Chapter 90 Lingling's Persistence
"I'm sure! There are many cities in the south of our country. Today I saw a primary school student disappear. The disappearances that I didn't see are also happening elsewhere. For every human child and woman lost, there will be one more mountain elf.
Maybe there aren’t too many people missing every year, but what about a few years later? If someone uproots them, the number of ordinary people who have sacrificed their lives during this period is real! "
When Lingling said this, her expression was full of determination. Although her face and voice were childish, her mind and thoughts were far beyond those of an average adult!
When faced with monsters and difficulties, there was never any hesitation or retreat in her mind!
“We can indeed ignore this hidden danger with various excuses and pretend that we have solved the problem by solving this mountain elf.
But because this issue is dangerous at all times, there are people who are getting closer and closer to the devil's food, and they really exist.
Maybe it's just a little girl who looks like me. She might be a brother's sister, a father's daughter, an important part of a family.
Even if we solve the problem of mountain spirits, these problems will appear along with other things in the future."
Lingling's eyes were bright, just like her voice at this moment.
"But Grandpa! What has been done will be done again! I believe that by then, even if there are no Linglings in the world, there will be others to solve the problem."
After saying that, she turned her head and looked at Bai Mo, "What do you think?"
"You're right, there's nothing wrong with this, but I'm only concerned with fighting and protecting you."
Lingling rolled her eyes. This lazy guy doesn't even know how to use his brain.
When Old Man Bao looked at Lingling at this moment, he seemed to see again the man who was equally determined and did not care about difficulties and hardships.
"Now that you have made the decision, Grandpa will support you."
After waving his hand, Old Man Bao slowly walked up to the attic.
Lingling and Bai Mo were discussing how to find those mountain spirits, and finally came to the conclusion that they knew too little about the mountain spirits and needed to learn more first.
Old Man Bao walked down from the attic again. He waved at the empty space next to the sofa, and saw a cubic meter of books neatly stacked there.
Facing the two people's puzzled eyes, Old Man Bao slowly explained:
"These are some records about mountain spirits. Take them and have a look. Perhaps you can find some answers from them. I, old man, will go have lunch first."
Lingling glanced at Bai Mo, "Half for each of us!"
"I want to see it, too."
"As a summoning mage, you should know more about various demons and summoned beasts, but you don't even know a mountain spirit. It's obvious that you haven't learned enough."
"Ah~" Bai Mo sighed, and reached out to find two books, one for Lingling and one for himself, while saying:
"This mountain spirit is obviously an overseas species. I haven't even finished reading the Nine Provinces monsters, so how can I pay attention to the special products of other places?"
Lingling ignored him, and her pair of wise and bright eyes began to scan the pages at a glance.
Bai Mo opened the book in his hand. The book was called "Strange Stories of Yuan County", which was a book that told the story of what happened in a county in Ningzhou during a certain period of time.
As for the content, there is a wide variety of things, including mountain elves.
It describes that mountain spirits also appeared in Yuan County at that time, but people at that time described the appearance of mountain spirits as having a dark face, a broad body, a lot of hair, and backward heels.
It was completely different from the appearance of the mountain spirit that Bai Mo saw now.
Therefore, once the mountain spirits at that time sneaked into the city, it would be easy to be discovered.
Bai Mo certainly didn't think that people at that time were blind and wrote randomly. Naturally, the mountain spirits at that time looked like this.
Demons can also evolve, just like the dust storm grasshoppers in the northwest. Heat and fire are their natural enemies, so they selected a group of offspring that are not afraid of fire.
In order to verify his guess, he spent the following time looking for some descriptions of mountain spirits in various counties of Ningzhou in different dynasties and at different times.
It was discovered that, as expected, the descriptions of mountain spirits in the county annals were different in every dynasty, and even at the beginning and end of each dynasty.
Obviously, just like the dust storm grasshopper adapts to the environment and continues to evolve, so does this mountain elf.
They need to eat human children or women in order to reproduce, and they are constantly evolving into human appearance, making themselves more deceptive.
Lingling was reading a book of miscellaneous notes, which said that 1,300 years ago, a human-like monster appeared in a small town in Ningzhou.
As a result, children and women continued to disappear in the city, and the city lord knew that this was a kind of demon called mountain spirit, which he had encountered in the village when he was a child, and they began to sneak into the city again.
So the city lord followed the example of the villagers when he was a child and found a kind of grass called wind-seeking flower, and placed one in every household in the city.
When the Wind-Seeking Flower was placed in the house where the mountain spirit was hiding, the Wind-Seeking Flower suddenly attracted the surrounding air currents and floated up.
Looking at this content, Lingling was thoughtful.
Lingling knew that the pollen of the wind-seeking flower was a good choice to find wind-type monsters in the wild.
She guessed that something on the Wind-Seeking Flower must have reacted to some characteristic of the mountain spirit, which caused it to suddenly cause the air to float away.
She didn't know what this phenomenon meant.
At the same time, she was not in a hurry to find Fenghua. This method was used more than a thousand years ago. If it was still useful, the mountain spirit would not still exist now.
More information needs to be found, and as Lingling finishes reading books of strange stories like this one, she finds that the facts are just as she guessed.
The method of simply looking for wind flowers to find mountain elves could no longer be used to find mountain elves two hundred years after the record in that miscellany.
In the beginning, as long as this kind of wind-seeking flower was planted near a city, village or home, once a mountain spirit approached, it would roll up gusts of air and make its petals float.
After the simple Wind-Seeking Flower failed to work, Ningzhou actually experienced a period of mountain spirit rebellion before people found a way again.
That is to use the flesh and blood of the mountain spirit as a guide to refine a special wind-seeking guide. Once this wind-seeking guide gets close to the mountain spirit, it will attract the surrounding airflow and float up.
The material of this Wind-Seeking Buff has been changing all the time, from the flesh, blood, fur, and blood essence of the mountain elves, to their essence and blood.
Only the main ingredient, Xunfenghua, has not changed.
But the records about these have not changed since the last dynasty, and the same is true in modern times.
This book of miscellaneous notes on using essence and blood to search for mountain spirits is very thin and old, and obviously not everyone can check or read it.
Lingling didn’t know if this method was still useful now. She wanted to put it into practice now, but she decided to finish reading the rest of the book first.
“Gulp~Gulp~”
A barely perceptible sound.
Bai Mo's ears twitched. He looked up at Lingling, then looked at the time. It was seven o'clock in the evening.
So he closed the book, told Lingling about the evolution and speculations about the appearance of mountain elves that he had seen and sorted out, and yawned again.
"I still need to practice, you should go eat too. I'll stay here tonight, and we'll read together tomorrow. Don't worry, the books are right here."
Lingling nodded and planned to take a break and have a meal. She was not afraid of what the mountain elf next to her would do because her grandfather had already imprisoned it with magic.
While slurping the noodles, Lingling was thinking about what Bai Mo had told her about the evolution of the mountain spirit's appearance.
Her intuition told her that this had something to do with the method she had seen of using wind-seeking flowers to identify mountain spirits, and the changes that occurred over time.
It took me another two days to finish reading the pile of books that Old Man Bao gave me. The books at the back were all about introductions to mountain spirits.
After talking about their distribution in detail, it is found that this thing is not only found in the southern part of Kyushu Ningzhou and the northern part of Danan, but also in the entire Southeast Asia.
Southeast Asia is made up of small countries. Some countries even choose to give up because they can't find the mountain spirits. As long as they reproduce quickly, the mountain spirits cannot defeat them.
Some weird countries are even thinking of transforming themselves into hermaphroditic creatures like mountain elves, so that they will feel like they are of the same kind and avoid being killed or eaten.
There are also some books that analyze the different abilities of mountain elves with different attributes, how mages should respond when fighting against mountain elves, and their impact on Southeast Asian countries and so on.
After pouring himself a glass of lemonade and a glass of milk for Lingling, Bai Mo walked out of the bar, placed the milk next to Lingling, and sat down on the other side.
"How is it? Is the Wind Seeking Induction that combines the Wind Seeking Flower and the Mountain Spirit's blood effective?"
"No." Lingling shook her head, glanced at Bai Mo, and said calmly:
"I have looked up plants like the Wind-Seeking Flower. When they encounter mountain spirits, they can induce air currents to float up. This phenomenon is only recorded in ancient times. This phenomenon no longer exists now."
"Has the Wind-Seeking Flower lost its effect?" Bai Mo frowned.
"No, the fact that the Wind-Seeking Flower has been used for thousands of years shows that it is useful. We need to find a new way."
"I guess it's because some quality in the mountain spirits' bodies reacted to the wind-seeking flowers. At first, this quality was very strong, so the ancients only needed to plant this flower nearby to prevent danger."
"But as the mountain elves evolved, they not only became more like humans, but also gradually hid or eliminated this trait in their bodies."
Lingling picked up the milk at hand, took a sip and continued:
“That’s why we later needed the blood and flesh of mountain spirits and even their essence and blood to be combined with other materials to make the Wind Seeker, so that this kind of reaction would occur again in places where mountain spirits were present.”
"The mountain spirit should still have this substance in his body, but it's not in his flesh and blood, nor in his blood essence. I plan to collect some of his brain, bones, marrow, and internal organs to give it a try. There will be results."
Lingling looked calm while saying this.
"If you need anything, tell me. I'm going back today. My family said someone wants to see me. It's very mysterious."
After Bai Mo finished speaking, seeing Lingling just nodded, he drank the water in the cup and walked out.
When I got home and arrived at the reception area, I saw a man wearing field training uniform and with a dusty face.
He looked a few years older than Bai Hanxing, with a handsome face and a pair of calm and wise eyes. He was sitting upright on the sofa, but looked somewhat casual.
Bai Shan was pouring tea for him and he sensed Bai Mo as soon as he arrived.
The man's eyes moved to him, and his eyes were gentle, just like the smile on his face at this moment. He just heard him say:
"I'm sorry to bother you, but I just can't help but be curious and want to learn more about the totem you found."
After he finished speaking, he saw the puzzled look on Bai Mo's face sitting opposite him, and then he smiled embarrassedly:
"Hi, I haven't visited anyone in a long time. I lost my manners and forgot to introduce myself. My name is Jiang Shaojun!"
"Hello." Bai Mo nodded, but he was a little surprised. Having read all the laws, he naturally knew this Jiang Shaojun.
It can be said that he helped a lot in finding the totem, but what surprised Bai Mo was that he is not dead yet.
"Why do you want to ask me about totems?"
In response to Bai Mo's question, Jiang Shaojun smiled, with enthusiasm and determination on his face.
"I am very interested in them. At the same time, I was entrusted by a big shot for something."
Jiang Shaojun's words were very vague, not because it was a very confidential matter, but because he did not want to use righteousness to pressure others.
He just came to ask for advice.
But Bai Mo naturally knew what he was talking about. The big shot was the speaker Shao Zheng.
It was for the strategic plan of 20,000 miles of coastline that he thought of searching for and awakening the ancient totems sleeping on the land of Kyushu, and he entrusted this matter to Jiang Shaojun, a man who was extremely fanatical about totems.
"So, what do you want to know? I may not know more than you." Bai Mo asked bluntly.
"Tell me about your encounter with the hollow willow. Also, can you show me the totem device?"
"Can."
A silver light flashed in Bai Mo's hand, and the magic energy in the space surged. He then placed the silver hairpin gun, which was more than three meters long, on the coffee table in front of him.
"This is the totem of the Hollow Willow. I call it the Silver Hairpin Spear. Before this, I had only heard of the name totem. The story of the Hollow Willow started with a mission."
After slowly explaining what he knew about the hollow willow, Bai Mo took a sip of the tea on the table. As for the silver hairpin gun, he had already put it away. Then, he looked at the man in front of him who was lost in thought and asked:
"I don't know if this helps you."
“Totems are also connected to each other. For example, the legendary Xuanwu has two descendants, Baxia and Xuanshe.
The reason I came to ask you these questions is that I want to see your totem vessel, to understand the totem information and totem texture, to see if I can find other totems through these. "
Jiang Shaojun said calmly, "I used to be exposed to animal totems, so I have been exploring this area, but I haven't gained much so far.
This is the first time I have seen a plant totem, but from your description, this willow should be a source totem, but I don’t know if it has any branches. But no matter what, if it recovers, the demons should be safe. "
Bai Mo nodded, but did not agree with him. He then took him to see the hollow willow tree that was already eight meters high.
Jiang Shaojun could tell at a glance that this totem had just recovered and had only reached the level of an advanced general. However, he heard that Bai Mo had only brought it back for less than half a year, so he thought its recovery should not be slow.
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