Chapter 111 Do you dare to taste hundreds of herbs like him?
Only Mianmian, the wolf demon Baibai and the half-demon Liu An could see the little baby on the soul-catching rope. The Chu family father and son and Su Chenfei were all mortals and saw nothing.
But this did not prevent them from seeing from Mianmian's little expression that something was hooked on the soul-catching rope.
Especially Mianmian stretched out her hand, as if she was hugging something.
"Auntie, what is this?" Su Chenfei looked at a ball of air and asked cautiously.
Mianmian now knew that Liu Yue outside could hear them talking, so she hushed to Su Chenfei and tried to use two illusion talismans so that Liu Yue outside could not see the little baby.
To be on the safe side, Baibai was made to grow huge to block all of them.
Then, Mianmian lowered her head to observe the little baby in her arms.
The doll was really small, like a baby, only as big as her hand. He was naked, but had no gender.
"Ahhh?" Baibai was also looking at the baby. As he watched, he reminded Mianmian.
Mianmian nodded: "Yeah."
This little kid might be the spirit of the Shennong Ding! The spirit of the spirit is also a soul, so it can be drawn out by the soul-drawing rope.
The spirit of the weapon seems to be sleeping so soundly, it doesn’t look like it has been subdued by the poop snake.
"Okay, the wine and food are ready. I'm going to turn up the fire a little and listen to your wailing as a snack." Liu Yue spoke again outside, his voice proud.
As Liu Yue finished speaking, Mianmian immediately felt the soles of her feet burning.
The spirit of the weapon was still sleeping, but after the Shennong Ding showed its power, it was still so powerful. The talismans she placed on everyone turned into ashes and disappeared, and everyone began to switch their feet left and right again.
Because it was too hot! Seeing this, Mianmian quickly took out the flying sword and enlarged it so that everyone could step on it.
With the flying sword as a stepping stone, things were much better.
Seeing that Mianmian seemed to be studying something, Su Chenfei winked at Chu Qi and opened his mouth to howl, "Ah, ah, it's so hot, help, help."
As he shouted, his facial features also exerted force. He really regarded himself as a person being placed on a barbecue grill, exerting force with every part of his body.
Chu Qi understood what Su Chenfei meant and started shouting, "Hiss, my feet hurt so much, so much."
Chu Ye opened his mouth: "Dad, save me, it hurts."
The father and son were used to having expressionless faces, so even when they cried out in pain, their voices were expressionless, and apart from being a little exaggerated, they lacked any appeal.
Su Chenfei felt that this was not okay. How could such acting skills deceive the snakes outside and buy time for the young lady? He looked at the Chu family father and son in a reproachful manner, and gestured on his face, indicating that the two should have an emotional outburst when they shouted.
The father and son were filled with laughter at Su Chenfei's funny expression. They didn't say anything but just exaggerated their voices.
Compared to the Chu father and son, Bai Bai's acting skills are obviously better.
"Ao ao, woof woof, woof woof." The three sounds switched at will, moving heaven and earth.
Bai Bai even patted Mian Mian, signaling her to come as well. If they didn't pretend to be roasted, what if Liu Yue outside felt something was wrong and controlled a bigger fire to roast them? Mian Mian listened to Bai Bai's words, closed her eyes, and began to cry loudly: "Wuwuwu, wuwuwu, I want my mother, I want my mother."
When she was a child, she was naughty and pretended to be in danger and called her mother like this, but she got a spanking in return.
But thanks to her naughty friend, Mianmian learned how to make her crying sound real.
"Hahaha, I will slowly increase the firepower. You guys save some strength and shout slowly. Don't let the sound disappear by then. I will be unhappy." Liu Yue became more and more proud.
He glanced inside Shennongding and found that the people inside were blocked by the enlarged white wolf monster, and sneered.
What's the point of blocking it?
Shennong Ding is a divine artifact. Even if they do something in it, these people can't escape and can only wail in it. He likes to hear the wailing of mortals, but it's a pity that Su Mianmian is still a child. It would be better if she grew up.
The more Liu thought about it, the more regrettable he felt.
He continued to drink, waiting leisurely for the pills to be successfully refined.
In the space of Shennong Ding, Mianmian was trying to wake up the little spirit. The little guy was sleeping too deeply, and shaking him was useless. He was still sleeping.
Mianmian put a finger on the little guy's head, trying to communicate with him.
Generally speaking, by sticking her head close to the little monster, she can talk to the little monster directly and see some of the little monster's memories.
But this time when she came into contact with the spirit of the weapon, Mianmian saw nothing but endless darkness.
Mianmian sighed: "Ah, it's so dark here."
"Ah, it's so dark here." The repetitive words in a childish voice sounded under my feet.
Feeling that the sound came from under her feet, Mianmian lowered her head to look. It was too dark to see anything.
She had no choice but to squat down and reach out to touch, but she couldn't feel anything.
"Where are you?" Mianmian asked again.
"Where are you?" the voice repeated.
Mianmian was a little anxious. They were still locked up, so she asked directly: "Little spirit, I am Mianmian. Can you wake up and let us out?"
Who knew that after saying this, I would still get a repeated question: "Little Spirit, I am Mian Mian, can you wake up and let us out?"
What should I do? Mianmian thought carefully about what else her mother had said about spirits, and finally remembered what her mother had said one day.
After being born, the spirits of weapons do not know that they are spirits of weapons, nor do they know who they are, but they know the names of their masters.
Now that you know your master's name, tell the little spirit the story of Emperor Yan!
Mianmian sat down on the ground.
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She told the story of how Emperor Shennong tasted hundreds of herbs, invented pottery cooking utensils, made the Shennong Ding, and used the Shennong Ding to refine medicine. She also talked about how the Yan Emperor tribe, to which Shennong belonged, later merged with the Huang Emperor tribe, defeated Chiyou, and the two tribes merged into one to become the Yanhuang tribe.
This time, Xiao Qi Ling finally stopped repeating what she said and asked, "Where did he go in the end?"
This sentence stumped Mianmian.
"I don't know either." Mianmian answered honestly, "I wasn't born yet at that time. What I said were all stories from books."
Little Spirit: "What about the Yanhuang tribe? What happened to them later?"
Mianmian knows about this!
"The Yanhuang tribe has developed into the Dragon Kingdom. We are the people of the Dragon Kingdom, the descendants of Yanhuang." Mianmian patted her chest in a childish voice, "We all have the blood of the Yanhuang tribe flowing in our veins!"
As she finished her words, the darkness in the venue changed.
"You said you have his blood, but do you dare to taste all kinds of herbs like him?"
Lots and lots of herbs appeared on the ground.
Some of them Mianmian had seen before, but some only appeared in the Jiang family's library, and they were particularly rare species. More importantly, some of the grass was poisonous.
Mianmian saw the heartbreak grass at a glance. If you eat it, your stomach will hurt a lot, your intestines will rot and you will die.
She puffed out her chest and said very seriously: "I'll eat it, and you'll let us go!"
"Yes, as long as you dare to eat it." The little spirit appeared in front of Mianmian, still in the image of a naked little doll. It was suspended in the air, with a chubby face like a New Year's doll, and it was very stiff. "I can let you out."
After saying that, the little spirit yawned loudly.
If he had not been suddenly disturbed by this little kid named Su Mianmian, he might have continued sleeping and had no idea that his body was being used by someone.
After Emperor Yan died, it was taken away by the gods in heaven, but because it looked down on those guys, it kept itself closed.
In fact, he knew the stories that Mianmian told, and also knew why Emperor Yan died. The reason he asked was to see if people today still remember these things.
The little spirit floated beside Mianmian and watched the cute little baby pick a datura seed and put it in his mouth.
Mianmian said as she ate: "Datura seeds can cause hallucinations, respiratory paralysis, and insanity~"
After eating the mandrake, Mianmian picked some bellflowers: "This will make people have difficulty breathing and suffocate to death~"
Every time she ate something, Mianmian would tell about her body's reaction after eating it. She ate a lot until her belly was round and full.
"I, I can't eat anymore." Mianmian looked at the little spirit, "I'm full."
After saying that, she lifted up her clothes to show Xiao Qiling her bulging belly that looked like a small watermelon, and then she smiled sweetly with a hint of flattery.
The little spirit came to Mianmian's belly and poked it with its hand. After making sure that she was really full, it stared at Mianmian's face.
What's wrong with this kid? Apart from an indescribable fragrance, he looks like an ordinary cultivator. How come he is fine after eating so many poisonous herbs?
(End of this chapter)