Chapter 193: hanged person

Chapter 193: hanged person

Han Cheng still tilted his neck inch by inch, searching among the branches and leaves. The prolonged act of looking upwards made his neck stiff, and he felt a bit dizzy.

Would the silkworm-raising matter be postponed again?

This area wasn't particularly large, with only twenty-eight mulberry trees whose trunks were thicker than a bowl. He had already looked through more than half of them but still hadn't found any traces of silkworm cocoons.

He lowered his head, moved his stiff neck, and felt disappointed.

Where did that fellow Fu Jiang go?

He glanced around, but there was no sign of Fu Jiang. Puzzled, he was about to call out a couple of times.

"Divine Child! Look!"

Mu Tou's surprised voice suddenly rang out. Han Cheng followed the sound and saw Mu Tou under a mulberry tree with a trunk as thick as a bowl, pointing upwards with pleasant surprise on his face.

Fu Jiang always loved to run wild when he came out. He had disappeared before, but he always returned on his own after running around for a while. With such a precedent, Han Cheng didn't think much this time. Seeing Mu Tou's expression, he knew there must be results regarding the silkworms.

Immediately, he hurried over to Mu Tou. The matter of calling Fu Jiang was forgotten for the moment.

"Look."

Mu Tou pointed to a spot above them and spoke again.

Following his direction, Han Cheng's gaze searched for a while until he finally spotted a small object hanging from a branch. It wasn't large, probably thinner than his little finger, and shaped like an oval stick. The surface was a dark brown, perhaps due to long exposure to wind and sun. With the breeze, it swayed back and forth, resembling a hanging ghost not yet dead.

Han Cheng felt delighted. He was pretty sure this was it!

He didn't need anyone else to do it; he hugged the tree, climbed up, grabbed the branch holding the "hanging ghost" of a mulberry tree, and broke it off with his hands.

As he pulled the branch, he was pleasantly surprised to find two cocoon-like silkworms hanging next to each other on the branch's end.

Before descending the tree, he eagerly examined the branch with the cocoons. The initial excitement faded, replaced by disappointment.

Compared to the silkworms he had raised in his childhood, these cocoons were much smaller and thinner. They collapsed with a slight pinch.

After understanding Han Cheng's meaning, everyone became even more puzzled. The fur they were wearing was already very comfortable. Why did Divine Child insist on making clothes out of this strange object? Moreover, it was so small. How could it be worn on the body?

Could it be tied to the body with thin ropes, wound around in circles?

This appearance would indeed be too strange.

But wearing this way in hot weather should be very cool

Some of the more imaginative ones, looking at the silkworm cocoons in Han Cheng's hand, began to brainstorm.

Han Cheng didn't know what this person was thinking. If he knew, he would be amused.

The purpose of today's visit had been achieved, and it was time to go back.

Thinking happily, Han Cheng prepared to take everyone back. But when he turned around, he still saw no sign of Fu Jiang.

This playful fellow.

Thinking this, Han Cheng scolded with a touch of indulgence, then shouted, "Fu Jiang~!"

The voice echoed in the vast forest.

After shouting twice, Han Cheng stood still, looking around, waiting for the familiar figure that would usually come out immediately with joy, wagging its tail and bouncing around him.

However, he didn't see the familiar figure after waiting for a while today.

Han Cheng's relaxed heart suddenly tightened, suppressing his anxiety, telling himself not to overthink, and then continued to call out.

The voice was a bit louder than before, tinged with urgency and a hint of unease.

The forest, with its fallen leaves, was as quiet as ever. There was no other movement except for a few small animals nearby being scared away by the sound and running away.

Han Cheng's heart was in his throat. He quickly asked if anyone had noticed where Fu Jiang had gone or when he disappeared.

Everyone had just noticed when Han Cheng called out for Fu Jiang. Now, they were all trying hard to think, but they didn't know anything else apart from knowing that Fu Jiang had been following them until now.