Ye Feng could be sure that this small branch was the little wood spirit. It was completely different from other branches. It was lush and green, and as crystal clear as a piece of jade.
Long, spider-like green whiskers extended from its body, slowly wriggling in the air.
Ye Feng curiously stretched out his hand gently, and the long, green hair-like whiskers on the branch were tightly entwined with Ye Feng's fingers.
Seeing the strange long whiskers growing on the branches, Ye Feng wanted to retract his fingers, but thinking of how Mu Ling helped him get rid of the skinny old man from the Tianquan Sect, he boldly let the green strand wrap around his fingers.
A feeling of joy and vitality slowly rises from the heart.
As expected of a vibrant wood spirit, just a simple touch can make people feel energetic and full of life.
That branch was full of spirituality. Sensing the spiritual energy coming from the Medicine King Ring, it quickly turned into thousands of soft threads, like a small green snake, tightly entangled with the Medicine King Ring on Ye Feng's finger.
Knowing that it had no ill intentions and just wanted to absorb the alluring spiritual energy from the Medicine King Ring, Ye Feng did not dodge and let it entangle with the Medicine King Ring.
The Medicine King Ring is a spiritual weapon jointly created by Qibo and Huangdi. It is full of spiritual energy. Wood spirits like this kind of pure and spiritual magical object the most and naturally develop a sense of intimacy with it.
Ye Feng felt that the wood spirit was like a naughty child, entwining back and forth on his fingers and the Medicine King Ring.
Ye Feng was thinking that Mu Ling was very interesting, but then he heard the ugly old man's complaining voice in his mind.
"What the hell, stop bothering me and get out of here."
"whee… "
"What are you laughing at? I'll come out and tear you into pieces. Get out of the way now."
"whee… "
The wood spirit paid no attention to the ugly old man's curses and just had a good time, tightly wrapping around the Medicine King Ring.
Ye Feng felt that Mu Ling was like an innocent child, a piece of unpolished jade. If he fell into the hands of evil people, he would be used by them to help them do evil.
It is better to collect this small wood spirit. On the one hand, it can provide abundant spiritual energy. With it, your own jade field, the flowers and plants planted will be more lush and vibrant than before.
Secondly, there are a lot of spirit stones in his Medicine King Ring, and he will soon mine all the spirit stones in an entire vein of mine into it, so that there will be enough spiritual energy to nourish the little wood spirit and allow it to thrive.
Ye Feng bit his index finger, and a drop of blood dripped onto the branch of the little wood spirit. He silently recited the mantra in the Beast Taming Order, using his own true blood to make a contract.
Surprisingly, after the incantation was finished, no light was emitted from the Beast Taming Order, there was no reaction, and the little wooden spirit did not change at all.
The old man's mocking voice came from my mind: "This piece of wood is not a ferocious beast. Your beast taming order cannot subdue it. You are so stupid. Do you think that anything can be subdued with the beast taming order?"
Ye Feng originally wanted to use the Beast Taming Technique to put the little wooden spirit into the Beast Taming Order, but this kind of spiritual creature is different from a ferocious beast. The Beast Taming Order uses the technique of the party's true blood, so it is ineffective against the little wooden spirit.
Since it was impossible to conclude a slave agreement with him, Ye Feng sent a thought: "Little Mu Ling, are you willing to be my friend?"
The green segments around the little wood spirit stretched and curled up, as if cheering and dancing, and a cheerful laughter was heard.
"Okay, I do. I have human friends now, haha."
"Then you will follow me from now on."
"I want to play with the ugly old man."
The ugly old man in the Medicine King Ring made a gruff voice: "You wooden creature, get out of the way and don't bother me."
But the little wooden spirit still clung tightly to the Medicine King Ring, greedily absorbing the abundant spiritual energy emanating from the Ring. The thousands of soft threads no longer stretched or contracted, and there was no movement.
Ye Feng felt that the little wood spirit had fallen asleep. It seemed that even a high-level spiritual creature, like all animals, would sleep and rest after eating and drinking to recuperate.
The Medicine King Ring is simple and mottled, and it is intertwined with the green silk. There is no sense of incongruity, but it adds a soft texture.
The little wooden spirit statue turned into a wooden coat of the Medicine King Ring.
Ye Feng sometimes worried that the Medicine King Ring would slip off his finger, but with Little Mu Ling tying it with thousands of soft threads, he no longer had to worry about the Medicine King Ring falling off.
Ye Feng placed a vitality stone on the Medicine King Ring and felt wisps of fresh spiritual energy seeping into the Medicine King Ring and the little wood spirit.
Ye Feng felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart. He was very happy watching them "eating". It felt like he was feeding his own pets.
Ye Feng used his senior brother's phone to call the police: "I found several bodies in the woods in the western suburbs. They looked horrible. Send someone over quickly. It would be bad if they scared the people."
After hanging up the phone, Ye Feng used Qi to control the sword and was heavily wrapped in the light curtain of the flying sword. He turned into a white light and flew towards the Death Valley in the Kunlun Mountains.
In addition to the call to the police, the forest ranger who had just arrived at work also found the bodies of the Tianquan Sect's master and disciples.
Soon, shrill sirens were heard in the Western Suburbs Forest Farm, and Section Chief Zhang led the police to the woods.
Upon learning that these people were the gangsters who shot and killed the former forest ranger, Section Chief Zhang was very excited. He finally found the culprits. What puzzled him was that these people actually killed each other.
And a skinny old man had a throat wound exactly the same as the sniper who died in the previous case. Both died from an extremely sharp weapon.
After careful consideration, Section Chief Zhang concluded that they died in infighting due to uneven distribution of the spoils. These people all had antisocial personalities and could cut off their own thighs with a knife, which was definitely a perverted behavior.
It was not until the evening that Lao Zhou arrived at Death Valley.
The raw stones mined in the valley and the opened vitality stones have piled up into small hills and need to be packed urgently, otherwise it will affect the following mining tasks.
Lu Dayou and the others saw Lao Zhou come back first, but there was no sign of Ye Feng.
"Old Zhou, didn't you go with Ye Feng to buy wooden boxes? Why did you come back alone?"
"Ye Feng asked me to come back first. He may have contacted the transport team."
“How many boxes did you buy?”
"We ordered more than 500 wooden boxes in total, and we'll deliver more than 400 first. The mountains here are high and the roads are dangerous. Without a transport team, it's impossible to transport so many wooden boxes in."
Lu Dayou put down the stone cutter in his hand and asked in confusion, "Transportation team? Sending so many boxes in will cost a lot of money. Doesn't the manufacturer cover the shipping cost?"
Old Sun scolded, "Old Zhou, you have a wide network of contacts here, why did you let Brother Ye contact the transport team by himself? Those guys in the transport team are so ruthless, and they are asking for an exorbitant price."
"They think Brother Ye is a newcomer and will bully him."
Old Zhou looked innocent: "I said I wanted to contact the transport team, but Old Brother Ye Feng wouldn't let me go, saying he could perform a magic trick and the boxes would return."
Old Chen was more careful. He smelled the alcohol on Old Zhou and seemed to understand what was going on. He pointed at Old Zhou and said with a smile, "Old Zhou, did you take Ye Feng out for a drink? You must have gotten him drunk."
(End of this chapter)