"Let's just sprinkle all these things, just sprinkle them!" Xue Congliang drove his motorcycle and said to the people behind.

Behind Xue Congliang, more than a dozen motorcycles roared together.

The people in the car, all carrying water spray water, were ice melt water collected from Fulong Mountain, and they were disinfecting the village after being polluted by gold water.

This water is not ordinary water, but the water that Xue Congliang has treated with the Exorcism Needle.

Behind the Fulong Mountain, in the area polluted by gold water, the danger is still not removed.

From the bottom of the mountain, looking up the mountain, a golden river, washed down, the color is golden, but the current has solidified. Wherever the golden water went, the soil became golden, the grass and trees golden, and the houses and cattle became golden.

A lot of people have moved here because they can't live anymore.

Xue Congliang thought that since the Evil Spirits Needle could expel the poisonous gas of the human body, it would definitely be able to expel the poisonous gas.

After research, it has been found that the ice and snow melt water on Fulong Mountain can soften the toxins left by these gold waters, so as to soften the soil and relieve the effect of gold poisoning.

Coupled with the treatment of the Exorcism Needle, it can completely eliminate the remaining toxins, restore the soil here, and restore people's normal life.

Therefore, Xue Congliang brought back a large bucket of snow melt water from the mountain, and then used the evil spirit needle to light the water like tofu.

After the ignition of the water, the water becomes extremely clear, and the impurities sink one after another, resulting in a polarization phenomenon.

It looked like elixir and jade juice, and Xue Congliang even wanted to take two sips.

However, at present, the side effects of this water are unknown, and further tests are yet to be carried out.

At present, the most important thing is to completely clean up the polluted area behind Fulong Mountain.

In fact, in the final analysis, this is the scourge caused by Xue Congliang, if it weren't for him digging indiscriminately in the mountains, if it wasn't for him drawing out the golden water from the sarcophagus, it wouldn't have caused such a big loss.

A rough count shows that eleven people died, thirty-three cattle, and hundreds of chickens and ducks were killed in the places where the gold water washed.

The death of these eleven people was due to the fact that they did not receive timely treatment. If you deal with it a little bit, you might still have a chance to get a life.

Hey, this is Xue Congliang's only regret, because he has affected the villagers.

Xue Congliang melted the snow and sprinkled it on the polluted ground, and then, I saw that wherever the clear water went, those golden colors, like snow, slowly melted, and then turned into water, moistened the soil, and melted into the soil.

This is in line with the principle of the mutual transformation of the five elements.

With the joint efforts of the people, the large-scale pollution here was finally brought under control, and everything was restored to its original appearance. The people rejoiced.

And strangely, in the mountains, there is a part of the grass that, after being watered by this water, quickly regains its vitality.

They grow on stone walls, and on ordinary soil, there is no growth of this grass.

This grass, which looks very strange, looks like a small ginseng, about ten centimeters tall, and looks a little thin. The roots are forked and grasped in the cracks of the stones, and then on top are the fat roots like small ginseng, and at the top of the roots, there is a small branch like a beard, and only two pairs of leaves grow on the branch.

As soon as the breeze blows, the leaves will crumble.

"Does anyone know what this thing is?" Xue Congliang asked the people around him.

"I don't know what to do, it just looks like a weed, and this kind of grass has never grown on the mountain." A middle-aged man said.

Yes, this is also what Xue Congliang wonders, he often goes to the mountains to pick herbs, and reads countless grasses, but he has never seen this kind of grass.

However, judging from the environment in which it grows, this grass must be a rare grass. On this big stone, a pair of grasses grow, and the distance between them is very close, as if after a few days of growth, the roots can be fused together.

In terms of appearance, one grass is fat, and the other grass is somewhat robust.

If it is divided according to gender, Xue Congliang feels that the fat grass is the mother grass, and the strong grass should be the male grass. After growing for a period of time, the roots are connected, and then they begin to flower and bear fruit, completing the purpose of reproduction.

Xue Congliang thought of this and laughed unconsciously.

He has always liked to distinguish some herbs by gender, just as he likes to look at people by gender, beautiful women can always occupy an important position in his mind, of course, this mother grass also occupies an important place in his heart, he fell in love with this mother grass.

Ha Luha, Xue Congliang laughed unconsciously.

When he was laughing, Xue Congliang suddenly saw that the bird had been flying over, and then began to peck at the rhizome of this mother grass.

"Bang Bang Bang", its fat rhizome, was quickly pecked out of a white wound.

"Go-" Xue Congliang was startled, shouted, and drove the bird away.

The birds flew into the air and headed towards the mountains.

Wounded mothergrass was left behind. From the wound, Xue Congliang saw that white juice flowed out of the roots, like milk, and at the same time, accompanied by a burst of fragrance.

Could it be that this is what this grass tastes like?

Xue Congliang wanted to lean on his stomach and smell it, but soon, the wound that was pecked by the bird just now healed as if he had closed a door.

This is what Xue Congliang saw with his own eyes, it was like that, and it healed quickly.

Unexpectedly, this thing still has such a strong self-healing ability, which made Xue Congliang very surprised.

Just as Xue Congliang was thinking about this problem, the bird flew over again, and it saw Xue Congliang standing next to the grass, hovering in mid-air for a while, before landing, pecking at the rhizome, and flying back to the mountain.

What is this bird doing?

A question jumped out of Xue Congliang's mind.

From a distance, he saw that the bird had landed on a tree halfway up the mountain. Then, vanished.

Xue Congliang saw that place and silently remembered it in his heart. He wanted to go up and find out.

Under the guidance of this bird, Xue Congliang walked up the mountain along the rugged mountain road.

Since the bird had come down to peck at the rhizome many times, they must have known what the rhizome was for, and if they could see what they were doing, they might be able to solve the mystery.

This is Xue Congliang's research problem to the method, breaking the sand pot to ask the end, only by seeing it with his own eyes, he will believe his own judgment.

Sure enough, after twenty minutes of trekking, Xue Congliang came to the bottom of the big tree halfway up the mountainside.

Chirping, there seem to be a lot of birds here, more like they are in a meeting.

It has also been polluted with gold water, and although it has not been disinfected, it seems to have returned to normal vegetation.

Xue Congliang was very surprised.

In order to prevent the birds from being scared away by himself, he hid behind a rock, exposing only one head, and carefully observed the birds.

The bird that flew down the hill with a white object in its beak and landed in a small depression.

Only then did Xue Congliang notice that there were many bird carcasses piled up in the small pit.

They were stacked a little messily on top of each other, as if they had been dead for a while. Xue Congliang's heart was soft, and when he saw such a scene, his eyes couldn't help but be a little wet.

These birds, around this little pit, are chirping. Although it is said that the bird's call is tactful, you can still hear the sadness in it.

The birds that flew from the bottom of the mountain brought a magical scene.

The birds, stuffing the white flesh into the mouths of some dead birds, fed them as if mouth-to-mouth. Of course, they won't eat it.

But it was this pulp in its mouth, and ten minutes later, a dead bird began to move on the ground, first with its paws, then with its wings, and then with its whole body moving.

Damn, no.

Xue Congliang was dumbfounded, he didn't expect that there was also a miracle doctor among this bird, and he could actually revive the dead bird?

Xue Congliang rubbed his eyes, he didn't believe it a little, but when he saw a few more birds, he began to move again, Xue Congliang believed it, this is the magic place......