Talking about Sanqing and Fan Youwei, in order to dispense medicine to the comatose people, they decided to go to Changbai Mountain overnight. The thin man drove him and Fan Youwei to the entrance of the mountain and left in a hurry.

Sanqing and Fan Youwei walked into the mountain and began to look for the missing herbs in the vast forest. The sky gradually fell, and the temperature became lower and lower as the sky darkened. Sanqingdao still felt good, but Fan Youwei had already shrunk up.

"Are you okay?" Seeing Fan Youwei shrinking down, Sanqing said with concern.

"Eat well, rest assured!" Fan Youwei patted his chest and said, he knew that he was also a person with a heavy responsibility now, and he couldn't be weak anymore, a little cold was nothing.

"By the way, you haven't told me what that medicine looks like!" Sanqing nodded, and then asked.

"The black herb, about twenty centimeters long, has only three leaves, and they all grow on the roots of the tree!" Fan Youwei described the herbs he saw in Bao Ye's memory to Sanqing in detail.

Sanqing nodded, and then said: "So we only need to look carefully at the location of the roots of the tree to find out, by the way, is there any explanation of what kind of tree this herb usually grows underneath!

"No, it's said that this herb is inhabited by ghosts and something, so they like to come out at night, and they also like to run around, so it is not stated what area they are. And even if you tell you what area you are in, can you tell the difference between the south, the east, the west, and the north? In this forest!" After listening to Sanqing's words, Fan Youwei made such an answer.

Sanqing thought about it, and finally determined that he really couldn't judge the south, south, west, and northwest, so he shook his head and said, "Then, it seems that tonight is going to find a needle in a haystack!"

"That's not true, it's said that this herb likes water!" Fan Youwei thought about it and replied.

"Water, then let's try to find out if there are any mountain streams or streams in the valley!" Sanqing replied, Fan Youwei nodded, turned on the flashlight given to him by the thin man to light the way ahead, and then the two walked forward slowly, paying attention to the roots of the trees at their feet as they walked.

Sanqing and Fan Youwei walked slowly in the woods, and they didn't know how long they walked but they didn't find the medicinal materials they were looking for, nor did they find the valley or the mountain stream and stream.

"Hey, it looks like I can't find this tonight!" Fan Youwei stopped, sighed and said, looking a little deflated and a little tired.

"Let's look for it again, there are so many lives waiting for us to save, we can't give up so easily!" Sanqing walked to Fan Youwei's side and said in a deep voice.

"Hmm!" Fan Youwei glanced at Sanqing, then nodded, and the two continued to move forward.

Just a few steps out, Sanqing suddenly found two points of green light in the woods, looking like a pair of eyes were staring at Sanqing and Fan Youwei. Sanqing hurriedly shone the light of the flashlight to the position of the two points of green light. Under the light, I found a huge snow-white beast staring at the two of them.

"Three, Sanqing, that's a wolf, wolf!" After seeing the beast, Fan Youwei was startled, and hurriedly asked Sanqing in a whisper.

Sanqing's eyes widened, and after a closer look, he realized that the fierce beast with green eyes and snow-white was actually a wild wolf. It's just that the size of this wild wolf is much larger than that of a normal wild wolf, so Ling Sanqing and Fan Youwei couldn't recognize it at a glance.

"It's a wolf!" Sanqing replied in a low voice, and Zhang Ze mentioned in his mind that the last dog that the Taoist priest took away from their house was recorded in their genealogy, and it was snow-white. At this time, Sanqing always felt that this snow-white wolf had some kind of relationship with the dog.

"I, should we run!" Fan Youwei asked cautiously.

Sanqing shook his head and didn't answer, just then he heard the wild wolf whispering two words at the two of them. Sanqing, who thought it was going to attack him, subconsciously touched his belt, but the wild wolf turned around directly and left slowly.

"Go, go, I'm scared to death!" Seeing the wild wolf turn away, Fan Youwei breathed a sigh of relief.

"Keep up!" Unexpectedly, Sanqing said such a sentence when Fan Youwei was just relaxed, which frightened Fan Youwei's heart and suddenly rose to his throat.

"What, keep up?" said Fan Youwei in surprise.

"Let's go, maybe there will be a harvest!" Sanqing said in a deep voice, and then grabbed Fan Youwei and chased in the direction where the white wolf left.

The white wolf walked very slowly in the woods, and stopped walking, and looked back at Sanqing and Fan Youwei from time to time, as if he was deliberately waiting for Sanqing and them.

After walking for about half an hour, the white wolf suddenly stopped, and Sanqing and Fan Youwei also stopped. The white wolf turned to look at Sanqing, and Sanqing also looked at the white wolf. After staring at each other like this for a minute, Sanqing boldly walked towards the white wolf.

"Sanqing!" Seeing Sanqing walking towards the white wolf, he panicked, thinking that Sanqing was evil, and he couldn't take care of the white wolf, so he hurriedly shouted Sanqing loudly.

"Wait for me where you are!" I'll go over and have a look!" Sanqing replied softly.

"Look, what are you looking at, it's dangerous!" Fan Youwei remembered that cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"I'll make sure something, it's no problem, I'll call you, don't worry!" Sanqing continued to walk towards the white wolf while calming Fan Youwei. Soon, Sanqing walked to the side of the white wolf, and the white wolf stared at Sanqing deadly, and his eyes slowly became docile. In the end, he actually lay on the ground, and put his head on the top of Sanqing's feet, rubbing gently, as if the old dog had seen his master.

"Could it be that this white wolf is really the white dog, and the Taoist priest who took it away is the dust, so that the white wolf can be so affectionate to himself?" Thinking of this, Sanqing slowly squatted down, stretched out a hand and kissed the white wolf's head. The white wolf raised his head, stuck out his tongue and licked Sanqing's hand, then stood up.

The white wolf stood up, turned, and looked ahead. Sanqing also looked in the direction of its gaze, and there was a vast white mist in front of him. He shone his flashlight, but the light was hidden in the fog. Sanqing felt that there must be something in front of him that the white wolf wanted to see, so he reached into his pocket, and there was still the only piece of talisman paper left in his pocket, so he took it out, and then opened his mouth to recite the incantation.

After the rune paper turned into a fireball in Sanqing's hand, Sanqing threw the fireball, and the fireball flew into the fog and floated in midair, and the light of the fireball instantly dispelled the fog.

(End of chapter)