Chaos Spirit Field

Zhao Shanhe had initially thought the spiritual field was just a showpiece, but his uncle's arrival had unexpectedly brought a change of events. He saw the talisman flashing red light, but before he could study it, he had already devoured it.

After a while, Zhao Dabao returned, looking rather unhappy. It seemed he hadn't gotten his work done. He said, "Xiao Zhu, Zhao Dagou only has one sixty-year-old ginseng plant, and he's not willing to take any risks."

After hearing this, Yang Xiaozhu's face turned ugly. He asked, "Brother-in-law, is there any other way?"

Zhao Dabao thought for a moment and said, "Xiao Zhu, the old ginseng I encountered that year might still be there. Let's go into the mountains tomorrow and try our luck."

"Brother-in-law, please draw the location of the old ginseng. I will go into the mountains to collect it tomorrow."

"Xiao Zhu, there are many things to pay attention to when picking ginseng. If you don't pick it right, its value will be greatly reduced."

"Brother-in-law, your legs are not convenient for you, so just tell me the etiquette of ginseng picking."

"Xiao Zhu, let's go together tomorrow and take Shanhe with us. You leave two hundred taels of silver."

"Brother-in-law, why don't you just forget it? I'll go find a solution somewhere else."

"Ginseng that's over a hundred years old can only be found in Funiu Mountain. Where else can you find a solution? It's settled."

Zhao Shanhe didn't quite understand why his father and uncle took him, an eight-year-old child, with them into the mountains to collect herbs.

Yang Xiao'e said, "Xiao Zhu, do you really have to go into the mountains to collect herbs? Can't you just be the manager?"

Yang Xiaozhu didn't know how to answer. If he wasn't elected as the manager, his life might be in danger, and even his family would be implicated. His competitors would not let him go.

Zhao Dabao said: "Wife, you don't understand the affairs of the mansion. Shanhe can communicate with the mountain king, so nothing will go wrong."

Zhao Shanhe was puzzled. He didn't even know what a tiger was, so how could he communicate with it?

During dinner, Zhao Shanjiang returned. Hearing that his father and uncle were going to take Shanhe into the mountains to gather ginseng tomorrow, he said, "Dad, my second brother's soul has just been summoned back. Let me accompany you and uncle into the mountains to gather ginseng tomorrow."

"Shanhe has been possessed by a mountain lion and can communicate with him. What's the point of you going? If we can't come back, the family will all depend on you."

"Dad, can we not go?"

"Of course not. Don't sneak along and cause more trouble. Think about your mother and sister."

The next day, before dawn, the three of them went into the mountains. Zhao Shanhe lay on Yang Xiaozhu's back and realized that his uncle ran faster than a horse, and his father could keep up even with a limp. This world seemed different from his previous life.

Zhao Dabao said: "Xiao Zhu, what is your current level of cultivation?"

"In the late stage of the acquired realm, if I can collect a hundred-year-old ginseng this time, I will become the manager and become a congenital master, and then I can arrange for Shanhe to enter the palace as a disciple."

"Xiao Zhu, can you make some arrangements for Shan Jiang as well?"

"Brother-in-law, the mansion does not accept children over ten years old, Shanjiang can only be a servant."

"Being a servant is fine, it's better than staying in the village."

"Brother-in-law, you finally figured it out."

"Shanhe was in a daze those years. I'm afraid he'll be bullied if he goes to the city. If he offends some noble, his life will be in danger."

"The city is indeed a bit chaotic, I hope things go better this time."

Zhao Shanhe felt a surge of fatherly love and vowed to ensure his family lived a good life. He pondered for a long time but still didn't reveal that he wasn't possessed by a tiger, as he couldn't explain it.

At noon, the sun shone through the gaps in the leaves, casting mottled shadows. The three of them dragged their tired bodies to a dense forest. The trees here were tall and dense, blocking out the sun, giving people a gloomy and oppressive feeling.

Zhao Dabao wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to Yang Xiaozhu beside him, "Xiaozhu, the old forest is just ahead. The century-old ginseng I discovered that year is in there. Let's take a break first and get enough energy before going in."

Before Zhao Dabao could finish his words, a deafening roar erupted. The sudden sound startled Zhao Shanhe, causing his hand to tremble and drop all his rations to the ground. Looking in the direction of the sound, he saw a massive, majestic tiger loom before them. Over three meters long, its body covered in black stripes, its sharp fangs gleaming with a chilling glare.

Zhao Dabao and Yang Xiaozhu's performance was even worse. It took a long time for them to come back to their senses. Yang Xiaozhu said, "Brother-in-law, this tiger is at least a late-stage Xiantian demon beast. Why don't we try our luck somewhere else?"

"Xiao Zhu, we're lucky. We encountered a tiger during the day, which proves its nest isn't here. We just have to wait until nightfall and go collect ginseng."

The three of them waited until nightfall, and Zhao Dabao said, "Xiao Zhu, you and Shanhe wait here, I can go alone."

"Brother-in-law, the two of you have someone to look after each other, so it's better to be safe than sorry."

The three of them entered the old forest. Zhao Shanhe saw a pile of red light flickering on the ground. He said, "Uncle, can you put me down? I found something good."

Yang Xiaozhu put Zhao Shanhe down and said, "Shanhe, you found something."

Zhao Shanhe was stunned when he walked over to the pile of red light. He hadn't expected it to be a pile of dirt, like the tiger's poop from the day before. He suppressed his nausea and reached out to grab it. Surprisingly, he was able to collect it in the spiritual field.

Yang Xiaozhu was speechless when he saw Zhao Shanhe playing with shit. He said, "Shanhe, this is what you call a good thing."

"Uncle, Dad, both of you put some on your bodies."

Seeing that his father and uncle were indifferent, Zhao Shanhe rolled over in the pile of Aoli Gei, getting covered in it. He took the opportunity to collect a lot of spiritual fields. Although he didn't know what they were for, he couldn't waste them.

Although Zhao Dabao didn't understand why his son did this, he still pulled Yang Xiaozhu and forced himself to suppress his nausea and smear the shit all over his body.

The three of them arrived safely at the place where Zhao Dabao discovered the old ginseng.

"Xiao Zhu, we are lucky, Lao Shen is still here. Shanhe, play nearby and don't run around."

"Oh"

Zhao Shanhe knew he couldn't help, so he decided not to cause trouble for his father and uncle. He had nothing better to do, so he decided to wander around. As he walked, he saw a flash of red light in the grass. Luckily, it was dark, otherwise he wouldn't have noticed it. He parted the grass and saw a dozen or so small blades of grass. He had no idea what they were, but it was definitely something good.

Yang Xiaozhu saw Zhao Shanhe digging something in the grass with his butt sticking out. He walked over and asked, "Shanhe, what are you digging?"

"Uncle, I just saw a very beautiful insect. It crawled into a hole."

"Shanhe, stop playing and go to sleep."

"Uncle, I'll go back to sleep as soon as I dig up some bugs. I promise not to run around."

After Yang Xiaozhu left, Zhao Shanhe dug out the dozen or so small grasses and put them all in the spiritual field.