After returning to the village, start chasing the mountain from binding Emei

Chapter 240: Bring the old locust tree into the group and have a good harvest!

"I couldn't see the specific situation, and I couldn't see it. I could only hear the sound of fighting. It lasted for a whole day and night, and only stopped in the early morning of the next day..."

"I'm not sure which side won in the end. A few days later, a big mound of earth appeared over there, and the smell of blood was covered up. Then, there was nothing else..."

……

The story told by the old locust tree was a bit incomplete, and it could only give Chen Yang a general outline of the events.

That is to say, a battle once took place in Huangjinglin.

Moreover, it was a battle of considerable scale.

There are many people chasing one person.

The corpses of wild animals in Huangjing Forest should have been left behind at that time, including the corpse of the tiger in the Creation Realm.

"What does the person being hunted look like? Do you know who he is?" Chen Yang asked curiously.

"What does it look like?"

The old locust tree hesitated for a moment, as if recalling something. "He just flashed by that day, and I didn't see him clearly. I just remember that he looked quite rough. Later I heard someone call him Lord Stone..."

"Yes, he rode a tiger. The tiger had white fur and black stripes all over its body, long eyebrows and drooping eyes, and its roar was extremely terrifying. At that time, I had just become famous, and even when it passed by me, I couldn't help but tremble in my soul..."

When saying this, the old locust tree seemed to remember the situation at that time, and his voice trembled slightly.

After all, the old locust tree was just a bystander. It didn't understand the specific situation. It didn't know who those people were, let alone why those people were being hunted down.

All it knew was that this incident had happened.

Chen Yang sat under the tree and sorted out his thoughts.

Tiger, Lord Stone.

Lord should be a title, this man's surname is Shi.

Almost subconsciously, he thought of the Bamianshan Underground Palace and the powerful Pingtian Sect who left the Three Corpse Divine Tree in the underground palace.

I heard from Wutong Tree that the powerful man planted the Three Corpse Divine Tree in the underground palace of Bamian Mountain and cultivated the Three Corpse Insects. He wanted to use the insects to kill the corpses, break through to the realm of Daozhen, turn the tide, and thus achieve his great ambition.

But in the end, he was defeated and died before the three corpse worms were raised.

It happened more than a hundred years ago, so the timing matches perfectly.

Chen Yang naturally linked the two together.

Maybe, it's the same person.

The tiger in the realm of creation should be this person's spiritual pet. This spiritual pet died in the battle at Huangjinglin and was buried here.

As for the specific outcome of that battle, it is still unknown.

Too much time has passed and there are too few clues, so Chen Yang has no way to speculate.

Of course, he doesn't need to care about these things now. He went to ask the old locust tree about this today just out of pure curiosity.

It has been more than a hundred years since the incident. Dust returns to dust, and even if he knew the truth of that year, he would just be listening to an ancient story.

That's it.

Daqi Mountain is not big, but not small either. Over the thousands of years, countless unknown things have happened there.

Chen Yang couldn't help but sigh.

"If you hadn't asked, I would have almost forgotten about it. It's been so long, probably at least a hundred years."

The old locust tree was still sighing and lamenting, "I was just a newcomer at that time, and I was still a little ignorant. This incident left a big shadow in my heart. This world is too dangerous, so that for a long time afterwards, I didn't dare to explore the situation outside the old ghost forest. Until now, I am still sitting in a well and watching the world..."

He kept on talking, and when he got to this point, he asked again, "Chen Yang, what kind of world is outside of me?"

Although Chen Yang had told him some things, what he heard and what he saw with his own eyes were completely different. As for the scenes of the outside world, the old locust tree could only imagine them.

His voice was full of longing.

He longed for the outside world, but was a little afraid of being apart from it.

This is a complex and contradictory mentality.

"If you're willing, I can actually find a way to get you out of the mountain."

Chen Yang's words were not just perfunctory.

If the old locust tree was willing, he could indeed find a way to transplant it out of the mountains.

At most, you'll just have to spend a little more effort and money.

"This……"

Hearing this, the old locust tree laughed dryly and said, "Forget it. I'm afraid I won't be able to adapt to this unfamiliar environment."

A very pure otaku mentality.

He had stayed in this forest for a long time, so he naturally felt irritated and disliked this forest in his heart, but if he really had to leave, he would definitely think this place was better.

After all, no matter how good a place is, it is not as good as your own doghouse.

Chen Yang knew he would answer like this, so he didn't say much.

The two can be considered friends. If the old locust tree is determined to leave here, Chen Yang will naturally be happy to help. Anyway, everything is up to the old locust tree's wishes.

"This place is good in every way, except that it's a bit boring to stay alone for a long time and find no one to talk to. It would be great if you could come here more often..."

The old locust tree began to chatter again.

Chen Yang said, "If you just feel lonely and want to talk to someone, then I can help you."

"Can you come and talk to me more often?" The old locust tree's voice was filled with joy.

"I'm very busy, so of course I can't come here often."

Chen Yang shook his head and took out the Shan Yu Seal. "Old Huai should be able to use his mental power. Can you leave a mental mark on my seal?"

"What are you doing..." the old locust tree asked in confusion.

"Shan Yu Seal."

Chen Yang said seriously, "To be exact, it is the Shanyu Seal of Qishan. You only need to leave your spiritual imprint on this seal of mine, and then I won't need to come here in the future. You can directly communicate with me remotely."

"Well?"

The old locust tree was a little surprised, "Is it true? Is it just to leave a spiritual mark?"

"Yes."

Chen Yang raised the Shan Yu Seal and said, "Try it, Elder Huai. I will introduce you to a few friends. They are also spiritual plants. Their mentors are Hu. They can also communicate with you through thoughts..."

Making more friends and having more people to talk to, socializing is the best way to relieve loneliness.

"Okay, I'll try."

The old locust tree tried hard to control one of its branches and pressed it down on the Shan Yu Seal on Chen Yang's chest.

He has not yet reached the realm of creation, so these movements are still very difficult for him.

Soon, the branches of the old locust tree pressed down on the Shan Yu Seal.

The next second, Chen Yang felt that the Shanyu Seal was slightly warm and there was an inexplicable vibration.

The Shanyu Seal has already accepted the spiritual imprint of the old locust tree.

In this way, it would be much more convenient for Chen Yang to communicate with the old locust tree in the future. He would not have to run such a long way and go up the mountain specifically.

He tried it with the old locust tree and they were able to communicate without any problems.

Chen Yang then contacted Huang Geshu again and asked Huang Geshu to bring Wutongshu in as well. There were three trees between them. After chatting for a while, they left the group chat.

"Mr. Huai, you won't be lonely now, right?"

Aren’t you lonely? I’ll introduce you to two friends. You can chat with them when you have nothing to do. You shouldn’t be lonely anymore, right?

These spiritual plants should have a lot of common topics.

"Well, thank you very much."

The old locust tree expressed its sincere gratitude, and one could tell there was joy in its voice.

"correct."

At this time, the old locust tree seemed to remember something and said to Chen Yang, "Last night, several people passed by the Old Ghost Forest. From what I heard from them, they were heading for Mixiangou..."

"Oh?"

Chen Yang raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, "Do you know who it is?"

Rice noodle ditch?
Why do people still go to Mixiangou?
"I don't know."

The old locust tree said, "An old man and an old woman, plus a middle-aged man, look like a family of three. Judging from their appearance, they should be here to Panshan. They are talking about the treasures of Mixiangou, their employers, etc...."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang pondered for a moment.

Treasure? Employer?
He thought of the family that came from Hong Kong Island, and figured that they might be some Panshan people that Zhang Yafeng had found for them.

After all, some time ago, they asked Zhang Yafeng to act as a matchmaker and wanted Chen Yang to help them go to Mixiangou again.

"okay, I get it."

Chen Yang nodded, but didn't care much.

There is no treasure in Mixian Gou. No matter how many people they look for, it will be in vain and a waste of manpower and resources.

So he didn't take it to heart.

"If you have any problems in the future, Elder Huai can directly find me through the spiritual imprint left in my Shan Yu Seal. However, spiritual communication will consume mental energy, so Elder Huai should use it with caution..."

Chen Yang was afraid that the old locust tree would harass him for no reason, after all, he had been lonely for a long time.

"you are leaving?"

The old locust tree was a little reluctant, but he felt relieved when he thought that he would be able to contact him directly later.

"call!"

A cold wind blew into the forest, making the Old Ghost Forest even colder and more eerie.

Chen Yang couldn't help but shrink his neck and felt a little chilly.

The humidity in the air seemed to have increased a lot, dark clouds were slowly gathering in the sky, and the light in the forest was gradually dimming.

It looks like it's going to rain again.

The weather changes so fast. This time, the weather forecast is quite accurate. The cold front is moving south, and I am afraid that the weather will start to get colder.

"It's getting cold, take care of yourself, Mr. Huai."

Chen Yang left a message and turned to leave the Old Ghost Forest.

……

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When they arrived at the Huangjing forest, Huang Can was still sweating profusely on the hillside, and the hoe was smoking from swinging it.

This guy was putting all his strength into it, as if he had too much energy and didn't know where to use it. After Chen Yang had been away for more than two hours, he had dug out a large pile of Polygonatum sibiricum again.

Damn the temptation of money!
This damn desire to win!
Chen Yang did not disturb him. He went around to the other side, avoided his sight, performed the Flying Swallow Skill, and quickly reached the top of the cliff.

On the top of the cliff, there are hundreds of weasels, and their efficiency is still very high. The Polygonatum odoratum ground has been almost completely turned over, and only twenty or thirty are still finishing up.

The rest, in groups of three or five, lay on the ground with their legs spread out to rest.

In the middle of the top of the cliff, there are two large piles of Polygonatum sibiricum, almost forming a small hill.

Chen Yang deliberately separated these two piles of Polygonatum according to their quality.

A bunch of them are ordinary D-grade Polygonatum, which are at most ten years old.

The other pile is higher quality C-grade Polygonatum, with ages ranging from a dozen to dozens of years.

"Old Huang!"

Chen Yang shouted.

"Squeak..."

In the distance, the Weasel King, who was surrounded by his rats and descendants, had drunk some wine and was still a little sleepy. He shuddered as if he had been electrocuted and immediately ran towards Chen Yang.

"Squeak!"

He jumped onto Chen Yang's shoulder in a few steps, and chattered in Chen Yang's ear, showing off their achievements for most of the day.

Some of the small ones were not wanted, as they were saved for seeds.

The weasel pack only picks on the big ones.

There are more D-grade Polygonatum, with a total of 1203 plants dug up, weighing about 300 kilograms.

C-grade Polygonatum is relatively rare, with a total of 103 plants, but the advantage is that they are large in size. The smallest one weighs two or three pounds, and the largest one can weigh more than ten pounds. In total, more than 500 pounds were dug out.

Even Chen Yang couldn't help but sigh that the soil on this mountain of corpses was extremely fertile.

After waiting for about half an hour, the weasels completed the rest of the work and then lined up neatly under the command of Lao Huang.

Hundreds of weasels, like an army waiting for inspection, all looked at Chen Yang.

Not to mention, it's really a very strange experience to be stared at by such a large group of weasels in this deep forest.

They have been busy for most of the day and their bodies are covered with mud. They must be very tired.

Chen Yang was still wondering whether he should pretend to give them a lecture, but then he thought better of it and decided not to bother them anymore.

Chen Yang took some physical essence and added a few drops of blood essence, dissolved it into a large bucket of water, and gave it to Lao Huang to divide it among them.

These things are the best for these weasels, especially the blood essence, which can help them grow and improve their physical fitness to a certain extent.

It can be regarded as Chen Yang's commendation and reward to them.

After all, you can't let people work for nothing.

After taking Old Huang and the weasel pack back to the pet space to recuperate, Chen Yang then put the two large piles of Polygonatum in front of him into the system warehouse.

After looking around, I found that there were actually quite a few Polygonatum sibiricum growing on the top of the cliff, but they were too young.

If we pick them now, it would be like exhausting the resources.

Just think of it as a stored experience package. If you really need it in the future, it won’t be too late to collect it again.

……

When I came down from the top of the cliff, it started to rain.

A cold front arrived, and the wind in the mountains was gloomy, damp and cold. Chen Yang quickly called out to Huang Can.

"What's wrong?"

Huang Can ran over happily and looked at Chen Yang with some confusion.

"It's raining. Let's stop here today and go down the mountain first, otherwise it will rain heavily later..."

There are already several hundred kilograms of Polygonatum in the warehouse, of which more than 500 kilograms are of C-grade quality. He has lost interest in continuing to dig.

Huang Can, on the other hand, was a little reluctant to leave. He looked up at the sky and said, "It shouldn't rain for a while, right?"

He himself didn't believe what he said.

The dark clouds in the sky have gathered into a mass, and the wind in the woods is howling. I'm afraid the rain will come soon, and it will definitely be heavy.

"Wait for me to clean up."

He left a word and ran to the back of the hill. After a while, he came back with a full basket of Polygonatum sibiricum.

You are really capable.

Chen Yang looked at his harvest. He had dug at least a hundred kilograms in the morning. In just over two hours this afternoon, he had filled such a big basket, which must be at least a hundred kilograms.

All together it weighs more than 200 kilograms.

As for Chen Yang, the Polygonatum sibiricum he dug in the morning was still piled there, not a single piece had increased in weight, and it was about two to three hundred kilograms.

The two of them together weigh about 500 pounds.

I found a pocket and filled the bag.

"Fortunately, there aren't too many. I should be able to carry them all."

Huang Can patted his harvest and smiled happily.

The big backpack was filled to the brim, with two additional large bags on top.

At least more than 200 kilograms, that is to say, if one kilogram can be sold for 40 yuan, his income today is almost more than 8,000 yuan.

Thinking of this, he felt like he was injected with chicken blood, and he wanted to go back and dig for a while.

Chen Yang also had a backpack and two pockets.

They couldn't tell exactly which one had more or less, and they had to go back and weigh them to find out.

"Can you do it?"

Chen Yang looked at Huang Can with a questioning look.

Although his physique was strengthened by the fire silkworms, he still weighed more than 200 pounds and was walking on a mountain road, so he doubted the boy's strength.

"It might work."

Huang Can was not sure either. He just had an inexplicable self-confidence, and the source of this self-confidence was precisely the fire silkworm in his body.

He tried and asked Chen Yang to help him carry it. Although it was a bit difficult, this guy gritted his teeth and actually carried it up.

It is a bit heavy, but still within his tolerance. It's just that the mountain road is difficult to travel on, so it might be a bit challenging to carry it down the mountain.

"Try it. Just carry as much as you can. If you can't carry it anymore, give it to me."

As Chen Yang spoke, he also picked up the backpack.

The same 200-plus kilograms, in Chen Yang's hands, seemed like 20 or 30 kilograms, and he easily carried it on his back.

"I can do it."

Huang Can gritted his teeth, found a stick to lean on, and walked in front of Chen Yang.

That means one step deep and one step shallow, one footprint at a time.

On the other hand, Chen Yang carried this amount of weight as if it were flat ground. It was nothing to him.

"Appropriate pressure boost and challenging your limits can improve your physical strength faster. You have fire silkworms in your body. During this period, they are feeding you back. This is a period of rapid improvement for your physical strength. You must seize this opportunity to temper yourself..."

"Ok!"

"come on!"

Huang Can walked slowly, and Chen Yang did not urge him. He just followed closely behind to prevent him from falling, and helped him up when he encountered a difficult road.

……

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This kid is indeed a ruthless person.

Although he walked slowly, he did not ask Chen Yang for help along the way. He gritted his teeth and carried more than 200 kilograms of Polygonatum down the mountain.

It took more than two hours in total.

When he returned to the old house, the guy collapsed to the ground.

Chen Yang weighed their haul.

Huang Can collected 256 kilograms of Polygonatum sibiricum, and Chen Yang collected 251 kilograms.

"Hey, Chen Yang, I won, it's your turn to treat me."

Huang Can immediately became overjoyed, and his spirits perked up, as if he were revived.

"You rock."

Chen Yang just smiled. He never thought about winning. After all, he cheated, so even if he won, it would be an unfair victory.

It's just a meal, he can still afford it.

If it hadn't been for Huang Can this time, he wouldn't have found such a large forest of Polygonatum odoratum, discovered the secret of the mountain of corpses, and not only received a bunch of rewards, but also got a tiger bone of the realm of creation.

This guy is a lucky star.

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