Chapter 89 Beauty Fruit

I don't know how long it has been under the red moonlight. As I saw before, the sparse weeds and large stones poured out the invisible desolation and played a red moon lonely song. The sad night wind turned around, but I couldn't sing the loneliness coordinated from the bottom of my heart.

"It's here!" Zhou Yisheng couldn't help asking when he saw Wang Jingzhu standing still and looking up to the moon, as if he was enjoying the moonlight bath.

"Hmm! Here, do you feel the difference here? Wang Jingzhu snorted comfortably from his nostrils and asked.

Zhou Yisheng tried his best to find the answer from Wang Jingzhu's expressionless face, but he could not see that he was lying to himself or deliberately pretentious. He dared not relax his vigilance and began to feel the so-called difference in his mouth.

The wind blowing on the face seems not as cold as before, but a little cold. The cold can't penetrate the skin and penetrate the bones. You can also feel the heat in the wind, such as a beauty's face, but itching makes people react in this strange place. Ah! This place seems to be different from those places before.

"Yes, take a good look ahead! Those things in the fog. Wang Jingzhu pointed to the plain where he couldn't see his head in front of him and said, and he was very proud to hold his arms.

Zhou Yisheng looked at it with his hand. There was only a boundless darkness, but under the moonlight, he could faintly see the mist, like a layer of gauze covering the flat ground. It was this layer of imperceptible mist that made his sight change, thinking that there was a hopeless and desperate plain ahead.

At a close look, there is a faint blue light in the mist, which flows. In this monotonous world, it seems to be a gorgeous fairy light, which makes people feel uncontrollable to catch him.

"What is that?" Seeing such a wonderful thing, Zhou Yisheng's heart gradually let go. He turned his head with some unbelievable. There was no big red and purple, only a little wave suddenly appeared in loneliness, and a little blue light in the darkness was enough to be engraved in the depths of his memory for a lifetime.

"Let's go! Although it tastes bad, it's enough to fill your stomach. Wang Jingzhu said casually and walked forward.

Zhou Yisheng followed and walked into the fog and suddenly changed a scene. It seemed that he had changed another world. Here, a blue and red entangled flame flew out of a group of hills, illuminating this world, but in the mist, it was strangely impenetrable.

The short mountain bags are different in height. The high ones are as magnificent as mountains, and you can only look up. The short ones are just like mounds.

The mist is like a big room. The light can only echo in the room, but it can't shine out, illuminating the mist. If you look carefully, the jumping flame is like a lantern. Although it is blue and red, the light emitted is pale.

"Are these ghost fires?" Zhou Yisheng touched it gently with one hand and found that there was no temperature at all, and it was even a little cold. He asked doubtfully.

The ghost fire seemed to have life and was very afraid of life. It was touched by Zhou Yisheng, floated to the distance, then merged together, and continued to beat.

"Yes, these are ghost fires, and the mountain bags here are also tombs. These ghost fires are the lowest level of ghosts and the favorite food of ghosts." Wang Jingzhu said indifferently. After saying that, he walked to the cyan vine growing from the grave. The vine circled up. The leaves were crisp and dripping, and the full seemed to be full of juice. There was a ball of green fruit hanging on the shining blue vine. It was this cyan fruit. The blue light flowing out was very dazzling and picked it casually. He wiped his clothes and took a bite, and a strong fruity fragrance filled with it.

Zhou Yisheng sucked his nose. The fruity smelled so good that people couldn't help moving his index finger. Now Zhou Yisheng has been hungry for a few days, but this is from the advantage of the grave. He is fighting in his heart whether to eat or not. After all, this is far from his bottom line.

"Why, do you dislike that this is something from the dead? I don't want to eat it! Ha ha! Let me ask you the simplest question. Do you eat shit? Wang Jingzhu's words are unpleasant. In the end, if he were someone else, I'm afraid he would immediately turn against him!

Zhou Yisheng thought about it carefully, yes! My bottom line is that I will never eat people, but this grows from plants. Just like watering crops with human dung, it is at least many times better than eating human flesh. Why can't you eat it? Once he was happy, Zhou Yisheng was not entangled. He grabbed a long green fruit and bit it down. The fragrance was diffuse, but it almost made his cheeks cramp.

"Bah! Bah!" Zhou Yisheng awkwardly spit out the melon meat in his mouth and complained, "What kind of smell is this! It smells so good. Why is it bitter and a little spicy, but the worst is still too sour.

"Do you know what name I gave this melon? Beauty melons look beautiful and smell good, but they may not taste good. This is one of the traditional Chinese medicines, which can only be tasted carefully. Wang Jingzhu spit out the melon meat wrapped in his mouth, smiled at Zhou Yisheng, and suddenly said, "This is the end of your previous face, hey hey! This melon has to be well-known. It depends on your character and luck!"

Wang Jingzhu casually threw out the cucumber or beauty melon that bit only took a few bites in his hand, and joked Zhou Yisheng to walk to a small vine. The fruit has been green enough to be a little emerald green. It doesn't look delicious. Maybe it's sour enough to sour teeth! Wang Jingzhu picked off this very small beautiful melon, which didn't look full at all, threw it to Zhou Yisheng, and said generously, "Try it!"

Zhou Yisheng took the small and sour melon in his nose and smelled it carefully. The appearance of this fruit is not good at all. Compared with those full fruits, it is ugly and unsightly. At first glance, it even seems that such a thing is highly poisonous. Zhou Yisheng gently bit his skin and licked it with the tip of his tongue. The juice had no taste. It was as plain as water. He took another bite hard, chewed a few times, and swallowed it into his stomach without any taste. After a long time, his mouth was fragrant, and the hunger in his abdomen quickly subsided.

"Hehe! You are not bad. You actually believe me." Wang Jingzhu himself took one, bit it up, and lay on his back on this small mound. Maybe it should be more suitable for the small grave pile, with a little free and casualness in the roughness.

Beauty fruit! Zhou Yisheng carefully understood the meaning. The name is very appropriate, but Zhou Yisheng feels that he should call his wife fruit better. Beauty is like these beautiful cucumbers, taken as his wife. Her appearance cannot be used to live, but these ugly fruits are restrained in fragrance and delicious food, and taste like water, but After the taste, the mouth is fragrant, but the beauty fruit is more poetic.

Looking at Wang Jingzhu sitting on a small mound, Zhou Yisheng suddenly felt that this person had a heavy heart. Maybe he misunderstood him! He asked, "What are you going to do?" Do you really live your life on these tasteless fruits and don't go outside to experience life?

"I don't know that the outside world is too tired. Although it is dangerous, it is very quiet. No one disturbs me, and no one is always teaching me in my ear. My master has been lonely for too long. Although he has a problem with his head, he is very good to me. Teach me martial arts and accompany me here for him. Guard the tomb." Wang Jingzhu took the initiative to talk about his master, but he only mentioned a few words and didn't say much.

"Waiting their graves... Who are they! I think your master is a peerless master. Why did you guard these inconspicuous graves?" Zhou Yisheng felt that everything here was very strange. In addition to the cemetery, where could the roasted arm in the Buddha hall dig graves? However, the madman outside guarded this place, which reminded people of the word guardianship and self-theft, and became more disgusted with Wang Jingzhu, the madman master.

"Who are they, who are you, who am I, why entangled? People die like lights out, and in the end they are just a cup of loess. But they don't want to extinguish it. It's difficult to ignite these ghost fires and live another life! Difficult! Difficult!" The old voice sounded, and the madman emanating from the split head came in. The ghost fire seemed to be his children, beating happily beside him and didn't care about his evil spirit at all.

Zhou Yisheng was stunned. He thought that he could detect people below the list in such a spacious place, but now the madman suddenly spoke so close. His cold hair on his back stood upside down, his muscles tightened, and he was ready to escape at any time.

"I've seen you!" The madman seemed to see Zhou Yisheng's face clearly, and the eyebrows hidden in his hair stood up and roared at Zhou Yisheng.

Chongqing is very hot these days, and the fan in the small bedroom is not good! It's very hot. I haven't had heatstroke. I feel dizzy. And the most depressing thing is the exam, and I have to review. I don't have much time to code words. Please forgive me! Recommended, kind-hearted brother, give me a ticket!

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