Bai Zhi was taken aback for a moment, and then he was shocked to say nothing. Hey—this person really couldn't relax too much. When he relaxes, his words always make mistakes.
She smirked: "I'm just kidding, what are you doing so seriously?"
joke? She didn't seem to be joking just now.
Hu Feng didn’t ask, and Meng Nan didn’t want to ask. He kept beating in his heart, constantly comforting himself. Although this forest looks gloomy, it must be just an ordinary grove, and there are no big tigers in it. , Never.
Hu Feng led the way, guard Jin guarded the back, and Bai Zhi and Meng Nan were sandwiched between them. This kind of formation, even walking in the deep mountains and old forests, can make people feel at ease and not so scared.
At least Bai Zhi was like this. The second time he entered the mountain, he was obviously not as panicked as when he first came.
Meng Nan followed Bai Zhi, holding the dagger tightly in his hand, his face seemed to be whiter every time he took a step forward.
"Also, haven't arrived yet?" The further he walked in, the hairier his heart became, as if there was a big tiger waiting for him in front of him.
Bai Zhi looked around: "Quickly, it's near here. I saw it last time."
The guard Jin asked: "Everywhere in this forest looks the same. How did you make sure that the place you saw last time is near here?"
Bai Zhi pointed to the weeds on the side of the road. In the eyes of Guardian Jin, they were weeds, but in the eyes of Bai Zhi, they were herbs for clearing away heat and reducing fire. "This is pale silver grass. When I came back, it was only here I have seen it everywhere, and the purple vine leaves were seen after I saw the pale silver grass. I can't go wrong."
Seeing what she said confidently, Meng Nan felt calm, and it seemed that he didn't need to go any further. It seemed that he would not meet a big tiger today.
After walking for dozens of steps, Bai Zhi stopped suddenly, and she excitedly pointed to a big tree on the left front and said, "Look, that's the purple mandarin vine leaves."
The three followed her fingers and saw that a huge ancient tree was surrounded by dense purple vines. The leaves on the vines were triangular, with pink purple and deep purple colors, occasionally visible in the gaps between the leaves. The small purple flowers, although they are not exposed to direct sunlight, still bloom very delicately, showing the strong vitality.
Meng Nan looked at it for a while, but really didn't see anything special: "What kind of herbal medicine is this? What disease is it treating?"
Bai Zhi stepped forward, picked a piece of vine leaf, leaned in front of her nose and smelled it. It really was that smell. The scent was much stronger than she smelled in modern times. If you want to increase the length, the effect will be better, maybe even three. If you don't use it for ten days, the potatoes can bear fruit.
"This is called Ziman vine leaf. It is not used to cure diseases. I want to use it to grow the land. Don't be idle. Help me find the root of this Ziman vine leaf. Just find its root and remove it. By cutting off the roots, we can easily tear these vines from under the tree without hurting the leaves."
The surrounding trees are full of vines, and the four of them split up, staring at a tree, groping for the vines entwined around the trunk, and looking for the roots along the vines.
Each of the four held a vine, and after going round and round, the four gathered again in front of a soil slope. The vines in their hands gathered on a main branch that was as thick as a man's arm.
That very strong main branch has been extended to the back of the soil slope. It seems that the main root of the purple vine leaves is just behind this soil slope.