Seven Strings in Dreams

Zhuji actually felt like he had nothing to say. He seldom fought alongside everyone else. He always supported everyone from the rear.

Zhuji did not doubt what Monk said.

The lives of all eight of them belong to the high priest.

Their trust in the high priest was unquestionable.

If he wasn't with Monk but Linlang was there, things wouldn't be so complicated.

Linlang is the think tank for them, and Zhuji has never doubted this.

Marching and fighting cannot be done without military affairs, and they cannot be done without Linlang.

The eight of them shouldn't have any weaknesses.

But no one is perfect, everyone has their own shortcomings and strengths.

The eight of them must unite to better protect the high priest, better guard the altar, and better accomplish their mission.

Zhuji: "Linlang and Congheng will be fine."

Monk: "They disappeared in this area, not defeated by the most terrible human heart. So, I believe they are fine, they just can't get out."

Zhuji stood beside Monk and looked in the direction he said.

The endless sea of ​​flowers rustles with the wind, and the faint floral fragrance makes people more awake.

The sea of ​​flowers under the moonlight is mysterious and beautiful, with an indescribable beauty compared to the daytime.

Zhuji: "Let's make it quick and decisive!"

Zhuji was actually a little excited and happy.

Monk: "It is indeed a quick battle, but you have to meet me here, I will go in by myself"

Zhuji: "I'm already here, and you want me to wait here?"

Monk: "Although we feel that we have cleared out all the people who should be cleared out and the overall situation is under control, we cannot guarantee that there will be no fish that slip through the net."

Zhuji: "Wouldn't it be more dangerous for me to be here alone?"

Monk: "I'll give you two talismans. Burn them when you're in danger, and you can get to my side. But there are traps everywhere in here, and every step is frightening. These formations are changing at any time, so don't come in until the critical moment."

Zhuji: “Okay”

Zhuji hid the talisman that Monk gave him close to his body.

Monk: "Don't worry, I will be back soon and will definitely bring them back."

Zhu Ji: "I know, I'm just more worried about Second Senior Sister and Miss Xianyu."

Monk: "That girl is very lucky!"

After Monk finished speaking, he dived into the sea of ​​flowers, leaving behind only a rustling sound, which soon disappeared.

Zhu Ji randomly found a place to hide.

Although he lacks spiritual power and his fighting ability is not high, it is not easy for someone to plot against him.

His body is full of poisons, and he has his own antibodies against common poisons.

Although he is not immune to all poisons, he can buy enough time to detoxify. If he cannot detoxify, he can seal it first or fight poison with poison.

As for other plots, such as hidden weapons, he also took precautions.

There is no way, it’s because he has average talent in cultivation and is unwilling to work hard.

It’s not that he is lazy, it’s just that he is lucky to have found a path he likes.

Some people like to wield swords, some like to recite poems, some like to play musical instruments and sing, some like to wash their hands and make soup, some like to grow flowers and plants, and some like to fight on the battlefield...

And he, Zhuji, likes exotic flowers and plants, snakes, insects, rats and ants, and his favorite thing is to refine and make medicines. This is the love of his life!

Compared to love between men and women, Zhuji loves facing medicinal herbs and the alchemy furnace every day.

Maybe he is not the most gifted doctor, nor is he a highly talented alchemist, but he is willing to try and is not afraid of failure.

And the relatives and friends around him also provided him with a good environment, and were even willing to go to dangerous places to collect herbs for him, and were willing to spend a lot of money to bid for herbs for him...

Zhuji accepted their protection and support, and loved them equally.

It’s just that Zhuji is not good at speaking, so he can only work harder to be worthy of these people’s support and encouragement.

Zhu Ji made up her mind that if she had the chance, she should spend some time practicing. If she didn't have time to practice, she should study some elixirs that could strengthen her foundation and speed up the absorption of spiritual energy.

In short, he cannot be a burden to everyone, he wants to walk side by side with everyone!

After Monk entered the sea of ​​flowers, he quickly discovered something unusual. It was obvious that someone had mistakenly entered the formation and angered the flowers and plants.

Don't underestimate these flowers and plants. They may seem simple, but they are actually full of mysteries.

Monk could not come and go freely in the sea of ​​flowers, but he was much better than the others. After all, there was his handiwork here, as well as the formations left by previous high priests.

Monk walked around and around and finally found Cong Heng who was entangled.

If Meng Xianyu saw it, she would definitely be surprised.

The entangled Cong Heng looked like a mummy.

This scene is simply a super upgraded version of Plants vs. Zombies, where plants defeated zombies, hahahaha.

Fortunately, Meng Xianyu was not here, otherwise she would have been laughing like a fool.

The point is that this scene is just too funny!

At this moment, Monk didn't know how to describe his feelings.

Monk cut his wrist and dripped blood on the vine, and the vine let go of Cong Heng.

Cong Heng had never been so embarrassed.

Monk checked Cong Heng and found that he was not seriously injured, but just in a state of suspended animation.

Monk didn't know if Cong Heng would go crazy and cut the vines if he woke him up now. After all, judging from the traces left behind, Cong Heng had indeed attacked these flowers, plants and vines before.

Monk shook his head, grabbed Congheng by the collar and dragged him away.

It took Monk less than two quarters of an hour to go in and out of the sea of ​​flowers, and he came out with Cong Heng.

Monk threw Cong Heng aside and shouted in a certain direction.

Monk: "I've seen enough, come out quickly"

Zhuji came out from that direction.

Zhuji: "Why do I always get discovered? I thought I was hiding well."

Monk: "Stop talking nonsense, clean up Cong Heng, he is in suspended animation. Clean him up first, then wake him up, otherwise if he knows that everyone has seen him in such a mess, he will probably challenge us two to a duel every day."

Zhuji: "Big Brother is really... I understand"

Monk: "I'm going in to find Linlang. You'd better be done by the time I come out. After he wakes up, don't let him break in again. I don't have time to save him!"

Zhu Ji had already started to help Cong Heng clean up, and he nodded.

Monk left again.

Zhuji first treated Congheng's wound, and then tidied his hair and clothes.

After everything was ready, he took out a small dark red bottle from his arms.

Zhuji took the small bottle and brought it to Congheng, letting him smell it.

That is Zhuji's unique antidote.

Although suspended animation is not poisoning, the antidote is universal.

If the enemy fakes his death, Zhuji will be able to see through it.

This medicine works every time.

This medicine has a pungent, sour and refreshing taste that is hard to describe, and it can relieve the state of suspended animation.

Cong Heng reacted quickly, first frowning, then starting to cough.

Cong Heng relaxed only after he saw clearly that the person in front of him was Zhu Ji.

Zhuji: "Big Brother, how are you?"

Cong Heng: "Third Junior Brother, what are you doing... ahem... what are you doing..."

Zhuji: "Big Brother, I'll help you sit up, you'll be fine soon. The high priest has returned, he brought you out and asked us to wait here."

Cong Heng nodded and sat up.

Zhuji sat next to Congheng, not knowing what to say or not.

Although the high priest kept saying that Amber and Meng Xianyu would not be in danger, Zhu Ji was still very afraid of accidents.

Although Zhuji was also worried about Amber and the others, he didn't dare to mention it to Congheng.

Although Zhu Ji also likes the second senior sister Amber, he knows very well that it is not love. He just treats her as his own sister.

Zhu Ji also knew that the eldest senior brother Cong Heng had always been very special to the second senior sister Amber.

Zhuji would be very happy if the two of them could be together.

But everyone can see how special Congheng is to Amber.

But how could Zhuji ignore Amber's love?

A woman who loves you deeply is beautiful, affectionate, and good to you.

Zhuji couldn't bring herself to say this no matter how many times she tried.

Zhuji also tried to treat Amber as a lifelong Taoist partner, but unfortunately he couldn't do it.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the story of these three would not end easily.

Cong Heng’s character is very pitiful, but over the years, Cong Heng has never blamed Amber or targeted Zhu Ji.

Congheng treats Zhuji like his younger brother.

What Cong Heng cares about most are his weapons and amber, and of course his younger brother.

What Amber cares about most is her beauty and pearls.

Because she always felt that Zhuji refused to accept her because she was a few years older than Zhuji.

Amber also knew that Zhuji had no feelings for her, but she believed that love would grow over time, and she could make Zhuji fall in love with her.

As for Cong Heng, Amber always felt sorry for him, but no matter how many times she said no, it was still useless.

What Zhuji cares about most are: medicinal materials, poisons, medical books,...

Of course, High Priest Monk is the person they care about most, and guarding the altar and protecting the tribesmen are their missions.

Medical books and appearance are not missions.

Cong Heng never blamed Zhu Ji. He knew that even without Zhu Ji, Amber might still not like him.

If you like it, you like it; if you don't like it, you don't like it.

Cong Heng's love is very pure, just like his love for his weapon, giving people a very comfortable feeling without any sense of oppression.

Cong Heng likes weapons and likes to clean them every day, and also likes to fight with others.

Cong Heng likes Amber because he likes to see her happy and free of worries.

Zhu Ji knew Cong Heng well enough that she didn't know whether she should tell him about Amber's predicament.

Zhuji didn't want to cause trouble for Monk.

If Cong Heng knew that something was wrong with Amber, he might rush over to save her regardless of the consequences, which would disrupt Monk's plan.

Zhuji didn't say anything, and Congheng was also a little tongue-tied.

Two grown men just sat there awkwardly.