Life is about missing things again and again.
No one knows how much they have missed in this life.
Time, people, and things are all missed again and again.
Something that can leave memories is a very beautiful thing.
Yan Xiaomo had been in this forest in Dongze for several days and couldn't see even a single person.
He was really desperate.
The God-Eating Book was just a lie.
"Hey, is this ginseng?"
Suddenly, Yan Xiaomo discovered a strange plant in a jungle.
She had seen this plant in a book before.
It seemed to be some kind of ginseng, but Yan Xiaomo didn't know what kind of ginseng it was.
After all, does she specialize in this?
In this deep mountain forest, there is a ginseng plant that is estimated to be thousands of years old.
When encountering ginseng, knowledgeable people will not dig it up immediately.
Instead, they will choose the day and what else they have to do.
This is very particular.
Think about it, the ginseng you dug may be older than your ancestors.
They have absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon, and they have already become spiritual.
But Yan Xiaomo wasn't that particular.
She just wanted to dig out the ginseng and see what it looked like inside.
I finally met her once, so I was really curious.
At worst, I would plant the ginseng back after watching her.
Ginseng is a rare medicinal material.
It has been regarded as an elf in China since ancient times.
There are many techniques for digging ginseng, which can be regarded as a culture of digging ginseng.
Yan Xiaomo found a red rope from her body to tie the red ginseng to the ginseng so that the ginseng would not run away.
After tying the red ginseng, Yan Xiaomo began to carefully remove the soil under the ginseng with her hands, trying not to remove any of the ginseng's tendrils.
But when Yan Xiaomo had just removed the soil from the ginseng, a childish voice came into Yan Xiaomo's ears.
"Who are you disturbing others' sleep?"
Yan Xiaomo paused.
The voice seemed to come from ginseng.
“Ginseng can speak” Yan Xiaomo was stunned and asked.
The ginseng doll opened his eyes, looked at the woman in front of him, screamed, and immediately wanted to run away, but found that he couldn't move at all.
"Ah ah ah, there are bad people, help, there are bad people."
The ginseng doll screamed, feeling that it was going to be doomed.
It just took a short nap, and when it woke up, it was tied with red ginseng.
"Bad guy, where are the bad guys?
You are just a ginseng doll that has become a sperm."
Yan Xiaomo smiled.
She didn't expect that she accidentally discovered a ginseng doll.
She didn't know if people in this era were good.
If they knew the goods, they could buy this ginseng doll and make a lot of money.
"You, who are you and why are you tying a red rope for me?"
A trace of panic flashed in Ginseng Doll's eyes, and her big eyes were full of innocence.
Yan Xiaomo couldn't help but touch her nose, and suddenly felt that she was a bad guy for bullying the ginseng doll.
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"I'm not afraid you'll run away."
"You, you, you are indeed a bad person."
Ginseng Baby cried and accused Yan Xiaomo.
Yan Xiaomo stroked her forehead helplessly and said, "Don't worry, I'm not a bad person and I won't do anything to you.
I'm just curious about what you look like.
I'll let you go now.
Please stop screaming."
It made her brain hurt.
"real" Ginseng Baby was obviously dubious about Yan Xiaomo's words. oshow7: