Grandpa was sitting in front of a bonfire, warming the knife in his hand with an expressionless expression.

Next to him lay Wang Yuanchao, Fatty, and Zhang Sanpao. The wounds of the three of them were all wrapped with bandages. It was obvious that the seeds in their bodies had been dug out and processed by grandpa.

"Grandpa?" I shouted loudly.

Although I already knew that the middle-aged man wearing a mask was my grandfather, when the person I love most in my life appeared in front of me without any obstruction, I was still shaking with excitement.

"Oh! Dingdang, you should never have come here..." Grandpa sighed deeply.

I don't know why, but what I read in my grandfather's eyes was full of disappointment and anger, and there was no trace of joy at seeing his grandson.

I suddenly felt so wronged that I got up from the ground, rushed over and grabbed my grandfather's collar fiercely: "Why? Why did you find a substitute at home and let the substitute pretend to be dead and pretend to be crazy to deceive me?

Do you know how I have lived for so many years?"

I almost yelled out through gritted teeth. Even my grandfather was surprised. It seemed that he didn't expect that my usually cute personality would show such a ferocious side.

I shed tears uncontrollably, recalling the dark life of my childhood.

I have never seen my parents since I was a child, and all the relatives around me recognize money but not people, except for my grandfather who loves me the most.

But when the person who loves him the most turns into a lunatic and dies, the impact this has on a child is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

At that time, I even thought that I was the only one left in the whole world.

In order to survive, I can only learn business from others and open an antique shop in confusion, just to survive in this world.

Grandpa looked at me blankly, as if he was confused by my series of words.

After a long time, he said: "Okay, my grandson, Li Weiguo, is really promising! Others can hide it, but I can't hide it from your eyes."

"Dingdang, don't get excited yet! Fatty needs to make it clear to you that it was your grandfather who took action just now and saved everyone's lives. If you treat this old man like this, I will criticize and educate you."

At that time, the fat man who was sleeping on the ground recovering from his injuries opened his eyes and saw my grandfather and I at war with each other. He was so frightened that he quickly tried to smooth things over.

"It's okay. The child has grown up, but his personality is still exactly the same as when he was a child. He loves to accept death."

Grandpa knocked on my forehead and said.

I was a little dazed by my grandfather's doting gesture. Even though it was more than ten years apart, I still clearly remember that this was my grandfather's favorite action when I was a child. He said that if you hit me on the head like this, you will get smarter the more you hit me.

, so at this moment, I seem to have the illusion of going back to my childhood.

"Eat something first. I know you are hungry. Let's talk about business after eating." Grandpa smiled and handed over a pack of compressed biscuits.

I held the compressed biscuit in my hand, but my head was still in chaos.

I have so many things I want to ask, but as soon as I sit down I don’t know where to start.

"Fat man, what happened just now? Why do we have nosebleeds?" After a moment of hesitation, he decided to ask the fat man first.

"I don't know. Just when I felt my nose was bleeding, someone covered my mouth. It was just as inexplicable as you..." The fat man shook his head.

"It's a smiling flower."

At this moment, a man sitting across from us wearing gold-rimmed glasses said.

"Uncle Ming!"

I was immediately startled by the sudden appearance of Uncle Ming. I didn't expect that Uncle Ming was also among these foreigners. It seemed that the complexity of this matter was far beyond my imagination.

"The kind of flower that just bloomed from the mouth of a living person is called a smiling flower. It once appeared in the Amazon rainforest. However, with the large-scale felling of trees, the smiling flower is now rare. I thought this thing has been

Extinct, but I didn’t expect to appear here..."

Uncle Ming still has the same pair of round-rimmed glasses and a vest. He looks like a poor university teacher. It is difficult to associate him with the inversion.

"It is worth mentioning that the smiling flower is also found in China, with colorful petals, mainly distributed in the Bashu area. The story of the smiling flower is also recorded in the "Myths of Bashu", and is called: the smile of death by the old hunters of Bashu.

"

Uncle Ming adjusted his glasses and continued: "Of course, the smiling flower that appears in the land of Bashu is not that huge. This kind of flower will first scratch your skin, and then let the seeds penetrate deep into your wound. Once the seeds enter your body, they will

It grows crazily, and finally comes out of your mouth along the way. Because when the flower comes out of a person's mouth, the person can't help but grin, and it looks like he is smiling, so this flower is

It’s called the smiling flower!”

A chill ran down my body when I heard this. Who the hell is this grandson who gave this flower such an elegant name?

"We were more or less injured when we were in the open space before. The seeds probably entered our bodies at that time." At this moment, Zhang Sanpao and Wang Yuanchao also woke up one after another, Zhang Sanpao said thoughtfully.

"Oh, this flower is amazing! I thought I had done enough homework and brought antidotes and so on, but when I actually faced this thing, I still couldn't avoid most of the casualties." Grandpa said helplessly.

"By the way, grandpa, why did you pretend to be dead in the first place, and why did you come here in disguise?"

I glanced around and found that Ma Rulong and the rest of the foreigners were stationed in the distance. We were the only wounded here, as well as Grandpa and Uncle Ming.

The only strange thing is that there seems to be a person sitting in the small tent next to the campfire. This guy has been silent from beginning to end. Only half of his head is exposed and he wears a baseball cap. The brim of the hat is pushed down so low that his face cannot be seen clearly.

.

But those who can sit here must be people that grandpa can trust, so I asked him boldly.

Grandpa laughed and said: "Haha, if I don't pretend to be dead, then I will be the real dead person."

I frowned, not understanding what grandpa meant by these words, but he always stared at Ma Rulong with a fearful expression.
Chapter completed!