Chapter 314 Black Blood Vine

The sky was gradually getting darker. In the deep mountains, where the rain was thick and rolling, the sky seemed to get darker earlier than outside the mountains.

Pan Yong stood up, glanced at the work in everyone's hands, and said, "You guys are almost done with your work, so stop it. Duan Rong and I will finish the rest, and you can go back to cook first."

Yin Cong sealed the last jar in his hand and said, "I'm done here."

Chen Hu and Tang Zhu didn't say anything, threw down their work, and got up and left.

"You two wait for me." Yin Cong immediately chased after them.

Pan Yong looked at Duan Rong who was still peeling insects and said, "Okay, Duan Rong. No need to peel, it's enough."

Duan Rong had already filled most of the wooden basin in just over an hour. A worm was wriggling its chubby body and had already climbed to the edge of the wooden basin. Seeing that it was about to climb up, Pan Yong wiped it with his hand and knocked it back into the basin where the worms were rolling.

Pan Yong said, "Come on, let's work together again. There's one more step."

As Pan Yong spoke, he sat in front of a strangely shaped wooden device not far away, pulled open something like a handle, and then took a ladle and scooped some fleshy worms and poured them into the concave part in the middle of the wooden device.

Pan Yong looked up at Duan Rong, pointed at the handle beside him, and said, "Press it down!"

Duan Rong's eyes moved, and he had understood something. He grabbed the handle and pressed a round handle into the concave part where the worms were placed.

With a puff, a stream of slurry flowed out of a bamboo tube at the front of the wooden device and flowed into a black pottery jar that Pan Yong had placed before.

Along with the sound of the thin slurry flowing, a strong and extremely fishy smell came to his face.

Duan Rong had already been prepared. He held his breath at the moment he pressed the handle, but even so, his face was extremely ugly at this time.

Pan Yong glanced at Duan Rong and said, "It's like this at the beginning. After a long time, you will know that this worm is really nothing."

Pan Yong was very satisfied with Duan Rong's performance.

He hasn't vomited yet, which can be ranked in the top three. The other two people are him and Chen Hu.

Both of them are smart people, and they quickly cooperated tacitly. A large basin of fleshy worms was squeezed into pulp in just half an incense stick of time.

Pan Yong stood up and poured the herbal foam that had been prepared in advance into the jar that received the fishy pulp. Then Pan Yong held the jar and shook it, and then sealed the jar and put it in the corner.

Pan Yong wiped his hands, looked at Duan Rong, and said, "You stay here, wait for me."

Pan Yong said, and walked into the cave.

At this time, the sky was dim, and the cave was already dark, but in the side room, a dim light shone over.

Pan Yong walked into the side room.

The sky was dim, Shang Xiangyu lit a candle on the table, leaned close to the candlelight, and continued to look at the notebook in his hand.

Pan Yong walked in, bowed, and said: "Master Shang, the ingredients for refining medicine tomorrow are all ready."

The deep contemplation in Shang Xiangyu's eyes slowly faded. He stared at Pan Yong for a while before saying: "Well. How about Duan Rong?"

Pan Yong said: "That boy didn't say anything, but he was a good worker."

Shang Xiangyu nodded and said: "Let him go to refine medicine tomorrow."

Pan Yong's eyes jumped and said: "Yes."

Generally, newcomers will start to participate in refining medicine after half a year. Duan Rong, just one day after he came, Master Shang asked him to participate in refining medicine.

This is a bit abnormal!

Pan Yong left the side room and walked out of the stone cave with a gloomy face.

Outside the stone cave, in the dim sky, Duan Rong held a strange-shaped object in his hand.

Pan Yong took a look and said, "That's a planer, made by Shangshi himself, a little different from the ones outside."

Duan Rong nodded and put it aside.

He had just devoured all the tools here, but they were all unclassified tool spirits, all at the practical level.

Pan Yong said, "Duan Rong, come with me, I'll arrange a place for you to live first."

Duan Rong said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Pan."

Duan Rong carried his backpack on the side of the cave entrance, followed Pan Yong, crossed the fence, walked along the cliff for a while, and suddenly saw seven or eight scattered caves in the dim sky.

Pan Yong said, "Let's go to the stone cave over there. There used to be people living there, and they just left two months ago. The things in the cave are more organized."

Duan Rong followed Pan Yong to a cave entrance, which was already the corner of the mountain road. If they walked further, they could follow the mountain road full of rugged rocks and turn into the dense forest.

Duan Rong put his backpack at the entrance of the cave.

Pan Yong said, "Junior brother, come back and clean up later. I'll tell you what I need to tell you first."

Pan Yong said as he walked over there, along the mountain path, towards the dense forest.

"Actually, here. Only when Master Shang wants to make medicine will he be busy for a while. Usually it's quite free."

"Everyone has a herb garden to look after. The original man took care of this herb garden for more than a year. He left for more than a month, and I've been taking care of it. Now that you're here, I'll leave it to you."

Pan Yong said as he brought Duan Rong to the dense forest, to a clearing that was obviously opened up.

Duan Rong's eyes moved.

This clearing was full of black withered vines and frost-haired wormwood.

The black withered vines were climbing all over the wooden racks, and the gaps between the black withered vines were full of white frost-haired wormwood...

Pan Yong and Duan Rong walked towards the cave in the dim forest.

As Pan Yong walked, he talked to Duan Rong about the growth habits of Xuanku Teng and Shuangmao Artemisia.

Duan Rong could answer him fluently when he mentioned it casually.

Duan Rong knew very well how to grow Xuanku Teng and Shuangmao Artemisia to make them grow vigorously, as well as some seasonal taboos.

Pan Yong's mind was full of thoughts, but he still smiled as usual and said, "Junior brother, you know the habits of Xuanku Teng and Shuangmao Artemisia so well, so I am relieved. You can take care of this garden."

As the two talked, they had already reached the edge of the cliff, and Duan Rong immediately smelled a mellow fragrance.

Pan Yong's eyes lit up and said, "Let's go, junior brother. The meal is ready, and Junior Sister Tang's cooking skills are amazing!"

The two walked to the entrance of a cave, and saw a large iron pot on the pile of firewood there.

In the big iron pot, there was a thick soup. Tang Zhu stood by the pot, stirring it with a wooden spoon...

Chen Hu and Yin Cong were holding dry biscuits and leaning against the fire...

Soon, several people sat at the entrance of the cave with a bowl of thick soup and a biscuit each.

The flames burning on the firewood pile reflected their red faces.

Duan Rong had been walking in the mountains for more than three days, eating dry meat and dry biscuits. He hadn't eaten hot soup for a long time.

Duan Rong broke the biscuit, soaked it in the soup, and drank a sip. The soup was thick, salty and fragrant, and very delicious.

Yin Cong smiled and said, "Junior brother Duan Rong, this soup is not bad, right?"

Duan Rong said, "Very good."

Yin Cong said, "Junior brother, do you know what this soup is made of?"

Duan Rong shook his head and stuffed a biscuit soaked in soup into his mouth.

Yin Cong said, "It's the worm you peeled."

Duan Rong frowned and felt nauseous. It was as if the strong smell of the fishy pulp had returned to his nose again.

Yin Cong saw Duan Rong's look and laughed.

Duan Rong glanced at him and immediately realized that he was teasing him.

Tang Zhu said, "Don't listen to Yin Cong's nonsense. This guy likes to tease people. I'm most afraid of that worm. How could I use it to make soup?"

Pan Yong said, "Yes, this is not made from that worm. It's made from the dregs of the worm. Worm dregs soup!"

After Pan Yong finished speaking, everyone laughed.

Duan Rong said, "It's a pity to make soup with that worm. I think it should be good to fry it. It's juicy, and you can get a lot of pulp with one bite!"

After Duan Rong finished speaking, he took a sip of the soup and swallowed it down.

Several people were stunned by what Duan Rong said. Yin Cong said, "Junior brother, you are still cruel."

Pan Yong also glanced at Duan Rong and said, "You have a strong taste!"

"A bunch of perverts!" Tang Zhu glared and cursed.

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Chen Hu said, "Then... Junior Sister Tang, I didn't say anything."

"You are the most perverted!" Tang Zhu rolled his eyes at Chen Hu and said, "I didn't say anything, I was just laughing secretly. Do you think I didn't see it?"

"Is laughing a sin?"

"Get up!" Tang Zhu stood beside Chen Hu and patted his shoulder.

Chen Hu immediately retracted his legs.

Tang Zhu stepped over from in front of Chen Hu, put down his bowl, took another empty bowl, filled a bowl of soup again, and soaked half of the pancake in the soup.

She held the bowl and walked along the edge of the cliff towards the Shang Xiangyu Cave.

Duan Rong glanced at Tang Zhu's back. Although he had many questions in his mind, he felt that it was better to keep quiet since he had just arrived. Asking questions would easily make people wary.

Tang Zhu held the bowl and crossed the stone fence outside the cave. It was already dark. Tang Zhu walked to a stone platform carved into the cliff, put the soup bowl on the stone platform, took out the fire starter, and lit the candle on the stone platform.

The candle cast a circle of light on the dark platform.

Tang Zhu held the bowl and looked at the lame man sitting in front of the fence.

Tang Zhu said, "Xin'er, come here."

The lame man heard someone shouting and turned his head. When he saw Tang Zhu holding a bowl in his hand, his saliva immediately gushed out. He pulled the iron chain and crawled over, muttering, "Eat...eat..."

Tang Zhu scooped half a spoonful of soup with a spoon and put it into the lame man's mouth. The lame man swallowed eagerly...

Just then, a dark shadow came out from the entrance of the cave and stood behind Tang Zhu.

Tang Zhu took the spoon and put the soup into the lame man's mouth, but the lame man dodged it. Looking behind Tang Zhu, he stretched out his hands with eager eyes and said, "Daddy...hold..."

Shang Xiangyu's face showed an expression of pain and pity.

He glanced at Tang Zhu and said, "Feed Xin'er well, I'll go out for a while."

"Yes." Tang Zhu said.

Shang Xiangyu had turned around and walked out of the fence. Tang Zhu glanced and saw that Shang Xiangyu was holding a rolled empty sack in his hand.

Tang Zhu saw Shang Xiangyu disappear in the darkness. She turned her head to look at the lame man, and her face suddenly turned cold.

Tang Zhu picked up a stone, looked at the lame man, and said, "Xin'er, if you throw a stone at me again, I will beat you. Do you understand?"

Tang Zhu threatened and pretended to hit the lame man. At this moment, there was a bang, and the lame man took out a stone from his pocket and hit Tang Zhu on the forehead again.

Tang Zhu was furious, put down the soup bowl, and grabbed the lame man's arm and pressed him to the ground.

The lame man's face was pressed to the ground, he struggled with his feet, and babbled...

Tang Zhu looked angry and said, "You dare to take the stone again..."

She had just said half of her words when a black shadow flashed in front of her eyes, and with a snap, Tang Zhu flew backwards.

When she stood up, blood was already flowing from the corner of her mouth, and there were four bloody fingerprints on her face...

Tang Zhu's forehead was instantly covered with a layer of cold sweat, and her voice trembled. "Shang... Shang Shi..."

Shang Xiangyu helped the lame man up, wiped the dust and saliva on his face with a loving face, and then pinched off the gravel stuck to the corner of his mouth.

Shang Xiangyu looked at Tang Zhu coldly and said, "Is this how you usually treat Xin'er?"

Tang Zhu immediately knelt down and cried, "Xin'er threw stones at me, I wanted to warn him..."

Shang Xiangyu's eyes instantly became extremely terrifying.

Tang Zhu's throat was like a knot, she could no longer speak, and she couldn't stop shaking all over.

"If you do it again, I will peel your skin off and feed it to the black blood vine underground!"

When Tang Zhu heard the three words "black blood vine", her face turned pale instantly, and her face was a little distorted because of extreme fear.

Tang Zhu crawled on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Master Shang! Spare my life... Spare... My life... I won't dare to do it again..."

Tang Zhu kowtowed more than ten times, until her forehead bled, and finally realized that Shang Xiangyu's figure had long disappeared in front of her.

Shang Xiangyu had left without knowing when.

Only the lame man stood there stupidly, staring at something in the darkness in a trance...

When Tang Zhu saw Shang Xiangyu leave, she was paralyzed all over. It took her a long time to recover, and she struggled to get up, picked up the soup bowl, and continued to feed the lame man.

Tang Zhu wiped her tears and said, "Come, Xin'er, sister will feed you..."

After Duan Rong and the others had eaten their fill, they each dispersed.

Duan Rong returned to his cave.

He took out the fire starter from his clothes and shone it into the deep cave.

There were all kinds of things in the cave, and it looked like someone had lived there for a long time.

Duan Rong lit the candle on the stone table and looked at the stone bed not far away. He saw that the blankets and bedding on it were all well laid out.

Duan Rong took off the dusty blanket on the stone bed, took out a new animal skin blanket from his backpack, and sat cross-legged on it...

Duan Rong sat cross-legged, with his five hearts facing the sky, feeling the extremely delicate wisp of true energy in his Dantian.

He had been on the road for more than a month, and he would practice breathing whenever he had time, but his progress was so slow that it could be described as a snail crawling.

Duan Rong knew very well that he needed to solve the problem of pills in the true energy realm...

After nightfall, a strong wind suddenly blew, blowing the fog into water vapor, which fell on the rocks and trees, and the light of the cold moon floated down from the clouds.

I saw a thin figure on the back mountain quite a distance away from the cliff, holding a large stone pot in one hand and a bulging sack in the other. His figure was like a ghost, flickering among the rocks.

Suddenly, the figure stopped in front of a stone wall entangled with vines.

But the next moment, the figure disappeared strangely...