"Ahhhh what is this!!"
There were screams coming from the hut, and the wooden door was banging loudly. The person inside seemed to have encountered something extremely terrible and was desperately trying to escape.
A bird on the roof was startled and flew to the top of the tree.
The sun cast pale golden rays through the leaves, falling on the abandoned mud hut. The green plants quickly sprouted and grew, climbing up the mud walls and roof in circles. The shaky wooden door was entangled by soft vines one after another and closed again. More branches, like snakes smelling prey, found any tiny gaps to drill into the house.
In the blink of an eye, the cottage was wrapped in layers of green raspberry leaves.
The rich vitality has a fatal attraction to the creatures of the forest. Birds flutter their wings lightly and land to eat raspberries. Herbivores nibble on the tender branches and green leaves. Suddenly, all these birds and small animals scatter and flee. It turns out that the snake lurking in the bushes also smells the rich vitality and rustles towards the cabin, but is blocked outside by the thorny branches and leaves, so it can only keep circling and trying to find a gap.
A hissing sound was heard, and these colorful snakes suddenly seemed to smell danger. They swam around in all directions and soon disappeared into the grass.
The pads of flesh landed lightly on the ground, their fur shiny and smooth, and seven or eight furry predators appeared around the room.
The middle-aged man covered his face and screamed, blood dripping from the cracks between his fingers. In front of him, a thick and thorny raspberry branch was shaking, sprouting branches and leaves in large clumps, which were several times larger than ordinary raspberries.
The branches and leaves of the raspberry tree were covered with dense thorns, which were half an inch long at this time. As the branches twitched continuously and grew, they forced the man to retreat step by step.
Raspberries are very resilient and can be found everywhere, in mountains, wild fields, in the fields, and even in front of and behind houses. They can grow vigorously even in the poorest soil and produce ruby-like sweet and sour fruits...but the man has never seen such growth.
Cheng Yaoyao slowly stood up, holding onto the wall. The gnarled and thorny branches bent in front of her, isolating her from danger. Cheng Yaoyao, with her fair skin and red lips, looked even more enchanting and bizarre among the branches.
The man stared at Cheng Yaoyao and screamed in horror: "You... who the hell are you! Damn it, there's a ghost!"
In the brief moment when he screamed, the soil beneath his feet rumbled and a trench was arched up. The moment the tender branches emerged from the ground, they began to grow rapidly, and the thorny branches drilled into his legs.
The man didn't care about anything else and ran out. He was hooked by the branches and bled profusely: "I want to get out, I want to get out!"
The man collided heavily with Cheng Nonuo.
"Idiot!" Cheng Nonuo shook him off, staring wildly at Cheng Yaoyao behind the branches, and walked towards her. "The spiritual spring is really on you! How did you do it? ... How did you do it?"
The thorny branches of the raspberry tree scratched Cheng Nuonuo and made her bleed, but her eyes became more and more crazy. She split the raspberry branches as if she didn't care about the pain and squeezed towards Cheng Yaoyao.
Cheng Yaoyao didn't know that the dew on the lotus leaf had such an effect. The raspberry branches separated Cheng Nonuo from her, but also blocked the window through which she could escape. Cheng Yaoyao was squeezed between the corners of the wall and the branches, watching Cheng Nonuo approaching with his eyes wide open, and his heart was tense.
A low meow sounded, Cheng Yaoyao turned his head and saw a pair of furry pointed ears emerging from the gap in the window, followed by a round head. The window was blocked by thick branches, and there were many thorns on the raspberry branches. The little white cat used its whiskers to compare and poked its head in from the gap in the lower right corner of the window.
Cheng Yaoyao covered his mouth: Brew! If it wasn't the wrong timing, Cheng Yaoyao would have wanted to ask it: Where did you take my Jianjian?
At this moment, Cheng Yaoyao felt as if he had found a life-saving straw: "Niang Niang, go find Xie Zhao! Go find Jian Jian!"
"What is that?" Cheng Nonuo noticed something strange on Cheng Yaoyao's side.
The brewing suddenly shrank back.
Cheng Yaoyao: “…”
Cheng Nonuo stepped on the branches and leaves under his feet and moved a few steps closer to Cheng Yaoyao. Cheng Yaoyao hurriedly dripped some spiritual spring water on the raspberries.
The branches began to grow again, but this time the growth rate was visibly slower. Cheng Yaoyao was secretly anxious, but he said, "I don't know what you are talking about! Is there something strange in this room? Look behind you, is there someone?"
The middle-aged man almost peed his pants: "There is a ghost here, I want to get out, hurry up, open the door!"
"It doesn't matter if you don't tell me." Cheng Nonuo's face twitched, and he pulled away the branches and leaves blocking the road with his bloody hands. He shouted to the middle-aged man, "Stop shouting! If you want to get out, help me cut these branches!"
"There's a ghost... No, it's... It's the mountain god, it's a demon. If you chop it, you'll get punished!" The middle-aged man shivered. Tianshui Village is backed by deep mountains, and everyone grew up listening to stories about mountain spirits and ghosts. Even the "Four Olds" campaign failed to eradicate his deep-rooted superstitious ideas.
Cheng Nuonuo said angrily, "No ghost! If you don't catch her, we really won't be able to get out today. Or do you want to wait for Xie Zhao to come over?"
The middle-aged man burst into tears and fell to the ground in regret: "I won't do it anymore. I won't do such a wicked thing anymore. Let me out now!"
Cheng Nonuo sneered: "It's too late. Don't forget, you are the one who kidnapped him. It will be bad for you if the matter is exposed."
Upon hearing this, Cheng Yaoyao hurriedly said, "As long as you let me out, I promise not to hold you responsible!"
The middle-aged man wavered immediately, but heard Cheng Nuonuo sneer: "How old are you? You still believe her words? Even if she doesn't hold you responsible, do you think Xie Zhao will let you go? I'm a woman, even if I go to the police station, I can't be held responsible. You are different. The crime of hooliganism... you will be punished with peanuts."
The middle-aged man was stared at by Cheng Nonuo's venomous eyes, and a chill ran down his back: "You... you wanted me to take the blame from the beginning! You stinky bitch!"
Cheng Nuonuo chuckled: "A fly won't bite an egg without any seams. You've been keeping an eye on her for half a year, and I'm doing this to help you. Haven't you noticed that these branches are growing slower? Help me catch her!"
The man's eyes flickered between the strange branches and Cheng Yaoyao's face. He finally overcame his fear, gritted his teeth, and took out his hatchet to chop the branches.
Cheng Yaoyao was busy pouring spiritual spring water on the raspberries. The raspberries began to sprout again, covering the cut branches again. More spiritual spring water seeped into the soil, and the entire cottage was covered with green branches and leaves. The flowers bloomed and withered, and the fruits turned from green to red. In the blink of an eye, the fruits were bright red like blood.
The growth rate of the raspberry branches finally slowed down. The middle-aged man chopped a small path with a hatchet, and the path squeezed through the thorny branches and leaves. The blood and pain stimulated his animal desire. He stared at Cheng Yaoyao while panting.
Cheng Yaoyao's spiritual spring was almost exhausted, and he was forced into a corner with nowhere to retreat.
Cheng Yaoyao could no longer conceal the panic on his face, and he shouted to Cheng Nonuo, "Don't come over here! I...I'll give you the spiritual spring, and you tell him to get out of here!"
There was a scratch from the corner of Cheng Nonuo's mouth to the corner of his eye, like a weird smile: "If we don't let him succeed, we won't be grasshoppers on the same rope. Tsk, if you had listened to me earlier, wouldn't it be fine?"
"Get away from me, don't touch me... Get away!" The middle-aged man's foul breath and the smell of blood hit Cheng Yaoyao's face. He couldn't control his collapse and screamed, but was slammed heavily against the wall, and his consciousness instantly became blurred.
At that moment, the door panel was kicked hard, making a loud noise. The whole house shook and mud fell down.
The middle-aged man let go of Cheng Yaoyao, revealing a suspicious expression: "This time...what is this time?"
There was another roar outside, and the door panel was kicked heavily to the ground.
Bright sunlight poured in, and a tall and slender figure stood at the door, with a hatchet tightly grasped in his muscular arms. Xie Zhao was bathed in sunlight, but he reminded people of the evil Asura in hell, with red eyes and murderous aura.
Xie Zhao's face and arms were covered with scratches, and blood was oozing out. A strong and surging Yang Qi swept over him. The pain in Cheng Yaoyao's body instantly melted away, and everything in front of him seemed to be covered with a layer of water film, and the sound became slow and distant.
But a voice in her heart told her: Xie Zhao is here.
Cheng Yaoyao lowered his eyes and completely lost consciousness.
…
After throwing the man who looked like a paralyzed mud on the ground, Xie Zhao slowly raised his eyes and looked at Cheng Nonuo's face. His face was splattered with blood, and his narrow eyebrows and eyes were full of hostility.
Cheng Nuonuo's teeth chattered, and he pointed the scissors at Xie Zhao with both hands: "As long as you...as long as you let me go, I can tell you a secret!"
Xie Zhao's eyes were like looking at garbage on the roadside, without any emotion, and he approached her step by step. Cheng Nuonuo was terrified, she saw clearly how Xie Zhao dealt with the middle-aged man just now. Her legs were weak, and she said without caring about anything: "It's about Cheng Yaoyao's secret!"
Xie Zhao paused, his narrow eyes showing a hint of ripples.
Cheng Nonuo thought her words worked, and continued, "Didn't you find out that Cheng Yaoyao has a secret? The food she cooks is delicious, she is getting more and more beautiful, and the food she gives you can make you healthy... Don't you think it's strange?"
Cheng Nuonuo's face twisted with anger that she even believed herself: "Those are all fake! She stole the treasure from me! Don't look at me like that, I'm not lying, it's true... really! Don't come over here!"
Cheng Nonuo covered her head and shrank back in fear, not caring about the screams from being stabbed by the raspberry branches.
Xie Zhao did not hit her. He walked towards Cheng Yaoyao indifferently as if he was passing by a pile of garbage without stopping for a moment.
The scene in the house was strange. Thick green raspberry branches and leaves grew out from the walls and rushed across the house, almost breaking the roof. Only the area around Cheng Yaoyao was clean and tidy. However, he turned a blind eye and walked towards Cheng Yaoyao over the bloody thorns.
Cheng Yaoyao is very delicate and will cry out in pain if she gets a little bump. Cheng Yaoyao likes to be clean and takes a bath every day. She won't wear clothes with even a wrinkle. Cheng Yaoyao is always proud and bright. Her peach blossom eyes are slightly raised, which makes people reluctant to give in to her temper.
At this time, one side of Cheng Yaoyao's face was red and swollen, stained with dust, her long eyelashes drooped, and she curled up in a ball. Her dress was even more stained.
Xie Zhao's jawline was tense. He took off his blood-stained coat and wiped his hands clean. Then he reached out his hand carefully and held Cheng Yaoyao in his arms.
Cheng Yaoyao moved slightly and rubbed against his arms affectionately. The beast in his heart finally calmed down, and he put his lips on Cheng Yaoyao's hair and kissed him non-stop.
His lost and found treasure.
His little goblin.
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