The forest was quiet, and Jiang Xiaochi was even more fantasizing about where to get something out of this predicament at this time, even if it was a beast.

Jiang Xiaochi turned his head around a few more times, and when he looked down, he found that the grass under his feet had been trampled flat by himself, and he walked out of a path.

Jiang Xiaochi turned around again along the place he had walked through, and found that he was walking in a small circle, and it seemed that he was circling around a few oak trees.

The oak trees are tall and big, and the original common landscape trees have a hint of cold air in the mist.

Jiang Xiaochi was confused, his own space was originally a fairyland, how could it exude a cold air. Intuition told Jiang Xiaochi that the system not only collapsed, but also seemed to be convulsive. What can come out of the forest this time, Jiang Xiaochi has no score in his heart.

At this time, the forest is silent, only the sound of leaves is heard.

Originally, Jiang Xiaochi thought that he was deaf, but the sudden sound of leaves startled Jiang Xiaochi, or directly stimulated it.

Moreover, not only is there a sound, but this time there is also a wind.

Jiang Xiaochi's eyes lit up, and he followed the wind, and he definitely couldn't go around in this forest anymore.

Jiang Xiaochi seemed to be guided, and with his heart crossed, he followed the direction of the wind.

Hengzhi is trapped here, and it will be a big deal to go in the opposite direction after a while. It's better to die of exhaustion than to be trapped in one place forever.

After walking for a while, Jiang Xiaochi obviously felt the feeling of the wind hitting his face weaken.

Jiang Xiaochi secretly screamed badly, as soon as the wind stopped, he must have no sense of direction, and it would definitely be more difficult to go back in the direction just now.

Is it true that you are trapped here for the rest of your life? In that newly familiar world, there was no movement at all.

Jiang Xiaochi thought of Mrs. Zhang and disappeared by herself, and Mrs. Zhang would definitely miss her the most people.

Thinking of Song Lao Erjiang Xiaochi, he also has some regrets, the proper little fresh meat is growing well. However, his personality is too young, and he didn't do anything to recruit his son-in-law in vain, and it is okay to make do with hundreds of years of regret!

Jiang Xiaochi was most concerned about the letter he sent, and there were still a few people suffering there. Jiang Dawu, Tong Xi and Huang Dahe are all people who care about themselves so much, and the hope of the whole village is still pressed on them......

In the end, Jiang Xiaochi actually thought of Tong Nian. A crow's mouth, lying here this time, he is really missing two.

It's okay if you can get out, if you can't get out, you can't let this little go.

Just a flash of thought, Jiang Xiaochi hurriedly "bah" twice. Who can I complain about if I really lack heart and eyes, why do you wander around the forest without lack of heart and eyes?

Jiang Xiaochi was depressed, but by the light of the torch, he saw the red fruits faintly scattered under the trees in front of him.

Jiang Xiaochi rubbed his eyes, for fear that he would look sloppy.

To be sure of what he found, how can Jiang Xiaochi still be depressed at this time, if he doesn't know anything else, this Jiang Xiaochi still knows.

Clusters and clumps, what is not the fruit of ginseng.

Jiang Xiaochi looked at the towering oak trees around him, and muttered in his heart.

It stands to reason that ginseng is the least likely to grow under the oak tree, because the leaves of the oak tree are not rotten, and they will dry up when they fall on the ground, and the wild ginseng seeds will not survive if they fall on the leaves of the oak tree. The year is a little better, and the next year it is covered with leaves. The leaves of the oak tree are too thick, and the small ginseng seedlings can't go up, but for seven or eight years, more than ten years, the ginseng seedlings can be topped when they are strong.

But in this forest, there are almost no other tree species except for the oak tree, and the thick leaves have accumulated on the ground for many years, and it looks like a year.

With this discovery, Jiang Xiaochi reacted, this gust of wind was to lead himself here.

This shows that there are still eyes on him, and there is still hope for him to get out of the woods.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xiaochi hurriedly held back the excitement in his heart, and re-read the things he saw in front of him in his mind, for fear of missing every detail he saw with his eyes.

The forest is spatial, and everything in the space has spirituality......

Jiang Xiaochi excitedly wanted to knock on his elm head, for fear of making a movement and withdrawing his hand.

Jiang Xiaochi took off his coat and wore a close-fitting small vest, no matter whether there was anyone in the space or not, his flat body had nothing to see.

The cotton clothes have been worn for a long time, and they are torn into one by one when they are gently pulled. Jiang Xiaochi tried his best not to make a sound in his movements, and at the same time, he did not forget to observe the movement of the mountain ginseng in front of him.

Legend has it that Yama Ginseng is a child who wears a red belly pocket, and if you want to catch him, you must thread a red rope with a needle and sew it into his belly pocket so that the ginseng will not run.

Of course, Jiang Xiaochi knew that this was just a legend, unless it was a mountain ginseng that had attained Taoism, and the rest of the people who had not attained Taoism would not be able to fly if they were given his wings.

However, ginseng also has a property, if the outside world is stimulated, the stems and leaves of ginseng will quickly wither. In the old days, when ginseng pickers saw a ginseng plant, they couldn't see any traces of ginseng when they came back every few days, so some people said that people would participate in the meeting.

Actually, no, the ginseng is just withered, and it is not easy for the human eye to notice.

Jiang Xiaochi was worried that the ginseng in the space was spiritual, the speed of withering was fast, and the leaves of the oak trees were so thick, and he only dug out one and a half trees, so he would have a lot less chips to go out.

After tearing off the strips of cloth, Jiang Xiaochi carefully tied them to a few nearby ginseng plants.

As Jiang Xiaochi expected, the ginseng was stimulated and quickly withered in the grass.

Jiang Xiaochi's movements were not ambiguous at all, and after a while, he tied up a piece of ginseng in front of him with strips of cloth.

At this time, there seemed to be a reaction between the ginseng, and a few statues that were far away from the location were hinted, and when Jiang Xiaochi went to look for it again, there was no trace at all.

Fortunately, it was enough, thinking of this, Jiang Xiaochi was not ambiguous at all, and lowered his head and began to dig mountain ginseng. The machete in his hand was flexible, and Jiang Xiaochi tried not to break the ginseng whiskers.

It's okay to go out today, and if you can't say anything, you have to pull this piece to accompany the funeral.

After digging five or six trees, Jiang Xiaochi felt that it was not enough, so he dug five or six more trees before stopping.

Mountain ginseng varies in size, but it seems that some have more than ten years and some have a hundred years.

They are all Taoist friends, Jiang Xiaochi sighed helplessly.

Originally, mountain ginseng is a spiritual thing, and the mountain ginseng in the world is still like this, not to mention the things in the space. It's a pity that he didn't have it on a whim, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to disturb the cultivation of this mountain ginseng.

Even if he can't get out of the forest this time, Jiang Xiaochi feels that it is enough to come in once, and the funeral goods are precious, how can a group of Taoist friends not be worth it!

Sadness is sadness, but whether you can go out is still serious.

At this time, I saw Jiang Xiaochi holding the mountain ginseng in front of his chest, and shouted loudly to Lin Zi: "Old ginseng, you listen to me, if you don't take me out today, I will dig up your grandchildren and grandchildren in a while!" ”

Mountain ginseng is a thing that holds together, since there are these small mountain ginseng, the ancestors must be next to protect it, which is the commonality of mountain ginseng.

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