The fortune telling was so accurate that I accidentally accumulated a huge amount of merit!

Chapter 993 So it was you who did it! (2nd update)
However, Ginseng Fruit's expression became much more serious, because he had clearly seen that the death aura on the middle-aged man had not been completely extracted.

The ginseng fruit, confident in its own strength, did not believe that it could not even withstand a trace of death energy.

The only explanation is that the middle-aged man himself agreed to coexist with this deathly aura.

Otherwise, there is no other possibility.

"Uncle, you need to take better care of your health. Once you overwork yourself and deplete your vital energy, it's very difficult to replenish it."

In the future, if possible, try to climb mountains less often and get more rest.

While the ginseng fruit was expressing its gratitude, it was actually already trying to elicit information.

Having sensed the changes in his body, the middle-aged man had absolutely no doubt about Ginseng Fruit's identity as a medical apprentice.

They even wanted to befriend him, because such an effective medicine is extremely rare.

However, he was still somewhat reluctant to accept the idea that he was physically weak and needed to rest more.

"I'm usually in good health, I don't know what's wrong with me today, but I'll definitely take good care of myself when I get back."

Ginseng Fruit started chatting casually with the middle-aged man and his companion.

Soon, the ginseng fruit managed to extract the information from him.

Shortly before the middle-aged man fainted, they had gone to a cave behind the mountain god temple.

Not many people go to the back mountain area, mainly because the road there is difficult to travel.

They went there because they could find some medicinal herbs in the back mountains. Today, they found some astragalus.

Inside the cave on the back mountain, there were also some stone statues of gods. Since they were already there, they went in and paid their respects.

Ginseng Fruit intuitively felt that the cave must be the key place.

He immediately told the middle-aged man and his friend that he had other things to do and left.

To ordinary people, the rugged mountain path behind the mountain is no different from flat ground for ginseng fruit.

Soon, he arrived at the cave.

There are very few people in the back mountain. Even people who come here to dig for medicinal herbs may not necessarily come to this cave to pray.

Perhaps that's why, although many people come here, not many are chosen by the Deathly Aura.

The cave was surrounded by moss, and there were also many withered weeds, fallen leaves and branches nearby.

In short, one glance is enough to clearly sense the dilapidated state of the cave.

Renshenguo stepped into the cave, where the conditions were much better than outside.

Although it looks very simple, it is much tidier and cleaner than it appears from the outside. There are even prayer cushions placed under some of the stone carvings.

However, those prayer cushions were no longer recognizable as they used to be; they were tattered and lying there.

Ren Shenguo's hand stroked each of the stone carvings, but he found nothing amiss, and there was no sign of death.

"If the death aura doesn't come from these stone carvings, then where does the death aura on those people come from?"
Moreover, it was those same people who willingly coexisted with the deathly aura.

Could it be that they made some promise or exchange without their knowledge?

Thinking of this, Ginseng Fruit immediately pretended to be an ordinary person who had come here to worship, and put on a devout appearance.

"May the gods bless me and grant my wishes!"

Everything around him remained unresponsive, as if he had been overthinking everything.

But Ginseng Fruit wasn't the type to give up halfway; he knew his suspicions were probably correct. However, there must be some special process or step missing.

Suddenly, he remembered what the middle-aged man had said earlier: they had come here to dig for some medicinal herbs.

Then I walked to the cave and thought of coming to pay my respects.

Ren Shenguo narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking that he had guessed the key point.

He immediately stepped out of the cave and looked around.

Many people know that there are medicinal herbs in the vicinity of this back mountain, but few can recognize them.

Unconsciously, this further reduced the chances of those who came to the back mountain being tainted by the deathly aura.

After searching around, they soon found some honeysuckle on the edge of a very dangerous cliff.

With a wave of his hand, Ren Shenguo handed over a handful of honeysuckle.

After thinking for a while, Ginseng Fruit found some Astragalus membranaceus and then returned to the cave.

This time, as soon as he knelt on the prayer mat, he felt a fluctuation of energy.

Ginseng Fruit continued with her earlier prayer: "May the gods bless me and grant all my wishes!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cool breeze swept over him.

Ordinary people wouldn't have any doubts or precautions about such a cool breeze; they would simply think it's normal for the wind on the mountain to be a bit chilly.

However, for those who have mastered mystical arts, this cool breeze clearly carries an aura of death.

The ginseng fruit offered no resistance, allowing the deathly aura to pass through its body.

A tiny contract was formed inside the ginseng fruit's body.

Ginseng fruit: ...

So that's how it is. The back mountain, medicinal herbs, cave, prayer—the person who fulfills all these conditions at the same time is the 'lucky one' chosen by this deathly aura.

The ginseng fruit opened its eyes, raised its hand, and with a gust of wind, cleaved open the crack in the stone through which the death energy had passed.

A ginseng plant, completely rotten and exuding a strong aura of death, had half of its body fused with the stone next to it.

This ginseng looks like it has become a spirit, but it is about to die.

The ginseng fruit looked at the honeysuckle and astragalus beside it. They looked fine on the outside, but when the breeze blew by, all their medicinal properties disappeared.

"So it was you who did this!"

This ginseng spirit not only consumed the essence of those medicinal herbs, but also formed a pact with the humans who came here to worship, devouring their life force.

The thought that it was a ginseng fruit, and that the ginseng spirit had harmed many people, made the ginseng fruit feel that it had been implicated as well.

"If you meet me, you're doomed!"

The ginseng spirit, struggling to survive in the cracks of the rocks, sensed the intense anger of the ginseng fruit through the contract it had previously formed with it.

And the power emanating from the ginseng fruit that terrified it greatly terrified it.

It wanted to escape, but it had become one with the rocks here, unless it sacrificed half of its body...

However, the ginseng spirit clearly did not know that no matter what it chose, once it encountered the ginseng fruit, it had no chance of escaping.

A bolt of lightning, as thick as a chopstick, shot out from the ginseng fruit's hand and struck the ginseng spirit.