Chapter 34: Strange Breath Pu Shiyi Niang did not move, and kept waiting...
Pu Shiyi Niang did not move either. She waited until the footsteps disappeared. Then she sat up straight and carefully put her daughter down. Pu Shiyi Niang stood up and looked around the camp, and found that the entire refugee camp was much emptier.
She stared at the empty seat next to her again.
"You haven't slept yet." Pu Shiyi Niang asked.
The pair of clear and sharp eyes opened and closed, and silently said: "Hmm."
"Liu Dashu has also left." Pu Shiyi Niang described the scene she had just seen.
This time, Qiao Sanguan's attitude was even colder. He said calmly: "If he wants to go, let him go. From the beginning, he has valued the strange plants in He Village more." For example, Liu Dashu has always been more keen on joining a strange village with a hierarchy. Qiao Sanguan and Pu Shiyi Niang also knew this.
Normally, Liu Dashu is a nice guy. He has a bad mouth but he will help people in need. However, once he comes across something he wants more, he will rush to throw away what he thinks is a burden.
Pu Shiyi Niang wanted to say something, but she could see that Qiao Sanguan was not as calm as he appeared.
Before she could finish her words, Qiao Sanguan raised his hand to interrupt her and said, "That group of people probably won't be able to come back, and by then we probably won't be able to catch up with the convoy. After daybreak, you and I will go to the Hecun convoy to express our gratitude."
"..." Pu Shiyi Niang returned to her seat and sat down, sighing helplessly. She just wanted to live well with her daughter, but why was it so difficult? Qiao Sanguan was right. He Cun came over specially to kindly remind them that the forest was dangerous, but they, the group of refugees, not only did not believe it, but also thought that there were good things in the forest. A large group of people could not wait to go there in the dark, and a large number of them died.
With the way they were doing, not to mention whether Hecun dared to let them follow them, they didn't even dare to trust their own people.
Qiao Sanguan probably didn't want to say anything too harsh because that group of people were going to die, especially after what Qi Gouzi said yesterday. Pu Shiyi Niang felt uncomfortable no matter how she listened to it at night. She thought about it for a long time overnight and finally figured out what the people from He Village meant. The moment they were notified, it meant they were on guard against them.
Are these people, who rely on the aura of the strange weapon left by the people of He Village, worth He Village's effort?
Even if Hecun took the strange plant directly in front of these refugees, who among them would dare to say a word?
Qi Gouzi's words were bullshit from the beginning. His problem was that he took himself too seriously. It was probably the good attitude of the people in He Village that made him feel proud. He thought that he could be considered a significant figure since he could survive the famine. Unfortunately, he was not proud of the right thing to do.
Forget it, don't think too much. Pu Shiyi Niang returned to her sleeping place and hugged her daughter. She thought about what to say when she and Qiao Sanguan went to the refugee caravan after dawn. At the same time, she sighed silently in her heart that she was good at judging people. Along the way, she didn't like Liu Dashu. Liu Dashu was decisive, but this guy was also ruthless. In comparison, Qiao Sanguan was more relaxed and measured.
He is soft-hearted, loyal, and resourceful. The whole village is under his control. You see, the character of the village can be seen from its leader. Pu Shiyi Niang just saw that almost all the people in Qiaocao Village are here, and few have left. There are only a few people left in Xiaoliu Village led by Liu Dashu.
They are all women and children.
Alas, she still has a daughter, so it would be more comfortable for her to stay with Qiao Caocun.
In the white mist forest.
A group of ragged refugees looked fanatically at the big tree in the center. The tree was hidden in the white mist, and the lingering fragrance was refreshing. They could imagine their life after obtaining the strange plant. Although it was not as good as Hecun's, it was definitely much better than their previous life.
No, it’s definitely better than life in Hecun.
Who among them who have seen the life of the people in He Village would not envy them? Who wouldn't want to live that kind of life?
The moment the group of people entered the forest, they rushed towards the shadows of the trees, ignoring the increasingly thick white fog around them from the moment they walked in.
The white fog was like a swamp. It was easy to walk in at first, but gradually it became more and more difficult. By the last few steps, it was painful to even lift your feet. The last scene they saw was a huge dead tree wrapped in vines. The tree seemed to have been drained of nutrients by the vines. It was withered and yellow, and there were many white bones at the roots.
Some are nice, some are weird.
Liu Dashu opened his eyes wide in horror, however, the white fog just covered his mouth and nose, and also blocked his shouting in the thick white fog. He couldn't help but glance to a corner, where there was a different light.
Ye Lu stood up suddenly at the same moment. He just felt a different breath.
Ye Lu still felt that he was hallucinating, but he looked around and found that the ghost scholar looked normal, as if nothing had happened. He was looking at him in confusion. Ye Lu's face darkened, and he sat down again, cross-legged, supporting his chin with one hand, thinking slowly.
He? What was that breath he just felt?
"Master Dao, what's wrong?" The ghost scholar and the playful man looked at each other, and this time it was the playful man's turn to step forward to block the gun. He stepped forward very tacitly and started to ask. It's worth mentioning that although the playful man was usually cheerful, cynical and loved to challenge his limits, his voice was extremely low when he was serious.
Silky, low, and full of beauty?.
Ye Lu was thinking and ignored the man. He paused and took out the laurel seed from his dantian. The laurel seed at this time was very different from the one with moonlight before. It was very ordinary. It was like it had gathered the moonlight that had always been around it. Ye Lu felt it carefully.
"No, it doesn't sound like the aura of a strange plant. It's a bit weird. What on earth is this?" Ye Lu asked in a very puzzled tone.
He was almost knocked over by a strange breath just now. After a short moment, the breath quickly disappeared. However, as the son of Mount Tai God, Ye Lu was sensitive to this breath. The breath was strange enough, neither yin nor yang. Just the feeling was enough to make Ye Lu uncomfortable.
Playful person? Slowly typed a question mark.
"To be honest, I originally thought that there might be strange plants in this white mist forest, but after one night, I'm not so sure anymore." This is what the ghost scholar told Ye Lu later, as to why He Village had been slow to send anyone. They just felt that the white mist forest didn't look like strange plants but rather like a cunning strange creature.
Ye Lu also felt that the ghost scholar was right.
"But now I'm not sure. Why is this aura so weird? It doesn't look like a strange creature or a strange plant. It has a weird aura, which is really uncomfortable." Ye Lu couldn't help but complain when he thought about it. It just so happened that he had been in this world for so long, but this was the first time he felt this kind of aura.
Ye Lu paced back and forth several times, with a lot of thoughts in his mind and a frown on his face.
"Do you think there might be strange plants in the forest?" The man understood Ye Lu's hesitation in an instant and asked slowly.
Ye Lu shook his head and said, "I'm not sure either, but this forest is so strange that I'll feel bad if I don't go in and take a look. No, I have to go to Aunt Lan and talk to them. We might really have to go to this White Mist Forest."
When he said the second half of the sentence, Ye Lu paused again, made up his mind, turned around and walked towards the ancestral hall carriage. He wanted to discuss something with his fourth uncle He.
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