Ye Lingfeng can't help but be happy when he hears this. He didn't expect that there are so many stresses and ways in Caishen. But if you think about it carefully, it's not surprising. It's just like one side of the soil raises another side of the people. Ginseng grows up in this place and makes a living on the soil. If it leaves the soil, it will wither naturally. Only by letting it continue to touch the earth atmosphere can it maintain its medicinal properties.
After liupinye was picked out, ye Lingfeng released his mind and searched around carefully to see if there were any ginseng growing around. Unfortunately, after a search, the underground was empty.
Although this discovery disappointed Ye Lingfeng, he also knew that it was reasonable. According to sun Delu, it is heaven's destiny to harvest liupinye. If you want more, you will be greedy.
A toss, the sky began to have fine snowflakes floating down, and the sky is more and more dim. Sun Delu looked up at Tian Hou and thought that there might be a bigger snowstorm next, so he took Ye Lingfeng back to the mountain temple.
And on the way back, they also beat a grouse and planned to cook a pot of ginseng chicken soup with the two grade leaves of ginseng.
When they arrived at the mountain temple, it was snowing heavily. The snow covered the whole mountain forest, making the whole Changbai mountain plain. Suddenly the temperature dropped, Rao Shi sun Delu was wearing a fur coat, but he could not help shivering all over, but ye Lingfeng was still walking in the snow in a single suit, but he was still sweating.
This sharp contrast, let Sun Delu tut surprised, more convinced Ye Lingfeng is a strange person.
When he went to the front of the mountain temple, sun Delu breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he entered the temple, he would wait for shelter from the wind and snow, not to mention they could boil a pot of ginseng chicken soup. As long as the soup was hot at that time, any chill would be dispersed.
"Wait a minute." But just ten meters away from the mountain temple, ye Lingfeng suddenly grabbed sun Delu with a serious look, and said in a deep voice: "someone is going forward to the mountain temple!"
Someone in the temple? Sun Delu was stunned. He looked at the mountain temple in disbelief. Then he squatted down and brushed away the snow with his hands. Under the snow powder, there were two rows of footprints towards the mountain temple.
Looking at the two rows of footprints, sun Delu looks at Ye Lingfeng strangely. He is an old hunter in Changbai Mountain. His ability to foresee danger and observe the surrounding environment is well-known among the hunters in Changbai Mountain. But now he didn't find anyone in the mountain temple, but ye Lingfeng was so easily aware of it.
Although this discovery made sun Delu feel incredible, his eyes suddenly lit up. It's no exaggeration to say that Changbai Mountain is a forbidden area with heavy snow. Few people dare to enter Changbai Mountain at this time of the year. As far as he thinks, 90% of the people in the mountain temple are poachers who dig traps.
Thinking about it, sun Delu's hand touched the hunting blunderbuss on his back, intending to kick open the temple door and beat the poachers into a sieve, so that these guys could not walk out of Changbai Mountain.
"Brother sun, don't worry. I'll go and have a look." As soon as sun Delu's hand touched the gun, he was held down by Ye Lingfeng. After winking at him, ye Lingfeng ran through the clouds, like a ghost, and touched the mountain temple.
Since these guys who enter Changbai Mountain for poaching are ancient martial arts practitioners, they must be treated with caution. If these people are just a group of small miscellaneous fish, that's all. But if they are above the prefecture level, things will be hanging. But no matter what kind of people these people are, if sun Delu is allowed to kick the door and shoot directly, it will definitely be a dead end.
Quietly, he touched the mountain temple and hid under a big tree close to the temple. Then, ye Lingfeng swept away the idea to the temple.
In the mountain temple, there are three people sitting on the incense table, and one is squatting on the ground to make a fire. Look at this posture, these guys should have entered the mountain temple not long before them.
Beside these guys, there are many tiger bones and tendons with a strong smell of blood, and even a few bloody bear galls. Obviously, these guys have gained a good harvest in Changbai Mountain.
Moreover, ye Lingfeng did not guess wrong. These guys are all ancient martial arts practitioners, and their accomplishments are quite good. The worst one is also at the top of the Yellow level, and the other two are at the beginning of the Xuan level.
But what makes Ye Lingfeng a little confused is that these three guys are all in a hurry, just like they were chased here by someone all the way. Even one guy has several scars that seem to have been hit by blunt tools.
"It's so hard to make a fire. Do you want me to freeze to death in this barren mountain and old forest?" The man who made the fire didn't light it for a long time, and the guy who was hurt by the blunt instrument got impatient.
"Liao Fan, what nonsense." The leader of the three comforted the man who was hurt by the blunt weapon, then turned to the man who made the fire: "Meng Bei, you don't have to be afraid. Since that thing didn't follow, it should have been thrown away by the three of us."
When ye Lingfeng heard the word "that thing", he found that Meng Bei's body was shaking, and he looked up and down. Liao Fan, who was hurt by a blunt instrument, also had a look in his eyes.Can't these three guys really be chased to the mountain temple by something, but their accomplishments can't be said to be top-notch, but they are also quite good. Looking at Changbai Mountain, it should be very difficult to meet opponents. How can they be so embarrassed?
It's not laoshizi Mountain God who hurt them, is it? Just at the moment of thinking, a bold conjecture suddenly crossed Ye Lingfeng's heart. Because as far as he wants to come, it seems that no one has such strong strength except the laoshizi Mountain God.
"Have a rest here for one night. Tomorrow we'll go to that place to find master Yuchi. He's an old man. No matter what the shadow is, we'll keep it so that he will never come back." After calming Meng Bei a few words, when the fire rose, the leader's eyes flashed over the tiger tendons and bones, and said with a smile: "but anyway, our harvest is good this time. It's a pity that several traps have been destroyed. Otherwise, the harvest will be more. "
The elder Wei Chi seemed to be the backbone of the three. Hearing his name, Meng Bei and Liao Fan suddenly relaxed.
Weichi? Why is this surname familiar? Listening to the conversation, ye Lingfeng frowned slightly, but at this time, his shoulder suddenly sank.