"Suddenly, like the spring breeze of the night, thousands of pear trees are in bloom."
"There is no snow, but the pear flower is like snow. Snow is pear flower and pear flower is snow. They are all the same beauty!"
Young people in twos and threes walk among the pear trees in full bloom, breathing deeply with sweet air. Some girls occasionally pick up the pear flowers falling on the ground and put them in front of their nose to smell gently with an intoxicated look.
In the northwest of Shencheng, a new 1000 mu pear garden has been opened. Just at the beginning of spring, it has attracted countless young men and women. Although 51 tickets are not cheap, many young people have no hesitation to take out their pockets and enter the pear garden to enjoy flowers and rest.
The fast pace of life in the metropolis makes it difficult for them to have such opportunities to enjoy relaxation. Even if the location here is far away and partial, there is still an endless stream of young people coming here.
"It's so beautiful. If only I could live here all the time!"
Among the many young people, a young man in his early twenties with long hair stretched out his hands and said with emotion in the face of the pear flowers in the garden.
"It's not easy. Take your drawing board and live here!"
As soon as the young man finished, his companions answered, the young man with long hair likes painting and studies art, but his job is interior design. It is impossible to have this time to go where he wants to go with the drawing board. Even during holidays, he often has to work overtime.
Sure enough, as soon as his companion finished speaking, the young man with long hair complained, "Gu Zheng, you don't have back pain when you stand and talk. We should all be like you. We should have a good father and a good job. We won't work hard and can't afford a house!"
"That is, Gu Zheng, we only have this time. We can't go where we want!"
Several companions around him supported the young man with long hair. The man who spoke before smiled and shook his head: "a good place is enough once, and more will lose its freshness!"
Gu Zheng, 23, is a food critic. In short, he tastes food everywhere, then writes comments and publishes them on some tourism and food websites and magazines. His work makes countless people envy, envy and hate. He has delicious food every day and can make money.
Work is good, but the income is general, only enough for him to spend his own expenses, but there is a good father, the father of ancient struggle in France, is Michelin 3-star chef, earning millions of euros per year, income is secondary, ancient food for the father to make food is not really ordinary, otherwise it can not afford to argue against this ancient tricky mouth, ancient food reviews are famous for their delicacy. Otherwise, his income is definitely more than that.
"What is this?"
Gu Zheng suddenly lowers his head and picks up a dirty stone. The stone is wrapped with a layer of black soil. The problem is that there is no such black soil here. If Gu Zheng hadn't picked it up, others would think it was a rotten brick.
Gently wipe off the black soil and expose the black stone surface below. The whole stone is not invisible. It is a bit like an animal, but it can't see the specific animal, which only gives the abstract feeling of the race.
"Who knows, it must be the broken stones falling from the mountain!"
The young man with long hair responded first. After saying this, he stopped looking at the stone in Gu Zheng's hand. For him, the white pear flowers here are more attractive.
"It may also be the meteor that fell yesterday. In that case, Gu Zheng will send it. Don't forget to invite us to dinner at that time!"
Another companion said with a smile. Last night they had barbecue and beer together. At 9 p.m., they saw a meteor flying in the sky. Everyone made a wish yesterday.
"Meteors are meteorites. Even if they fall, they won't be here, let alone covered with earth!"
Gu Zheng said with a smile. His friend's words made him very happy, but he also knew it was impossible, but the more he touched the stone, the more he gave him a novel feeling, as if there was something in the stone that attracted him.
"Ouch!"
Gu Zheng suddenly covered his hand, and the stone also fell to the ground. A trace of bright red blood quickly rushed out of his fingertips. The long haired young man and several other companions hurried forward. No one noticed that the stone mouth on the ground was a bit like an animal. A drop of blood was rapidly integrating into the whole stone, and the whole stone slowly became transparent and finally disappeared.
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"Gu Zheng, how do you feel when you wake up?"
Gu Zheng slowly opened his eyes. There was a white ceiling and white wall. There was a strange smell of medicine around him. He turned his head twice. He finally determined that this was a hospital.
"Huang Tao, I'm fine. Why am I here?"
Gu Zhengwen asked the young man who called him, that is, the young man with long hair and the designer who likes painting.
"You scratched your hand in the pear garden and fainted. We couldn't wake you up, so we sent you to the hospital. This is the emergency room!"
Huang Tao answered quickly and said hurriedly, "how do you feel now? The doctor said you're OK, but it's not clear why you're in a coma. You need to have a detailed examination. Du Yang and Zhao Yongkui have paid!"
Du Yang and Zhao Yongkui mentioned by Huang Tao are the other two of them this time. The four are good friends. This time, Huang Tao proposed to see Lihua. Finally, they came together at the weekend, but no one expected that Gu Zheng would be injured and have been in a coma for so long. It has been two hours since he was in a coma.
"I'm fine. You call them. I don't need to check."
Feel it on your body. Gu Zheng shakes his head hard. There is no discomfort on your body. The wound on your hand is also very small. You have already stuttered and wrapped up. You won't even feel your head.
"Tie Xian inheritance, officially launched!"
A dull voice sounded in Gu Zheng's mind. He suddenly sat up straight and shouted, "who, who is talking?"
"Gu Zheng, what's the matter with you? No one is talking. I haven't called yet!"
Huang Tao hurried forward again and grabbed Gu Zheng. His eyes were full of worry. Gu Zheng's eyes stared round and kept looking around. At this time, the voice in his head sounded again.
"This tie immortal is the supreme food immortal in the fairy world. This thirty-three thousand year chaotic disaster in the fairy world, this is the person who should be robbed. He thinks it is difficult to survive this disaster, and he can't bear to break the inheritance of his life. He specially sends his life-long cultivation experience and collection to the tie immortal order, flies out of the flood and gives it to the predestined ones. Those who get the tie immortal order will get the tie immortal inheritance!"
This time Gu Zheng didn't shout, but his eyes were still wide open. He not only "heard" a voice in his head, but also "saw" something, a three-dimensional picture that directly appeared in his mind, which was clearer than his eyes.
What he saw was a simple bronze monster, with a sheep body, a human face, tiger teeth, human claws, a big mouth and a big face. The strangest thing was that there were two eyes under his armpit.
The monster kept spinning, suddenly turned into a white awn, and Gu Zheng's' eyes' turned pale, so he hurried to cover his head.
"Gu Zheng, I think you'd better listen to the doctor and have a good examination. We're more worried about you!"
Huang Tao put down the phone and said with great concern. There was no joy for Gu Zheng to wake up.