Quick Wear: The Crazy Lord God is again training the sweet host

Chapter 289: Horror World? I Just Want to Fall in Love with Plants (4)

The bus was driving on a suburban road with few vehicles, heading towards the brightly lit city ahead.

Xing Chen glanced out the window and found that the sky outside was getting darker and darker in his eyes.

The scenery farther away on the roadside began to gradually disappear into the dark night.

The sun in the sky was so dim that it no longer looked like a sun.

At this time, the bus arrived at the platform, and the bus driver, who had been silent all the time, suddenly screamed, "The car, the car's brakes are not working!"

When the bus was entering the station, the brakes were half-applied and began to fail, so the bus was going very slowly, and an adult could just run faster to catch up.

The steering wheel was out of control and the car continued to move forward. The car began to become restless and the person guarding the back door kept shouting at the driver to open the door, saying that he wanted to get off.

Someone behind the driver was screaming in fear, and more people kept asking what to do.

The front and rear doors of the bus suddenly opened, and the people who had just shouted that they wanted to get off the bus began to hesitate, holding the handrails.

A man saw that the bus was getting farther and farther away from the stop where he was going to get off, so he gritted his teeth and jumped off, relying on his youth and strength.

Everyone stretched their heads to look and saw him get up from the ground, holding his waist and limping onto the sidewalk.

"It's okay, it's okay, he stood up!" Others who were about to get off the bus began to get eager to try.

Xing Chen fanned the flames from behind: "The brakes are out of order. If the car suddenly accelerates, will we all die?"

The driver kept calling for help, but the signal in the car was so bad that he couldn't even make a call.

As soon as Xing Chen finished speaking, the car suddenly sped up a little.

There was another scream in the car.

Now, regardless of whether they had reached the station or not, saving their lives was the most important thing, so everyone started lining up to jump down.

One after another, loud "dong", "dong", and "dong" sounds were heard outside the car, and the car gradually became empty.

Xing Chen stood aside with his arms folded, watching the perverted man carefully zip up his pants next to the young man.

The remaining people in the car were now focused on jumping out of the car to survive, and no one paid attention to them.

After the perverted man pulled up his pants, he glanced at Xing Chen furtively and quickly wanted to jump out of the car.

As soon as he reached the car door, he was blown away by a gust of wind and fell face down, literally turning into a pig's head.

The remaining young man turned around timidly, trying to cover the white stain on his butt.

Xing Chen looked at him with a smile: "Handsome guy, don't be embarrassed. There are many people in the bus. It's normal for people to squeeze out something. Why are you hiding? Don't be so particular on the bus. He didn't bite you in the mouth. Just enjoy it."

The young man's face turned pale and red, which looked very interesting.

At this moment, another scream suddenly rang out from the bus, "It's turning around! The bus is turning around!"

There were too many cars in the city, so the bus started to turn around and go back, speeding up a little again.

Now even the driver was standing at the front door, eager to jump out of the car immediately.

The rest of the people were regretting that they jumped too late. Now no one hesitated anymore and they jumped down one after another.

The young man fell behind, glared at Xing Chen fiercely, then jumped out of the car and fell heavily to the ground.

There were not many people in the carriage, and the bus turned around again, passing by the passengers wailing on the roadside one by one, and drove forward steadily.

The driver standing by the door was so frightened that his legs went weak and he accidentally fell out, with half of his face covered in blood.

Xing Chen finally jumped out of the bus, and then the bus began to accelerate and rushed towards a ditch on the side of the road. After a huge crash, the vehicle began to slowly burn.

Soon the fire spread and the flames shot into the sky.

Xing Chen walked slowly on the sidewalk by the road. The shadow beside him was still silent, but Xing Chen could feel that he was in a good mood.

"Da Huang, did the hatred value drop?"

【My Lord, there is no change.】

Xing Chen glanced at the phantom and said, "Hey, this little bastard, he didn't even bother to lower my score when he was happy."

Da Huang was puzzled: [Sir, can you tell whether he is happy or not? ]

"more or less."

Xingchen walked slowly, as if he was taking a walk with a good friend, and walked slowly forward with the phantom.

At the traffic light intersection ahead where there is a villa complex, an old lady was pushing a tricycle selling green plants under the street light.

As Xing Chen passed by, he inadvertently glanced at the tricycle.

At first glance, I was attracted by a pot of unique-looking vine plants placed on it.

The stem of this plant is slender and winding in the flowerpot, with thin tendrils in the middle, like countless soft and smooth tentacles extending from the tender branches.

At first glance, the shape of the entire plant looked like a bunch of green thin clouds piled together, which made Xing Chen unable to move.

Xing Chen walked over and pointed at the pot of green plants and asked the old lady: "How much is this?"

"20 yuan."

Xingchen dug out twenty yuan from his pocket and handed it to the old lady, "I'll buy it."

After the old lady took the money, Xing Chen quickly took the small green plant into his arms and liked it more and more the more he looked at it.

"What's its name?" Xing Chen asked the old lady.

"Pile of clouds." The old lady answered with a smile.

"Yunluo, Luo which one..." The smile on Xingchen's face suddenly froze. He looked at the green plant in his arms in shock. After a while, he raised his head with difficulty and looked at the old lady, wondering if he had just heard something wrong.

"What do you call it?"

"Yundui, the country folks don't know how to come up with names, so they just saw that it looked like a pile of clouds in the sky, so they gave it this name."

"Yun...Dui?" Xing Chen swallowed hard and thought to himself, no, no, no, this name is vivid and descriptive. You guys are really good at naming as I am.

He looked at the green plant in his arms and thought, no, this must be just a coincidence.

Although it is nice looking, it looks nothing like my husband.

Really, I can testify to that.

Xing Chen held the green plant and waved to the old lady: "Thank you, goodbye."

Then he continued walking home, taking one deep step and one shallow step.

He didn't think it was possible. How could his master become such a small and slender potted plant?

Master is playing cosplay behind my back?

Are you cosplaying green plants?

Well, it is really beautiful. My husband has always had a good sense of aesthetics.

But...it still feels a little unreal.

Just in case, Xingchen lowered his head and whispered to the green plant in his arms: "Yundui, are you... are you my husband?"

no response.

"I'm Xing Chen. Do you have eyes? Please look at me."

No movement.

"I must have made a mistake." Xing Chen said hesitantly. He reached out and touched the body that looked like a cloud of clouds, rubbing his face against it. "Whether it is true or not, I am your master after all, and I will protect you."

Xing Chen returned home and found the door of the villa was open after entering the yard.

He happily ran in holding the green plant. Just as he was about to stop to change his shoes, he heard the undisguised moans of a man and a woman on the sofa.

Xing Chen: “…”

So, he came to an animal world, right?

Xing Chen looked at the shoes on the ground. Haha, the original owner's rich stepfather came back from a business trip.

In the past two days, he has heard Yi Xingchen's mother say all kinds of good things about his stepfather.

Just like because of his stepfather, Yi Xingchen was able to go to the aristocratic business school, they were able to live in such a big house, etc., etc., so Xingchen must know how to be grateful.

The two people over there were so engrossed that they didn't notice he came back at all.

Xing Chen deliberately made some noise to remind them, then coughed lightly, changed his shoes and prepared to go upstairs.