1935 Ghost Forest, No Light Dust Can Enter
The Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen looked up, and saw long vines as thick as arms, whooshing through the air and whipping at them from all directions...
Chang Teng came too suddenly, and they had no other choice but to dodge.
"Hurry, lie down." The Ninth Prince immediately hugged Feng Qingchen beside him, fell straight to the ground, and rolled over to avoid the range of the cane.
Snap… Snap…
Those canes were like living things, flying down from a height, like dragons, lashing at them fiercely. If someone avoided them, they would be lashed directly to the ground.
Snap... A deep dent appeared, and a piece of the ground was directly lifted up. It is conceivable how miserable the end would be if you were hit by this vine.
Bang... Several of the 18 riders were slow to react and were unable to dodge, so they were hit by the cane. The blow caused the flesh and blood to splash out, and the blood and flesh were like a drizzle, spraying on the red spider lilies on both sides, making the bright red flowers even more dazzling.
Fortunately, the cane did not hit the vital parts, otherwise, he would not even have time to leave his last words.
This was the first wave, but definitely not the last. Before Feng Qingchen and his companions could catch their breath, another wave of vines fell from the sky, covering every corner. Feng Qingchen and the Ninth Prince and his companions could only roll to the sides of the road to avoid being whipped by the vines.
Pa, pa, pa... The vines kept hitting, and the ground was broken by them. Fortunately, the eighteen riders suffered losses and hid more agilely than before, so no one was hit again. At most, they were swept by the tail of the vines.
The vines came one after another, not giving Feng Qingchen any chance to breathe. Feng Qingchen and his group were in a miserable state, as if they were rolling in a pile of ashes.
Nearly half an hour passed before the vines disappeared, but no one dared to move rashly, let alone relax. They waited for another incense stick to make sure that the vines that fell from the sky did not cause any more trouble before they carefully got up from the ground.
Three people were seriously injured, one on the face, one on the left arm, and one on the back. Others were more or less hit by the strong wind brought by the cane, but fortunately they were not seriously injured, only blood marks on the face, hands, or back, which could be healed with some medicine.
Feng Qingchen was the only one who was intact, not even his clothes were torn. After coming out of the Ninth Prince's arms, Feng Qingchen motioned for everyone to come closer: "There will be no more canes coming. This place is safe for the time being. I will bandage your wounds first."
Feng Qingchen opened the smart medical bag, took out all the necessary medicines and put them away one by one. Everyone once again saw the benefits of the smart medical bag. If they carried those transparent bottles and jars on the ground, even if they were not damaged by the cane, they would be smashed to pieces.
"This is medicine for external injuries. Clean it with medicine first, sprinkle white medicine powder on the wound, and wrap it with white bandage." Feng Qingchen threw the medicine for abrasions to Xuan Shaoqi, and asked him and Shi Baqi to bandage each other's minor external injuries while she treated the three people with the most serious injuries.
They had to enter the cemetery when the sun was at its highest. Feng Qingchen did not dare to waste time and could not give the three people anesthesia. Feng Qingchen cleaned and applied medicine to the three people almost at the same time, and the three injured people cooperated very well. They bit their lips to bleed in pain, but did not say a word, clenched their teeth and waited for Feng Qingchen to bandage them.
Two quarters of an hour later, Feng Qingchen bandaged the wounds of the three people, and they continued on their way. The rest of the journey was peaceful, and under the guidance of the Snow Wolf, they reached the end of the Yellow Springs Road smoothly.
"Ao..." The snow wolf let out a roar, indicating that his merit had been fulfilled.
Everyone then opened their eyes and looked around. The road was still the same, but there were no more frightening twin flowers on either side, nor were there any vines that gave them headaches.
Although they hadn't seen the cemetery yet, after turning a corner, they saw a huge forest.
Seeing the forest, Feng Qingchen felt like he was in a cemetery. Just by turning a corner, the two places were completely different. Wherever they stood, they could be bathed in sunlight, but the forest in front of them was gloomy and dark, and not a single ray of sunlight could penetrate.
One step forward is hell, one step back is the human world. Feng Qingchen couldn't help but slow down his pace...
"Ghost Forest." The Ninth Prince paused and did not move forward. Instead, he looked up at the sky and said, "Rest for an hour and then go in at noon."
The Yang energy is at its strongest at noon. Although the Ninth Prince does not believe in ghosts and gods, when he arrives at the cemetery and sees this gloomy place, he naturally has to be cautious.
It is better to believe it exists than to believe it does not.
No one else had any objections. After being whipped with canes for a while, the group was very tired, especially the three most seriously injured. It would be best if they could rest for an hour at this time.
One hour is enough to do a lot of things. Feng Qingchen took out the bottle of saline from the smart medical kit and gave injections to the three most seriously injured people to prevent their wounds from becoming inflamed.
Knowing the existence of the smart medical kit, Xuan Shaoqi and Shi Baqi could calmly accept any strange things that Feng Qingchen took out of it.
They even accepted the smart medical kit, so what else could they not accept? Anyway, everything Feng Qingchen took out was useful to them, and that was all.
"Fortunately, Qingchen is here, otherwise we wouldn't even be able to make it to the Yellow Springs." Xuan Shaoqi was full of emotion as he ate the food handed to him by Feng Qingchen.
They had carried some dry food and rations on their backs before, but when they encountered the vines, the food had long disappeared. If it weren't for Feng Qingchen's smart medical kit, they would have had no choice but to dig grass and eat dirt.
This damn place feels more and more lifeless the deeper you go. I don’t think you can even find a living thing.
Feng Qingchen smiled and did not respond. After everyone finished their meal, he handed them a few anti-inflammatory pills after a quarter of an hour: "To prevent the wound from getting inflamed."
In addition, Feng Qingchen also rebandaged their wounds to prevent them from being exposed to moisture or negative energy in the Ghost Forest, which would have been detrimental to the healing of their wounds.
The Eighteen Riders and Xuan Shaoqi all knew that Feng Qingchen was doing this for their own good, so they naturally wouldn't refuse. Only the Ninth Prince, looking at the busy Feng Qingchen, showed a trace of heartache in his eyes.
Qingchen always thought that she had no martial arts skills, and that following the others would be a burden, and that she would need everyone to protect her when she encountered danger. Along the way, Qingchen was very careful, fearing that she would bring trouble to others.
But in fact, without Feng Qingchen, it would be a question whether these people could get in alive, and even if they could get in, it would not be for all of them.
If Feng Qingchen hadn't been there for the three people with the most serious injuries, they would definitely have been abandoned, or they would have been persuaded to go back alone to avoid dragging down others.
With Feng Qingchen around, they didn't have to worry about being abandoned because of injuries, let alone dying from a minor injury.
With Qingchen here, their group of people has a stronger cohesion, but Qingchen never seems to notice this, and is only worried about dragging everyone down...