I Own a Garden with One Hundred Herbs

  Chapter 343 Yunzhao Gu worm meets natural enemy

  When the blizzard hits, Auntie's Baicao Poetry is extremely weak. But she still remembered that there was a special tent that was previously applied for by the system in the space.

  I don’t need it at this time, but wait until I go to heaven to use it?

   "Shinichi, help me!"

   Before the tent is opened, the strong wind will blow it away.

   "Fu Bao, Meng Bao, each corner!"

   With the wind and snow in his mouth, it was very difficult to speak. But animals are psychic. The two wolves held down one corner each, and the two horses each held a corner, and Shinichi was responsible for fixing it. Humans and beasts worked together around Baicaoshi, and soon a camouflage flower rose on the snow field.

   This is a system-made tent for three people, which is more than enough for two people. The two wolves turned into wolf-shaped pillows again, clinging to Baicaoshi for warmth. And really on the first floor, guarding the entrance of the tent.

  It snowed heavily all night and finally stopped.

  The depth of the snow did not exceed the ankle. If it wasn't for the strong wind, it would have blown away a lot, and it would have been even deeper.

   Those who can survive the blizzard are undoubtedly the best of the best.

  The next step is the process of the jungle.

   Five or six big men in a caravan, each wearing a thick cloak, stood in front of the camouflage tent.

   "Ahem, hand over the tent, and spare you from dying."

   Shinichi walked out holding the sword with sharp eyes. "If you want a tent, ask about my sword first."

  His voice was extremely hoarse, but he raised his sword and dropped it without any hesitation.

  Shu Shua Shua, the head fell to the ground.

  If there is a first wave, there will be a second wave and a third wave.

  Herbal Poetry is a little dazed. She had never experienced it personally, but she had heard Tie Lanxin say that back then in Boyang City, a man on the first floor was guarding the gate. It's on him.

  She endured the abdominal pain and weakness, and said to the two wolves, "Hey Fubao, go help him."

   There are a few aboriginal people in front of them. They come to play Baicaoshi's idea for the tent to keep warm.

   Before Zhen Yilou could make a move, two figures sprang out of the tent, as fast as lightning, one bite at a time, tearing off several pieces of the person's arm in a daze.

   Not only that, Fubao howled, and the distant snow field actually formed the sound of wolves.

  Who dares to act presumptuously when the Snowy Wolf King is out?

  Don’t say it, there really are.

  Han Zicen.

   It's just that this young shopkeeper, who was unrestrained and unrestrained before, is no different from a down-and-out son now, with unkempt hair and messy clothes. His lips were chapped and his voice was hoarse.

   "Miss Bai, you are a real hero. I, Han, have eyes and don't know heroes. Do you have extra heating items? Let us share some, and we can pay for it."

  This will make things worse.

   Soon, several quilts and jackets were thrown out from the camouflage cloak.

  Han Zicen was overjoyed, and the few remaining subordinates ran away holding the quilt. After running 30 meters away, it was neither too close nor too far away, leaving enough space and still within its protection range.

  This is the correct posture for holding the thigh.

   However, one wave is not flat, and another wave rises again. This time the caravan was completely different from the previous caravan. They were not so embarrassed, they were dressed in dark blue and red costumes, but covered their heads with mug fences, and everyone had an arrogant attitude.

"We are the messengers of the God of the Conch, and the God of the Conch will deliver the news to you. Hand over the caterpillar fungus, tents, and quilts, and the God of the Conch will bless you; otherwise, on behalf of the God of the Conch, we will judge you .”

   Play tricks!

Baicaoshi couldn't live in peace all morning, and it was already unbearable, so she rushed out of the tent under the quilt, "Is the **** of fish and conch just so shameless and skinny to steal people's things? Is the **** of fish and conch too cheap, or are you too cheap?" Shameless?"

  The fish snail messenger turned pale with choking, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

   "I know you are quite capable, and I still want to recruit you into the club, but since you don't eat or drink fines for toasting, don't blame us for being rude."

   As he spoke, his hand shook, and the medicine shovel in his hand attacked Baicaoshi.

   "Let me do it!" Shinichi continued forward.

   Baicao Poetry couldn't bear it after all.

  He has been exhausted all morning and cannot rest for a moment. He didn't even drink his saliva.

   "I can do it, my boy," she said.

   Shinichi was worried, lest she be careless and follow other people's ways.

  Herborist blinked, "I attach importance to it strategically and despise it tactically, lest they get too complacent."

  These two people are chattering, which is intolerable in the eyes of the messengers. He has already used ten percent of his strength, and he only wants to kill him with one blow.

  Baicaoshi is different from the past after all. At the critical moment, he flicked and moved, writhing among several messengers like a fish in water. In the blink of an eye, there were more than ten rounds.

  The messenger lost his patience seeing that he could not attack for a long time. Suddenly several people took off the long bamboo tube behind them at the same time, opened the lid, and poured dense scorpions and centipedes from it.

  In the novels Baicaoshi read in her previous life, no matter whether they were martial arts or tomb robbers, it was said that southern Xinjiang was rich in five poisons and was very domineering. Geographically, Yunzhao is very similar to Southern Xinjiang.

   "Shinichi, come to Huo Zhezi." Herborist shouted loudly, raised her sword and slashed at the centipede. Centipedes are fearless, and if one falls, there will be countless more. The two wolves also rushed into the poisonous insects and crushed them with their claws.

  Shinichi's fire bag was directly thrown into the middle of the poison. There is nothing in this world that is not afraid of fire.

   However, something weird happened. Now obviously many poisonous insects died, but one of the messengers grabbed a handful of Cordyceps sinensis from his pocket and threw them in front of the scorpions and centipedes. Those centipedes and scorpions were addicted to biting the caterpillars, and became alive at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even the attack became more violent.

   At the same time, the messengers began to mutter.

   Baicao Shi couldn't understand what was being read, it seemed like the most powerful spell in the world.

   Facing the poison with twice the combat power, Baicaoshi's intensive phobia came up, and coupled with the impact of abdominal pain, double images appeared in front of his eyes. In desperation, she threw out her own poison, trying to fight poison with poison.

   "Hahaha, even if you hand over your tents and caterpillar fungus, it won't help. After you go underground, I will treat your spoils well."

  Baicaoshi has already stepped back, standing side by side with Zhen Yilou.

   "Shishi, are you afraid?"

   "Not afraid."

   "Okay, I will **** you out first."

  His long sword danced impenetrably, attacking those poisonous substances that had been fed with Cordyceps sinensis. The corpses of centipedes and scorpions were everywhere, but they kept attacking.

  If things go on like this, Baicaoshi and Zhenyilou must be exhausted and die tragically among these poisonous insects.

   Right at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

  The clucking sound of the rooster came from a distance, with the aura of deterring all poisonous insects. Those poisonous insects seemed to have encountered a natural coercion, their souls trembled, and they hesitated.

  Accompanied by the crowing of the rooster, a figure passed by like a whirlwind, raising a sword in his hand and falling, and several messengers fell to the ground one after another. Oh no, there was another one, but a sword was on his neck.

   "Stop your **** spells."

  The poisonous insects without the blessing of the spell receded like the tide.

  Baicaoshi blinked, then blinked again, and saw the person who came, covered in snow and snow, with bloodshot eyes, and his cloak was torn and dusty, but none of this concealed his majestic appearance.

   Isn't it Zhe Yu that she thinks about day and night?

   "Yubao!" Baicaoshi rushed over like a suckling swallow.

  Zhe Yu stunned the messenger with a knife in one hand, and raised the cloak with the other hand, covering Baicaoshi inside. Then his kiss fell down.

  (end of this chapter)