After escaping from the snake's mouth, the young disciple was still in shock. His legs went limp with fear and he had to hold on to a tree trunk to stand up.
Pei Jing was very happy to see Chu Junyu. He waved at him and when he came over, he asked, "Where have you been? I've been looking for you for a long time."
Chu Junyu said: "Something happened."
Pei Jing continued to ask: "What's the matter?"
Chu Junyu didn't answer, his eyes fell on the pale-faced little disciple.
His pupils are very light, and there is always a hint of coldness when he looks at people.
The young disciple's scalp tingled when he looked at him, and he cried out miserably, "Chu Chu, brother."
Chu Junyu stretched out his hand to him and said coldly, "Give it to me."
The young disciple was confused: "What, what are you getting?"
"What you took around this snake."
The young disciple was so trembling under his gaze that he did not dare to hide anything. He took out a palm-sized Ganoderma lucidum from his sleeve and placed it in his hand tremblingly, saying, "This is it. When I went to pick it, the snake was not around at all. It only caught up with me after I had walked for a while."
Pei Jing was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and said, "Brother, this is just robbery. If you want, we can pick it ourselves." Anyway, he had already found someone to run errands for free.
Chu Junyu ignored him.
Pei Jing came forward and after seeing the Ganoderma lucidum clearly, his smile froze.
The Ganoderma lucidum lying in Chu Junyu's palm looked like an evil thing. It was purple-red in color, and against his pale skin, it looked even more red. The lines on the Ganoderma lucidum were black, seeping into his skin, like a black gas running rampant through flesh and blood.
Pei Jing asked the young disciple: "How dare you pick this?"
The young disciple was even more confused than him: "Why can't we pick this? Don't all Ganoderma look like this?"
Pei Jing: “… OK.” As long as you are happy.
They were chased by the snake for a long time, but they couldn't get out of the Yunlan Mountains and were still in the middle area.
The sky was getting darker and darker, and it would be night soon. The thick fog made it difficult to find the way, so the young disciple went to explore the way alone, but he turned around and stumbled back.
He felt hopeless and put down the compass: "It's getting dark. If we can't get back today, our senior brother will definitely scold us." He just looked at the other two people with resentment. He found out even more sadly that he seemed to be the only one who was worried about this matter.
Chu Junyu thought the ground was dirty, so he sat on a tree branch, holding a black book in his hand and writing something on the book with a cold expression.
Zhang Yiming went even further, he was actually roasting Ganoderma lucidum!
The young disciple walked over and asked: "What are you doing?!"
Pei Jing had just piled up some dead branches to make a fire, and he said as a matter of course, "I'm hungry, let's prepare dinner."
The young disciple was incredulous: "This is our mission, are you just going to eat it?"
Pei Jing: "People are almost starving to death, who would still care about the mission?"
The young disciple was furious, "Have you asked Brother Chu for his opinion?"
Pei Jing smiled, holding a bunch of Ganoderma branches in his hand, and shook it in the direction of Chu Junyu, shouting: "Chu Junyu, do you want to eat it?"
Chu Junyu didn't even move his eyes, and said calmly: "No."
Pei Jing spread his hands: "Then I'll eat it myself." He turned around and said to the stunned little disciple: "See, he has no objection."
“… … .”
The young disciple collapsed and rushed forward to snatch the stick from Pei Jing's hand.
Pei Jing almost fell backwards after being pounced on by him. "What are you doing!"
The young disciple gritted his teeth: "Give me back the Lingzhi!"
As he said this, he grabbed Pei Jing's sleeve and wanted to fight with him.
Pei Jing was so annoyed by this kid that he lost his temper.
In the end, it was Chu Junyu who came down from the tree and spoke out to save him.
"Let him bake."
The young disciple grabbed Pei Jing's sleeve and turned back in grief and anger: "No, Brother Chu, it took me a whole day to find such a thing!"
Chu Junyu walked in, his black clothes almost blending into the night.
The firelight was slightly red, and his face became paler and colder. His pupils were as light as glass. He looked at Pei Jing without emotion and said sarcastically, "It doesn't matter. Let's see how long he will roast it."
The young disciple was still very afraid of Chu Junyu. After hesitating for a while, he let go of his hand.
Pei Jing finally pulled his clothes back, thinking that this kid was really violent.
He placed the Ganoderma lucidum on the fire and slowly turned it. He sneered at Chu Junyu's words and said, "With my grilling skills, you will be able to smell the fragrance in half an hour."
So half an hour later.
Nothing.
“… … .”
The flames were blazing, but the purple-red Ganoderma lucidum didn't change at all.
After roasting for a long time, the surface of the Ganoderma lucidum was still cold.
The young disciple gloated: "Where's the incense?"
Pei Jing: “…”
He knew that this Ganoderma was evil, so he wanted to burn it with Dan fire to see if he could find any clues. He didn't expect it to be so strong that even the Dan fire of a Jindan cultivator couldn't hurt it at all.
... ...It has become a spirit.
Pei Jing calmly lied, "Have you ever seen a ripe Ganoderma lucidum smell good? I was just using an analogy, it doesn't have any common sense. I see it's ruddy in color, so it must be ripe inside and can be eaten."
Chu Junyu said: "You eat."
Pei Jing: “… …” What the hell, this thing feels like stone, and one bite of it will break his teeth.
Pei Jing took the Ganoderma off the stick and said, "Who said I want to eat the Ganoderma? It's the flavorful one. I want to eat this stick. It's peeled and shredded before roasting. It's the staple food."
The young disciple laughed out loud without giving any face.
Chu Junyu praised with an ambiguous tone: "Then you are really amazing."
"It's just so-so," Pei Jing broke off a very brittle branch after being quenched with Dan fire and handed it over, trying to change the subject: "Are you hungry? Do you want a bite?"
The moment he handed it over, a gust of wind suddenly blew through the forest.
The wind blew past, and the ghost baby's giggling sound was heard.
The young disciple sat there, and shuddered: "What the hell!"
The wind was howling but it didn't come close to us. It was circling around the fire. The baby's sharp and strange laughter was particularly piercing, and it continued one after another. The moon in the center of the sky was covered with a layer of red, like blood mist. The firelight was also slightly red. There were many shadows in the mist. I could vaguely see a few short red shadows, holding hands, forming a circle, jumping like balls.
Pei Jing could see their appearance clearly. They had no whites in their eyes, their eyes were hollow, their faces were swollen, their skin was blood red and wrinkled. They looked like newborn babies. But now they were all evil spirits with low intelligence. They were harmless. They usually took advantage of people being frightened and distracted to get into their bodies and parasitize.
What made Pei Jing's heart sink was, did so many babies die here
One of the little ghosts hit a tree while jumping. His neck was thin, and his head was broken in the impact. He was swept by the wind and rolled to the feet of the young disciple. Blood was flowing from all seven orifices of his head, emitting a strong stench of decay, and his eyeballs without whites were staring straight upwards.
The young disciple screamed in fear: "Ahhh!" He kicked the baby's head away, ran over and hid behind Pei Jing, covering his ears and shouting in despair: "What are these things!"
Pei Jing calmly added some firewood to the fire: "You are a monk, but you are still afraid of ghosts?"
Young disciple: "If a head suddenly falls in front of you, wouldn't you be scared?"
Pei Jing: "I'm really not afraid."
At this time, the strong wind started to blow again, and at the same time as the ghost babies' laughter was heard, there was also the sound of some women crying. In the moonlight, one could see that behind a circle of red-skinned babies, several women suddenly appeared, with disheveled hair, pale faces, and strange smiles.
The young disciple collapsed again: "Will we die here?"
Pei Jing kindly comforted them: "No, they are probably afraid of fire and don't dare to come over."
The young disciple breathed a sigh of relief and said dejectedly, "That's good. Let's wait until dawn. Senior Brother should come to find us."
Pei Jing looked troubled again: "Is it daybreak? That might be a bit difficult. There is not enough firewood."
The young disciple's eyes widened. He looked down and saw that the firewood was almost burned out. He cried, "What should I do?"
Pei Jing thought it was really fun to tease him, so he pondered for a while and said, "It's better to attack first than to wait here to die. They are just some low-level monsters. We can definitely defeat them. Why don't we send someone to try first? If we can't defeat them, we can think of a way."
"Then... who's going to try?"
Pei Jing said seriously: "You go, the most handsome one goes."
The little disciple shook his head like a rattle, crying and shouting: "No, no, no, it's still you, Brother Zhang!"
My brother has called me.
Pei Jing: "Why?"
The young disciple was driven crazy by him. He didn't dare to talk to Chu Junyu, so he could only close his eyes and brag: "You are the most handsome among the three of us. No, I can't find anyone more handsome than you in the whole Yunxiao. You are good-looking, so go!"
Pei Jing felt refreshed and satisfied. He had just been made a fool of by this little disciple, and now he had finally taken revenge.
He stood up, patted the grass off his body, and said in a particularly rude way: "You always bother us good-looking ones. Can't you ugly ones be a little braver?"
Chu Junyu, who witnessed the whole process, said: "... ..."