Chapter 678: River Prawns

Today's section is very easy for Zhang Yi and his party, there are no regional monsters, there are no other emergencies, and the biggest thing is that a few carnivores have sprung out of it, but they were all scared away by Mr. Cang's momentum.

When leaving, Zhang Yi didn't forget to ask Mr. Cang why Mr. Cang could feel a very distant place and know that the distance was a place to rest.

Mr. Cang's answer to this is that the induction between demons and demons is relatively strong, so he can know if there are demons living in the distance.

Looking at the darkening sky, Zhang Yi and Scorpion came to a place with a river, intending to rest here for a night.

Because of the severe shortage of food, the scorpion also went to pick some fruits to prepare for dinner.

And when the scorpion took these fruits to the river to wash, he found that the water quality of the river was very good, and there were several fatty river shrimp hiding in it.

Hand in hand, the scorpion simply grabbed these river shrimps, a total of six, each river shrimp is half the size of an adult's palm.

"It's really an ecological treasure land, even the shrimp are so big!" The scorpion looked at the river shrimp and sighed without emotion.

Without too much emotion, the scorpion filled the iron pot with some river water, put the six river shrimp in it, and walked back to the camp.

After arriving at the camp, Zhang Yi had already taken care of the camp, and was pulling the bonfire to make the fire a little more prosperous.

"Look, I've found something good!" The scorpion handed the iron pot containing the river shrimp to Zhang Yi, innocent like a little girl.

"Where did you come from?" Zhang Yi stared at the river shrimp in the pot and asked.

"Caught in the river!" The scorpion grinned and said, "I'm amazing!"

"Awesome!" Zhang Yi couldn't help but praise.

"Here, let me cook them quickly, and treat you!" Zhang Yi took the iron pot with the river shrimp, covered it, and put it on the fire, not forgetting to press a stone on it to prevent the river shrimp from opening the lid and bouncing out.

While cooking shrimp, Zhang Yi and Scorpion chatted while eating fruit, while Mr. Cang was holding a chestnut and gnawing frantically.

Although Shennongjia is an ecological treasure land, the fruit produced is not as sweet and delicious as the fruit grown professionally taken care of outside, and the taste is a little worse.

However, some of the food in this kind of place is good, and it is not delicious or delicious.

Before the fruit had been bitten on two, the iron pot was steaming hot.

"The shrimp are ready!" Zhang Yi put down the slightly astringent fruit in his hand and opened the lid of the iron pot, only to see that the river shrimp inside had turned red.

Zhang Yi endured the heat on the river shrimp, and finally peeled one in a hurry.

"Give!" After Zhang Yi handed the peeled river shrimp to the scorpion, he hurriedly peeled it again.

Soon Zhang Yi peeled all six river shrimps, three for each person. This river shrimp is much more delicious than the fruit, not to mention its size, just the pure natural pollution-free one, which makes this shrimp meat extraordinarily sweet.

The area around the campfire is peaceful, but there is a murderous motive hidden in the area outside.

Zhang Yi and his party had a lot of dead gray powder on the way, which was the corpse of an animal.

That wisp of ghost energy was on the way to follow Zhang Yi and his party, from ignoring the animals that appeared at the beginning, to actively attacking the animals that appeared later, no matter the size and type, as long as they appeared on or near the road where Zhang Yi and his party were traveling, the ghost qi would attack.

In the back, this ghost aura has changed from the size of a wisp to the size of a strand, and the aura it exudes has become more obscure.

The ghost qi slowly swam around the campfire, not attacking, as if waiting for an opportunity.

Zhang Yi and the scorpion quickly ate up the six river shrimps, and these six river shrimps alone made Zhang Yi and the scorpion a lot fuller, after all, the size was placed there.

After eating the shrimp and nibbling on a few more fruits, it was time to go to bed.

"Mr. Cang, good night!" After Zhang Yi said hello, he got into the sleeping bag and turned his head to sleep.

After a long day's journey, it really consumes a lot of physical strength.

Zhang Yi and the scorpion fell asleep quickly, but Teacher Cang didn't sleep for a long time, because there was a bad feeling that had been surrounding its heart, which always made Teacher Cang a little uncomfortable, but Teacher Cang didn't know how many times he looked around, but he didn't find anything abnormal.

In the past 150 years, Mr. Cang has been able to rely on this ability to detect and avoid many crises with this innate intuition, but today, Mr. Cang is beginning to be unsure of his ability to explore.

"Strange!?" After Mr. Cang's black little eyes turned a few times, the demonic aura on his body emanated slightly, and he once again explored the surroundings.

But this time it's still the same......

"Is it really my delusion!?" Teacher Cang muttered to himself.

Finally, Teacher Cang glanced at Zhang Yi and the scorpion, and his round body moved to the middle of Zhang Yihe's body, shrunk into a rice ball, closed his eyes and rested.

As the minutes passed, because no one added firewood, the bonfire gradually weakened and became smaller, and finally only a pile of charcoal was left spitting there.

At this time, the ghost qi that had been latent for a long time rushed out of the grass and rushed towards the nearby Zhang Yi.

"It's weird!" Teacher Cang opened his eyes suddenly, and his figure rushed towards the bonfire in a flash, and the demonic energy on his body exploded instantly, blowing the bonfire towards the ghostly qi.

The ghost qi was dispersed by the front of the rushing bonfire, and turned into one piece after another in the air, large and small ghost qi.

This not only temporarily stopped the ghost qi, but also woke up Zhang Yi and the scorpion.

Zhang Yi woke up suddenly, opened his eyes suddenly, and just wanted to say something, when he saw the scene above his head where the ghost qi and the coals were burning his sleeping bag, he scolded and quickly crawled out of the sleeping bag.

"What is this!?" The scorpion asked, looking at the cloud that looked like a cloud but was not a cloud.

"It's the ghost we met in the morning!" Teacher Cang's eyes were fixed on the ghost, and his mind quickly recalled the memory of this ghostly energy again.

"How did it get so big?" Zhang Yi asked with a snort.

"I don't know, anyway, this ghost is coming at us!" Teacher Cang said solemnly.

At this time, the sleeping bag that the coals smashed into burned violently, and a human face appeared in the ghostly aura under the firelight, and each piece of ghostly qi had a faceless face on it, and the only thing that was the same was its twisted, crazy, painful, and hideous look.