"Suddenly, a spring breeze comes overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloom."
Young people in twos and threes walked among the pear trees in full bloom, breathing deeply the sweet air. There were also girls who occasionally picked up the fallen pear blossoms on the ground, put them in front of their noses and sniffed them gently, with
An intoxicated look.
In the northwest of Shanghai, a thousand-acre pear orchard has been newly opened. Spring has just begun and it has attracted countless young men and women. Although the fifty-one tickets are not cheap, many young people still dig out their pockets without hesitation and enter the pear orchard to enjoy the flowers and rest.
The fast pace of life in big cities makes it difficult for them to have such an opportunity to enjoy and relax. Even though the location here is farther and more remote, there is still an endless stream of young people coming here.
"It's so beautiful, I wish I could live here forever!"
Among the many young people, there was a young man in his early twenties with long hair, who stretched out his hands and said something emotional while facing the garden full of pear blossoms.
"This is not easy. Just bring your drawing board and stay here!"
As soon as the young man finished speaking, his companion next to him continued. The long-haired young man likes painting and studies art, but his job is interior design. It is impossible to have this time to go wherever he wants with a drawing board.
Wherever I go, even on vacation, I often have to work overtime.
Sure enough, as soon as his companion finished speaking, the long-haired young man complained: "Gu Zheng, you can't stand and talk without pain. If we were all like you, we would have a good father and a good job, so we wouldn't have to work so hard."
I work hard and can’t even afford a house!”
"That's right, Gu Zheng, you are the only one among us who has this time. You can go wherever you want, but we can't!"
Several companions around him supported the long-haired young man. The man who spoke before chuckled and shook his head: "It's a good place. Once is enough. If you go too many times, it loses its freshness!"
Gu Zheng, 23 years old, is a food critic by profession. To put it simply, he tastes delicious food everywhere, and then writes articles and reviews, which are published on some travel and food websites and magazines. His job is the envy of countless people.
Jealousy, having delicious food every day and making money.
The job is good, but the income is mediocre, only enough for his daily expenses, but he has a good father. Gu Zheng's father works in France and is a Michelin three-star chef with an annual income of millions of euros. His income is still secondary. Gu Zheng's father works in France.
The food made by Zheng's father really tastes extraordinary, otherwise he wouldn't be able to support Gu Zheng's tricky mouth. Gu Zheng's food reviews are famous for being sharp and vicious, otherwise his income would definitely be more than this.
"What's this?"
Gu Zheng suddenly lowered his head and picked up a dirty stone. The stone was covered with a layer of black soil. The problem was that there was no such black soil here. If Gu Zheng hadn't picked it up, others would have thought it was just a piece of garbage.
brick.
Gently wipe off the black soil, and the black stone surface is exposed underneath. The whole stone is not invisible, it looks a bit like an animal, but the specific animal cannot be seen, and it only gives an abstract feeling.
"Who knows, it might be gravel that fell from the mountain!"
The long-haired young man responded first. After saying this, he no longer looked at the stone in Gu Zheng's hand. For him, the white pear blossoms here were more attractive.
"It's also possible that it was a meteor that fell yesterday. If that's the case, Gu Zheng, you'll be in trouble. Don't forget to treat us to dinner then!"
Another companion said with a smile that last night they had barbecue and drank beer together. At nine o'clock in the evening, they saw a meteor flying across the sky. Yesterday everyone made a wish.
"Meteors are meteorites. Even if they fall, they won't be here, let alone covered with soil!"
Gu Zheng said with a smile, his friend's words made him very happy, but he also knew that this was impossible, but the more he touched the stone, the more novel it felt to him, as if there was something inside the stone that attracted him.
"Ouch!"
Gu Zheng suddenly covered his hand, and the stone fell to the ground. A trace of bright red blood quickly flowed out from his fingertips. The long-haired young man and several other companions hurriedly moved forward. No one noticed that there was something like
A drop of blood is quickly blending into the animal-like stone mouth, and the entire stone slowly becomes transparent and finally disappears.
…………
"Gu Zheng, you're awake, how do you feel?"
Gu Zheng slowly opened his eyes and saw a white ceiling, white walls, and a strange smell of medicine. After turning his head twice, he finally confirmed that this was a hospital.
"Huang Tao, I'm fine, why am I here?"
Gu Zheng asked the young man next to him who called him, that is, the young man with long hair and the designer who likes to draw.
"You were scratched on your hand in Liyuan, and then you fainted. We couldn't wake you up, so we sent you to the hospital. This is the emergency room!"
Huang Tao answered quickly and then said hurriedly: "How do you feel now? The doctor said that there is nothing serious about you, but it is not clear why you are comatose. You need to do a detailed examination. Du Yang and Zhao Yongkui paid the money."
!”
The Du Yang and Zhao Yongkui Huang Tao mentioned were the other two people they were with this time. The four of them were good buddies. It was Huang Tao who suggested visiting Lihua this time, and they finally came together on the weekend. However, no one expected that Gu Zheng would be injured.
, and he has been unconscious for such a long time. It has been two hours since he became unconscious.
"I'm fine. Just call them. I don't need to check."
Feeling his body, Gu Zheng shook his head vigorously. He felt no discomfort on his body. The wounds on his hands were also very small. They had already stuttered and were bandaged. Even his head could not feel anything at this moment.
"The Taoist Immortal inheritance is officially launched!"
A dull voice sounded in Gu Zheng's mind. He was so frightened that he suddenly sat upright and shouted urgently: "Who, who is talking?"
"Gu Zheng, what's wrong with you? No one is talking. I haven't called you yet!"
Huang Tao hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Gu Zheng, his eyes full of anxiety. Gu Zheng's eyes were wide open and he kept looking around. At this time, the voice in his head sounded again.
"I, the Taoist Immortal, am the Supreme Food Immortal in the Immortal Realm. I am the one who has to bear the catastrophe of 33,000 years of chaos in the Immortal Realm. I think it will be difficult for me to survive this tribulation, and I cannot bear to have my lifelong inheritance cut off. Especially
Send the experience and collection of a lifetime of cultivation into the Taoist Order, fly out of the wilderness, and give it to those who are destined, and those who receive the Taoist Order will receive the Taoist inheritance!"
Gu Zheng didn't scream this time, but his eyes were still wide open. Not only did he 'hear' a sound in his head, he also 'saw' something, a three-dimensional picture that appeared directly in his mind, which was better than what he could see with his eyes.
More clearly.
What he saw was a simple monster that looked like bronze, with a goat body and a human face, tiger teeth and human claws, a big mouth and a big face, and the strangest thing was that it had a pair of eyes under its armpits.
The monster kept spinning and suddenly turned into a white light. Gu Zheng's eyes also turned pale, causing him to cover his head in a hurry.
"Gu Zheng, I think you should listen to the doctor and get a good check-up. We are even more worried if you are like this!"
Huang Tao put down the phone and said worriedly, without the joy of Gu Zheng waking up.
