Taoyuan little fisherman

Chapter 117 Fragrant Blood Lingzhi
Wang Tianhui went into a few more stone kilns and found that they were all cleaned up, as if no one had ever lived in them.

It seems that all the people here should be dead, and they were placed in those latticed coffins in the middle of the hanging wall.

It's hard to imagine how those coffins and corpses were transported up. It must be a technical job, but also a physical job.

Where will the last of the tribe be?Who can take him up there?
Just as Wang Tianhui was thinking, he entered a stone kiln.

This stone kiln is different from the previous ones. There are rotten sawdust and some tools scattered all over the place.

Wang Tianhui was wondering, when Wukong started to tear his clothes.

look over there!

Following what Wukong pointed out, Wang Tianhui was surprised to find a white-haired old man sitting in the corner of the cave dwelling.

The sudden appearance of a person not only shocked Wang Tianhui, but also shocked the netizens in the live broadcast room.

The white-haired old man was wearing rough gray cloth clothes, with disheveled white hair, and sat crookedly in the corner of the room with his back to the door.

"Old man..."

Wang Tianhui called softly, and after calling out, he felt a little stupid again.

How could there be any living people here?
Looking at the shapely back, you can tell that this is already a skeleton.

But the netizens in the live broadcast room firmly believe that there is still an old fairy living here.

"Old Wang, the plot in the novel has appeared again. Is this the legendary extraterrestrial expert?"

"Don't say anything, give the old god a drink, maybe teach you some magic skills or something."

"Ha, Robinson Robinson."

Wang Tianhui really bowed to the white-haired old man, and then walked to his side.

Turning to his front and seeing a skull under the disheveled white hair, the netizens were still frightened with emoticons flying all over the sky.

Wukong also came over, pointing to a piece of red rope around the neck of the white-haired old man, and pointing to the jade buckle around Xiaohua's neck.

Wang Tianhui understood that he was the owner of Yukou.

He reached out and twisted the red rope lightly, and the information was sent to his brain.

[Ramie silk, dyed with cinnabar, tied with a red rope with a jade buckle, made 170 years ago, by Li Cheng, and gifted to his son Li Abei at the time of the full moon. 】

It turned out that this white-haired old man was Li Abei who dug the tunnel, and also the owner of the Ping An jade buckle.

The cross section of this red rope is very neat, it should have been bitten off by the rabbit that sneaked into the tiankeng, and then swallowed by it accidentally, and then caught by the lynx by chance, and went to Wang Tianhui's again hand.

Wang Tianhui had a feeling that Li Abei led him here in the dark.

Perhaps when a plague hit the entire tribe, Li Abei sent away the tribe one by one, made coffins for each of them, and sent them to the cliff.

Until he was the only one left in the tribe, he was old and frail, and he had no strength to make a coffin for himself, let alone send himself to the cliff, so he was alone for thousands of years.

"Senior Li Abei, since I have accepted your jade buckle, I will definitely die for you!"

Wang Tianhui put his hands together and bowed, and then walked out of the stone kiln.

I found a 50-[-]-year-old fir tree in the tiankeng, and planned to use it as a coffin for Li Abei. The thickness was just enough to hollow out the middle to hold a person.

Fortunately, I brought an engineer shovel. The engineer shovel has a blade on one side and a saw on the other. It can be sawed or chopped. Although it is not as good as a professional tool, it is better than nothing.

Wang Tianhui took turns sawing trees with the monkeys, and he didn't feel tired. The monkeys still thought it was quite fun.

Netizens never expected that they came here to explore caves with Wang Tianhui, and ended up making coffins with monkeys.

This style of painting changed so quickly that people were caught off guard.

The monkeys are very smart, Wang Tianhui only needs to teach them how to do it, and they can do things well according to Wang Tianhui's instructions.

While the monkeys were sawing trees, Wang Tianhui walked around the sinkhole again.

He went to the underground river to wash his face, and found some strange creatures in it.

There are many blind fish with white body, translucent body and no eyes in the water here.

It was the first time Wang Tianhui saw this kind of fish, and he was very happy.

When he was approaching the underground river, suddenly there was a scent wafting over. This scent was very peculiar, different from the scent of flowers, it smelled like mushrooms and woods, it made people feel refreshed.

The fragrance came from the opposite side. Wang Tianhui searched on the cliff on the other side, and he found the treasure as expected.

In the crevices of the rocks on the other side of the cliff grew a clump of super-big ganoderma. The ganoderma was thick and wrinkled, and the color was almost the same as that of the rocks. If you didn't look carefully, you couldn't see it at all.

Netizens in the live broadcast room didn't know what Wang Tianhui was looking at. Those with poor eyesight couldn't see the clump of Ganoderma lucidum on the rock. Its protective color was too good.

"Wukong, come here!"

Wang Tianhui called Wukong over.

"Go and pick the clump of ganoderma on the opposite side for me, be careful, don't damage it."

Oh oh ah ah!

Wukong responded, grabbed a vine and easily swung to the other side of the river, and climbed up the cliff with hands and feet. After it picked off the clump of Ganoderma lucidum, netizens saw what it was.

Wukong came back and handed the ganoderma to Wang Tianhui. Wang Tianhui weighed it in his hands. There were seven ganodermas in this clump, which were very firm and weighed four to five catties.

He put the Ganoderma lucidum on the ground and took pictures for netizens to see.

The picked root of the Ganoderma lucidum was as bright red as blood, in stark contrast to its whole body, which was ashen.

"Old Wang, what is this?" asked the netizen.

"This is called Xiangxue Ganoderma lucidum. It is the fairy grass in our legend. It is an extremely rare species of Ganoderma lucidum. It has a strong aroma and its wounds are blood-colored. It is named Xiangxue Ganoderma. The growth conditions are extremely harsh, and it is a variety derived from a microclimate. , extremely precious."

Wang Tianhui used his nails to lightly scratch the back of the cap of Xiangxue Ganoderma lucidum a few times, and the wound immediately turned blood red, as if bleeding, and netizens exclaimed.

"Old Wang really knows everything, no wonder he always finds treasures."

"Old Wang is really lucky."

"It's hard not to get rich, the God of Wealth chases after you to give gold ingots."

"Can you become a fairy if you eat this thing?"

Wang Tianhui continued to introduce: "This cluster of fragrant blood Ganoderma lucidum should be quite old. The annual rings are very dense, the texture is very fine, and the medicinal value is very high. It has more comprehensive effects than other Ganoderma lucidum. It is mainly used for treating diabetes and high blood pressure. , coronary heart disease, insomnia and other diseases, long-term use can fight cancer, fight tumors, delay aging, strengthen the body, and improve immunity."

The more Wang Tianhui talked, the more netizens felt that this fragrant blood Ganoderma lucidum was a fairy medicine.

20 people watched it online, and many of them are already interested in Ganoderma lucidum.

Many people called to ask their friends who know medicine, and some people deliberately searched for Ganoderma lucidum on the Internet.

After many verifications, it was confirmed that the clump of fragrant blood ganoderma in Wang Tianhui's hands is indeed the best among ganodermas, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a fairy grass.

(End of this chapter)