At dusk, the people from the pharmacy left the open space and headed for the next location.
Their departure proved that all the snake daisies in this area had been harvested.
The old smoker puffed on his pipe, exhaled a puff of smoke, and continued to follow the people from the drugstore.
After trekking for more than an hour, they followed the people from the medicine store to find the second good place. It was a forest that was not particularly dense, but was more remote and had more flowers.
But as they spent more, everyone's efficiency decreased.
The fog on the Bitter Mist Mountain was corroding everyone, including the people in the medicine shop, and everyone became weak and dull.
Xiaopang was the least affected, while Li Banfeng was the most affected. He felt numbness in his hands and feet and his vision was blurred.
At night, the fog became thicker and everyone's situation became more difficult.
Nectarine Girl had a pocket watch. She looked at the time and it was already past nine o'clock. She was beginning to feel unable to hold on any longer.
"Why don't we leave? This trip has paid off." Youtao picked a total of 35 snake chrysanthemums, which can be sold for 2,975 yuan, which is really a good deal.
Li Banfeng picked two more nectarines than he expected, and he felt that his life would be in danger if he didn't go down the mountain.
Xiaopang refused to leave. He picked the least flowers, only sixteen, which could be sold for more than 1,300 yuan according to the price offered by the herbal medicine store.
After deducting the expenses along the way, does he still have any profit?
It's still profitable, just a little less.
Xiaopang was not willing to accept this.
The snake daisy in this second place is obviously easier to find than the first one.
Xiaopang's physical condition is obviously better than others. According to his own estimation, he will have no problem holding on until dawn. Now is a good opportunity to catch up and earn more.
He refused to leave, and the little girl Cao Ye also refused to leave. She relied on various medicines and candies to support herself, and her body was not in any serious condition for the time being.
The old smoker smoked two more packs of cigarettes. In his words, as long as he had cigarettes to smoke, he could hold on.
They all refused to leave, and Nectarine Girl also refused to leave, and she felt a little unwilling to do so.
Seeing that the two peach petals under her waist could hardly move, Li Banfeng really wanted to advise her.
But he didn't have the strength to speak. He was so dizzy that he was afraid he would vomit at any time if he said a few more words.
Besides, he and Miss Taozi met by chance, so he was more worried about Xiaopang.
But Xiaopang refused to leave, so Li Banfeng had to go down the mountain alone.
Before leaving, Cao Ye stepped forward and warned: "Brother Baisha, if you really want to be a happy cultivator, go back and rest for at least half a month. A happy cultivator is physically weak and will be most seriously injured by this poisonous fog.
If you are from another sect, you should at least take a break for three to five days.
If you are a home repairman, just ignore what I said."
Li Banfeng was just hearing the key point when he suddenly heard Youtao interrupting from the side: "Sister, what happened to Zhai Xiu?"
Cao Ye's eyes widened as he asked, "Sister, are you a home cultivator?"
The nectarine girl smiled and said, "I'm just asking casually."
Cao Ye lowered his voice and said, "Even if a house repairman doesn't have a house spirit, he can get rid of the poison by sleeping for seven or eight hours when he returns to the house. If he has a house spirit, he won't even need seven or eight hours.
This is the ability of a house repairman. As long as he can return to his house, he is not afraid of anything."
Nectarine sighed softly: "It would be great if I were a home repairman."
Cao Ye shook his head and said, "Sister, a home cultivator usually doesn't come out easily. Could it be that you really are..."
While talking, Cao Ye kept looking at Youtao, as if he was very interested in her Taoism.
Youtao touched Caoye's face and said, "After this business is done, you can go to my house and sit there. Then you will know if I am a home repairman, right?"
Li Banfeng didn't want to grind his teeth here, so he whispered a few words into Xiaopang's ear:
"Just pick the flowers here, don't change places, pick a few more flowers, and then hurry down the mountain!"
Xiaopang agreed casually.
The place will not change again, there are indeed a lot of flowers here.
But he won’t leave easily, Xiaopang plans to stay until tomorrow morning.
The man with gold-rimmed glasses said that the time of flowering of the snakeweed is uncertain, but it will definitely bloom for a day and a night.
The flowers that opened at around seven o'clock this morning will not wither until seven o'clock tomorrow morning. After this night, I will definitely be able to pick another twenty flowers.
I will go down the mountain tomorrow morning. I will only suffer from vomiting and diarrhea for a few days. I can make up for it by eating two more good meals.
Seeing him concentrating on picking flowers, Li Banfeng walked out of the woods, hid the key in a secluded place on the mountain road, and returned to his own residence.
He did not go down the mountain, as Cao Ye's words reminded him.
He chose to recover in his own house first, and then go down the mountain when he was almost recovered, otherwise he might encounter an accident on the way.
There are problems along the way, big problems.
He didn't trust the man with the glasses, even though most of his actions were reasonable.
The behavior of other people is also reasonable. It is a very wise choice for a group of strangers to take care of each other within a reasonable range.
There's just one thing that doesn't make sense.
They were attacked three times in a row by the same man.
On Kuwu Mountain, everyone wanted the snake daisy, so it was natural that it was snatched away.
But being robbed three times by the same person doesn’t make sense.
The first time I ran into a bald man on the road was by chance.
Why did I meet the bald man on the mountain road for the second time?
coincide?
How do you explain the third time the bald man came to steal the flowers?
If you call it a coincidence, it doesn't make sense.
This bald man should be following our group, but how did he catch up?
On Kuwu Mountain, it was very difficult to follow others because of the extremely poor visibility. If it weren't for Lao Yanpao, this group of people would not be able to keep up with the people from the pharmacy.
But this bald man was able to follow us all the way. Could it be that there are cultivators among them who are good at tracking?
Or maybe someone left a mark for them?
Li Banfeng untied the cloth bag, threw it aside, and lay flat in the room, trying to review the whole process, but the severe pain all over his body made it impossible for him to concentrate.
It hurts so much. The fog on this Kuwu Mountain is really deadly.
The dizziness and pain made Li Banfeng want to vomit.
No, you can’t spit in your room, at least not on the ground.
This room has no ventilation. If I spit on the ground, I don't know how long it will take for the smell to dissipate.
But he really couldn't help it!
Li Banfeng simply tore open the cloth bag, poured out the snakeweed inside, and vomited all the yellow bile into the bag.
After vomiting everything out, Li Banfeng felt better. He tied the cloth bag tightly, threw it aside, fell to the ground and fell into a deep sleep.
After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Li Banfeng was suddenly awakened by a strange smell.
In the portable room, there should be no other smell except dust.
Is it the smell of snakeweed?
On Kuwu Mountain, there didn't seem to be any special smell of the chrysanthemums.
The fog on Kuwu Mountain is choking, probably because it covers up the scent of the snakeweed.
Now that I am at Suishenju, there are no other smells to disturb me, and I can smell the scent of snakeweed again.
It should be the smell of snakeweed, because Li Banfeng smelled a unique floral fragrance.
I almost forgot, Cao Ye said that this flower is poisonous! If you eat one, you will die!
Is the fragrance of the flower also poisonous?
Li Banfeng was shocked and stood up quickly.
He had scattered the snakeweed randomly around the house, and now he had to find a proper place to put it.
He took out a match and lit the candle.
What’s more, after this sleep, Li Banfeng no longer felt any pain in his body or dizziness, and he felt like he was almost fully recovered.
But the next moment, his scalp began to feel numb, as if electric currents were rolling from his forehead to the back of his head.
Where's my snakeweed?
Where are the thirty-seven snake chrysanthemums that I collected with so much difficulty?
How come there is not a single one left?
The flowers are lost and the money is gone, but these are not the biggest things.
But I am the only one who can enter the house, so who stole the flower?
Could it be that I was eaten while sleepwalking?
This thing can't be eaten!
Li Banfeng searched everywhere but couldn't find even a petal.
The candle had a limited lighting range, and Li Banfeng didn't pay attention to his feet. He tripped over something, staggered, and almost fell.
Holding the candle, he looked back and found it was a copper lotus on the ground.
Wait, is this a copper lotus?
The copper lotus has been placed on the ground all the time, its position has not changed much, but its state is a little different.
The flowers are blooming.
Li Banfeng saw the heart of the flower and the lotus pod.
There is a lotus seed in the lotus pod, a ripe lotus seed.
Li Banfeng peeled the lotus seeds carefully, and the lotus petal closed immediately, almost pinching Li Banfeng's hand.
The green lotus seed trembled slightly in the center of Li Banfeng's palm.
Li Banfeng didn't know the origin of these lotus seeds or what to do with them.
The lotus seed suddenly swelled up to the size of a fist and exploded with a bang.
Li Banfeng shuddered and quickly withdrew his hand. After the lotus seeds exploded, eight beads fell down, each the size of a little finger nail.
Li Banfeng picked up a bead and took a look at it. It had a white background with black spots, as if it was inlaid with some kind of scales.
What is this?
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