"Have the people in the town told me any other ways to solve the mystery?" Li Qingxian asked.
"Let me think about it... According to what they mean, I have looked for other ways to solve the problem before, but I don't know if it works or not," Gai Fengyou said.
"How are you doing?"
Gai Fengyou looked down at his left hand and said, "It's not bad. It's just that the left wrist has become wooden and there is an extra layer of stone skin on the left leg. The whole thing is very light."
Li Qingxian said: "No matter what, the solution to the mystery must have something to do with the ginseng fruit tree. I have been busy practicing thunder and trickery these days, and I felt that I was not strong enough, so I didn't go. Since they are going to do it soon, I want to go to the ginseng fruit tree
Let’s take a trip and meet General Huang.”
Li Qingxian sent a message to Huang Tiantao, then went out and found Zhou Hen and others.
I was originally looking for Han Anbo, but I didn’t know where he had gone.
A group of people walked up the mountain. After walking a few steps, they heard someone shouting in front of them. When they looked up, they saw that the house was on fire.
Liu Yitian whispered: "Sir, these days are very evil."
Li Qingxian nodded.
After walking for a while, there were sounds of curses and begging coming from the alley ahead. Li Qingxian passed by the entrance of the alley, stopped and looked inside.
I saw four people who were seriously bewitched, surrounding a person who had only a few parts bewitched.
The man was kneeling on the ground, and when he saw Li Qingxian and others from the corner of his eye, he hurriedly shouted: "Sir Ye Wei, help me, Sir Ye Wei, help me!"
The four townspeople turned around and looked, their expressions changed drastically. One of them hurriedly said: "Ye Sizheng, please forgive me, we...we were just joking..."
After saying that, he picked up the man, put his arms around his shoulders, and forced a smile.
Li Qingxian looked at the man, who didn't dare to say a word.
Li Qingxian glanced at the four of them and said, "Go to Night Guard Prison to stay for three days and reflect."
"Thank you, Mr. Ye, thank you, Mr. Ye..." The four of them nodded and bowed in thanks as if they had been granted amnesty.
Li Qingxian turned around and left. After walking a few steps, he heard someone yelling: "Mr. Fu is just a bastard. He doesn't do anything all day long and only knows how to talk. If talking is useful, why do you need chicken feathers to use it? Stinky fish.
Rotten shrimp..."
Everyone walked along the chaotic mountainous area down to the foot of the mountain.
Tomb General Huang Tiantao, Tomb Colonel Wu Jun and others stood at the door.
Everyone exchanged greetings, chatted and walked towards the ginseng fruit tree.
"A certain family has been to the ginseng fruit tree many times, and even almost entered the ancient well. Unfortunately, no clues can be found..."
Huang Tiantao suddenly stopped, and everyone also stopped and looked ahead together.
I saw a ninth-level martial arts cultivator who looked like a servant running away desperately, but a seventh-level martial artist caught up behind him and punched him in the back of the heart.
The ninth-grade servant vomited blood and fell to the ground. His baggage fell to the ground, and the gold and silver were scattered.
His eyes were red and he shouted: "You are going to die anyway, why not live happily for a few days first, you beasts, beasts..."
The seventh-grade servant stepped down with his foot, and with a pop, the ninth-grade servant's head was like a watermelon trampled by an elephant, split into pieces and splashing bright red.
Li Qingxian saw a faint light that was invisible to the naked eye flying to the top of the mountain.
The seventh-level martial arts cultivator raised his fists at everyone and said expressionlessly: "Everyone is laughing at the theft by outsiders. The mayor has issued a notice that those who commit crimes in Shangshan Mountain will be punished on the spot."
Everyone nodded slightly and continued to move forward.
The seventh-level martial artist picked up the gold, silver and jade objects on the ground, stuffed half of them into his clothes, and put the other half back into the bag. He grabbed the deceased's wrist and dragged the body away.
Under the early morning sun, the long red marks are getting lighter and lighter.
Li Qingxian said: "Is this the case in the mountainous area as well?"
"The world is in chaos, and no one has peace of mind." Huang Tiantao said.
Liu Yitian sighed and said: "It was the same in Qiyuan City back then. As long as there was some disaster, the whole city would be in chaos. People would kill and plunder everywhere, and they would curse in the streets every day."
Xu Fang said: "That's not necessarily true. A few months ago, there was a flood near Qiyuan City, and banditry broke out. As a result, the government and major gangs took action to kill all the bandits and rescue the victims. Within a few days, what should everyone do?
How's it going? Everyone is clear about what happened."
Liu Yitian glanced at Xu Fang helplessly.
Huang Tiantao nodded and said: "I heard Wu Jun say that Qiyuan City is very different. The River Guard Army needs a stable city like Qiyuan City in the rear. Ye Sizheng, are you interested in joining the River Guard Army?"
Li Qingxian didn't speak, Zhou Hen said: "Brother Huang, please don't push people into the fire pit of the old Wangjun."
Huang Tiantao smiled awkwardly and said: "It doesn't have to be the old king's army, you can also join other armies. Any of the seventeen armies under General Wang's command will do."
"What are the differences between the various armies of the River Guard Army?" Li Qingxian asked.
Huang Tiantao became interested and introduced like a treasure: "First of all, it must be the personal guards of the General King. They are really men who lick blood with their swords... The White Army is very strong, pure cavalry, and the look of thousands of cavalry charging, tsk tsk
...The Zhanwu Army is the most arrogant, and all kinds of martial arts people, except the General King, are not convinced by anyone...The barbarian army is the same, they really don't want their lives in the war, they have meat, money, and the General King's order, they don't want anything
Dare to do it, let them counterattack the city of God, without even frowning... There is also the Atonement Army, which is composed of prisoners from all over the country. On the surface, it looks honest, but in its heart it is more ruthless than the Zhanwu Army. The Zhanwu Army should at least have a face.
The Atonement Army has no shame at all. The officers are replaced most frequently, and they really can’t control it..."
Everyone talked all the way to the ginseng fruit tree.
Compared with the lower mountainous area, the upper mountainous area is much quieter. There were only two conflicts along the way.
Not long after, a group of people climbed to the top platform along the stone steps.
A strange big tree stands in front.
A stone fence protects the tree, and two guards with spears guard it. There is a well in front of the tree.
The bark of the big tree is black, and through the cracks in the bark, you can see a faint red color inside.
The trunk of the tree is black and red, and when it reaches the crown, the branches are white, like the bones of a dead person that have weathered for many years.
The white branches extend in all directions to the west, and the leaves are lush green.
Between the branches and leaves, palm-sized white petals can be faintly seen.
Huang Tiantao explained: "Every time someone dies in the town, one of the white flowers will transform into an oval fruit, which will quickly grow into a ginseng fruit. When someone dies, multiple fruits will grow. You see..."
Li Qingxian followed Huang Tiantao's hand and saw a green fruit slowly expanding.
The peel is translucent, and a fruit that looks like a living baby is squirming gently inside.
"That should be the ninth-grade servant who was beaten to death just now..."
Before he finished speaking, Li Qingxian saw a white light flying from the bottom of the mountain and falling into the ancient well in front of the ginseng fruit tree.
Then, Li Qingxian heard something faintly, and then, a white flower fell from the tree, fluttering, and landed in the ancient well.
Where the flowers fell, a transparent fruit slowly expanded, and the baby inside was clearly visible.