Chapter 156 155. Mutated Ginseng
The sun had already set when he returned home. Huaiyu put the rock sugar into a jar and then came to the edge of the tree house.
There is now a cluster of lush wisteria growing here. The flowering period has passed, and only green leaves and winding stems remain. It is not conspicuous among the tall weeds.
However, in the space cleared next to the tree house, a row of square-hole bricks were still neatly placed there, with thin green stems of varying heights inside, and only two or three pitiful green leaves on them.
Huaiyu counted them one by one and found that there were 8 mutant ginsengs in total.
Five of the trees had half of their trunks cut off by Wu Yue, and all of them have grown thin and young. She picked the most vigorous one and brought it directly back home.
Originally, these ginsengs were to be moved back to their new home, but although she didn't know how to grow ginseng, she had heard of forest ginseng and the like, which should need a place with shade from trees to grow well.
Therefore, after hesitating for a while, Huaiyu returned to the wisteria tree house.
There is light here, but not much. It can more or less simulate its living environment... I guess.
Although the simulation is also very sloppy.
But at least with the help of their supernatural powers, they all managed to survive.
Now, the mutant ginseng that looked like small carrots had been dug out from the square-hole bricks and was planted by Huai Yu in the open space at the door.
Then, he used both the initiation and purification of superpowers simultaneously. Soon, he could feel the roots taking root in the soil and growing rapidly.
The stem above the head became thicker and thicker, and palm-like leaves unfolded in clusters, followed by clusters of small flowers.
Even though it was just a small change, it consumed a lot of energy. Huaiyu became happier and panted slightly. He went back to the house, pinched out a ball of cotton, and gently swept it on the flowers.
After resting for a while, he used his supernatural power again.
…
Huaiyu woke up in a daze and found that it was pitch black all around her. The stars in the sky were shining brightly, but there was a cool chill around her.
Something beside her was carefully touching her cheek with its tentacles, and something was jumping up to her shoulder. She turned her head and tried to make out its outline in the night -
It's Kataro, and the ugly little chicken at home that has just molted.
"I fell asleep?"
She sat up in a daze, and after thinking for a while, she realized that she had been constantly promoting the growth of the mutant ginseng. The seeds fell off and bloomed again. After three or five rounds, she lost consciousness...
Ginseng!
Huai Yu was startled and quickly groped around on the pitch-black ground, but he couldn't find the unique stem for a long time.
After thinking for a while, he carefully raised his feet, groped his way back to the house, and took out the solar lamp.
but--
Under the bright light, the empty square brick hole is in front of me, and the pit dug for planting ginseng is also on the side.
Only the soil in the middle of the pit was loose, as if it had been disturbed by something, and there was no trace of the ginseng that had grown exceptionally strong before she fell asleep.
“…”
Huaiyu stood there blankly holding the lamp, but could not think of any other memories.
Look at Kataro and the chick again. The former is still holding the meatballs, moving them one by one into the bowl in the nest, like a hard-working porter.
The latter perfectly followed the weather, going out to dig the soil to find food during the day, and returning to sleep as soon as it got dark. The reason why she was jumping on Huaiyu's shoulder just now was simply because she happened to fall next to the chicken coop...
Just asking for permission.
So... such a big ginseng is gone?
The key point is that it is not clear how it disappeared. With the Rose Corridor, it is impossible for someone to steal it! As for the companions around him, even Kuang Biao and Xiaotian are not such bamboo rats.
So, how did it get lost?
It couldn't be that the ginseng grew legs and ran away?
When she thought of this, for some reason, an idea suddenly popped up in her mind - the ginseng seemed to need to be tied up with a red string, otherwise it would escape underground...
Huaiyu: “…”
Think about it, if bamboo can talk, it makes sense for ginseng to run around.
Reasonable, right? Reasonable, but she was unwilling to accept it! She searched back and forth with the lamp, almost touching the ground, but after more than half an hour, she almost found the back of the house, but still couldn't see any trace of him.
Instead, my stomach started to growl.
She remembered the height line she had carved on the door, and turned off the light and went back to the house in a depressed mood. When she stretched out her hand to cook, she found that her whole body was sore and she couldn't use any supernatural power.
——Okay, drink the nutrient solution tonight.
Now that I'm rich, I drink two packs at a time! ...
And at this moment, in the bamboo forest behind the house.
A big ginseng that looks like a fat white radish, with a tall stem, green leaves and red fruits on top, is moving carefully from side to side, holding on to a bamboo pole with its thin roots.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
The top of its head was so high and heavy that every step it took was unstable and it took a long time to steady itself.
The layers of fallen leaves in the bamboo forest and the thin roots pressing on them made a rustling sound, which made its already small courage shrink even more.
It was not until he reached the depths of the pitch-black bamboo forest and saw the light in the house in front of him dimly lit up that Fat Radish Ginseng finally shook his body and fell to the ground.
The bamboo forest was completely quiet, with only the rustling sound of the wind.
"What the hell are you?"
Suddenly someone spoke.
The fat ginseng on the ground rolled over once, twice, and three times before he sat up again, and then he threw himself on the ground without hesitation.
But in a flash, it was bounced up by the dense, hard and strong bamboo roots that had already occupied the territory.
At this moment, it was dizzy and holding the shaking pole above its head, and then it continued to stumble forward.
"Why are you running? I'm asking you what the hell is going on."
The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and a few bamboo leaves fluttered down. The moment they hit the ground, they seemed to be stuck firmly in front of the fat ginseng like pieces of iron, causing it to instantly retract its whiskers and dare not move.
After a long while, he stammered, "I, I, I am, a human, a human, a human..."
"You're a ghost!" Kuang Biao said impatiently: "Just because I'm a bamboo doesn't mean I don't have eyes. Look at how fat you are, do you look like a human?"
"You are just a carrot spirit, and you are trying to flatter yourself across races - Tsk! You are nothing special!"
"You have low self-esteem?"
"——Ginseng!" Fat Ginseng finally stammered and finished the sentence.
Kuang Biao: “…”
The leaves were silent for a moment, and then it said without much apology: "Oh, stuttering."
After a while he spoke again: "Does ginseng look like you?"
"I, I, this is, this is--" Before it could finish, Kuang Biao commented again: "Well, it's white and fat like a radish. Eating one can fill your stomach. It does look very nutritious."
Update 2, good night! I’m writing furiously next door!