Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Manifestation of Spiritual Ginseng

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Li Qingshan let out a sigh: "It's so enjoyable!"

Huang Yihu's arms trembled, it was the result of the collision with Li Qingshan's hand, he looked Li Qingshan up and down from a distance, his face was full of strangeness: "How the hell do you practice?" This speed of progress is like a monster. (If you like this book, please bookmark biquge.info)

He originally valued Li Qingshan's mind and martial arts, thinking that he had found a piece of jade in the pile of rubble, and he wanted to polish it to see if he was qualified to take over the position of headhunter, but in the end, he found that he still underestimated Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan thought for a while: "I have been drinking ginseng-soaked medicinal wine recently, which is the prescription left by my master. ”

Huang Yihu hesitated: "Can you let me take a look?" Originally, the rules of the rivers and lakes were that he couldn't ask about these things at will, but he really wanted to know what was going on.

Li Qingshan said happily: "No problem!"

Huang Yaohu asked for the prescription, Li Qingshan told the truth, Huang Yaohu nodded: "This prescription is indeed exquisite, but this medicine is too strong, ginseng is also used too much, you can't drink too much, a small cup a day is enough." ”

In addition, it is not much different from ordinary medicinal wine, he also went to Li Qingshan's house and tasted it, and the conclusion is the same. He didn't believe that just drinking ginseng-soaked medicinal wine could make people improve their kung fu so quickly, so wouldn't the people who went to Wangzhuang be peerless masters.

But if you ask again, it is too inappropriate, and you can only hold back your doubts. He didn't think about Li Qingshan's martial arts, because there were no great peerless skills in foreign kung fu.

Of course, Li Qingshan can't sue him, he drinks this kind of medicinal wine in bowls, at least a few big bowls every day, and he has drunk almost everything during this time.

"By the way, what kind of martial arts are I now?"

"Barely enough to be third-rate. Huang Yihu still remembers that a few days ago, he commented that Li Qingshan would never have a problem if he wanted to become a third-rate master, and this came true in a blink of an eye, it was like a dream.

"Is it just a third-rate?" Li Qingshan said greedily.

Huang Yihu glared, he can be called a master when he has practiced martial arts to the third-rate, this guy is not satisfied, doesn't that mean that his martial arts are "just third-rate".

He is also a headhunter who has been a headhunter in Le Ma Zhuang for many years, and he is unwilling to be weakened by this kid: "But I am not good at martial arts, but archery, if you talk about martial arts, the people of Senwangzhuang are also stronger than us, but only we dare to call Le Ma Zhuang, a strong bow and a strong crossbow, even if it is a first-class master, I dare not take it lightly." ”

And another reason is that he is almost terminally ill, but although he is called Sick Tiger, he is the most taboo about a sick word, and he will not use this as a reason anyway.

"Yes, I've been practicing Lianzhu arrows recently, and I can shoot three arrows in a row, but unfortunately the accuracy is still a little worse, please head hunter you give me some advice. Li Qingshan had seen Huang Yihu's archery skills with his own eyes, so he naturally didn't dare to despise it.

You have only been practicing archery for a month, and Huang Yihu only felt that the blows he had received today were a little too much, and waved his hand: "Tomorrow, you go and ask Master Zang for guidance! I will also go home for a reunion dinner." ”

I know in my heart that this kid may really have the qualifications to break into the rivers and lakes, and the headhunter thing is even more Hugh Ti, if he had such a speed of progress, he would definitely not return to Lema Village.

"Yes, it's the Mid-Autumn Festival again!" Li Qingshan looked at the sky and the full moon had just risen, but he had no relatives to reunite, but there was finally a demon and a ghost around him, and he could also have a reunion dinner, so he went to prepare.

The grass prepared for the green cow, the wine and meat prepared for himself, and the incense candle paper money prepared for Xiao An.

Everything was fine, but there was no trace of Xiao An: "Brother Niu, where is Xiao An." ”

"I don't know!"

Li Qingshan muttered: "This little ghost has been playing wild recently, and he won't pester me anymore, it's really a strange thing, let's wait for him!"

The full moon is rising, and there is silence on Bai Lao Peak.

The moon shines brightly from the clouds.

A few people with hats crouched in the dense grass, looking at the cliff at the highest point of Bai Lao Peak, as if waiting for something.

"It took so much effort, so many people died, and the people of Lemazhuang made a mortal enmity, but they didn't even see a single hair of ginseng, and now even the people of Lemazhuang have retreated down the mountain to reunite with their families, and we have to guard, what is the head of the owner thinking. ”

"What do you know, Lingshen is a spiritual thing, and if it is so alarmed, it will naturally hide and not appear, but today is the night of the full moon, Lingshen will appear, adopt Yuehua, the owner of the village has already expected it, as long as you get the Lingginseng, the owner's skill has increased greatly, and he is afraid of what Le Ma Zhuang, when the time comes, he will level the Le Ma Village, rob them of their food finances, and play with their women, so as to take revenge. ”

"Silence, don't spoil the owner's big business!" someone on the side lowered his voice and scolded.

The voices immediately fell silent, and only the dying autumn insects sang in a low voice, and the full moon rose high.

A one-foot-tall little man suddenly came out of the ground, hesitantly walked towards the high cliff where the moonlight was brightest, and looked carefully, which was a villain, but a ginseng, but vaguely in the shape of a human, in the night it looked like a villain, walking lightly, as if floating.

The ginseng pickers in ambush in the grass suddenly held their breath and didn't dare to make a sound, such a magical spiritual grass, they had never seen ginseng in their lives.

Lingshen looked left and right, seemed to be sure that there was no one, floated to the highest part of the cliff, settled down, and the silk of moonlight wrapped around its body.

"Do it!" At the sound of an order, the ginseng pickers shot together, and the net fell from the sky and pounced on the spirit ginseng.

The spirit ginseng was immersed in the moonlight, and before it could react, it was caught in the net and lifted off the ground, the net was made of cow tendons, and no matter how hard it struggled, it could not break free.

The four ginseng pickers smiled happily and came closer to take a closer look.

"There are a lot of cliffs on this Bai Lao Peak, and there are people in ambush, this spirit ginseng just bumped into our hands, God really helps me, I can always get some soup to drink when I go back, maybe I can also mix a master." ”

"Maybe if you eat the whole root, you can still be a fairy!"

Several people laughed together, and the smile of one of the ginseng pickers suddenly froze, and a bright sword tip peeked out of his throat, and he struggled to turn back.

The tip of the sword had retracted, and he fell to the ground, only a faint shadow could be seen as he fell.

The other pickers reacted, roared and pulled out their swords, slashing at the black shadow, the blade of which swept across their necks like a snake, and a few blood splashes.

In an instant, the four ginseng pickers died unexpectedly, but they didn't even have time to return a move, which can be seen from the high martial arts of the visitors.

"I didn't expect the rumors to be true, hmph, you mountain and wild village husbands also deserve to enjoy such spiritual objects. A richly dressed young man, chicly withdrew his long sword, and at the same time reached out to grab the spiritual ginseng that fell to the ground, and his heart couldn't help but be excited, as long as he got this thing, he would definitely be able to help him increase his skills.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred, and the spirit ginseng that fell downward suddenly moved horizontally, allowing the man to catch an air.

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