there for so long and didn't even move.

Could it be... a dead person?
The grass beside the road blocked Xiao Hei's sight, and Xiao Hei couldn't help being a little curious when he saw Tang Xiaoqi's suddenly frozen face.

Looking back, there seemed to be no one around, so he asked quietly.

"Qiqi, what's wrong with you, did something happen in front, where are we going?"

"Shh."

Tang Xiaoqi put her index finger on her lips, signaling Xiao Hei not to speak, then walked lightly, and slowly approached the man in black who was facing away from her carefully.

Xiao Hei closed his mouth obediently, and followed Tang Xiaoqi curiously. After getting closer, he gradually saw the back of the man in black.

Xiao Hei stopped suddenly again, tilted his head and unconsciously looked at Tang Xiaoqi's cautious appearance, and looked at the feet of the man in black in confusion.

"Qiqi, what's wrong with you? Is there anything strange about this scarecrow in black?"

"scarecrow?"

Tang Xiaoqi made a sound in surprise, and hurried forward to lift off the hat of the man in black, revealing the neatly cut straw in an instant.

Sure enough...

Tang Xiaoqi couldn't help but fell silent. The days beside Jing Junhan seemed like a dream, which made her feel so unreal.

Every time, he seems to be able to protect her well, so good that she temporarily forgets the days when she lived in fear and doubt every day, immersed in blood and killing.

This scarecrow inexplicably reminded her of those strange madness and killing intent, those things that she wanted to get rid of, but had already been engraved in her bones.

The corners of Tang Xiaoqi's eyes were slightly red, and he forcibly suppressed the mania in his heart.

How nice it would be if she was just an ordinary person.

That's all, it's a day to live a day.

……

Tang Xiaoqi's mind gradually calmed down, and he began to look at the surrounding scenery.

It's actually quite beautiful here, and you can smell the faint fragrance of herbs everywhere, and your mood seems to improve unconsciously.

The bifurcated path connects the divided soil. Some flowers and plants are blooming and blooming brightly, and every piece of soil is scattered.

It just so happened that an unknown flower was blooming next to Tang Xiaoqi, with layers of petals, the top of which was pink, but it became paler as it went inside, and the stamens were almost white.

Tang Xiaoqi suddenly remembered the message in the post bar last night, sending flowers should work.

And isn't this ready-made? Every field seems to have a few identical flowers, so it's not a big deal to pick some separately. I was overjoyed and made a decision immediately.

Looking around, Tang Xiaoqi untied the basket tied in the scarecrow's hand, took it over and held it in his hand, and began to prepare for picking flowers.

(End of this chapter)

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