Chapter 240: Invite old locust trees into the group and have a good harvest!
“The specific situation was that I couldn’t get through and couldn’t see. I could only hear the sound of fighting, which lasted for a whole day and night, and didn’t stop until the next morning...”
“Finally, it was I’m not sure which side won. A few days later, a big dirt bag appeared there, and the smell of blood was covered up. Then, there was nothing more..."
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The story told by the old locust tree is a bit irrelevant, and Chen Yang can only sort out a general outline of the incident.
That is to say, there was a battle on Huang Jinglin's side.
Moreover, it is a battle of considerable scale.
There are many people chasing one person.
The beast carcasses in Huang Jinglin should be from that time, including the tiger carcass in the Creation Realm.
"What does the man who is being hunted look like? Do you know who he is?" Chen Yang asked curiously.
"What does he look like?"
The old locust tree pondered for a moment, as if he was reminiscing, "He just passed by in a flash that day, and I didn't see it clearly. I only remember that he looked quite rough. I heard it later. Some people call him Lord Stone..."
"By the way, he is riding a tiger. The tiger has white hair and black stripes all over its body, long eyebrows and hanging eyes, and its roar is extremely terrifying. At that time, I just Sometimes, it just passes by me, and I can't help but tremble in my soul..."
When he said this, the old locust tree seemed to remember the situation at that time, and his voice was slightly trembling.
In the final analysis, the old locust tree is just a bystander. It does not understand the specific situation. It does not know who those people are, let alone why that person is being hunted down.
All it knows is that such an incident happened at that time.
Chen Yang sat under the tree and sorted out his thoughts.
Tiger, Stone Lord.
Lord should be a title, this person’s surname is Shi.
Almost subconsciously, he thought of the Bamian Mountain Underground Palace and the great master of the Pingtian Sect who left the three-corpse sacred tree in the underground palace.
I heard from the Wutong tree that the great man planted the Three Corpse Sacred Tree in the Bamian Mountain Underground Palace and cultivated the Three Corpse Insects. He wanted to use the Insects to kill the corpses, break through to the realm of Tao Zhen, and turn the tide, thus achieving his great ambition.
But in the end, he was defeated and died before the three corpse insects were raised.
It happened more than a hundred years ago, and the time is completely right.
Chen Yang naturally connected the two.
Maybe, it’s the same person.
That creation-level tiger should be this person's spiritual pet. During the battle at Huang Jinglin, this spiritual pet died in the battle and was buried here.
As for the specific victory or defeat of that battle, it is unknown.
Too much time has passed and there are too few clues. Chen Yang has no way to speculate.
Of course, he doesn’t need to worry about this now. He asked Laohuaishu about this today out of pure curiosity.
More than a hundred years have passed, and dust will return to dust, and dust will return to dust. Even if he knew the truth back then, he would just have heard an ancient story.
That's all.
This Daqi Mountain may not be big, but it is not small either. Over the past thousands of years, countless unknown things have happened.
Chen Yang couldn't help but sigh.
"If you hadn't asked, I would have almost forgotten this. It's been so long, I'm afraid it would have been hundreds of years if I didn't talk about it."
The old locust tree was still sighing there, "I was just coming of age at that time, and I was still a little ignorant. This incident left a big shadow on my heart. This world was so dangerous that I didn't dare to explore outside the Old Ghost Forest for a long time. To this day, we are still sitting in a well and looking at the sky..."
He rambled on, and then asked, "Chen Yang, tell me, what kind of world is outside me?"
Although Chen Yang told him some stories, what he heard was different from what he heard. What he saw with his own eyes was completely different. As for the picture of the outside world, Laohuai Shu could only stay in his imagination.
His voice was full of yearning.
He yearns for the outside world, but is a little afraid of being exposed to the outside world.
This is a complex and contradictory mentality.
"If you are willing, I can actually find a way to take you out of the mountain."
Chen Yang's words were not considered perfunctory.
If the old locust tree is willing, he can indeed find a way to transplant it from the mountains.
The worst thing is to spend more effort and money.
"This..."
When the old locust tree heard this, he laughed dryly, "Let's forget it. I'm afraid I won't be able to adapt to a strange environment."
A very pure otaku mentality.
He has been in this forest for a long time, so he is naturally irritable and disgusted with this forest in his heart. But if he really wants to let it go, he will definitely think it is better here.
After all, a golden nest or a silver nest is not as good as your own doghouse.
Chen Yang knew he would answer this way and didn't say much.
The two can be regarded as friends. If Lao Huaishu wants to leave here, Chen Yang will naturally be willing to help. Anyway, everything will follow Lao Huaishu's wishes.
"Everything about this place is good. It's just that it's a bit boring to be alone for a long time without anyone to talk to. It would be nice if you could come more often..."
The old locust tree came back again Start chattering.
Chen Yang said, "If you just feel lonely and want to find someone to talk to, then I can help you."
"Can you come and talk to me often?" The old locust tree said with a voice A bit happy.
"I'm very busy, so of course I can't come here all the time."
Chen Yang shook his head, and he took out the Shanyu Seal directly, "Huai Lao should be able to use his mental power. Can you do it with me? Leave a mark of your spirit on the seal?"
"What are you..." Old Sophora Tree asked in confusion.
"Shanyu Seal."
Chen Yang said seriously, "To be precise, it is the Shanyu Seal of Qishan. You only need to leave your mark on my seal. Spiritual imprint, you don’t need me to come here anymore, you can directly communicate with me remotely.”
"Huh?"
The old locust tree was a little surprised, "Real or fake? Just leave a spiritual mark?"
"That's right."
Chen Yang He raised the Shan Yu Seal and said, "Try it, Mr. Huai. Then I will introduce you to a few friends. They are also spiritual plants and mentor Hu. They can also communicate with you..."
Making friends Having more people and more people to talk to is the best way to alleviate loneliness.
"Okay, I'll try."
The old locust tree tried hard to control one of its branches and pressed it down on the mountain tiger mark on Chen Yang's chest.
He has not yet reached the realm of creation, so these actions are still very difficult for him.
Soon, the branches of the old locust tree pressed against the mountain seal.
The next second, Chen Yang felt that the Shan Yu Seal was slightly heated, and there was an inexplicable vibration.
Shan Yuyin has accepted the spiritual imprint of the old locust tree.
In this way, it will be much more convenient for Chen Yang to communicate with the old locust tree in the future. He does not need to travel such a long distance and make a special trip to the mountain.
He and Lao Huaishu tried it, and communication was fine.
Chen Yang contacted Huang Geshu again and asked Huang Geshu to bring the sycamore tree in, one person and three trees. After chatting for a while, he quit the group chat.
"Huai Lao, you won't be lonely now, right?"
Aren't you lonely? I'll introduce you to two friends and have a chat. You won't be lonely anymore, right?
There should be many common topics among these spiritual plants.
"Well, thank you very much."
The old locust tree expressed its heartfelt thanks, and you could hear the joy in its voice.
“That’s right.”
At this time, the old locust tree seemed to have remembered something and said to Chen Yang, "Last night, a few people passed by the old ghost forest. I heard them talking, and they should be heading for the rice noodle ditch..."
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Hearing this, Chen Yang raised his eyebrows slightly, "Do you know who he is?"
Mixiangou?
Why do people still go to Mi Nian Gou?
"I don't know."
The old locust tree said, "A pair of old men and women, plus a middle-aged man, look like a family of three. Looking at them, they must have come to Panshan, talking to each other about rice noodle ditch. Treasures, employers, etc..."
Hearing this, Chen Yang pondered for a moment.
Treasure? employer?
He thought of the family from Hong Kong Island, thinking that they might be some Panshan people that Zhang Yafeng found for them.
After all, some time ago, they asked Zhang Yafeng to build a bridge and wanted Chen Yang to help them take a trip to Mi Nian Gou.
"Okay, I understand."
Chen Yang nodded, but didn't care much.
What treasures are there in Mi Nian Gou? No matter how many people they look for, it will be in vain and a waste of manpower and material resources.
So he didn't take it to heart.
"If anything happens in the future, Mr. Huai can just come to me directly through the spiritual imprint left in my Shanyu Seal. However, the divine meeting will consume your mental power, so Mr. Huai should use it carefully..."
Chen Yang He was afraid that the old locust tree would harass him because he had been alone for a long time.
“Are you leaving?”
Lao Huaishu was a little reluctant to leave, but he felt relieved when he thought that he could contact him directly in the future.
“Hoo!”
A gust of cold wind blew into the forest, making the old ghost forest even more cold.
Chen Yang couldn't help but shrink his neck, feeling a hint of coolness.
The humidity in the air seems to have increased a lot, clouds are slowly gathering in the sky, and the light in the forest is gradually dimming.
It looks like it’s going to rain again.
The day has changed really fast. This time, the weather forecast is quite accurate. The cold air is moving southward. Next, the weather will probably start to get colder.
"It's getting cold, Mr. Huai, take care of yourself."
Chen Yang left an instruction and turned and left the old ghost forest.
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When we arrived at Huang Jinglin's position, Huang Can was still sweating profusely on the hillside, and his hoe was almost smoking.
This guy was working hard, and it seemed like he had too much strength to use. Chen Yang had been away for more than two hours, and he had already dug out a lot of Huang Jing.
Damn the temptation of money!
This damn desire to win!
Chen Yang did not bother him, walked around to the other side, avoided his sight, used the Feiyan Kung, and quickly reached the top of the cliff.
On the top of the cliff, there are hundreds of weasels, and they are still very efficient. Huang Jing's land has been almost completely plowed, and only twenty or thirty are still finishing.
The rest, in groups, lay on the ground to rest.
In the middle of the cliff top, there are two large piles of Polygonatum japonica, almost forming a hill.
Chen Yang deliberately separated these two piles of Polygonatum japonica according to their quality.
A bunch of them are ordinary D-grade Polygonatum, aged at most ten years.
The other pile is of higher quality C-grade Polygonatum japonica, ranging from ten to several decades old.
“Old Huang!”
Chen Yang shouted.
"Zhizhi..."
In the distance, surrounded by his rats and grandsons, the Weasel King, who was drunk and a little sleepy, seemed to have been electrocuted. He was so excited that he immediately ran towards Chen Yang.
"Zhizhi!"
He jumped up to Chen Yang's shoulder in a few clicks, chattering in Chen Yang's ear, showing off their achievements for most of the day.
I don’t want any of the small ones, they are just seeds.
The weasel pack specializes in picking out the big ones.
There are more D-grade Polygonatum spp. A total of 1,203 plants were dug up, which weighs about 300 kilograms.
C-grade Polygonatum is relatively rare in number, with a total of 103 plants, but it is big in size. The smallest plant weighs two or three kilograms, and the large one weighs more than ten kilograms. A total of more than 500 kilograms were dug out.
Even Chen Yang couldn't help but sigh, the soil on this corpse mountain was really not that fertile.
After waiting for about half an hour, the weasel group completed the remaining work and then lined up neatly under the command of Lao Huang.
Hundreds of weasels, like an army waiting for review, all looked at Chen Yang.
Don’t mention it, it’s really a strange experience to have such a large group of weasels staring at you in this deep mountain forest.
All of these people have been working for a long time, and their bodies are covered with mud. They must be very tired.
Chen Yang was still thinking about whether to pretend to lecture them, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it and stop tormenting them.
Taking some physical strength puree and adding a few drops of blood essence, Chen Yang turned it into a large bucket of water and gave it to Lao Huang to share.
These things are the best things for these weasels, especially blood essence, which can help them grow to a certain extent and improve their physical fitness.
This can be regarded as a reward and reward from Chen Yang.
After all, you can't let people work in vain.
After taking Lao Huang and the group of weasels back to the pet space to recuperate, Chen Yang immediately took the two large piles of Huang Jing in front of him into the system warehouse.
Looking around, there are actually a lot of Polygonatum growing on the top of the cliff, but they are too young.
If you pick it now, it will be a bit exhausting.
Just think of it as a stored experience package. If you really need it in the future, it won’t be too late to pick it up again.
...
When we came down from the top of the cliff, raindrops were already starting to fall from the sky.
The cold air came, and the wind in the mountains was gloomy and autumn, damp and cold. Chen Yang quickly shouted Huang Can.
"What's wrong?"
Huang Can ran over and looked at Chen Yang with some confusion.
"It's raining. Let's stop here today. Go down the mountain first, otherwise it will rain heavily in a while..."
There are already hundreds of kilograms of Polygonatum in the warehouse, of which there are probably more than 500 of C-grade quality. Jin, he has lost interest in continuing to dig.
Huang Can, on the other hand, was a little reluctant when he said he wanted to leave. He raised his head and looked at the sky, "It won't rain for a while, right?"
Those words When he came out, he didn't even believe it.
The dark clouds in the sky have gathered together, and the wind in the forest is blowing loudly. The rain is probably going to fall soon, and it will definitely be heavy.
"Wait for me to clean up."
He dropped a word and ran to the back of the hillside. After a while, he came back with a basket full of Huangjing.
Really capable.
Chen Yang looked at his harvest. He dug at least a hundred kilograms in the morning. In just over two hours this afternoon, he had made such a large basket, which weighed at least a hundred kilograms.
The total weight is more than two hundred kilograms.
As for Chen Yang, the Polygonatum japonica dug in the morning was still piled on the same place. One piece had not grown, and it was about two to three hundred kilograms.
The combined weight of the two of them weighs almost five hundred pounds.
Find a pocket and put it in the bag.
“Fortunately, it’s not a lot, I should still be able to carry it.”
Huang Can patted his harvest and smiled happily.
The large backpack is fully packed, plus there are two large pockets on it.
It is more than two hundred kilograms at least. In other words, if one kilogram can be sold for forty yuan, his income today is almost more than eight thousand yuan.
Thinking of this, his whole body felt as if he had been injected with chicken blood, and he wished he could go back and dig for a while.
Chen Yang also packed a backpack and two pockets.
They couldn't tell who was more and who was less. They would have to go back and weigh them before they could find out.
"Are you okay?"
Chen Yang looked at Huang Can questioningly.
Although his physique had been strengthened by the fire silkworms, more than two hundred pounds was still a mountainous road, and he doubted the boy's strength.
"It should be possible."
Huang Can is not sure either, he just has such an inexplicable self-confidence, and the source of this self-confidence is precisely the fire silkworm in his body.
He tried it and asked Chen Yang to help him support him. Although it was a bit difficult, the guy gritted his teeth and really carried it on his back.
The weight is a bit heavy, but it is still within the range that he can bear. It is just that the mountain road is difficult, and it may be a bit challenging to carry it down the mountain.
"Try it. It doesn't matter if you can carry it as far as you can. If you can't carry it anymore, give it to me."
Chen Yang said and also put the basket on his back.
The same weight of more than two hundred kilograms, in Chen Yang’s hands, was like twenty or thirty kilograms, easily carried on his back.
"I can do it."
Huang Can gritted his teeth, found a stick and walked in front of Chen Yang.
That is one step at a time, one step at a time.
On the other hand, Chen Yang was as if he were walking on flat ground. This weight was completely childish for him.
“Appropriate supercharging and challenging the limit can improve your body faster. There are fire silkworms in your body. From the beginning, it will feed you back. This is the period of rapid growth of your body. You have to Seize this opportunity to temper..."
"Yeah!"
"Come on!"
Huang Can walked slowly, and Chen Yang didn't rush him. He just followed closely behind to prevent him from falling and encountering difficulties. Road, give him a hand.
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This guy is indeed a ruthless person.
Although he walked slowly, he didn’t let Chen Yang help him along the way. He gritted his teeth and carried more than 200 kilograms of Huang Jing down the mountain.
It took more than two hours.
Back at the old house, this guy collapsed directly on the ground.
Chen Yang weighed their harvest.
Huang Can collected 256 kilograms of Polygonatum japonica and Chen Yang collected 251 kilograms.
"Hey, Chen Yang, I won, it's your turn to treat me."
Huang Can was immediately overjoyed, and felt energetic, as if he was resurrected with full blood.
"You are awesome."
Chen Yang just smiled. He didn't even think about winning. After all, he cheated, and even if he won, it would be a weak victory.
It was just a meal, he could still afford it.
If it hadn't been for Huang Can this time, how would he have found such a large Huangjing Forest, discovered the secret of the Corpse Mountain, received a bunch of rewards, and even obtained a pair of creation-level tiger bones.
This guy is a lucky star.
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