forest developer

Chapter 20 Miasma is poisonous
Ling Zikai was getting annoyed, but he didn't expect Du Juan to say such a thing, so his heart was filled with anger, he snorted coldly, and ignored her words.

"Why don't you speak? Did I hit the mark?" Du Juan continued with some reluctance.

Ling Zikai looked at Du Juan coldly, and found that although her tone was flat and the expression on her face didn't change, there was a trace of tension in her eyes, and she looked at him motionlessly, as if her answer was very important to her , then said:
"You look down on me too much! Although I, Ling Zikai, don't have the great spirit of sacrificing one's life to save others, I am also a man who dares to be a man. Now that I choose to join, I won't have any regrets!"

When Du Juan heard the words, his face was like bright flowers blooming immediately, and he smiled sweetly: "Why are you angry? He was just talking casually! You are a man, just such a small belly! I am wrong, I will compensate you present!"

After speaking, Du Juan really had to salute Ling Zikai gracefully, her words and deeds showed a bit of a little girl's coquettishness, which made Ling Zikai neither angry nor laugh for a while.

"No, you are lying to me! This miasma is not poisonous at all, otherwise I have been here for more than ten hours, how come there is no symptom of poisoning?"

Ling Zikai suddenly came to his senses and said.

Du Juan shook his head, and said seriously: "I'm not lying to you, this miasma is really poisonous. Because few people come in, there are many rare and long-lived species growing in the mountain stream, such as wild ginseng, Polygonum multiflorum, Ganoderma lucidum, etc. Found it. So every year, some people who were deluded by money and sane, risked their lives to come in. But without exception, these people either died under the attack of wild animals, or died of the poison of miasma. Even One or two people who managed to escape by chance, would get seriously ill after they got out, and become insane and delirious.”

"As for why you didn't get poisoned, according to my guess, it must be related to the spirit bone of the ancestor god in your body. Because according to the records of our Dulunke tribe, there are only shamans who have the spirit bone of the ancestor god in this Tiger Leaping Stream. Only then can they enter and leave it safely, obviously it is the ancestral soul bone that plays the key role."

Ling Zikai asked suspiciously: "According to what you said, I am immune to the miasma, but why did you stay longer than me and did not show any symptoms of poisoning? Could it be that you also have the soul bone of the ancestor god in your body?" !"

Du Juan said: "Where are there so many soul bones of ancestor gods in this world! When a new shaman appears, the soul bones are integrated into his body, and only after his death will the soul bones reappear , continue to look for the next generation of inheritors. Maybe my body is a little special, and I can also be immune to the poison in the miasma."

"Have you been here before?"

Du Juan said leisurely: "I came here when I was nine years old!"

Ling Zikai asked, "Why did you come here?"

"That year, I suddenly fell ill and woke up after sleeping for seven days and seven nights, but I was unconscious and talking nonsense. The old people in the family said that I was possessed by the ancestor god, although I failed to fuse the soul bone of the ancestor god, but it is possible to become a new generation of shaman. So I took the soul bone pendant passed down by the ancestor god and entered the Tiger Leaping Stream. Chance allowed me to fuse my soul bone."

"It's strange to say that after I entered here, I became sober. I stayed there for a full ten days. Although I failed to fuse the soul bone of the ancestor spirit, after I went out, there was no abnormality in my body. And the illness was cured, which caused quite a stir at the time!"

Ling Zikai took a deep breath, it was hard to imagine how a nine-year-old girl survived for ten days in this mysterious primitive land, and asked subconsciously: "During ten days, must you eat enough?" Less suffering!"

Du Juan smiled: "It's not a hardship, but I was too young at the time, and I was a little scared to stay here alone. In fact, as long as I can resist the poison of the miasma, there is no serious danger. The beasts here are still very kind." Yes, if you don’t bring threats or harm to them, they won’t actively attack you. I wandered inside for so long and found a lot of interesting places! I’ll take you to see it when the sun rises!”

Ling Zikai saw that although Du Juan said it lightly, there must be unimaginable danger in it, but he just didn't want to say it.What kind of girl is this?

Perhaps it is in her short life of more than 20 years, after experiencing the parting of her relatives and the test of life and death, she has created an indomitable and eternally strong heart in her beautiful body.In contrast, Ling Zikai felt a little ashamed.

"Later, did you come in again?"

"I have been here a few times to look for things that are good for the development of the forest farm, such as some saplings, seeds and so on. Every time I came in quietly, and I left immediately when I found it. I didn't stay for long. People know I've been here!"

Ling Zikai nodded with deep sympathy. It must be considered that this is a restricted area of ​​life. If outsiders find that she can go in and out without incident, she will be treated as a monster, and even give some people with ulterior motives an opportunity to bring Some unnecessary trouble!
Unknowingly, the white mist lingering in the surrounding woods gradually thickened.

Seeing that the firewood in the firepit in the field was almost exhausted, Ling Zikai just wanted to pick up some dry firewood and add another.

But Dujuan used a wooden stick to spread the bonfire away and let it go out, explaining in his mouth: "It is almost dawn, there is no need to add fire, we will set off later! I will take you to see the bonfire here. Some babies."

Ling Zikai glanced at Du Juan who was making eyelids at him mischievously, and asked curiously, "Is there any treasure hidden here?"

Du Juan nodded and said, "This is the place where the ancestor god lived. How could there be no treasures! But let me remind you first, don't be blinded by greed!"

After waiting for a while, the night gradually faded, revealing a hazy shadow in the mountain forest.Du Juan led Ling Zikai and set off along a small stream in the forest.

Walking in the forest, the dense fog, floating softly in the air like white gauze, will wrap the whole person in it from time to time, and the eyes are so white that you can't see your fingers.

Although he knew that his body was immune to the miasma poison, thinking of its horror still made Ling Zikai a little uneasy and apprehensive, so he couldn't help but stop.

At this moment, a soft slender hand grabbed his palm and pulled him to continue walking forward.Feeling the warmth from that soft and boneless hand, Ling Zikai's mind swayed slightly, and without any scruples in his heart, he followed Du Juan's footsteps closely.

After walking for a while, there was a mountain ridge in front of us.The rising sun in the east dispelled the thick fog and revealed the cols ahead.

I saw the trees standing quietly under the blue sky, with open arms to welcome the sun.The wildflowers everywhere are glistening with dewdrops, and exuding the fragrance of grass, flowers and moist earth.A few sika deer are walking gracefully by the stream, exquisite little squirrels are jumping among the trees, and the singing of mountain birds is heard in the ears, and there are vibrant scenes everywhere!
For the first time in his life, Ling Zikai felt like entering a fairyland, completely intoxicated.

Inadvertently, I felt that the slender hand holding me was loosened, and wanted to retract it, so I subconsciously grabbed it with my backhand.The slender hand struggled a little, but seeing that it could not be freed, it stopped moving and let Ling Zikai hold it.

Ling Zikai secretly glanced at Du Juan, and saw that she lowered her head slightly, with a blush smeared on her ears.

At this time, a ray of sunlight shot obliquely through the leaves, and dyed a layer of gorgeous halo on her plain face facing the sky.The firm and straight bridge of the nose is both feminine and masculine; the slightly thin and soft cherry lips show a kind of almost transparent ruby ​​red, which is always delicate and moist, as if just looking at it can make people intoxicated ; a head of water-like soft black shiny long hair, slanted down like a waterfall, just rightly scattered on the slightly shaved fragrant shoulders...

Ling Zikai's eyes became a little obsessed, and he stood there foolishly, until Du Juan's somewhat embarrassing voice came from his ears: "Have you seen enough?"

Only then did he wake up, and couldn't help saying: "It's so beautiful!"

"What are you talking about! If you talk nonsense again, I will ignore you!"

Ling Zikai chuckled, and said with some malicious intentions: "What are you thinking? I mean the scenery here is so beautiful!"

"you--"

Du Juan stamped her feet shyly, broke away from Ling Zikai's hand, and ran away.

Ling Zikai let out a burst of happy laughter, and ran after him.

The two trotted all the way, and in a blink of an eye they came to the bottom of the col.

Du Juan led Ling Zikai to a gentle slope facing the sun.There grew a dense linden forest, thick with litter and knee-deep weeds, making every step arduous.There is thick humus under the feet, and it feels like a soft cushion when stepped on.

While walking, Du Juan suddenly said to Ling Zikai: "Don't move!"

Ling Zikai was startled, thinking that there was some kind of poisonous snake hiding in front of him, so he stood still and did not dare to move.

But Dujuan walked to Ling Zikai's side, squatted down, and brushed away some weeds at his feet, revealing a plant more than 30 centimeters high, with five small petioles, each with five palm-shaped leaves. type of green leaves.Moreover, there are thin rods on the top of the leaves, with a bright red cluster on the top, which looks like a chicken waist and looks like a hammer, which is really beautiful.

"This is a wild ginseng!" Ling Zikai exclaimed in surprise.

Du Juan nodded, carefully peeled away the rotten soil at the root of the ginseng, inspected it carefully, then quickly filled it with the same rotten soil, stood up, and said, "That's right, this is a five-five-year-old ginseng plant. Leaf ginseng should be thirty or forty years old!"

(End of this chapter)