How should the spirit master in the mental hospital save himself at the beginning?

"Ding dong~"

Wang Heng heard someone ringing the doorbell downstairs.

I also received a message on my phone at the same time that Nie Beibei had arrived.

"You didn't bring anyone else with you?"

Wang Heng called and asked. It felt good to spread out on the sofa, and he didn't want to move at all.

How could Nie Beibei bring other people to such a good opportunity to be alone?

Although Zhao Qian, who has developed into a best friend, just asked her where she was going, she only said that she would go out to eat something good and bring her milk tea when she came back, so Zhao Qian no longer had any doubts.

"No one else but me!"

"OK!"

After hanging up the phone, Wang Heng glanced at Lu Luo.

"Go on, go down and open the door for the guests."

"Master, if you are so lazy, you will definitely die of laziness!"

Just after Luluo finished her accusation, the blood vine in Wang Heng's hand stopped drying on the spot!

The bloody vines cut off several branches of the pothos like arrows!

"Ah! I was wrong, I was wrong, please forgive me, brother!"

Lu Luo felt that things were getting more and more wrong.

This blood vine clearly grew out of my own dead branches and leaves. In terms of seniority, it is the father of the blood vine!

How could it be like this! ?

However, Lu Luo, who knew she couldn't beat the blood vine, was very qualified, so she opened the security door dejectedly to welcome the guests.

The blood vine swallowed up the fallen branches of several green radish trees on the ground, and then obediently returned to Wang Heng's hand, turning into a strange-colored bracelet.

......

Nie Beibei, who was standing downstairs at Wang Heng's residence, was very nervous. She arrived earlier than the courier who delivered the express.

Afraid that Wang Heng would be too hungry, he just went to the fruit stall closest to the school to buy some fruits and snacks.

"Click~"

The door lock unlocked.

Nie Beibei took a small step back, a little uneasy in anticipation. I haven't seen Wang Heng for more than ten days. Is Wang Heng handsome now?

But Wang Heng is sick, so he may be a little thin, and he can't eat too much oil. Oops, I just forgot to remind the merchant to lighten the oil...

The door is opened.

"Classmate Wang Heng...ah!"

A flash of green appeared in Nie Beibei's eyes...

She gave a brief yelp and took a sharp step back.

After ten days of training, she has mastered the most basic methods of fighting the enemy.

She quickly took out a pistol from her clothes and pointed it at the green indescribable thing——

"Don't move, raise your hand!"

"Ah, help!"

Green Luo screamed in fright and even raised the tentacles that were used as legs for walking.

There was a "clang" sound.

The pot under the pothos lost its support and broke...

......

The third floor is where Wang Heng lives.

"When you can treat a pot of pothos as an enemy and let Ren Jin teach you, you are really learning well!!"

Nie Beibei and Lu Luo stood aside carefully and listened to the instruction.

"I, I thought it was you who came out, but I didn't expect, I didn't expect..."

Her pistol had been placed back where Wang Heng could not see it and had no interest in exploring it.

"And you!"

Wang Heng pointed at the green dill with the pointer turned from the blood vine in his hand.

"I can't open the door properly, but I want to eat people with all my teeth! You don't even dare to eat me if I give you one!"

"I am not, am I just trying to welcome the guests on behalf of the host~"

Luluo felt that since she was so cute, she might be able to pretend to be cute...

"Am I dead!? Or do I need you to welcome me on my behalf!?"

Lu Luo's body was fragile. Wang Heng wanted to hit it, but at this moment he didn't know where to hit it.

Nie Beibei looked at Wang Heng roaring at the silent pothos, and actually felt a little pity for the pothos.

Even the pot of the pothos was broken into pieces, and its thin roots hung tremblingly in the air, like a pitiful worm.

Because his anger consumed a lot of energy, Wang Heng was even hungrier at the moment.

"How long will it take for the takeout to arrive?"

Wang Heng's tone became slightly softer.

After all, Nie Beibei invited him to lunch, so he could just scold her. No matter how much, he was afraid that she would spit in it when she went downstairs to get the meal...

"besides..."

Nie Beibei quickly took out her mobile phone from her pocket.

"The fastest one will be delivered in two minutes!"

"Why don't you go down and wait!"

"Ok!"

Nie Beibei put down the backpack on her back and carefully placed the bags containing various fruits on the table.

"You make a fruit platter! And two glasses of prickly pear juice!"

Wang Heng pointed at Luluo again and ordered.

"Yes!"

The vine on the right side of the pothos made a saluting gesture, and then moved on the ground like an octopus.

After becoming Wang Heng's spirit master, Pothos won't feel much discomfort even if its roots have been out of the soil for a long time.

If a little monster that has become a spirit cannot be separated from the soil, wouldn't it become a waste?

Wang Heng subconsciously looked at the cactus on the window sill...

The cactus is quietly growing melons to make a fruit plate for Wang Heng... It's better not to scold it.

"Ding dong~"

The doorbell rang again from downstairs.

"Dengdengdeng~"

Nie Beibei quickly ran downstairs to get the takeaway.

The first thing delivered was a barbecue. From then on, Nie Beibei kept going back and forth between the first and third floors and never tired of it.

Because she felt that such a lifestyle without any barriers seemed a bit similar to that of an old married couple~

Wang Heng felt that he was the master of this place after all, so it was really unreasonable not to do something.

So he turned on the TV that had been on for a long time, changed the channel, and stopped the remote control on a children's channel that was playing Ultraman Tiga.

The last roast duck was all placed on the large coffee table, and Comrade Lu Luo had also prepared the fruit platter and brought the juice.

"Wow, are this prickly pear juice and prickly pear fruit really edible?"

Nie Beibei looked at the clear green fruits and drinks that had been cut into the same size.

"Of course, you are the second creature to taste it as a human."

"...Who's first?"

"Of course it's me!"

Wang Heng took the lead in pricking the fruit with a toothpick, cut it, swallowed it, and then started eating roast duck on skewers.

So you are the first person invited to eat prickly pear?

Nie Beibei felt warm in her heart, and the fatigue from going up and down the stairs just now disappeared.

She successfully got rid of the shadow of the last craniotomy and also ate heartily.

"Ling ring ring~"

This time, it was Nie Beibei's cell phone that rang.

"Hey, Qianqian? What's wrong?"

The roasted meat filled his mouth, and Nie Beibei's words were a little slurred.

"Beibei, have you seen my math homework? I didn't find it here!"

Zhao Qian on the other end of the phone is not as comfortable as Wang Heng and Nie Beibei. She can't find the math homework due in the afternoon, and she is very anxious now.

Nie Beibei suddenly thought that yesterday she had said that she wanted to study hard and asked Zhao Qian to teach her mathematics.

The homework book seems to be in her bag.

"Wait for me, I'll look for you."

Nie Beibei hurriedly ran over to look through his bag. There were a lot of things in the bag. Since Zhao Qian spoke in a hurry, Nie Beibei naturally speeded up.

Accidentally, a book fell out of the bag.

It happened to fall at Wang Heng's feet, and Wang Heng picked it up.

""Strike the starting line of the male god and win 50% favorability!"?"

Wang Heng read out the names in the book word for word...

"what!"

Nie Beibei screamed in surprise and was about to snatch the strategy from Wang Heng's hand. She was as agile as Wang Heng and dodged it by raising his hand.

Wang Heng's face was expressionless: "I advise you to buy another book, stack them together and read them. Wouldn't it be nice to have a 100% favorable opinion of it?"