Chapter 22 The Strangeness That Blocked the Road When Ye Lu returned to his carriage, it was already past...
It took a long time for Ye Lu to return to his own carriage.
When the door curtain was opened, the playful man and the ghost scholar were both in the carriage. Upon hearing the noise, they all looked outside the door.
Because of the replacement of dry food supplies, the originally spacious carriage suddenly became a little crowded. The ghost scholar and the playboy had to fill the large jar with water and seal it with leaves again.
The dry food was also piled up full. When Ye Lu just came over, he also saw piles of green grass, which was obviously the rations for the big blue ox.
"You're back." The ghost scholar raised his eyebrows and was the first to greet.
"How's the weapon?"
The playful man didn't say anything. When he heard the ghost scholar's words, he stared at Ye Lu and tilted his head in confusion.
Ye Lu entered the carriage and sat next to the coffee table. At this time, he had to sigh at the foresight of the ghost scholar. The table was tattered, and after the legs were chopped off by the scoundrel, the height was just right. One side of the coffee table was against the carriage, and the remaining three sides were just enough for one person.
As soon as Ye Lu sat down, he put the bone lamp on the coffee table without saying anything.
The temperature of the entire car suddenly dropped a lot.
"......!" The ghost scholar paused, unable to help but stop talking, staring at the weapon on the table. A faint light flashed across the bone lamp. He whispered, "Spiritual weapon?"
Spiritual weapons are what the players of the Star Network dungeon in the previous life called them. They generally refer to weapons that are naturally born or related to gods. The latter account for the majority. Most of these spiritual weapons are spiritual because of their spirituality, which is the origin of their name.
Of course, this is not the most critical thing.
The most important thing is that spiritual weapons have the highest growth potential.
When the three brothers first searched for the spiritual weapons, it was extremely difficult and took a lot of effort. Even so, they suffered a lot before they got the three weapons, and then they were all destroyed because of one death.
"Lucky." Ye Lu hummed. He was satisfied to see that the ghost scholar's reaction was the same as he expected. He was in a very happy mood and explained happily: "This world is very strong. Most of the materials are spiritual. It is easier to revive spirits than in other worlds." This also represents the danger of this world.
Ye Lu felt it very clearly. When he recited the agreed words, the snake gods responded. Perhaps it was the reaction of one of their countless incarnations, but this also represented the difference between the bone lamp and ordinary weapons. Ye Lu was looking forward to the stunning performance of the bone lamp in battle.
The ghost scholar was surprised at first, but soon he calmed down. Although spiritual weapons were rare, when he thought about his family's identity as a Taoist priest, the ghost scholar had an illusion that it was as he expected.
How should I put it? It feels like this spiritual weapon has arrived so late.
Could it be that the destiny of this world is rather slow to react, and it has only now realized that He has an extra Son of Mount Tai under His command, and is now hastily sending His favor to Him?
"..."The ghost scholar smiled as usual, but in fact he was thinking in many ways, complaining about this world. He had become accustomed to his master's luck.
The birth of the spiritual weapon was beyond the expectations of the three people. After the surprise, they were followed by joy. With the spiritual weapon, Ye Lu's combat effectiveness was improved. Don't think that the Son of God of Mount Tai is just strong. Mount Tai is important, but what is more important is the word Son of God.
This also allowed the three people who were somewhat uneasy to completely calm down.
The expressions of the ghost scholar and the playful man became much gentler.
"Are you ready to leave today?" After talking about the spiritual weapon, Ye Lu finally had the mind to ask the ghost scholar about what he had just seen. The food for the blue ox was ready. Thinking about it, they did stay in this village for some time.
"Well, Chief Helan sent someone over last night to say that we should leave today. We've been here for a while, and the well water in this village is gradually returning more and more slowly." The ghost scholar nodded, indicating that they were not far away from the drought and were still in the area where drought had struck.
"Our water tanks are full, and we've prepared all the dry food. Ah Xi helped a lot yesterday." Perhaps it was Ye Lu's contemplation that made the ghost scholar mistakenly think that he was still worried, so he added with a smile, implying that their family could leave at any time and didn't have to run around.
Because it was all finished a few days ago.
Everyone washed up and left clean and refreshed.
"Uncle He Qi also brought clothes for the three of us." The ghost scholar raised his chin towards the several folded clothes on the lid of the box on the other side.
They were blue and black robes, respectively. The stitches were very fine, and it was obvious that they were made by a skilled needleworker. They were very good. Ye Lu nodded, indicating that she understood.
The three were discussing things in a low voice, such as who would be in charge of the carriage on the road. When Uncle He Qi sent the clothes, he also sent a lot of green millet, all packed in a box, which was entangled with strange power. They also said that this was the subsidy that Helan promised Ye Lu to ask for from the village.
"Uncle Seven said that this is most of the stock in the village, and the remaining green millet will probably not be used. All of it should be stored and kept for use when the market or a caravan arrives." The ghost scholar repeated what Uncle Seven said at the time.
"I remember that the last time green millet was harvested, it should be considered a bumper harvest. The caravan didn't exchange much last year, so there should still be some in the village." Ye Lu thought about it and the output of green millet could be calculated. After all, he had seen what green millet looked like and how many ears there were. It was no secret that green millet was harvested once every three years. It was a secret before, but it was no longer a secret after they awakened.
"I'm afraid it's for future plans." The ghost scholar said in a low voice.
Ye Lu thought about it and understood. The villagers were worried that they would encounter difficulties when they arrived in an unfamiliar place. It is said that a poor family will become rich on the road. The difficulty is not only in escaping famine, but also in reclaiming wasteland in a new place. The remaining green millet is probably for the foundation at that time. This is a major event for the whole village and no one can touch it.
Especially now that the green millet is being moved, it can only be a seedling throughout the entire process and cannot grow up, and naturally cannot bear fruit.
That is to say, the village really values Ye Lu’s talent, and that’s why they squeezed out a part of it from their savings to give it to him.
"Aunt Lan is very thoughtful." Ye Lu could feel the unity of his fellow tribesmen in this world in their desire to survive. Because they wanted to survive, they were more generous to their talented younger generations. Ye Lu naturally also wanted to understand the important role Helan played in this.
Helan notified that he would leave today, and sure enough, in the afternoon, the guards came and called him.
"Knock knock!" There was a knock outside the carriage, followed by a familiar shout. Everyone present recognized that it was Dalang from Aunt Huang's family next door, the boy who was in the guard team.
"The time has come, we should leave, follow the ox cart in front!"
"I know!" The ghost scholar paused, then spoke loudly to the outside of the carriage.
The people outside the carriage seemed to have heard their answer, and the sound of footsteps gradually moving away was heard.
"I'll go drive the car!" As soon as Xi Mingren saw the expressions of the two brothers in the car, he knew that they had something to say. He stood up very skillfully and went outside the car. Of course, the curtain was half-drawn to ensure that he could hear the movements inside the car.
The ox cart moved slowly.
Ye Lu and the ghost scholar looked at each other in the crowded carriage while slowly measuring the supplies.
In general, the ghost scholar calculated while Ye Lu was calculating, and then they found that they had prepared three large jars of water alone, which guaranteed a water supply for at least half a month. They also had dry food and meat, and most of the rice and flour, except for white millet, was cornmeal.
After they finished calculating, the two began to feel lucky. Fortunately, the yellow-level dodder arrived in time. After exchanging the beast's meat, not only did they get the materials to make weapons, but they also got a lot of supplies. The villagers were even willing to exchange it for white millet. Now, if the green millet was not enough, the white millet could temporarily make up for it.
"We still have to go find strange plants!" After Ye Lu finished calculating, he frowned and couldn't help but sigh. It was after eating green millet that he realized the benefits of strange food. White millet is indeed good, but it is completely inferior to green millet.
"We can plant laurel trees when we find the place." The ghost scholar understood Ye Lu's anxiety. The Taoist wanted the three of them to recover their strength as soon as possible. Strange food was undoubtedly the best way. He whispered to comfort them.
In fact, the ghost scholar himself was also thinking about the Forbidden Stone Ridge. If it was really as Qian Bacun said, they could tame a strange plant, it would really help them relieve a lot of pressure.
As they were chatting, the ox cart slowly stopped.
Ye Lu and the ghost scholar stopped talking and looked out of the carriage. Then they heard the vigilant and serious voice of the playful man, saying: "There is something strange!"
Ye Lu didn't bother to talk to the ghost scholar. He took three or two steps forward, pushed open the curtain with one hand, and took in everything outside.
I saw that the fleeing team should have walked onto a small path. The sky was bright and dry. There was long grass all around, which gave an illusion of being half green and half yellow. The sunlight was dazzling, and looking at the dry grass gave me a more real sense of the drought, which made people feel inexplicably depressed.
That’s not the point.
The focus is on the group of figures at the front of the convoy.
In the vast expanse of withered yellow grass, all you can see is long grass. It is windless and scorching hot. Stiff figures appear above the grass. They are wearing colorful clothes, with exaggerated and weird grins on their mouths. Their entire bodies are made of straw and are erected on huge wooden stakes.
"Is this... a scarecrow?" Ye Lu recognized the strange identity at the first time and frowned. These stiff figures easily reminded people of the scarecrows erected in the fields, most of which were erected to prevent birds from stealing food in the fields.
The scarecrows floated slowly in the grass and blocked the path on both sides. They almost blended into the grass and only their colorful clothes could be seen. They looked greedily at the group of blood-eating people who had uninvitedly broken into their territory.
The fleeing team stopped.
Next second.
"Buzz----"
The crisp sound of the bronze mirror echoed throughout the entire team.
Something weird is coming!
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