I work as a security guard at a cemetery, and I overhear the dead chatting about getting rich quick.

The wind blows.

The weeds lay flat.

More and more spiritual plants are being revealed below.

Purple jade grass is just one of the most conspicuous varieties.

Go further in.

There are also short grasses with bluish-green leaves.

Small, bright red flowers that grow close to the ground.

Several oddly shaped vines were wrapped around the dilapidated wooden frame.

The entire medicinal herb garden looked like it had been abandoned for many years.

But what truly dies seems to be only the surface.

The underground spiritual energy circulation is still in place.

And we've been maintaining this place all along.

The technician had already squatted down.

The values ​​on the detector kept jumping up.

"Twenty-one times."

"The middle area is higher."

"There is another source of spiritual energy on the east side."

Cheng Fang looked at Lin Ye.

"Can we go in?"

"Wait a minute."

The forest didn't move.

Ling Ting continued to press down.

The ground was too noisy.

wind.

Grass leaves.

insect.

There are also tiny roots hidden in the mud.

The truly useful things lie deeper.

The six streams of spiritual energy flowed along the edge of the medicinal field.

It sounds like water at first glance.

But the rhythm is too uniform.

It pauses slightly every so often.

Then accelerate again.

This did not form naturally.

Someone designed it.

Lin Ye slowly walked forward along the stone wall.

I did not step into the medicinal herb field.

He would stop every ten or so steps.

listen.

remember.

soon.

Six distinct spiritual energy nodes were gradually identified.

Two on the east side.

One on the north side.

The two in the middle.

The last one is hidden in the southwest corner.

The positions are not symmetrical.

There isn't any "key point" that you can spot at a glance.

Cheng Fang followed behind.

"Found it?"

"Part of it has been found."

Lin Ye looked up.

"This formation isn't driven by a single core player."

"Like six points connected to each other."

The Scripture of All Souls immediately moved.

"normal."

Lin Ye lowered his head.

"You know?"

"The medicinal herb fields mostly use spirit-attracting arrays and soil-nourishing arrays."

"Many of them were never meant to be single-core arrays."

Wanling spoke noticeably faster.

"If there's only one spot, the entire medicinal field will die if it's ruined."

This explanation is reasonable.

Lin Ye did not withdraw from listening to the spirits just because Wan Ling recognized him.

Instead, they continued listening.

All spirits know the common knowledge of ancient times.

But this formation has been in operation for over two thousand years.

Who knows how much of it is still intact?

really.

I listened for a while longer.

Lin Ye realized something was wrong.

"The spot in the southwest corner is missing."

"What?"

"More spiritual energy enters, less leaves."

Cheng Fang frowned.

"What sucked it in?"

"possible."

Lin Ye looked over there.

The surface was just a patch of weeds.

There was nothing there.

The drone flew over first.

Take the photo from above.

Still no abnormalities were found.

Cheng Fang didn't let anyone dig it up directly.

First, have the technical team install a probe.

The probe penetrated less than half a meter.

The data spiked instantly.

"There's a high-level spiritual response below."

"The depth is about 1.6 meters."

At the same time, an even deeper voice appeared in Lin Yeling's ears.

It's not an array pattern.

It looks like something is buried in the soil.

slow.

continued.

It has been absorbing the spiritual energy from the medicinal field.

Wanling suddenly said:

"Dig it up and take a look."

Cheng Fang glanced at it.

"Won't it break the formation?"

"Avoid touching the nodes."

"From the side."

soon.

A field worker used portable tools to dig from the outside of the medicinal herb field inwards.

The soil layer is not hard.

They dug down to a meter or more.

Suddenly, his head hit something.

when.

It's very crisp.

Everyone stopped.

The soil was cleared away.

Half of the gray stone trough was visible below.

The stone trough was only as wide as an arm.

It extends underground into the depths of the medicinal herb field.

There is no water in the tank.

However, it was covered with a layer of milky white liquid.

Or.

The spiritual energy was compressed to a near-liquid state.

The technicians were stunned.

"This is……"

Wanling lowered his voice slightly.

"Lingqu".

"The area beneath the medicinal herb field is specifically for spiritual energy."

Lin Ye listened along the stone trough.

Finally, part of the entire structure was pieced together.

The six nodes are only responsible for traffic distribution.

The true source of spiritual energy for the entire medicinal herb field is the underground spiritual canal.

And the Lingqu Canal is even deeper.

It is also connected to an even larger source.

"East."

Lin Ye looked up.

"The spiritual energy comes from the east."

Zhou Xiao stood at the back the whole time.

Upon hearing this, his expression suddenly changed.

"East?"

Lin Ye looked at him.

"What's wrong?"

"That used to be the Spirit Well."

"The water for the medicinal herb garden is all drawn from over there."

Cheng Fang immediately asked:

"Can it still be used?"

Zhou Xiao shook his head.

"It was almost dry before the mountain was closed."

But now.

The medicinal herb field is not only alive.

High-concentration spiritual liquid has even condensed again in the underground spiritual channel.

The answer is almost obvious.

The Lingjing Well has been restored.

Or.

Recovery in progress.

Cheng Fang immediately marked the eastern coordinates as the key area.

But there is no present past.

The scope of the first phase of exploration cannot be expanded indefinitely.

Moreover, we haven't even figured out what the medicinal field looks like yet.

Lin Ye turned his attention back to the southwest corner.

The lost spiritual energy does not disappear.

It was sucked away by something.

He listened back along the Lingqu Canal, little by little.

soon.

A completely different rhythm emerges.

thin.

dense.

It doesn't resemble array patterns.

It's more like countless roots absorbing at the same time.

Lin Ye walked to the stone wall.

Peel back the outermost layer of weeds.

There was nothing below.

He went forward again.

The voice in the spiritual hearing is clearer.

Take another step forward.

Wanling suddenly said:

"stop."

Lin Ye stopped walking.

There's something underground.

"You heard that too?"

I don't have your ears.

Wanling's tone was solemn.

"I can smell the medicine."

Cheng Fang had already raised his hand to signal the people behind him to stop.

The drone swept across from low altitude.

The thermal imaging showed no abnormalities.

There was no obvious reaction from life detectors.

Lin Ye squatted down.

Gently brush away a layer of loose soil with your fingertips.

Several thin, grayish-white roots quickly emerged below.

It's only as thick as a chopstick.

But these roots don't grow downwards.

Instead, it circled around the Lingqu Canal.

One after another.

Densely packed.

The technician whispered:

"parasitic?"

All spirits, however, refused.

"no."

"This is medicine."

Lin Ye frowned.

"What kind of medicine looks like this?"

Earthworm ginseng.

"Are there no leaves on it?"

"The leaves will wither after they mature."

Wanling paused.

"The truly valuable things are all underground."

Lin Ye followed the roots and looked inside.

The scope is not small.

It covered at least several square meters.

If the bottom is all earthworm ginseng...

That explains why this small area absorbed a portion of the spiritual energy of the entire medicinal field.

Wanling continued:

"Don't pull it out."

Why?

"The medicinal properties of this thing drop very quickly after it is removed from the soil."

"It's best to seal it up with soil along with it."

Cheng Fang made the decision immediately after hearing it.

"Only one sample was collected."

"All other markers".

Nobody objected.

This is not the time to sweep up resources.

It's about determining exactly what's here.

Technicians used an isolation box to cut away the outermost plant, soil and all.

It was just installed.

The detector immediately reported a value far higher than that of the Purple Jade Grass.

The other person read it several times.

"At least four times higher."

Lin Ye looked at Wan Ling.

"What about before?"

"For use by inner disciples."

Is it expensive?

"More valuable than the Purple Jade Grass."

"How many?"

Wanling fell silent for a moment.

Why do you have to exchange everything for money?

Lin Ye glanced at the medicinal herb field.

"Because there are actually people outside who are willing to pay money to buy it."

Wanling remained silent.

But everyone knows it.

The value of this medicinal herb garden is far more than just millions or tens of millions.

If it can continue to produce.

If the Lingjing well is truly restored.

If these ancient herbs can continue to reproduce.

Then it is a place that can generate resources in the long term.

Cheng Fang didn't linger either.

"This area is now under a higher level of protection."

"Send out the coordinates."

"After the second batch arrives, seal off the medicinal herb garden first."

The technicians began setting up the second set of beacons.

Lin Ye then walked along the stone wall to the other side.

The spiritual hearing hasn't been turned off yet.

this time.

He wanted to hear the complete cycle of the herb field formation again.

But we had just reached the north side.

A very soft voice drifted in.

sand.

Like the soles of shoes that have been rubbed in mud.

Lin Ye paused in his steps.

This sound is completely different from the natural sounds in the medicinal herb field.

Too new.

He lowered his head.

On the damp soil outside the stone wall.

There is a footprint.

The sole has a deep tread pattern.

These weren't the cloth boots Zhou Xiao and the others wore.

It wasn't the seven standard combat boots either.

Lin Ye squatted down and touched the edge.

The soil is not dry yet.

Cheng Fang walked over.

I glanced at it.

His face immediately darkened.

"Our people?"

"no."

Lin Ye looked up.

Look in the direction of the footprints.

There are three groups in total.

We circled around into the forest from the other side of the medicinal herb field.

The latest one.

It hasn't even fully rebounded yet.

And they had just left not long ago.