Chapter 22 Hankong Grass (Please Collect and Recommend)
Suitable accommodation? Zhuang Buyuan rummaged for a long time and found that he had nothing but a shoulder bag that he carried to and from get off work.
Zhuang Buyuan put the Hankong grass on his backpack. The root system of the Hankong grass quickly merged with the backpack, leaving only four small curled leaves the size of marbles on the top of the backpack, like some special symbol. generally.
This is just an ordinary small shoulder bag. Zhuang Buyuan always uses it to carry a wallet and power bank, and it can barely fit a tablet.
After being parasitized by the kongkong grass, a strange pattern appeared on the backpack, which looked like a root system spreading throughout the backpack, and its appearance improved by several levels.
After the parasitism of Hankong grass was completed, Zhuang Buyuan opened his backpack and looked inside, but there was no change.
Then he gently poked the small Hankong grass, and the leaves of the Hankong grass stretched out in vain. Then Zhuang not far away found that it was much bigger inside, and it could almost fit a 15-inch notebook inside.
This is the function of Kongkong grass. It is stored in a relatively closed space. Its four leaves, which are four dimensions, can be curled and stretched. The bigger they grow, the larger the internal space is, so its name is "Weiye" Curly grass."
Now, using it as a pocket like Zhuang Buyuan is only the most basic use, because it actually has the fourth dimension, but it must be cultivated to be larger.
Poke it once, and it will be bigger; poke it again, and it will be smaller. Zhuang Buyuan played with the Hankong Grass for a while, until the Hankong Grass came back with the consciousness of "It's so annoying, why do people keep poking me?" Zhuang Buyuan Then he stopped and laughed so hard that he laughed.
Zhao Min didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He turned around and went to the utility room. After a while, he came out with a small watering can and said: "Master, Hankong grass needs to devour other spaces to grow. In addition, it needs to be supplemented with nutrients frequently. Here is the nutrient solution I prepared. You can carry it with you. When you see that the color of the Kongkong grass becomes less bright, just spray it, usually two to three times a day."
Zhuang Buyuan took it and put the small watering can into his bag. He reached out and wanted to poke the Hankong grass again, and then he felt a consciousness: "I hate it, stop poking me. If you poke me again, I will get angry!"
Zhuang Buyuan touched his nose angrily, but it was quite embarrassing to be rejected by a grass.
"Follow me obediently from now on. I will raise you big." Zhuang Buyuan patted Xiaobao and said.
"I hate it!" This is the realization again.
Zhuang Buyuan was helpless. He felt that Zhao Min must have raised this little thing bad, otherwise why would he be so arrogant.
It's obviously just a piece of grass!
It took more than an hour to plant a piece of grass. Zhao Min said to Zhuang Buyuan: "Master, after planting the kongkong grass, I have to take care of the vegetable garden. Otherwise, the fertility will drop drastically, which may seriously affect the output. Is it time for you to... deal with those people outside?"
Only then did Zhuang Buyuan remember that there was a group of very ethical people from the "Golden Lock Service" company on the road outside.
As soon as Zhuang Buyuan realized something, the door of the manor opened automatically, and he heard a cry for help: "Help! Someone, come quickly, he's dead!"
"Spare us, we will never dare again!"
"Grandpa Shangui, we are blind and blind, and have offended you. Please atone for your sins..."
Zhuang Buyuan walked to the door and looked over, and saw a group of hard-working employees of the "Jinsuo Service" company scattered on the road, shouting "Tiantian Yingying" and "Ground and Earth". Every one of them turned pale with fright, and their tongues were tired. He vomited so much that even the sprint champion was almost paralyzed from exhaustion.
Seeing how frightened and tired they all looked, and then subconsciously looking at his little bag, Zhuang Buyuan felt that he understood the principle of this road that was suddenly far and suddenly near.
Isn't this road the same as Han Kongcao? It can be big or small, long or short...
Suddenly, Zhuang Buyuan had a strange idea in his mind. Could it be that the entire manor was inside a hollow grass?
This is too ridiculous.
Zhuang Buyuan shook his head to get rid of this thought, and then realized something.
The manor automatically reacted. The seven or eight people who had been howling just now suddenly heard a noise coming from their ears. They ran in the direction of the noise, and then they were stunned to find that they had returned to the stop sign. .
"Brother Wen!" The sprint champion hugged Brother Wen and started crying: "What have we encountered? It's so scary!"
"Don't... don't be afraid, there's no way there is that thing in broad daylight..." Brother Wen, who was wearing military boots, a suit and a gold chain, held the gold chain in his hand like a Buddhist bead and turned it quickly.
"Young men, did you encounter something strange in there?" An aunt passed by and saw them hugging each other and crying. She asked in a low voice. Seeing that several people were hesitant to speak, the aunt shook her head and said: "There are evil things here. I advise you. Stay away..."
After hearing this, several people looked up and saw that the long and narrow path up the mountain could be seen to the end. It seemed that there was nothing. However, only by actually walking up would you know what kind of strange place it was.
"Damn it, this kid is the one who harmed us! He brought us to this hellish place!" Several young men suddenly turned their heads and glared at Zhang Zhengxiong, "Hit him!"
"Brother Wen, I can't help it anymore, let me beat him!"
"No! We need to be civilized and collect accounts now, and we can't hit people!" Brother Wen waved his hands, "We were tricked because our skills are inferior to others, but I don't believe you can fight until the end..."
Brother Wen smiled coldly, frightening Zhang Zhengxiong until his face turned pale. He suddenly turned around and ran towards the manor, shouting: "Master of the manor, help me!"
Three or four young men grabbed him and pushed him to the ground.
"You really want to die, but we can't let you die! Who will give us money if you die!"
It was so dangerous, I almost let this guy run into that weird road.
"Get away quickly, there's evil here, it's so scary!" Brother Wen turned the big gold chain as a prayer bead and spun it faster. At this moment, he heard a beep beep sound, and a luxury car drove over. It seemed that he was suspicious of it. They were blocking the road and honking their horns to urge.
Seeing that it was a luxury car, Brother Wen and the others quickly got out of the way. Then when they saw the car trying to turn toward the mountain, Brother Wen hurriedly stopped them and said, "Wait a minute, you can't go on this mountain, it's very dangerous!"
The rear window was lowered, and a middle-aged man who looked very dignified glanced at him coldly and showed a disdainful smile.
"Damn, it's rare for me to be kind-hearted. It seems you can't be a kind-hearted person, but don't blame me for not warning you..." Brother Wen cursed angrily, but took a mouthful of car exhaust.
The luxury car turned the corner, drove up the mountain road, and then... gradually disappeared into the air.
Brother Wen shivered: "Go quickly! Go quickly!"
In the manor, Zhao Min, who was resting in the vegetable garden, stopped, stood up, and said: "Master, it seems that a temporary servant has arrived. I will go back first."
Zhuang Buyuan looked up and saw a luxury car parked outside the gate of the manor, and Deng Yali, the CEO of Yajian Company, walked in.
Deng Yali bowed to Zhuang Buyuan perfunctorily: "Master of the manor."
Information flowed: "The loyalty of the manor's deacon Deng Yali continues to decrease and will soon drop to a low level..."