Chapter 2

It's like this, what can Qingjiu do?!

She had big black and white eyes, and her feet sank again.

The little angel watched as Qing Jiu sank into the dirt.

It helplessly held its forehead, [Xiao Jiu'er, I seem to have cheated you again. 】

Qing Jiu couldn't speak, so he could only use the mind input.

[Anchor-Qingjiu: It's okay, help the memory of the original owner! ] 】

The little angel felt a little guilty in his heart.

After a few seconds, the mechanical sound of the system sounded [memory transmission].

The original owner's name is Little Ginseng, and he gives it to himself, and it is not easy for plants and trees to become fine, and it is the luck of the road.

Because the grass and trees cannot be moved, it is good to grow in the deep mountains, there is no human tracks, but it is not absolutely safe, maybe it enters the mouth of the beast, maybe it has suffered a natural disaster, and it is even more difficult for medicinal materials like ginseng to survive.

If you want to become a spirit and have your own consciousness, it will take at least a thousand years.

And in the past thousand years, there have been many calamities, large and small.

A ginseng plant deep in the mountains can open up the spiritual intelligence, and it is definitely lucky to burst!!

Since opening the spiritual wisdom, the little ginseng is still a ginseng, which will not change in essence, if it falls into the mouth of the beast, there is no way to escape, so the little ginseng can only stay in his own territory and dare not run too far.

The furthest is to patrol down the hill to see if there is any equally lucky little one.

Unfortunately, no, there is only one small ginseng on this mountain that has become the climate.

Since then, the little ginseng has a dream, hoping to plant ginseng on this mountain, so that there will be a few more friends, and it is best to open the spiritual wisdom, and you can accept it as a little brother, and you will become the king of the mountain!!

The little ginseng has never been in contact with humans, but he has seen the old man who went up the mountain to collect medicine and was torn by the wild boar on the mountain next door, in fact, the little ginseng is also very afraid of wild boars, the ugly thing is not good-looking, but also fierce, and smelly.

The little ginseng is weak and cowardly, and really doesn't dare to provoke the wild boar.

Every time a wild boar came, the little ginseng shrank in the dirt and didn't dare to show its head.

The old man who collected medicine was also the first human person the villain had ever seen.

Later, a second human appeared, a thin teenager, his face was blue and purple and he was bullied too much, he crossed the mountain and walked towards the territory of the wild boar, as a simple ginseng doll, the little ginseng did not understand the sinister hearts of people, because he was a human being, and there was no ferocity of a beast on his body, and the little ginseng judged that he was not a threat and was not a villain.

Therefore, Little Ginseng didn't want to watch him die.

On the way to the young man's death, the little ginseng came out of the ground, hugged the young man's calf and shook his head desperately at him, signaling that he couldn't go any further, but the young man really didn't leave, which made the little ginseng breathe a sigh of relief.

In the next second, it was beyond the expectations of the little ginseng.

The young man stared at it ecstatically, ignoring the struggle of the little ginseng, forcibly took it away, and said that he was blessed by God, and it was too late for the little ginseng to cry, and the tears fell down in big drops.

The little ginseng is full of treasures, even tears.

Even the tears are ginseng essence, which is a rare treasure.

The little ginseng was brought home by the teenager, and the teenager kept it in captivity and made it cry every day, and later it learned his name Ling Feng, a side branch of a big family that was not taken seriously, and only was bullied when he went out.

With the little ginseng, Ling Feng embarked on the road of counterattack.

With the help of ginseng tears, Ling Feng's cultivation rose step by step.

Those who bullied him in the past were slapped in the face by him.

It wasn't until later that he was about to advance, and after he advanced, he didn't need ginseng tears, so Ling Feng threw the little ginseng into the alchemy furnace and maximized its value, and this ginseng doll that had only gone through a long time to open the spiritual wisdom died.

Later, this young man named Ling Feng became a powerful party, famous all over the continent, full of confidants, and lived the life that others dreamed of, and then one day when he cultivated enough, he cut through the void and flew up.

Accepting the memory of the little ginseng, the little angel had no choice but to hold his forehead.

[What a simple child, man is more terrible than beasts, okay? 】

[Anchor-Qing Jiu: Ling Feng is definitely the son of luck in this world! ] 】

The little angel said: [Don't doubt it, it must be!!] 】

The villain's ginseng luck is good and opens up the spiritual wisdom, but it is better than the son of luck.

Out of kindness to save someone, it turned out to be a stepping stone and lost himself.

Then the rescued man gnawed it until it was gone.

Tut...... What a poor baby ginseng.

[Anchor-Qing Jiu: The son of luck, the son of Heavenly Dao, it's a pity that I am now a ginseng, otherwise I really want to cultivate hard and suppress him to death. I'm just waiting to see if his Heavenly Father will help him when he falls into the boar's mouth!! 】

Now that he has changed to Qing Jiu, he will definitely not save him.

She was not a good person in the first place, and it was impossible for her to sacrifice herself to save others.

The little angel said, "I'll wait and see! 】

The little ginseng is still kind, and Ling Feng is not mentioned in his wish.

It has only one wish, to plant ginseng on this mountain, and then become the king of the mountain.

This is a ginseng doll with a dream.

Soon at night, Qing Jiu crawled out of the ground again, the cold moonlight shone on his body, Qing Jiu stretched his limbs, lay on the ground and began to absorb the moonlight, as a grass and tree elf, only by absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon can he grow.

Not to mention that if you can beat a wild boar in the future, you will definitely be able to escape much faster.

It is difficult to move the plants and trees, and although the ginseng doll can move, for the sake of safety, it is necessary to increase the speed.

Qingjiu lay lazily on the ground and didn't want to move.

Basking in the moon all night, when the sky was white, Qing Jiu turned over again, lying on the ground to absorb the first wisp of purple gas on the horizon, basking in the moon on the yin side, basking in the sun on the sunny side, this little day is simply not too comfortable.

When the sun crawled out of the sky, slowly rising, and the energy dissipated, Qing Jiu finally got into the soil, and she began to calculate, what time is it? When is Ling Feng coming to deliver food to the wild boar?!

The little angel said: "It's not convenient to communicate now! 】

[Anchor-Qingjiu: Patience, the next task will be fine! ] 】

After absorbing a lot of sun and moon essences, Qing Jiu began to feel sleepy.

The ginseng doll has no hair, but it has leaves, and it is impossible for the leaves to hide in the dirt, so for the sake of safety, Qingjiu burrowed into the thorn bush, where there is a large clump of thorns, and even wild boars avoid walking.

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