"Brother, can I eat this?"

Qian Yan stretched out his hand and poked the little man who was tied up with red ropes and struggling with his teeth bared.

As a result, when I pointed my finger over, the other person opened his mouth and wanted to bite me.

Although it looks earthy yellow, it is only the size of an arm and looks quite cute.

Zhao Fan touched his chin and thought to himself, this thing should be able to be made into spiritual food.

So...should I grill it or stew it?

"Probably."

As Zhao Fan spoke, he reached out and poked the villain.

The villain seemed to be trying hard to appear vicious and difficult to mess with.

However, he was tied up with a red rope and couldn't break free.

The more it squeaked, the more unbridled the smiles on Qian Yan and Zhao Fan's faces became.

"Brother, this thing is quite cute, why don't we keep it for fun?"

Qian Yan thought that this thing should be the legendary ginseng doll. After all, the whiskers on its head looked very similar.

"But we are going there for training, and it is somewhat inconvenient to carry it with us."

Zhao Fan's tone was a little hesitant.

This thing doesn't look easy to tame, and it's obvious that it has developed intelligence.

"Yeah, let's stew it then." Qian Yan thought about it and it made sense.

This little thing is quite fierce.

"Okay, but are you sure this is ginseng, junior brother?" Zhao Fan asked Qian Yan uncertainly.

Qian Yan patted his chest and assured:

"Don't worry, brother. Although my family is not a big family, we have several old ginsengs at home. It can't be wrong."

Seeing Qian Yan's firm assurance, Zhao Fan became more interested.

I wonder how much spiritual power can be increased by stewing this kind of tonic.

Just thinking about it, Zhao Fan felt that their luck was quite good.

-

Soon after, he went to hunt a golden-feathered pheasant nearby.

He dealt with it in a few seconds and then grabbed the villain with both hands.

However, because they were not sure of the age of the ginseng, they were also worried that it was too old and would be wasted if they did not use it.

Qian Yan simply plucked two whiskers from the little man's head and threw them into the soup.

Then, with a very malicious look of fun, he pushed the little man into the pot.

The little man, who had his eyes open, suddenly started screaming in fear.

When he struggled to break free, his legs were freed, so he wrapped his legs tightly around Qian Yan's wrists, fearing that Qian Yan would put him into the pot.

This made Qian Yan couldn't help laughing.

"Brother, this little guy is actually afraid of death."

Zhao Fan was stirring the soup in the pot.

Then put the lid on.

He smiled and said:

"It has gained intelligence, so it is naturally afraid of death."

There are few living beings in this world who are not afraid of death.

"Alas, if I stew it like this, I would feel a little reluctant."

After all, although this thing is only the size of an arm, it has a human shape and is full of spiritual energy.

Killing it always feels like killing someone.

"You didn't seem to be reluctant when you killed the monsters, did you?"

Zhao Fan said with some amusement.

Although he also thought that this little guy looked cute, Zhao Fan was not the kind of person who was full of sympathy.

The things he experienced since childhood made it difficult for him to feel close to and trust people.

Only his master and fellow apprentices were people he wanted to be close to.

"Wow, it smells so good."

The aroma from the pot became stronger and stronger, and Qian Yan couldn't help but sniff.

Zhao Fan looked over and saw the little man also shrugged his nose, as if he was also eager for the taste of the pot.

This time, Zhao Fan felt a little bit sorry for this little thing.

-

"System, is that a ginseng doll?"

Wangyue looked at the little figure in Qian Yan's hand with suspicion, feeling that something was wrong.

system:"……"

Uh~ Do you think it’s reasonable to encounter a ginseng doll on the outskirts of Qingyuan Mountains?

"What does the host think?"

"I don't think it's quite like that. What do you think, system?"

"Is it possible that it was a pokeweed doll?"

When Wangyue heard this, he was stunned.

Suddenly I remembered that in the original world, a colleague half-jokingly said that she picked up a ginseng when she was in college, and she couldn't help but take a bite out of curiosity when she returned to the dormitory.

Eventually I fell asleep in a daze.

She thought it was due to over-nourishing, so she would take a small bite every time she felt weak.

Later I found out that this thing was Rhizoma Phytophthora.

Although it looks like ginseng, it is actually poisonous. Ingestion may cause nausea, vomiting, diarrhea, dizziness, convulsions, coma and other symptoms. In severe cases, it may even lead to death due to myocardial paralysis.

Wangyue still remembers what she said at the time, that it was probably her ancestors who begged and pleaded with everyone in the underworld that saved her from death.

"So, this is the poisonous herb?"

Wangyue raised his eyebrows and asked uncertainly.

The system was silent for a moment, then:

"Yes, it is indeed Psoralea corylifolia."

After all, it is impossible for a treasure like the Ginseng Doll to appear on the outskirts of the Qingyuan Mountains.

Because this thing is full of treasures, not to mention humans, any living creature that can breathe would want to grab it and take a bite.

The key is that this thing has no attack power, so the system said that even if Tiandao wanted to give benefits to the kids by cheating, it would not be possible to do it so obviously.

If this is true, it is simply rubbing the IQ of the Son of Fortune into the ground.

-

"Well, will there be any trouble if the cubs eat it?"

When Wangyue heard this, he could no longer sit still.

"It's okay. They only pulled two of my whiskers. Your life won't be in danger. At most you'll just have to sleep for a while."

The system is quite generous.

Wangyue finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The two cubs are in the portable cave. Although the cave is not big, its defense is still good.

At least it can resist the attacks of second-level monsters.

"Besides, you can't go up and remind them now, right?"

In the future, the cub will encounter many dangers during his training, and Wangyue cannot rush out every time.

They only gain experience through repeated injuries and setbacks, and these experiences are the fruits of their training.

Wangyue sighed, landed not far away, and opened the tree house.

He asked the puppet to make him a fruit bowl and ate it while observing the situation over there.

After two hours of stewing, the chicken was already cooked through, and the medicinal properties of the Rhizoma Coptidis were probably stewed into the soup.

Qian Yan's saliva was almost flowing out.

"Brother, your cooking skills are as good as the chef in the dining hall."

They had also eaten in the dining hall outside the gate, and the food there was indeed very good.

"Haha, it just smells okay."

Hearing his junior brother praising him like that, Zhao Fan quickly became humble.

Then he served two bowls.

But looking at the little man, his nose was always sniffing towards the bowl, his eyes were full of desire.

"Junior brother, why don't you let it go? The formation in the cave is activated and it can't get out."

Zhao Fan said with some amusement when he saw the villain like this.

Qian Yan thought about it, and then reinforced the cave with another layer of restrictions, and also used his spiritual power to compact the land underneath.

Only then did he untie the red rope.

As a result, the little man couldn't wait to jump onto the table and wanted to run to the bowl of soup.

He was grabbed by Qian Yan.

"this is mine."

Seeing this, Zhao Fan took a small bowl and filled it with soup and placed it in front of the little man.

The little man couldn't wait to take a sip, but he squeaked because of the heat.

He kept slapping his mouth with his hands.

But even so, it still squatted beside the bowl, reluctant to leave.

"It seems that Senior Brother's cooking skills are really good. Even the ginseng doll likes it."

These words greatly pleased Zhao Fan, so he put a chicken leg into the ginseng doll's bowl.

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