Chaos Spirit Field

Zhao Shanhe returned to his original spot and found a place to pretend to sleep. His consciousness entered the spiritual field and, following the instructions on the stone tablet, he dug a hole, buried a small grass, covered it with soil, and sprinkled a handful of Aoliege on it. His first planting was complete.

After he did these things, the stone tablet in Lingtian revealed some information.

The growth cycle of Yangling Grass (Red) is one month.

Zhao Shanhe felt a little depressed. The information was too vague. The exact function of the spiritual herbs was not clearly explained. Perhaps a month would reveal the answer. He suddenly felt very tired and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day was a sunny day, the scorching sun mercilessly beating down on Zhao Shanhe's tender face. The heat woke him. Gazing at the sun's altitude, it seemed almost noon. He hadn't expected to sleep so long. He silently lamented, "Just digging a small pit in the spiritual field is so exhausting..."

At the same time, a strong feeling of hunger surged into Zhao Shanhe's heart like a tide, and his stomach began to protest - "clang, clang, clang." However, at this moment, he was faced with an extremely embarrassing situation - his whole body was covered in the stench of feces, which made it impossible to endure, let alone eat.

Zhao Shanhe couldn't help but feel a surge of regret. If he could turn back time, he would never have chosen to roll around in that disgusting aolege. He hadn't felt it yesterday, but after a night of drying and fermentation, the smell was indescribable. If it had been in a closed environment, it would have been a dead giveaway. He really wanted to find a place to wash properly. He wondered how long his father and uncle would finish.

The weather was getting hotter and hotter, and by noon, they had finally dug out the old ginseng. Yang Xiaozhu said excitedly, "Brother-in-law, we finally dug it out. It wasn't easy. This old ginseng must be more than a hundred years old."

Zhao Dabao said, "This old ginseng should be 152 years old. Hurry and keep it. We have wasted too much time here. I hope we don't encounter any tigers."

Yang Xiaozhu took out a box, packed the old mountain ginseng, and stowed it close to his body. He then carried Zhao Shanhe on his back and set off. Perhaps good things didn't work, but bad things did. The three of them were about to leave the old forest when the tiger, with its leisurely steps, blocked their path.

Zhao Dabao said softly: "Shanhe, go talk to the mountain king and ask him what kind of money he needs for the passage."

"Dad, how do I communicate with it?"

Zhao Shanhe's words poured cold water on Zhao Dabao and Yang Xiaozhu's hearts. It turned out the legend was a lie. As the tiger slowly approached, the three of them felt their hearts in their throats, not daring to move. They felt that this time was over.

The tiger came to the three people, circled around them, but did not attack. The tiger-faced man left with confusion and disgust.

Yang Xiaozhu waited until the tiger had gone far away and said, "Brother-in-law, I was so scared just now. I thought the tiger was going to attack, but I didn't expect it to let us go. What on earth is going on? Could it be that tigers don't eat humans?"

Zhao Dabao thought for a moment and said, "It must be the mountain and the river that made the shit we smeared on our bodies take effect. The tiger thinks we are its shit."

"Brother-in-law, let's find a place to wash. This secret cannot be known to others."

"You're right, the smell is getting worse and worse. It's really stinky."

Zhao Shanhe hadn't expected his unintentional action to be the straw that saved his life. Admittedly, the tiger's ol'gei really stinks. Just now, when he came into close contact with a tiger, it actually flashed a red light. The spiritual fields are said to be able to grow anything in the world, but I wonder if I can grow tigers. I'd try if I get the chance.

The three of them found a pond and took a nice bath. Zhao Shanhe secretly collected the mountain lion's power into the spiritual field, which also protected the environment.

Zhao Dabao warned: "Shanhe, don't tell anyone about what happened today, remember."

"Dad, I remember."

Yang Xiaozhu said, "Brother-in-law, I plan to take Lao Shen back to the mansion directly to avoid any more trouble. I will make up for the missing money the next time I come."

Zhao Dabao said, "Xiao Zhu, two hundred taels of silver is a lot, be careful on the road."

"Brother-in-law, Shanhe, I will come to pick you up and bring you into the city in a few days."

Zhao Shanhe said: "Dad, why did my uncle leave? How can I go back?"

"Son, I'll carry you back. If anyone asks you, just say you picked an eighty-year-old ginseng. Remember that."

"Dad, I remember."

Zhao Dabao returned home carrying Zhao Shanhe. Yang Xiaoe didn't see her brother Yang Xiaozhu, so she asked, "Dabao, where's Xiaozhu?"

"Wife, we saw a tiger and didn't dare to go into the old forest. Unexpectedly, we found a ginseng tree that is more than 80 years old outside. Xiaozhu took it back and reported it to the envoy."

"It's good to be back safely."

Zhao Shanhe slept until dawn. His father and mother had gone to work in the fields, his elder brother had gone up the mountain to collect herbs, and he and his younger sister were playing at home.

A middle-aged man with a wretched appearance came to the house. Zhao Shanhe felt that this man was not a good person. His sister Zhao Shanhu said: "Uncle Dagou, my father is not at home. He and my mother went to work in the fields."

"Shanhu, where's your uncle? I found a 70-year-old ginseng I want to sell to him."

"My uncle is gone."

"Your father found ginseng for him."

"I don't know. My second brother went with us. He might know."

Zhao Shanhe was speechless. His sister had no guard at all. No wonder his father lied.

"Shanhu, the idiot is fine."

"Uncle Big Dog, my second brother is fine now. His name is Zhao Shanhe, not Ershazi."

Zhao Shanhe felt warm in his heart. Although his sister was a little silly, she still protected him as a brother.

"Shanhe, tell Uncle Dagou if your father has found any ginseng."

"Dig it."

"How big is that ginseng?"

"It's as big as 80 years."

"Where did your father dig it?"

"Uncle Big Dog, I don't know."

Just then, Zhao Dabao and Yang Xiaoe came back and saw Zhao Dagou at home.

Zhao Dabao said: "Big Dog, why are you here?"

"Brother Dabao, I dug up a 70-year-old ginseng and wanted to ask Xiaozhu if he wants one."

"Xiao Zhu has gone back."

"He doesn't want to participate anymore."

"I found him an 86-year-old wild ginseng, and he took it back to hand it in."

"Brother Dabao, where did you find it?"

"Old Lin, luckily we didn't encounter any tigers. I'll ask your sister-in-law to prepare two dishes and we'll have some drinks."

"Brother Dabao, the second fool is fine."

"Xiao Zhu brought a talisman to summon the soul. The soul was summoned back. Finally, I recognize the person."

"Brother Dabao, I'm going to the city to sell some ginseng and buy some good wine. Let's drink together."

"Okay, I'm waiting for your good wine."