Chapter 135 Silver Spirit Grass
Shen He's breath hitched as he followed his gaze.
Nothing.
There were only a few drooping vines and dead leaves scattered on the ground.
Ah Sheng slowly squatted down, picked up a dry branch from the ground, and gently pushed it between the two trees in front.
A thread as thin as an ox hair, almost invisible in the dim light, was stirred by the branch.
“Swoosh—swoosh!”
In a flash!
Several sounds of breaking through the air suddenly rang out!
More than a dozen poisoned short crossbows shot out from the cracks in the stone walls on both sides and slammed into the ground and tree trunks in front of them!
The arrowhead of the crossbow glowed faintly blue under the purple light, obviously filled with a deadly poison.
If they had just walked over like this...
A drop of cold sweat slid down Chen He's forehead.
Her heart was pounding and her back was cold.
"Tripwire crossbow...what a cruel method." She gritted her teeth, her voice filled with fear.
Ah Sheng stood up and clapped his hands as if he had done something insignificant.
"Follow closely and watch your step."
He left these words behind and took the lead in bypassing the land of death.
Chen He took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and followed closely.
Not long after walking, Ah Sheng stopped again.
This time, he pointed to a seemingly ordinary pile of fallen leaves in front of him.
"A pit."
Just two words again, concise and to the point.
Chen He could almost imagine that under the fallen leaves, there must be a trap covered with sharp bamboo thorns.
Xiao Jingren, in order to keep this secret, he really laid a tight net!
Ah Sheng did not try with the branches again, but led her to climb around a huge rock nearby, cleverly avoiding all suspicious areas.
His calmness and experience gradually calmed Shen He's anxious heart.
Finally, they rounded the last bend.
A dark cave entrance appeared before my eyes.
The rocks around the cave entrance all have a strange purple texture, and the sweet and fishy smell surges out from here.
Found it.
Purple Marrow Mine!
The flames of revenge burned in Chen He's eyes.
She was about to take a step when her wrist was grabbed again.
It's Ah Sheng again.
She turned around in confusion, but saw that he was not looking at her, but pointing to an inconspicuous crevice next to the entrance of the mine.
"What is that?" Shen He looked in the direction he pointed.
In the cracks of the rocks, several strange plants are growing tenaciously.
Their leaves are not green, but a clear, moonlight-like silver-white.
However, the veins on the leaves were a deep purple, as if they had absorbed all the purple air from the cave entrance.
The most peculiar thing was that even though he was at the entrance of the mine, which made him feel chest tightness and shortness of breath, when Shen He's eyes fell on those plants, he actually felt a cool sensation, and even his breathing became smoother.
The aura they exude seems to be faintly resisting the purple marrow energy escaping from the mine.
Chen He searched through all his memories of past and present lives, but still couldn't remember what this thing was.
She looked at the man beside her with a questioning look in her eyes.
Ah Sheng's mask was facing the silver-white plants, and a light that Chen He could not understand flashed across his deep eyes.
He finally spoke, his voice carrying a rare solemnity.
"Silver Spirit Grass."
These words exploded in Shen He's mind like thunder.
In her previous life, in order to collect rare treasures from all over the world for Xiao Jingren, she had read countless ancient books and worked hard to study poisons and medicinal herbs.
This grass...
Ordinary neutralizing substances would never have such a refreshing and compelling scent that seems to be able to cleanse the soul.
Its aura is more like a kind of suppression.
It is absolute restraint.
Chen He raised his eyes, with a sharp glint of inquiry in them, and shot straight at the man beside him.
"You know it?"
Ah Sheng's gaze was still on those silver-white plants, as if he was admiring a rare treasure.
He did not answer immediately, but spoke slowly after a moment.
"This thing is extremely cold and icy."
"They often grow beside extremely yang and intense mineral veins, absorbing the fiery energy of the earth veins and condensing their own Taiyin essence."
His words were neither hurried nor slow, and every word struck Shen He's heart.
"Yin and Yang counteract each other, it's the will of heaven."
boom--!
In Chen He's mind, it was as if a flash of lightning split open all the fog!
Purple marrow ore!
Memories of past lives came flooding back like crazy, the helpless sighs of the imperial doctors, the pain of burning bodies... They all said that the purple marrow ore contained the most violent yang energy in the world, and the miasma it emitted was naturally the most yang and fierce poison!
This silver spirit grass, which contains extremely yin power, is its natural and only nemesis!
In an instant, ecstasy overwhelmed her.
Those eyes that were cold because of hatred suddenly lit up with a burning flame of hope.
"Xue Minglan..."
Her voice was trembling and almost out of tune.
"Xue Minglan is saved!"
This sudden and huge surprise made Shen He's eyes instantly red, and a layer of tears rose up.
She immediately squatted down and took out a small white jade box from her arms, which was used to store precious medicinal materials.
Her movements were cautious and almost pious.
With his fingertips, he gently pushed aside the soil beside the crack in the rock and dug out a Moon Soul Grass complete with its roots.
The silvery-white leaves and purple veins seemed to be flowing with cool moonlight in her palm.
She gently placed it into the jade box, and the moment the lid closed, there was a slight "click" sound.
It seems that the hope of escaping from despair is locked up.
Chen He picked three plants in a row before solemnly putting the jade box away close to his body.
After doing all this, she stood up and turned to look at Ah Sheng, who was still standing there, looking at her silently.
She took a deep breath, suppressed the sob in her throat, and spoke clearly, word by word:
"Thank you."
This time of thanking you was different from any other time before.
With the relief of surviving the disaster and the gratitude from the bottom of my heart.
Ah Sheng's mask looked even more mysterious under the dim purple light.
He looked at her eyes, which were sparkling with excitement, and was silent for a moment.
Something seemed to flash in those bottomless eyes.
Then, he uttered a sentence that was totally out of tune with the warm atmosphere at the moment, his voice still as cold as if to keep people away from him.
"I just don't want to collect your body."
Those cold words, like a basin of snow water poured over his head, instantly calmed Shen He's ecstatic heart.
She raised her head and met those bottomless eyes.
The mask hid his expression, but those eyes...
Shen He caught a fleeting hint of displeasure.
His gaze slowly moved down from her cheeks, which were flushed with excitement, and finally landed on the wound on her arm caused by the bee sting.
Although it had been bandaged, blood still seeped out faintly, appearing particularly glaring on the plain sleeves.
That look was like a knife tempered with ice, so cold that it was frightening.
He seemed angry that she was hurt.
The next second, Ah Sheng withdrew his gaze and never looked at her again.
He turned around.
Without hesitation, he walked towards the dark cave entrance.
That figure was tall and straight, lonely, and carried a determination to never give up until the goal was achieved.
Chen He's heart skipped a beat.
A thought, like lightning, suddenly flashed into her mind.
He didn't come here to chase any poisonous bees.
It wasn't a coincidence that we passed by.
His target, from the very beginning, was this mine!
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