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

Chapter 296 Blood Mushroom, is there another expert hidden in Huangjia Village?

Chen Yang nodded and didn't say anything more.

The mountain road was difficult to walk on, and the two walked for an hour or so before they arrived at Feima Cliff.

In the distance, you can see a high cliff standing tall.

"Huh? Chen Yang, is there anyone on that cliff?"

There seemed to be a person standing on the top of the cliff, next to the edge of the cliff, but Huang Can couldn't see clearly because of the distance of several hundred meters.

Chen Yang looked at it intently.

His eyesight was enhanced, and although the scene was far away, his pupils were focused and the image was quickly zoomed in.

He could see the situation on the top of the cliff clearly.

There was indeed a person standing on the edge of the cliff. He was holding a bag in his hand and throwing something into the air. A large group of pigeons flew up from the bottom of the cliff, flew towards the person on the top of the cliff, and flew around him.

It seems to be feeding.

Because of the angle, Chen Yang couldn't see the man's face.

"Aren't they said that these pigeons are wild?" Chen Yang frowned slightly.

If someone is feeding them, does that mean these pigeons are being raised by someone?
What he wanted was wild pigeon droppings. If the pigeons were raised by humans, then it would obviously be a waste of time.

"Isn't this place wild enough?" Huang Can said.

Chen Yang was helpless, "Let's go up and take a look."

He originally wanted to go directly to the bottom of the cliff, get the pigeon droppings and leave, but now the situation has changed, so he followed the ridge to the top of the cliff.

"Uncle Huang?"

At the top of the cliff, the two were stunned when they saw the person in front of them.

This person was none other than Huang Daolin.

It's really hard to explain. They were just talking about Huang Daolin on the road, and they met here!
Huang Daolin was holding a basket filled with rice, which he was throwing into the air.

"Cuckoo..."

The top of the cliff was full of pigeons, making a lot of noise.

"Why are you two here?"

Huang Daolin walked through the flock of pigeons and towards Chen Yang and the others, with a look of confusion on his old face.

Chen Yang said, "I came here to get some aged wild pigeon droppings. I didn't expect to meet my uncle here."

Huang Daolin is already quite old, but he still runs up the mountain without any fear of bumping into things or being taken away by some wild beast.

“Pigeon droppings?”

Huang Daolin looked at him strangely. Why did he come all the way here to collect pigeon droppings?
Chen Yang nodded without further explanation, "Uncle, are these pigeons raised by you?"

"How can I possibly keep them?"

Huang Daolin shook his head. "It's just a coincidence that I came across them here and happened to feed them. I can't afford to raise so many pigeons."

By chance?

Chen Yang obviously didn't believe it.

It's such a coincidence that you ended up in this uninhabited mountain and wilderness.

"You came at the right time. Please help me feed them first. I'll go downstairs to get something."

Huang Daolin said this and put the basket in his hand into Chen Yang's hand.

Chen Yang was stunned, not knowing what he was doing.

Then he turned and walked towards the edge of the cliff. Without saying a word, in front of the two people's astonished gazes, he picked up a rope on the ground and slid directly down the cliff.

"what?"

Both of them were startled and hurried to the edge of the cliff and looked down.

Huang Daolin was agile. He stepped on the cliff, grabbed the hemp rope with one hand, and slid down quickly.

He is already old, and yet he performs such difficult moves, it's frightening to watch.

"Uncle, if you want to get something, come up and we will help you." Huang Can shouted.

"Just feed the pigeons and don't let them come down."

Huang Daolin's voice came from below, full of energy.

At this time, the pigeons on the top of the cliff finished eating the grains and flew up one after another.

Seeing this, Chen Yang hurriedly grabbed a few handfuls of millet and threw them into the air.

"Cuckoo..."

When the pigeons saw the food, they immediately rushed over and landed on the ground to grab the food.

……

Huang Daolin had already reached the halfway point of the cliff, where the pigeons' nest was.

There is a sunken area on the cliff, which looks like a natural nest. The space is not small and is completely sufficient for sheltering from wind and rain.

The pigeons in the nest had been led to the top of the cliff, and the nest was full of pigeon droppings, making it dirty and smelly.

The taste is simply indescribable.

You can see that there are quite a few pigeon eggs inside.

But Huang Daolin obviously didn't come for the pigeon eggs, and he didn't mind the dirtiness, so he rolled up his sleeves and reached in.

After a while, he took out a fist-sized, bright red thing that looked like it had been stained with blood.

A slight smile appeared on his face and he put the thing in his pocket.

Then, he scooped up two handfuls of pigeon droppings, put them into the other pocket, grabbed the rope and quickly climbed to the top of the cliff.

……

When they reached the top of the cliff, Huang Daolin grabbed the basket from Chen Yang's hand and dumped it directly on the ground.

The grain in the basket was scattered all over the ground.

"Cuckoo..."

The flock of pigeons immediately swarmed over.

"go!"

Huang Daolin said something, crossed the flock of pigeons, and quickly ran into the woods.

His steps were very steady.

……

-

Far away from Pegasus Cliff, you can see from afar that a group of pigeons, after eating grains, are circling in groups near the top of the cliff, seemingly searching for something.

The three of them took a short rest in a locust tree forest. Although the treetops were dense, they were not afraid of being discovered by the flock of pigeons.

Huang Daolin sat down on the ground and let out a long sigh.

He pulled out a few leaves, wiped his dirty hands, and then took the pigeon droppings out of his pocket.

This is old wild pigeon droppings, who knows how many years it has been since it was excreted. It has completely dried up and is in clumps, but there is not much odor.

"Is it enough? If not, go get it yourself." Huang Daolin asked Chen Yang.

Chen Yang took a look and found that it was about half a pound.

It's a little less, but it's enough to make a pot of wine.

Nodding his head, Chen Yang asked, "Uncle, what did you do just now?"

Huang Daolin smiled slightly, "Just like you, I have my eyes on something in the pigeon nest. These beasts are very powerful. If you don't give them something to eat, they won't give way to you."

Chen Yang raised his eyebrows, his eyes fell on his bulging pockets, full of curiosity, "What is it that is worth your effort!"

He pulled out the system panel and wanted to check Huang Daolin's information.

……

Name: Huang Daolin.

Physical fitness: Unknown.

……

The result was both unexpected and seemingly reasonable.

The last time he was at Huang Can's house, he did not check Huang Daolin's information. By the time he realized and wanted to check, he was gone.

This time, he seized the opportunity.

However, the information fed back to him by the system was that his physical condition was unknown.

This situation only occurred when facing people like Liu Jianguo who were in the spiritual realm.

So, this Huang Daolin, who is inconspicuous, is also a spiritual being?
Is there such a master hidden in Huangjia Village?
Although the system did not provide information about his physical condition, it also indirectly reflected that this person was not simple.

I just saw him climbing up and down the cliff with such agility, it was obvious that he was not an ordinary person.

This is a real talent.

Huang Daolin took out the things in his pocket.

Chen Yang's eyes fell on that thing.

A mushroom!
It's as big as a child's fist.

It is round and red, and the red looks a little eerie.

The moment Huang Daolin took it out, Chen Yang could smell a faint smell of blood.

The light in the forest was dim at this time, and the surface of the mushroom was still faintly emitting a layer of blood-red light.

It's like a special effect. Magical.

"What kind of mushroom is this? It looks so beautiful!" There was a strange gleam in Huang Can's eyes.

Huang Daolin didn't answer him, but looked at Chen Yang, "Xiaoyang, you graduated from Agricultural University, do you know this thing?"

There was a smile on his face, as if he was sure that Chen Yang would not recognize this thing.

"Blood mushroom?"

It came out of Chen Yang's mouth.

"Oh, you are indeed a top student."

Huang Daolin heard this, but his eyes flashed with a strange look, as if he was testing Chen Yang, "Then tell me, what is the use of this thing?"

"Blood mushrooms feed on blood and are a medicinal herb that replenishes blood and produces essence. However, this mushroom is highly poisonous and needs to be specially processed to remove the toxins before it can be used. However, the medicinal effect of processed blood mushrooms will be greatly reduced..."

Chen Yang talked eloquently, but in fact, the school had never taught him such things. All he knew was just the information given by the system.

"Uncle, can you show me?"

Chen Yang looked extremely curious.

Huang Daolin didn't say anything extra and directly handed the mushroom in his hand to Chen Yang.

……

"Ding, A-level spiritual treasure [Blood Mushroom] found, the illustration is opened, and the reward [Advanced Blood Essence]*1 is obtained. The item has been placed in the system warehouse and can be used at any time!"

A prompt message appeared in Chen Yang's mind.

This is also in the territory of Daqishan, in Chen Yang's binding area, so once there is an intersection, the reward will come naturally.

Advanced blood essence?
It was considered an unexpected gain. Chen Yang didn’t pay much attention to it, but looked at the mushroom carefully.

It's too fishy, ​​so fishy that it's a bit stinky.

"I know quite a lot."

Huang Daolin smiled, "However, you missed one thing. This blood mushroom also has the ability to confuse people. It grows in the nests of pigeons and releases spores with psychedelic abilities to confuse the pigeons, so that they feed it with blood and help it grow. I have been eyeing it for a long time, but it has just become powerful today, and I have to get rid of it now..."

Only then did Chen Yang see that there was a rusty nail stuck in the blood mushroom.

It should have been inserted by Huang Daolin.

A-level spiritual treasures have already developed intelligence, especially those that have consumed blood, which may even be able to run away.

This nail may be used to restrict its movement.

Upon hearing that this thing also had the ability to confuse, Chen Yang's eyes moved slightly. Huang Can, who had just stretched his head over, also retracted his neck and subconsciously wanted to move away.

Huang Daolin said, "It has just become powerful, how much can it do? Don't be afraid, the spores it releases are not very confusing, they can only confuse some small animals. You are so big, it can't confuse you."

Chen Yang handed the mushroom back to Huang Daolin, "Uncle, although this thing is very nutritious, it is also very poisonous, and its toxins are very troublesome to deal with. What's the point of taking this thing?"

"Ugh!"

Huang Daolin sighed when he heard this, but seemed to have something to hide and was unwilling to say more.

Seeing that he didn't want to talk, Chen Yang thought he had asked the wrong question, so he shut up and stopped asking.

"Uncle."

At this time, Huang Can remembered what he and Chen Yang had talked about on the road, so he asked directly, "Is it true that you helped Huang Fei marry a ghost wife?"

Apart from anything else, this kid didn't know how to be tactful when asking questions, and his personality is similar to Chen Yang.

Huang Daolin heard this and looked at Huang Can, with wrinkles on his face. "Why, you want one too?"

"I?"

Huang Can was choked and shook his head quickly, "I don't want it."

Huang Daolin just smiled and said nothing.

"Uncle, from what you said, this is true?" Chen Yang looked at him curiously.

"Let's talk about it after we get down the mountain."

Huang Daolin clapped his hands, stood up, walked to the edge of the woods, and looked in the direction of Pegasus Cliff.

The flock of pigeons could no longer be seen.

The three of them left the woods and walked down the mountain.

……

-

Huangjiacun.

Huang Daolin's family lives in the northeast corner of Huangjia Village, not far from Tuanjie Reservoir.

There was a spacious yard with a circle of osmanthus trees planted around it. The fragrant scent of the flowers mixed with the smell of incense and candles coming from the house formed a strange odor.

It’s not smelly, nor is it fragrant, but it’s quite refreshing.

The small western-style building on the second floor is decorated quite well. There is an incense table in the main hall and a statue of Zhao Yu, the founder of the Duangong lineage, hanging on the wall.

The portrait showed a handsome young man with a majestic appearance. He had a vertical eye in the middle of his forehead, was wearing golden armor, held a sword in his hand, and stepped on a blue-scaled dragon.

Majestic.

On the left is the prince with the golden spear, and on the right is a red-haired boy serving him.

The appearance is dignified.

There is an incense burner on the table, and many ritual instruments are placed next to it.

Dharma seal, Dharma bell, Dharma hexagram, ox horn, master's knife, command flag, command sword...

There are quite a lot of things.

On the wall hang robes, crowns, strange masks, etc. In the corners are piled some paper figures, paper money, incense sticks...

Huang Daolin washed his hands and then went to the statue of the ancestor to burn a stick of incense.

He put the blood mushroom obtained from Feima Cliff into a jar that had been prepared long ago, poured some incense ash from the incense burner into it, sealed it, and placed it under the incense table.

"Uncle, what are you doing? Are you trying to remove the poison from this blood mushroom?"

Although Huang Daolin may know more about the blood mushroom than himself, Chen Yang still feels it is necessary to remind him again.

This stuff is highly poisonous, just like puffer fish meat. If it is not handled properly and is taken by people rashly, it can be fatal. It is not a joke.

"Detoxification?"

Huang Daolin sat down on the wooden sofa next to him and shook his head. "This blood mushroom has just grown to its full potential, so its toxins are not that strong yet. I'll keep it for another night to increase its toxicity..."

"promote?"

Chen Yang looked at him in astonishment, very puzzled. This blood mushroom is indeed an excellent medicinal material for replenishing qi and producing essence, but it is a double-edged sword. If its toxicity is not handled properly, it will become a poison.

Huang Daolin not only does not deal with its poison, but instead promotes its toxicity. What's the reason for this?
Huang Daolin smiled and said, "You two, you came at the right time. If there is nothing urgent at home, don't go back tonight. Tomorrow, do me a favor."

"help?"

Huang Can immediately said, "Uncle, has anyone died in the village? Let me make it clear first, you can let me help carry the coffin, but I can forget about other things like crying for the dead. And you have to pay me..."

Considering Huang Daolin's occupation, he subconsciously thought that Huang Daolin's so-called help was probably about someone's death and holding a funeral.

Carrying a coffin?
Chen Yang's eyes moved slightly. He was not in the funeral business. This kind of business felt a bit unlucky. Moreover, he heard that one had to be very strong to be a coffin bearer. Not everyone could do it or dare to do it!

If he was asked to help carry the coffin, he would definitely refuse.

"Can you please listen to what I have to say, kid?"

Huang Daolin's wrinkled forehead was covered with black lines. He scolded Huang Can and then said with some emotion, "Past causes have consequences today. Huang Laogen asked me to extend his grandson's life back then. I helped him out of blood ties and ensured that his grandson lived to be thirty years old..."

"Now, Huang Fei is almost 31 years old. A few days ago, Fugui and his wife came to me again and asked me to think of a solution..."

……

"So, what happened to Brother Fei is true? Did you really marry him a ghost wife?" Huang Can exclaimed.

Chen Yang's face was also full of curiosity.

Huang Daolin waved his hand, "It's not as exaggerated as you think..."

Next, Huang Daolin opened up and talked about what happened that year.

Back then, Huang Fei's mother suffered a difficult labor and survived a near-death experience to give birth to him, but this also caused him to be born with congenital deficiencies and multiple illnesses and frailty. He went to many hospitals and consulted many doctors, but there was no improvement.

When Huang Fei was three years old, his grandfather Huang Laogen found Huang Daolin and asked Huang Daolin to think of a way to extend the life of his precious grandson.

Just like the legend in the village, Huang Daolin went into the mountains, carried a coffin back, and buried it under the main hall of Huang Laogen's house.

As for the rumor that Huang Fei married a ghost wife, that was completely false and Huang Daolin didn't know how the rumor came about.

But he was too lazy to pay attention to these rumors. Let others spread whatever they wanted. Anyway, since then, Huang Fei's health has gradually improved. Not only did he safely pass the age of 359, but he also grew up healthily like other children.

People in the village who knew about this incident all said that Huang Daolin was a real talent, and this incident also cast a veil of mystery over this Taoist priest.

"Uncle, why can burying him in a coffin ensure that he lives to the age of thirty? What is the scientific reason for this?" Chen Yang couldn't help but ask.

"laugh."

Before Huang Daolin could speak, Huang Can laughed first, "Uncle is just a feudal superstition, what's the point of talking about scientific superstition? Aren't you making things difficult for him?"

Huang Daolin said, "His recovery had nothing to do with the coffin. It was simply because a coffin fungus grew inside the coffin."

"Coffin fungus?"

Chen Yang exclaimed in surprise when he heard this.

Huang Daolin looked at Chen Yang in surprise, "You also know about coffin fungus?"

"I've heard of some."

Chen Yang gave a dry laugh. He had never seen what the coffin fungus looked like. However, He Shiwu had told him that there were a lot of them growing on Old Coffin Mountain, and he also promised to get him two mature ones.

Huang Daolin said, "The coffin fungus can cure his disease, but the coffin fungus has grown together with the things in the coffin and cannot be removed, so I did something to him. As long as he gets closer to the coffin, he can absorb the energy of the coffin fungus imperceptibly and successfully keep his life..."

(End of this chapter)