Chapter 199 Chapter 199 Evil Thoughts Become Demons
Meng Wenshi looked at the unresponsive spiritual weapon, carefully inspected it again, and asked in confusion, "Could we have found the wrong place?"
"Impossible." He Junxia pointed to the mottled and broken cement floor: "These are all traces left from yesterday."
"That's strange, where else can it go?"
He Junxia walked into the green bushes where the large-leaf Epiphyllum was located and searched carefully. Suddenly, he bent down and picked up a piece of ash from the soil at the edge of the Epiphyllum's roots.
"This is the ash from the fire."
He Junxia lowered her head and sniffed closely, and a very faint but foul odor as if coming from a sewer rushed into her nose.
He instantly removed his hand and head, took several deep breaths of fresh air, and then said, "There's demonic energy on it, but it's only a thin layer. No wonder your Three Flower Vine didn't notice it."
Seeing Song Qizheng nauseated by the smoke, Meng Wenshi took several steps back. "Since we're not in the wrong place, that fourth-level demon plant can't have grown legs and run away, right?"
He Junxia probed his mental power into the ground. His current strength was close to the fourth level, and his mental power could be projected about ten meters away from his body.
But nothing was gained.
"I don't believe I can't find it!"
Meng Wenshi looked left and right, then ran to the security room at the entrance of the community and brought back two black explosion-proof batons.
"If you can't find that one, dig this one out first. They must be related."
He Junxia took the explosion-proof baton handed to him by Meng Wenshi, and took out a kitchen knife with rusty edges from his backpack.
The two men first pulled out the weeds that obscured their view, leaving only the large-leaf Epiphyllum. Without the cover of weeds and shrubs, the dense veins of the large-leaf Epiphyllum were finally fully revealed.
"It's growing really well. My dad used to grow Epiphyllums, but they died soon after."
It’s a pity for Meng Wenshi.
The two of them slowly dug down along the main rhizome of the big-leaf Epiphyllum, but the big-leaf Epiphyllum seemed to have taken root in this green bush for a long time. The roots buried underground were densely packed, and the area they occupied was several times that of the lush branches and leaves.
He Junxia narrowed her eyes: "This large-leaf Epiphyllum is the fourth-level magic plant we encountered last night."
Meng Wenshi:?
Meng Wenshi was puzzled. "But it doesn't have any demonic energy at all. We dug its roots like this, but it didn't react."
He Junxia pointed to the rhizome they had just dug out, which showed signs of being burned by fire.
Meng Wenshi lowered his head to take a closer look. His eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something. He said happily, "Could it be that the demonic plant was severely damaged yesterday, and the demonic energy chose to leave it and seek a new host?"
While this situation rarely occurs, it's not completely impossible. The higher the level of the monster, the stronger the demonic energy it harbors, and it can even possess a certain level of intelligence.
Meng Wenshi remembers that when he was taking cultural courses, Teacher Yan gave several similar special cases, and there were also related questions on the final examination paper.
He Junxia: “It’s possible.” But they still had to dig out all the roots of this large-leaf Epiphyllum and burn them.
After all, it would cost a lot for the evil spirit to escape from the surviving host, so we can't jump to conclusions until we have a clear understanding of the situation.
It took the two men nearly four hours to complete this great project - they dug a pit nearly five meters deep.
Meng Wenshi straightened up and wiped the sweat from his forehead with the clean upper sleeve of his shirt: "I'm exhausted."
"But the problem now is how do we get up there?" Meng Wenshi looked up at the mud wall that was four or five meters high. His eyes were facing the scorching light, and he was forced to shed natural tears.
He lowered his head and blinked. "How about I make the three-flowered vine longer and wrap it around that tree? Then we can climb up along the vine."
"No need to bother."
He Junxia lifted Meng Wenshi's collar, and the mini bronze tripod continued to grow larger, actually filling the five-meter-deep pit that they had dug with great effort.
Meng Wenshi bent his index finger and made a nine gesture: "Don't ask me why it's 9, because it's flipped by 6."
He Junxia smiled lightly.
A purple-red flame ignited in the bronze tripod. After a while, an entire plant of lush Epiphyllum grandiflora along with its huge root system was swallowed by the flames.
The green branches and leaves were ignited by the purple-red flames, sometimes making crackling sounds, and sometimes splashing tiny sparks in the wind.
The dazzling brilliance of fireworks has a strange and weird beauty, as if it can arouse the deepest desire for destruction in people's hearts.
——Isn’t it a kind of beauty to destroy all beautiful things?
"I'm so tired. I want to sleep."
Meng Wenshi yawned loudly, his eyelids involuntarily squinting together. He didn't care about beauty or appearance; the most important thing was to sleep.
"Meng Wenshi, wake up."
The bronze tripod with a blazing fire approached the boy, and his tired and strong sleepiness instantly disappeared.
"What's going on?"
Meng Wenshi was startled by the sudden approach of the bronze tripod and almost fell to the ground.
He Junxia took back the bronze tripod: "Go away and eat more detoxification flowers. The smell emitted by this large-leafed Epiphyllum when burned is a bit problematic."
Meng Wenshi quickly produced two small blue flowers and ate them: "Would you like one too?"
"Need not."
"Okay, I'll hide aside first."
Knowing that Song Qizhen was resistant to this kind of monster, Meng Wenshi walked away with peace of mind.
He stood in front of the security room at the gate of the community and saw from afar that Song Qizhen set another big fire into the pit.
Thick black smoke slowly emerged from the bottom of the pit and merged into the air, forming a pungent and conspicuous billowing smoke.
He Junxia still did not leave, but just stepped back slightly with his nose covered, watching the purple fox fire carefully burn the soil that had been dug out and piled into a small hill and the mud wall at the bottom of the pit.
“Crackle…”
The sound of weeds and trees being burned was endless, and occasionally a hot pebble would suddenly bounce up.
Another half hour passed.
He Junxia used the bronze tripod to collect the fox fire and only left after confirming that the flame was completely extinguished.
Before he even walked into the security room, he heard Meng Wenshi chatting. They were two familiar people.
"You two also had nightmares yesterday. I thought I was the only one affected. As expected of a fourth-level demonic plant, the damage range is wide."
"What! A fourth-level demonic plant?"
"You don't know, the nightmare was caused by a fourth-level demonic plant. Song Qizheng said it was a large-leafed Epiphyllum, and it was particularly beautiful when it bloomed last night. It's a pity that it ran away."
Lou Caiying didn't quite believe it: "I admit that you and Song Qi are very powerful, but that is a fourth-level magic plant."
Shan Zi said with a grin, "Did it run away, or did you? Don't get the order wrong."
Meng Wenshi recalled what happened last night and laughed dryly, "Of course we beat it away with our left and right hooks. Otherwise, how could you have woken up from this nightmare so smoothly?"
Hearing the boy's slightly smug voice, He Juanxia put her fist to her lips and said, "Ahem."
The three people who were talking, or rather the brother and sister duo who were listening to someone bragging, turned around when they heard the voice, and Meng Wenshi froze in place with a guilty conscience.
Shan Zi looked at him, then at Meng Wenshi, blinked, and said, "Song Qizheng, is it true what he said about you driving away the fourth-level demonic plant?"
Meng Wenshi desperately winked at He Junxia behind the two of them, clasping his hands together and praying.
Please help me, please help me, otherwise your brother will lose all his face and dignity.
He Junxia's gaze paused on him for a moment, and the corner of her mouth curled up into a smile that made her look like an evil boss in Meng Wenshi's eyes.
"Of course it is... true."
Meng Wenshi finally breathed a sigh of relief. God knows that at that moment, his heart almost jumped out of his chest.
The girl looked at Song Qizheng and Meng Wenshi with sparkling eyes, full of admiration: "You are really amazing."
He Junxia touched his nose.
He added, "However, we didn't kill the fourth-level demonic plant. The demonic energy voluntarily left the body of the large-leafed Epiphyllum. Be careful at night, as it might find a new host and make a comeback."
Shan Zi: "That's pretty impressive, you're one or two levels behind a fourth-level demonic plant!"
Lou Caiying's focus was on something else. He pointed at the black smoke that lingered in the air and asked, "So, is that black smoke related to you?"
He Junxia nodded: "We are burning the parasitic Epiphyllum macrophylla. It's finished."
Shanzi sighed in disappointment, "My brother and I thought it was a monster. We have to start looking for clues all over again."
Meng Wenshi interrupted: "How many points are you still missing?"
"It's already full." Shan Zi raised his chin and put his hands on his hips: "What happened yesterday was just an accident. My brother and I are very capable. What about you?"
Meng Wenshi imitated her and raised his hands on his hips, saying, "It's already full. Song Qi and I are really good at this."
"Why are you imitating my speech?"
Shan Zi was furious when he heard his echo-like words, his eyes blazing with fire.
Lou Caiying held onto her angry sister and smiled sheepishly, "We are showing off our skills in front of Guan Gong. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you."
"Oh, no, that's not what I meant." Meng Wenshi explained quickly.
He really wasn't mocking them, he just... just thought Shan Zi looked cute.
Shan Zi was not too angry at first, but when he heard his brother say that he was showing off his sword in front of Guan Gong, he immediately exploded: "I know you are very powerful. You saved me and my brother yesterday, but there is no need to look down on others like this."
"Just wait, when the assessment is over, I will definitely have killed more monsters than you."
Shan Zi pulled Lou Caiying away quickly, but before leaving, he did not forget to say goodbye to He Junxia.
Meng Wenshi doubted his life.
He asked: "Am I really going too far? I didn't mean anything else."
He Junxia looked at Meng Wenshi with pity: "That's not the way to chase a girl. That's stupid behavior that only elementary and middle school students would do."
What's more, Shan Zi has a very capable brother. As soon as he noticed any signs, he immediately used one sentence to dispel the good impression Meng Wenshi had on his sister.
However, He Junxia would not remind Meng Wenshi. After all, he was once a brother and naturally understood Lou Caiying's thoughts.
"I didn't. I don't like her. I just thought she was cute and wanted to tease her."
Meng Wenshi was numb.
He Junxia nodded perfunctorily: "Yeah, yeah, I don't like it, I get it." No one knew who had his ears reddened by the little girl's sparkling admiring eyes.
It's not him anyway.
The two of them quickly passed over the topic, but Meng Wenshi said, "Let's go kill the monsters too."
Before He Juanxia could speak, he hurriedly added, "Now it's the desire to win, understand? I'm a third-level awakener, how can I lose to her? It's so embarrassing!"
He Junxia made an OK gesture.
It’s good to be young. All roads lead to Rome. You don’t have to create your own path when you are given an opportunity.
The white-haired old man in front of the monitoring room said disdainfully: "This kid is just a wooden fish head, so annoying."
Everyone burst into laughter.
The laughter diluted the serious atmosphere in the monitoring room, and the staff responsible for adjusting the monitoring finally breathed a sigh of relief.
God knows, Captain Yan just answered a phone call, said a few words and left in a hurry. The atmosphere in the monitoring room instantly dropped to freezing point, and he was almost unable to breathe.
Thank you, young comrade!
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