Four hundred and twentieth chapters from nowhere (two)
Hu Qing let go of her consciousness. Fortunately, Huo Lingman not only pretended to be dead, but also set traps. At a distance of less than a kilometer, she stepped on the water hidden under the grass.
There are twenty-nine pits, ten rat holes, and countless muddy areas. Basically, wherever the rot goes, it will lead to it.
Angry and funny.
Her body was covered with spiritual energy, and she was as light as a cloud when she ran. Her toes barely touched the blades of grass, so there was no way she could fall in.
The little thing is more petty and narrow-minded, and even more untamable than Hu Zhuzhu.
"Woo."
Hu Huahua was impatient. It was obvious that he was also the one who was tricked. Huo Lingman regarded them all as prank targets.
After being yelled at, Huo Ling became quite honest and stopped looking for those difficult places.
For a long time, I walked around some dead places and arrived at a gray hill five or six meters above the ground. It was like a bald mountain that had been pushed into the ground and only its head was exposed. The area was not large, only a few dozen square meters, barely
Can rest.
She couldn't understand why flights were banned here.
Maybe it’s nature’s way of protecting itself?
Hu Qing put out the stove to make a fire to cook, and a centipede flashed through the hole in the stone. She simply used her finger as a bait to put it in, and when the centipede bit it, she picked it up, held the head and put it in the jade box, and put it in the storage bag.
Then the centipede made no sound.
Small things can be dealt with in this way, but large monsters with high cultivation levels are not so easy.
One centipede was put away, and more centipedes emerged. There were bright red and green spots on the black shell, and the densely packed legs were dark yellow. They are poisonous and can be used as medicine.
Hu Qing took the chopsticks and quickly put them into the storage bag. Every one of them was dead. These centipedes were also low-grade in the first level and had no fighting power. The biggest threat was poison. As long as they didn't touch them, they would be fine.
"Did I pick the centipede's nest?"
There were more and more centipedes, and I was in a hurry. I glanced at the pot while I was busy. The chicken was trembling slightly in the soup. The yellow-legged chicken was so delicious that the big boy agreed to put live chickens in his space. Could these centipedes smell?
It tastes like chicken.
Tsk, why bother to make things difficult for natural enemies?
Centipedes came like water, and Hu Qing jumped a few steps away from the pot. Sure enough, some of the centipedes came towards her, and more rushed towards the cauldron.
Hu Qing was speechless, no longer using chopsticks, he just rolled it up with his spiritual consciousness and put it into the storage bag. Finally, the chicken was cooked and the centipedes were also collected. When he looked at the storage bag, hey, the ten square meters of ground was piled half high.
M. How many centipedes are these? Is there a kingdom of centipedes down here?
Curiosity aroused, a ray of spiritual consciousness penetrated into a hole, followed downward, hiss - Hu Qing immediately withdrew his spiritual consciousness and almost ran away with the pot.
Oh my god, it was so scary. The ground was full of centipedes, and the centipedes were dots of green in the darkness underground. She was caught off guard and felt suffocated. A trypophobia patient would still be dizzy after seeing this.
Fortunately, she was not, so Hu Qing calmly shared a pot of chicken with Hu Huahua, drank not a drop of chicken soup, put away the pots, bowls, and stove, and ran away, feeling like his butt was on fire.
She now felt like she was stepping on some unknown species of poisonous insect with every step she took.
Huo Lingman led the way and stopped for the second time next to a withered tree that was as thick as a three-person hug. As soon as Hu Qing passed by, a shimmering gray wind hit her, and she hurriedly lay down on the ground, burying her head and face.
In the mud, the whistling wind in her ears continued for a long time. When the wind passed, she got up and shook off the thick powder. She looked at the dead tree in front of her. There was a dead tree with three people hugging each other. It was obviously a dying tree.
It was a skinny tree that was no longer as thick as her waist. There was not a single leaf left, only the trunk and stubby branches were left.
Those winds flying away are gray moths that live on this skinny tree.
Hu Qing felt a little itchy on his back, so he burned himself with flames before he felt better. Naturally, the powder dropped by those gray moths was poisonous.
She didn't dare to touch the tree easily. She couldn't say that there was something strange about the tree. When her spiritual consciousness penetrated it, hey, it wasn't simple. It turned out that the reason why the tree survived like that after being buried by poisonous moths was because the tree wasn't easy to mess with either.
Under the consciousness, I saw that the tree was empty inside, and the empty cavity was filled with moth eggs. Those moth eggs were smaller than rice grains, and when they were squeezed together, they thought they were tree marrow, but under the trunk
In the other half, there are many roots growing on the wall of the inner cavity. These roots penetrate deep into the moth eggs, and the hair-like roots on them penetrate the moth eggs. They are obviously extracting nutrients from the moth eggs.
Tsk, magical nature, magical parasitism and plunder.
Hu Qing recognized this tree, called the Moth Banyan Tree. This tree and poisonous moths are parasitic to each other. The poisonous moths use it to lay eggs to reproduce the next generation, and the Moth Banyan Tree uses the moth eggs to support itself. The Moth Banyan Tree has no leaves, only bare branches. etc.
The branches bloom and bear fruit overnight, which is the end of life.
The leaves, flowers, and fruits of the fig have very good detoxification effects. Unfortunately, they only appear for a short period of time, so you need to try your luck when picking them.
Hu Qing looked at the roots of the moth tree and saw that the gray bark had not become lighter. It was impossible for her to stay there until it matured.
The moth banyan tree is poisonous. In addition to its own poison, there is also the poison left by the poisonous moth. Hu Qing did not dare to touch it, so he rested on the hard ground next to it, sucked a few spiritual stones, and then continued on his way.
After she left, those poisonous moths flew back from nowhere and covered the moth tree layer by layer. After a while, it turned into a big tree as thick as three people could hug it.
The Huo Lingman in front flew for a long time, stopped at the water's edge, and turned around.
Hu Qing had a headache: "You are really good at leading the way. It's all water, how can I get there?"
Huo Lingman turned his head, as if saying that I am willing to go to a place full of water as a fire element?
What's wrong with water? Spirit boats also have the function of crossing water, but this water is definitely not ordinary water. Who knows what dangers there are in it.
Hu Qing thought about it, and threw a leftover chicken head in. The chicken head was raw and still had blood. As soon as it entered the water, whoosh, a black shadow quickly passed under the water. It was a fish that looked like a snake.
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A fish that looks like a snake... Hu Qing immediately had a picture in his mind, and his mouth watered.
By the way, after coming to this world and the previous apocalypse, she hasn't eaten eel for a long time...
Hu Huahua: "Mom?"
Hu Qing muttered: "Fuck!"
There was still a thread made from spider silk, so he took it out and tied a chicken bone on one end. Hu Qing thought for a while and stuffed a cold mango seed into the chicken bone. He wrapped one end around his arm several times and held it in his hand.
Silk cloth didn't understand: "Why don't you just use the Hanmangzi to enter the water to catch it? It's more convenient to use your spiritual consciousness."
You can use your spiritual consciousness to conjure many hands to sort out spider webs, why can't your spiritual consciousness turn into hands to catch fish in the water?
Hu Qing:...I'll tell you I didn't expect it?
"You don't understand, this is the fun of fishing."
Silk cloth: Ha.
As soon as the chicken bone entered the water, a black shadow jumped up. He bit the chicken bone and dragged it down. The force was so strong that Hu Qing opened it to the surface of the water. With a flick of his arm, a long black and yellow fish was thrown up.
It was thrashing on the ground, and when it saw it was about to jump back into the water, the two swords were crossed, and its head was stuck on the ground. Its smooth body was violently shaken, cutting several cuts on itself.
