Chapter 38: Night Burglary in the Botanical Gardens
Xiao Keming does not care, waved his hand, said loudly grass and flowers, is nourishing the essence of heaven and earth, not a family of things, this thing, set an old saying, called there is a virtue of the residence of the people. What is a virtuous person, I see a small poison you from the outside to the inside are good young man, naturally, is the first choice. If he doesn't give it, can't we steal it? Don't worry, I, Lao Xiao, will accompany you on a journey tonight and will definitely get it back.
I said that this stray hairs Xiao Dao today why suddenly turned his temperament, so enthusiastic.
"But ......"
Sure enough, he turned, "but" two words immediately emerged again out of the mouth, I know that he is this dog temper, so listen to him swing - "But, poor road to DuoDuo is also very favorite, I can not take away the love of others, only request this little girl can worship me as godfather, so that I too can enjoy a few days of having a good daughter."
I ignored him, took off my thick clothes and prepared to go eat.
When he saw me like this, he quickly pulled me, "Hey, hey, hey ...... why are you like this? This godfather is not the kind of godfather, I really want to have a daughter ah?" I returned to him a sentence: "Self-born to go." Finished I went to the dining room to eat, he got up, changed into a new robe, chased after and followed me as I walked and said, "I want to give birth, but also can't raise a daughter like Duo Duo so well-behaved ah ...... hey you wait ah, walk so anxious sense why? --fuck!"
Although Weedy Xiao Dao said not to go, the result is that by nine o'clock in the evening, he followed me ass out again.
I urged him to change into ordinary people's clothes to wear, so he readily accepted, got a black sportswear, I look, the overall feeling like a middle school gym teacher, than that Taoist robe much more pleasant. In January, the river city near the sea has also been cold, especially the sea wind whistling, let a person feel from the bottom of the heart from the cold. The two of us sitting in the car, on the opposite side of Wild Ass Island, next to the seaside boulevard, the engine did not stop, there is a residual temperature, still cold.
I found the map of Jiangcheng that I bought in the afternoon, and said that I had wanted to let the Golden Silkworm Compass or Duo Duo to sneak into the botanical garden, and then directly pull the weeds, but it turned out that I didn't know the directions, and the two little guys didn't know each other, and they didn't do things reliably-especially the Golden Silkworm Compass. In fact, I could have shared the Golden Silkworm Compass's vision and then manipulated it. But me and it, neither of us have reached that realm.
Then, now we can only implement the second option, which is to artificially sneak into it secretly.
Said here, Xiao Keming immediately raised his hand and said I am responsible ...... for receiving you.
I said I f*ck, I was originally intended to let you, an unreliable mongrel, come in handy, you don t have to worry so much. Then I put into the garden route, retreat route, and then some details of the action to re-run once, after the end, I asked him Yang manager there contacted yet, he said no problem, alibi evidence Lao Yang and Lao Liu have promised to provide.
I took out a picture of ordinary soul-returning grass and showed it to him, saying that our target looks like this, but ten years of soul-returning grass, stamens over six, filaments are uniformly thick and short, and the body of the grass is purple. He looked at it and said it looked like he'd seen this stuff somewhere before. I asked where, he scratched his head, do not know in Shanxi or Shaanxi. I said ass, this thing generally grows in the south, you say Yunnan, Guangxi and other places, I still believe, Shanxi? I don't know whether it's in Shanxi or Shaanxi, but it's in the south. He thought back and didn't fart for half a day.
It's only ten o'clock now, it's still early, we have to wait until three in the morning to act, that time, it is just the most sleepy time.
When I think of three or four o'clock in the morning, I think of myself in my hometown in the green mountain boundary forest guard house, squatting dwarf mule thing, I don't know how, inexplicably have an ominous strange premonition.
Maybe it's because I care too much?
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At three o'clock in the morning, the cold dew descends, the moon sinks into the clouds, and the earth is dark. The sea lapped against the reef, and there came the sound of wave after wave, and on Wild Ass Island, two dark shadows were on the move. These two black shadows were athletic and swift, silent, darting along the dirt road that circled the island, and before long, they approached an irregular area.
This area, surrounded by barbed wire, was the private botanical garden of Wild Ass Island.
These two black shadows, one of them was me.
The other, was Weedy Path.
The two of us squatted outside the barbed wire fence on the south side of the botanical gardens, looking at the building not far away with dim lights, the sea breeze blowing the chandeliers of the open-air botanical gardens, swaying the trees, the vines swaying about, like a woman's hair. About ten minutes later, a hunched-over old man walked by, a night laborer hired by Hu Jinrong (the owner of the botanical garden with missing teeth). That old man was a little sick, coughing violently, while coughing and cursing, saying you ghost children, roll the ball to go, roll the ball to go ......
Xiao Keming and I looked at each other, this is what words - mantra? Shouting at ghosts? Or shouting at ghosts?
This old man is quite superstitious.
Xiao Keming said that the millions of dollars worth of soul-returning grass, he personally believes that it should be placed in the room of that hanging hair, most likely in the bedroom, hugging and sleeping. I shook my head, said that this is impossible, this ten years of soul-returning grass is palmate reticulate veins, the main veins of five, petiole length 2.5 to 4 centimeters, flattened round, it has a habit, that is, it needs to be grounded. What is grounding? That is, the plant must always survive in the land, can not be transplanted to the soil of the flower pot to, as soon as it leaves the ground veins, every other day will die, the efficacy of the total loss, useless, with what kind of nutrients will not work.
This is why the Japanese did not buy it immediately. Transplanting ten years of soul-returning grass, you must prepare one thing, see the plastic bag inside my backpack, which is loaded with it.
He asked what the thing? I haha laugh, just don't tell him.
See me selling, Xiao Keming snorted, said that Hu Jinrong can be transplanted from Guangxi to Jiangcheng, he will not understand?
I was too lazy to explain to him the change in quality and quantity between the Soul Restoring Grass and the Ten Year Soul Restoring Grass, seeing that old man walking away, I gave him my backpack and said to wait for me here, he took it, and said quietly, "How do I feel that today's cool wind is blowing, it's really spooky ah, as if something's going to happen... ..."
I ignored him, it was naturally cold today with the wind and low temperature. Nearby a large tree along the slope with hanging branches, that was the route I had scouted out during the day, I climbed the tree, took a deep breath, and in one long leap I leapt over the barbed wire fence, then landed in the botanical gardens. Inside the dark shadow longing, I stepped small broken steps, slowly walk, released the dodo and golden silkworm compulsion, the heart can not help but apprehensive and excited, secretly muttered: "ten years to return to the soul grass, I'm coming, where are you?"
So excited, a sudden look back, feel lurking in the dark Xiao Keming, face somewhat strange.
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The two little guys are connected to my mind, and when they are close, they listen to the command.
Golden Silkworm Compass vibrated its soft wings, chord flew into the indoor, while I and Duo Duo in the outdoor search.
Tell me about the topography of this botanical garden, it consists of three parts, the largest is of course outdoors, there are Huangtong, cochineal, false appletree, duck-footed wood community and monkey earrings, descending to the incense, bright-leaved dubia a palm bamboo and other small communities, the interstices between the intermediate and the jackal-skin camphor, myrtle, descending to the incense, and other evergreen shrubs; and a small greenhouse, separated from the semi-transparent glass, with indoor lighting, saw that most of the plants in the inside of the plant is a number of delicate Hongkong magnolias , Manju Orchid, Boxwood, Melaleuca alternifolia, Hanging Bells, etc.; in addition to this, there is a building, a small two-storey building, which is the residence of the owner and his workers, and is still lighted.
I looked mainly inside the grass, and the Botanic Garden is careful enough to indicate a prominent sign beside and near each plant. So I was able to recognize these plants when they were born in strange ways, or roughly the same.
The lights in the botanical gardens are spread out, bright near the greenhouses and homes and dark elsewhere.
The sky was dark and overcast, it was cold in January, there was no moon, even the stars were scarce, and occasionally I saw a bright flash of light, that of an airplane sailing at night. All around the dark, but the bugs chirping and squeaking call is a lot, according to the reason that the winter bugs have long been dormant, however, this is located in the south, the climate is warm and humid, all kinds of unknown species of bugs all year round is there.
Time is urgent, I don't care about the weedy little road outside showing his teeth at me, cat waist, began to regularly search. Because I thought of a plan beforehand, I was in charge of the left side, Duo Duo was in charge of the right side, and the Golden Silkworm Compass went to look at the indoor to see before drilling into the greenhouse. With the division of labor, we are very efficient, bit by bit, we canvassed.
After ten minutes, the golden silkworm parasites flew out, came to me and swung their fat asses, twisted a little, and then drilled into the greenhouse again.
I was looking to check out the big tree in front of me when I suddenly heard a very dull landing.
"Thump"-
My mind tightened, and I hastily slipped catlike behind a large tree, ducked into the shadows, and lay on my back to look toward where the source of the sound had come from.
