At four o'clock in the morning the next day, Zhao Yang got up and went uphill.

Walking in the ice and snow, Zhao Yang sighed, and the white mist drifted around.

The severe cold and heat are nothing to Zhao Yang now, and on such a cold day, you can easily cope with it by wearing a leather jacket.

The snow made it more difficult to collect herbs, and it was winter, and many herbs had withered.

In order to ensure the supply of medicinal materials for the distillery, the plantation has long been covered with plastic greenhouses, and there are also some medicinal materials used to make medicines such as "Qimeng" and "Jiaoqi", which also have their own place in the plantation.

In winter, if you want to find some medicinal materials temporarily, it is really a troublesome thing, especially if Zhao Yang wants to find any large and complete medicinal materials.

However, although he had already gone up the mountain, Zhao Yang didn't know what medicine he was going to take, so he just walked aimlessly, thinking about how to solve the damn Gu poison as he walked.

Judging from the clues provided by Jin Song yesterday, there should be a Gu worm in Shui Yuerou's body that constantly sucks Shui Yuerou's life essence every day, which is the most fundamental reason for Shui Yuerou's rapid aging.

So, how do you deal with this Gu worm?

The most direct way Zhao Yang could think of was to let Shui Yuerou take a medicine that could kill Gu worms without hurting herself, so that Shui Yuerou's life would be saved.

After saving her life, if Shui Yuerou has a long lifespan, she can live for a few more years.

But that doesn't seem to be the best solution.

Because, now that she is 85 years old, she can only theoretically live a few more years.

However, this is at least much better than hanging up in minutes.

Is there a better way?

Zhao Yang thought as he walked.

Before he knew it, Zhao Yang had been walking for more than an hour.

Suddenly, when he looked up, he found a faint mist floating in front of him, as if there was some anomaly!

Zhao Yang couldn't help but speed up his pace, and soon came to a cliff.

The fog continued to rise from under the cliff, and Zhao Yang stood on the edge of the cliff and looked down, but the bottom was shrouded in a thick white mist, and he couldn't see anything!

The smell of the mist was faint, as if there was a hint of sulfur.

Zhao Yang sniffed carefully, and then took out his mobile phone and called Yang Wei!

It's only half past five now, and Yang Wei had a party last night, entertaining the work group from other places, drinking until twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and going to bed at two o'clock when he got home.

Woken up by Zhao Yang's phone, Yang Wei felt that his head hurt and was about to explode!

"Hey?" Yang Wei asked, enduring a headache.

"Director Yang, I'm sorry to call you so early. Zhao Yang said with a smile.

"Urgent?" "Calling so early is usually a very important thing.

"It's not that I'm in a hurry, I'm just afraid that I'll forget it later, Director Yang, I remember that a while ago I asked you to help me get a map of the Beiqing Mountain Range, did you help me get it?"

"Hey, I got this map for you a long time ago, and I forgot to call you and locked it in the cabinet in my office. Yang Wei said.

"Oh, then there is a hot spring on the mountain behind my Lijia Village, which is about a few miles away?" Zhao Yang looked around and asked again.

"Hot springs?" Yang Wei was stunned for a moment, and then said: "I didn't pay attention! But I really studied this map after I got it, and I didn't find any hot springs around your village!"

"Then what is this?" Zhao Yang muttered to himself.

"What?" Yang Wei asked.

"I'm on the mountain now, and there's a cliff here, and the fog is thick underneath, and the smell of sulfur is so bad that I can't see what's down there. Zhao Yang said.

"I don't know, I've never heard of any hot springs on the mountain over there. Yang Wei said.

"This place is very remote, ordinary people have to walk for two hours on the mountain road, usually no one comes, there is not even a footprint on the ground, that is, I can come here to collect medicine. Zhao Yang said.

"I don't know, anyway, my head hurts, you let me sleep again. Yang Wei said.

"Okay, then you can sleep, by the way, when you get to the office in the morning, help me study the map. Zhao Yang instructed.

"Okay, no problem, I'll hang up first. ”

Hung up the phone and glanced at the phone, Yang Weixin said that I was only five o'clock in the grass, is this kid Zhao Yang crazy?

It's also a special hot spring, warm fart!

Then, Yang Wei threw his phone on the bedside table and went back to sleep.

Putting his mobile phone in his pocket, Zhao Yang stood on the cliff and couldn't see what was below.

After thinking about it, he decided to find a way to look down the cliff.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yang walked towards the lower terrain.

Ten minutes later, Zhao Yang returned to the place where he was standing just now, and cursed in his heart!

He couldn't find a place to go down.

In this case, you can only climb with your bare hands.

As soon as he said it, he immediately climbed down the cliff.

When he was a child, Zhao Yang was a demon king of the mixed world, there was no place he didn't dare to go, climb a mountain or something, it was like playing!

Now that he is carrying the third intermediate level of the Dragon Elephant Mixed Yuan Gong, it is not a problem to climb a cliff, if it weren't for the fog at the bottom of the mountain, he could even jump down directly.

The further down you climb, the thicker the fog becomes, and by two-thirds of the way down, it's almost impossible to open your eyes.

The humidity is high in the early mornings, and it is still cloudy, which can make the fog thicker and thicker.

I go, how do I feel that the more I climb down, the hotter it feels?

Zhao Yang's perception ability is much sharper than ordinary people, so he can feel even the slightest temperature change.

The more strange he felt, the more anxious his heart became, and the faster Zhao Yang's movements became, and at this time, when he looked up at the sky, the sky was obscured by the cliff and only a dark gray line remained.

It was a dark cloud in the sky that he could only see.

Hell, there must be no treasure in this place, is it? Could it be that the first treasure I will find in my life will be here?

However, Zhao Yang quickly put aside this boring thought, because he became more and more sure that there was definitely a hot spring below!

Finally went down to the bottom and stepped on his feet, Zhao Yang withdrew his hand from the mountain wall.

Zhao Yang sighed in his heart, this is simply a fairyland in Journey to the West!

At this time, he really wished that there would be a big fan, which would blow away the fog at once, and see what was in the distance.

Can't see the distance clearly, Zhao Yang paid attention to his feet from time to time, and after a few steps, Zhao Yang found a very rare grass in the wet stone crevice.

Blueleaf grass ......

This grass is rare, but it's hard to come in handy.

Zhao Yang picked up the grass casually and threw it into the back basket behind his back.

Continuing to walk forward, the fog in front of him was thicker, and the surroundings were frighteningly quiet, Zhao Yang breathed in the already very strong smell of sulfur, knowing that he was getting closer and closer to the hot spring.

Soon, he noticed that the stones and dirt under his feet were getting wetter, which made him more cautious.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Zhao Yang to look at a small lake in front of him!

(End of chapter)