As a ginseng hunter, there may not be anything more embarrassing than letting ginseng slip away right now, but fortunately, there is no one else around here, and no one knows Qin Cang, otherwise he would really have to find a crack in the ground to get into. Of course, Qin Cang did not leave because www.biquge.info of this, because there is ginseng in this place, if it is not caught, it will bring a lot of blow to Qin Cang's ginseng hunting road, and the road of Kong'an will become more difficult to walk, so no matter what, Qin Cang must catch that naughty and active ginseng. It's just that he needs to think about it calmly and see if he has overlooked something. Time slipped away quietly at this time, and when Qin Cang walked out of the tent, the sky had gradually darkened again. This is another wall to Qin Cang's already erratic heart. You know, this jungle is not big, but you have been staying for several days, and if you go down at this speed, it will be far away when you reach Changbai Mountain. How did everyone else catch ginseng?

Qin Cang tried to find the memories that could help from his past experiences, but obviously this was fruitless, all his knowledge of ginseng hunting came from his father Qin Yulin, and his father only told him about the taboos that he needed to pay attention to and the red line of ginseng hunting, but he didn't say what to do if the ginseng kept running away.

It was another annoying night, not only was the temperature in the jungle very low, but even the sounds of the animals at night were deeply annoying. Qin Cang, who had eaten dinner in a hurry, lit a fire outside the tent, until now he was still thinking about what to do, he couldn't keep consuming ginseng like this, if he didn't want to solve the problem, I'm afraid that even if he reached Changbai, even if the blood ginseng was standing in front of him, he wouldn't have the ability to catch it. At this time, the sound of the wood beating from last night came from the pitch black surroundings again, Qin Cang quickly stood up, he knew that this was coming from the top of that small hill again. During the day, he had already checked, and there was only a clear coffin on the top of the mountain, and this sound should have come from the coffin, what was happening on the hill at this moment? Perhaps, this is what the ghost wants to help itself. At this time, Qin Cang made up his mind to find out, if it was a ghost, then he would be able to sense the spirit in advance when he approached, and he would be able to flee as soon as possible.

Then, Qin Cang took out the headlights used for lighting at night and quickly walked towards the hill. It was still pitch black all around, and the sound of trampling leaves sounded under Qin Cang's feet from time to time. In this case, you can't tell if it's you who stepped on the leaves. However, Qin Cang was not in the mood to pay attention to this, he just wanted to figure out what was going on, after all, his father said that in the deep mountains and old forests, everything has a certain truth, and it is necessary to carefully figure out the meaning, so that a lot of dangers can be avoided. He was much luckier than others, at least he had an inexplicable half-hung psychic ability, as long as he could minimize the threat of ghosts, then the rest would not matter, Qin Cang thought in his heart.

After a while, he came to the foot of the mountain, this time it was different from last night, he had to stare at the darkness and climb up, because if there really were any ill-intentioned people on it, the headlights would startle the snakes, and in this wilderness, even if there was any murder, it was estimated that no one would know. This is also an insurance that Qin Cang bought for himself. He took a few deep breaths, but he set out on the path to the top of the mountain. The muffled thumping sound continued to sound, and the truth was about to come to the surface.

Fortunately, it was dark now, the moonlight itself was very weak, and with the thick trees everywhere, Qin Cang could easily find cover. At this point, he hid behind a large tree and poked his head forward. He finally saw what was happening. By the moonlight, Qin Cang saw that next to the coffin of the Ming Mingzi, there was a person standing, because it was too dark, he couldn't see the person's face clearly, only to see that the person was holding a thick branch in his hand and kept hitting the coffin, it was this sound of wood striking, but what was this person doing? And what is the purpose? Ming Xiaozi's coffin has always been used by people who have died unexpectedly, doesn't he know what danger he will have if he does this? At this time, the man put the wood in his hand aside, took out a slender whip from his bosom, and whipped the coffin again. Just when Qin Cang was puzzled by the scene he saw in front of him, he felt that there were spirits around him, and it was exactly the same as the ghost who asked him during the day, presumably what this person was doing had angered the ghost, and now he was in trouble.

However, things did not develop as Qin Cang expected, and there was an earth-shattering noise in the coffin, which finally interrupted the actions of the evil man, as if it was just a signal. When the man lay on the coffin and said something to himself, Qin Cang knew what was going on.

"Sure enough, tell me the lottery numbers tomorrow.......

Qin Cang never thought that this person would come to such a terrifying place in the middle of the night and do such a vicious thing, just hoping that the ghost would come forward to tell him the lottery numbers, is this possible? However, it can at least be concluded that this man has only come for money, and has no malice, and it can be heard from his trembling words that he is also very afraid. Last night, he must have come to perform a series of beatings on the coffin, hoping to wake up the sleeping souls. So, that's what the ghost wants to ask of himself. After figuring this out, Qin Cang slowly walked out.

The man was concentrating on the coffin and listening to the sound, but he didn't expect someone to appear on the side, which made him scream in fright.

"What the hell... Help me... Leave me alone, I won't dare anymore."

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, I'm a human, not a ghost, you don't have to be afraid".

Even though Qin Cang said this, the man looked at Qin Cang, who was getting closer a little bit, and still retreated in fear, and after a long time, he finally believed that Qin Cang was not a ghost. After everything was clear, Qin Cang took a good look at the thin man, and then asked.

"Who are you? What are you going to do here in the middle of the night? Don't you know that disturbing the deceased is detrimental to yin virtue"?

"My name is bold, the reason why I came here is because only here is there a coffin placed on the bright side, others told me, this is called Tanfeng, it is very useful, because I need money very much, so even if it is detrimental to Yin Virtue, I have to give it a try."

Bold, this name is really strange, but I think that this person's courage is indeed much greater than ordinary people, otherwise, I just walked over from the side so suddenly, if I had changed to someone else, I am afraid that I would have been scared to death by this time.