Chapter 35: Team Enters Lin He. After hearing what Ye Lu said, Fourth Uncle was in deep thought...
After listening to Ye Lu's words, He Si's uncle pondered for a moment. This time, there were not only He Si and He Lan in the carriage, but also Shi Shushi, He Shushi, and He San's uncle who rarely showed up. Not only that, Ye Lu also saw a village elder who seldom showed up in the corner.
Apart from anything else, the incident involving Bai Wulin has completely concerned the villagers.
In fact, everyone is very suspicious of Bai Wulin, and most of them think that it is the work of a strange creature, but since it is related to the strange plant, no one can make a decision.
"You said you felt a different aura?" He Si frowned slowly and looked around as he spoke. To be honest, He Si didn't want his nephew to get involved. He could get involved, but he couldn't show off his talents too much.
Keeping one's abilities hidden has always been He Si's philosophy.
However, He Si never imposed his ideas on the next generation. Let Lu Wazi do whatever he wants. Otherwise, what is the point of elders? He was worried that the villagers would think too much and if they were disappointed, they would probably blame Lu Wazi.
Ye Lu nodded and added: "The breath was very short and strange. I felt uncomfortable when I felt it."
"The time was too short. Actually, I'm not sure. It disappeared too quickly. It was neither yin nor yang. It was very strange and uncomfortable." Ye Lu frowned as he spoke. He remembered the smell he had just smelled. How to describe it? It was like a freshly washed vegetable mixed in a pile of rotten vegetables, a sour smell mixed with the smell of grass.
But that smell of grass is not the smell of strange plants.
After Ye Lu finished speaking, he remained silent.
Fourth Uncle He glanced at him.
Ye Lu immediately sat cross-legged behind him calmly. He understood what his uncle meant, which was to let him show his talent but not to put all the responsibility on him.
It was silent.
At the beginning, there was some controversy in the carriage, but now everyone is thoughtful and has a lot to think about.
"Tell me, are you going? Or are you going? To the White Mist Forest?" Uncle He San tapped the ground with his cane, coughed a few times, and spoke slowly, breaking the silence in the carriage.
The other village elder did not speak, but just rubbed the walking stick in his hand, also thinking about something.
Helan looked around and made up his mind. He also coughed a few times and said, "I think we can do it."
Helan's words were somewhat unexpected. No one thought she would speak, and they all looked up at her.
He Lan had a reason when he spoke, "I think Lu Wazi's talent is definitely more than what we see. His talent is not even super, it's too strong. Lu Wazi is born with a special sensitivity to certain earth spirits and strange spirits. Strange plants are not all strange things."
"It's just that he was injured before, and now his natural induction is weak." Helan also had a reason to say: "By the way, Old Man Huang, can you give my Lu kid some of his share next year? Don't be so stingy. You don't even give a super-gifted child, and they have two super-gifted children at home?"
Helan sincerely believed that her Lu boy was extremely gifted. After all, she had seen with her own eyes that Ye Lu was pointing the way. The whole process was so magical that no one would believe it if she told him about it. In just a few sticks of incense, he led the caravan for dozens of miles, avoiding all dangers along the way, and not a single strange creature appeared.
No one died in the entire fleeing group.
It’s as if someone in the earth veins is telling Lu Wazi how to go?
Especially at the last moment, Helan always felt that Lu Wazi at that time always seemed particularly ethereal, like an immortal. From that moment on, the idea that Lu Wazi was gifted was deeply engraved in Helan's mind. For this reason, she had troubled the village elders more than once.
"... He Xiaoer, stop making trouble, kid. The quota of green millet is limited. It is true that super talents are rare, but there are other kids in the village." The village elder known as Old Man Huang said helplessly after a long silence. While saying this, he bluntly called out He Lan's ranking. They are the village elders of He Village.
"I'm not trying to steal the share of other villagers. I'm talking about the reserves, the ones at the bottom of the box. I don't believe I'm the only one in our village who hates the previous caravans. You old men and women are so cunning that you would give all the good things to those blood-sucking worms. There must be some left. I want that, not much, just give half to Lu Wazi."
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"And who told you that Lu Wazi's talent is an ordinary super talent? The super talent I'm talking about is extraordinary, very special!" Helan emphasized.
Helan even used himself as an example: "My talent is still average? This is what Lady Bronze Mirror measured. Do you think my talent is really average?"
Helan's average talent made those people outside with high talent beat like dogs. Every time she said that her talent was only average, those people outside didn't believe her. On the contrary, the people in the caravan were very nice to Helan. Even if Helan's attitude was not very good, those merchants would smile at Helan and give her some gifts from time to time.
Some businessmen would ask Helan indirectly about his specific talents, but Helan blocked all of their questions.
Therefore, Helan always felt that he was gifted.
The villagers also knew that there was something strange going on, and had been quietly helping Helan hide his talent.
"Do you also think that Lu Wazi's talent is the same as yours and has a source?" the village elder said in a low voice.
"Humph, of course!" Helan snorted coldly and said.
When Huang Cun Lao heard what He Lan said, he said without hesitation: "I agree with He Xiao Er. Bai Wu Lin must go. In addition, I will tell the other village elders to give half of the previous green millet stock to Lu Wazi."
After he finished speaking, Huang Cun Lao turned his head and said to Uncle He San: "Old Third, your Xiaoer never makes groundless guesses. When she speaks, she is almost 70% sure. She is so firm this time, so I think she is right. Your family is lucky."
"Although Yunniang looked silly and stupid before, and she was determined to marry someone from another village, now it seems that she might be the one with the sharpest eyes in your family!"
Yunniang is the name of Ye Lu's mother, He Yunniang. When she married someone from another village, she caused quite a stir in He Village.
"So you agree to it? Don't you need to go back and talk to them?" Uncle He San ignored the envious words of his old friend and asked directly about the key point.
Old Huang shook his head and said, "Don't ask. What's the point of asking? The result will be the same if you ask. Your He Xiaoer is too accurate. It's a talent that can detect it. Even if it's wrong, we will admit it and give it to the younger generation to practice."
"Tonight, the guard team will organize people to go into the White Mist Forest and take everything they should." Old Huang turned his head to look at the stone magician beside him, nodded and said, "Stone magician, you are the strongest and know a lot. We still have to ask you to go this time and protect these kids from the guard team. All the rewards will be in accordance with the rules."
"We are all family, it's our duty." The stone magician responded straightforwardly. He was originally responsible for helping He Village resist foreign enemies.
Ye Lu was confused, especially about the talent. Why did it feel like one talent was different from another? What did it mean to have a source? He also knew that Aunt Lan's talent was strangely strong. Did the village think that his talent was the same as Aunt Lan's?
Ye Lu’s mind was in turmoil.
Then when he heard that they were going, he quickly said, "I'm going too!"
"Only I can find the location of the breath." Ye Lu stated his role in advance when Fourth Uncle He was about to speak.
Fourth Uncle He's brows were almost knotted, but what Lu Wazi said was right and he couldn't object at all. In the end, he could only sigh helplessly.
The villagers are always quick to act.
As soon as daybreak came, the team was ready to enter the White Mist Forest.
Helan took the lead this time, and there was also a deputy commander named Bai. This person's talent was in the combat department, and it was a high level. It was mentioned before that Helan, who had medium talents, beat the high-level talents like dogs, and he was one of the high-level talents.
Deputy Commander Bai is very tall and cheerful. He usually likes to play with He Qi, but it is his turn to rest during this period. His combat talent is not as useful as He Si's when he is on the road, so naturally he retreats to the second line and specializes in patrolling.
Ye Lu saw Deputy Commander Bai patrolling with dried meat more than once, with several black dogs following him. Sometimes, there were chubby black puppies who also liked to follow him, and they would chase after him even if he fell three times.
Qian Gouzi and Qian Linzi were also among them. Ye Lu knew that the two boys' talents would be useful in finding fruits. Qian Gouzi looked a little unhappy, while Qian Linzi next to him was patting him on the shoulder and saying something seriously.
There was also Ye Lu holding the bone lamp and Xi Mingren holding the dominoes. The ghost scholar was tactfully persuaded to retreat because of his lack of fighting power.
The next one was a relatively strong guard with an ordinary appearance, nice features, and a bit of handsomeness. When he smiled, his eyes would bend slightly. He was lowering his head to greet Ye Lu.
"Are you Aunt Yun's baby?" the guard asked curiously. He lowered his head and his eyes slanted downward, looking more like puppy eyes.
"Yeah." Ye Lu responded. He knew his mother's name. This guard was also a member of the He family.
"I am the ninth child in the family, and I am the eleventh in our generation." He Qu scratched his head and introduced himself.
Ye Lu is the nineteenth youngest generation in the He family. Since there is no next generation yet, he is estimated to be the youngest. This is another elder brother of his.
"Eleventh Brother!" Ye Lu called out in a very straightforward manner.
He Shiyi, the one being called, felt a little embarrassed and scratched his head. He just wanted to see the baby from his aunt's family. Lu Wazi had been a talkative child since he was a child. He heard that he would be better when he grew up, so he couldn't help but come over. No wonder his parents said that Lu Wazi looked like Aunt Yun. Sure enough, he did.
When Ye Lu saw his movements, he really looked more like a big dog. He thought to himself that he didn't hate this brother at all. After all, who would hate a person who was very big and strong but had no attack power at all?
Helan, who was at the front, said to the back: "Quick, stop reminiscing about the past, hurry up."
"Lu Wawazi and Axi Wawazi are following behind, Qian Gouzi is in the middle, Qian Linzi, why don't you go home? Your brother is already grown up and doesn't need your comfort. Don't try to fish in troubled waters and follow them, or I will call you mom." Helan also pointed out Qian Linzi who was in the middle.
Qian Linzi put down his hand expressionlessly, pursed his lips calmly, and left.
"Old Bai, cover the rear. Little Eleven, watch over your brother and A Xiwawa from the side. The key is Lu Wazi. A Xiwawa is a super combat type. He needs to face some weird things alone." Helan ordered loudly.
"I know!" everyone responded.
Upon hearing this, Deputy Commander Bai also responded with a "", and took the initiative to cover the rear. In front was the stone magician, He Shiyi was guarding Ye Lu, and on the other side were the Ximing people. In front of them was Qian Gouzi, and at the front was Helan. The group of people slowly entered the White Mist Forest under the nervous gaze of the people in He Village.
As soon as you enter the forest.
Fog, and still fog.
The deep and light white seemed to be entangled in front of me, and I couldn't see the surrounding scenery clearly.
From the moment Helan entered the forest, she slightly lowered her eyes and moved forward slowly and silently. Behind her, the guards also restrained their breath. They all wrapped their bodies with strange power, forming a thin film that just resisted the white mist that was coming over.
Although the stone mage is old, his movements are still light and the magical power he uses to wrap himself is much stronger than that of others.
The actions of the playboys were similar to those of the guards, just as silent.
Ye Lu was watching from behind and realized that he didn't want to attract the attention of the monster. He also imitated the actions of the other guards, bending his knees slightly, hunching his shoulders, and using his thighs to reduce the points of force on the ground as much as possible. At the same time, he used his consciousness to mobilize the monster's power and wrap himself up.
As soon as the strange force isolated the white mist, the uncomfortable sticky feeling disappeared instantly.
The entire team moved forward silently.
The forest was tall, lush, and incredibly green, yet very quiet. There were some small bushes under the trees, which did not look like a jungle in a drought at all. This alone was abnormal enough.
"These are the clothes of the refugees." The team walked over and saw the fallen pieces of clothes on the ground. There seemed to be traces of being dragged by something. Helan recognized them as soon as he looked down.
"Keep moving forward, it should be not far away." Helan looked around and whispered.
Ye Lu was also a little tired at this time, but he had no background, so he knew that he had to persevere. The guard team had its own rules.
Qian Gouzi in front had beads of sweat dripping from his forehead, but he gritted his teeth and said nothing.
Qian Gouzi was also tired. This team had either high talents or strong strength. Each member was very tough. He had to try his best to keep up with the pace.
In addition, he must also use his talent.
"Leader, over there!" Qian Gouzi noticed that the white fog was particularly thick and immediately whispered.
Hearing the sound, Helan turned around and saw a vacant space as expected. The team entered the vacant space silently and saw the scene in front of them.
It was an extremely tall tree.
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