When I looked up, I saw a mountain of mushrooms.
Mo Di and Yuan Song were still helping the paper people carry and stack them, and even Zhu Yan was so busy that he was sweating profusely.
Han Chuan, who has always cared little about anything other than the spirit, was also shocked by this pile of "mushroom mountains".
Some overripe mushrooms also make a "squeak" sound and squeak around the mushroom mountain.
In order to prevent more demon beasts from accidentally eating mushrooms with illusion spirits, Bai Shuang used up all of Zhu Yan's rune paper and made paper figures to pick mushrooms all over the mountains.
In addition to the paper basket, she also gave the aura of the illusionary spirits of these paper people.
Even if you don't have to look for them, these breaths will bring them to the mushrooms that have been planted with illusion spirits.
From yesterday morning until this afternoon, the paper people have never broken the mushrooms.
The mushrooms were all piled up in the yard where the old tree once was.
Now it is piled up a little higher than the second floor of the Demon Treasure Pavilion, and it is a mountain of mushrooms.
At first, the paper people piled up by themselves, but now they have to rely on Yuan Song and Mo Di to fly up and fall.
Zhu Yan even held a broom to keep sweeping these mushrooms, and as more and more fully ripe mushrooms appeared, the "squeak" sound of the mushrooms also came and went, making people's ears numb.
It's a shame that Zhu Yan didn't completely lose his memory and forgot that he was an exorcist, so he was so calm.
When encountering some "squeaky" ones, he will give them two blows.
The little mushroom obediently lowered its voice and turned into an angry squeak.
I think it's because I found that my mature self was piled together, and I was dissatisfied, right?
However, these little things can no longer run to the table in the twilight cracks.
What awaits them is that after collecting them, cut open the spirit core, and burn them clean with Pixiu fire.
You can't keep things that harm others and yourself.
"But are you done?"
White Frost took the mushrooms in the last paper man's hand with half a paper basket in his hand.
The paper man nodded repeatedly, and Mo Di shook the ink on its face, and immediately the words appeared: "All the places with the smell of mushrooms have been searched and cleaned, and nothing is missing." ” "Go and rest."
She brushed the ink off the paper man's face and looked at the mushrooms in the paper basket.
It is all earth mushrooms that are indistinguishable from mushrooms with spiritual powers, and unless they are eaten by people or beasts, they can tell whether the spirit in this mushroom is born or planted.
Unfortunately, once the mushroom becomes a host for the illusion spirit, unless the core is found and cut off- She also had to use a knife that specialized in dealing with Yuan Ling life, this kind of knife was only found in places where Yuan Ling was often handled, such as her Demon Treasure Pavilion.
White Frost glanced at Han Chuan, who was quickly cutting mushrooms on the side, alas, pitiful.
Wait a minute, ask Zhu Yan to make a gluttonous feast that not only relieves fatigue, but also replenishes demons.
It's not just Han Chuan, who is holding a luan knife here and quickly cutting open the mushroom cutting spirit core, but also Cao and Bailian, who went out to suppress the crazy demon beasts and the people and monsters who have eaten this mushroom yesterday.
Pixiu only recovered this morning, gritting his teeth and slapping the mushrooms one by one.
She just waited for Hanchuan to finish cutting, and then spit fire to burn all these things clean!
Having made up his mind, Bai Shuang immediately called Zhu Yan to him and ordered him to go down.
The latter wiped his sweat and ran out with the money bag given by the white frost in high spirits.
"I really can't see that he is a person, he is too energetic."
Murdy fell beside the White Frost.
She turned around and poked him in the shoulder socket, and said seriously, "A human who has lost most of his memories is still like this, what reason do you have not to work hard to cultivate and keep up with his spiritual head?"
” "Shopkeeper, then you also need to leave me more time for cultivation, you are helping every day-" Mo Di pursed his mouth.
Bai Shuang said "um", and the tail tone was raised high, and he immediately changed his words and said: "Helping is also a kind of cultivation, as demons, we must not only cultivate the body, but also cultivate the mind."
If you want to be strong, you must also know how to survive......"
"Just remember, go and help Yuan Song."
White Frost raised his chin at the other side.
Yuan Song was scrambling to pick up the mushrooms that had been squeezed down by the fully ripe mushrooms, and Mo Di shook his head: "This idiot. ” "You can't pick it up like this with your hands, you have to pick those fully ripe mushrooms over there first, and cut them directly for Hanchuan Gongzi, won't you have to work in vain?"
Mo Di snatched the mushroom from Yuan Song's hand, his tone was blamed, but his eyes were like looking at a child.
Yuan Song's squirrel tail had a bunch of mushrooms rolled up, he blinked, and said thoughtfully: "Hanchuan Gongzi already has enough piles on hand, I'm not afraid that he will be tired." ” "He's a big monster, he won't get tired easily.
Do you have a bit of judgment?
Modi shook her head.
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The two teenagers chattered this, and one after the other sent the fully ripe mushrooms to Hanchuan's hand.
As soon as she put it down, Pixiu slapped it down a few times, and a small pile of mushrooms flattened under her paws.
But they didn't die, unless the illusion spirit inside died, or was eaten, and the illusion spirit parasitized elsewhere, these mushrooms would not die.
"Pixiu, your body has just recovered, you should save some strength, wait a minute to burn these up."
Han Chuan persuaded her.
She shook her head, the two ears on the top of her head moved, but she didn't buy it, and continued to slap a piece: "Hmph, these little things are actually delusional to control this divine beast, I just want to slap them flat!"
” Otherwise, you won't understand the hatred!
Mo Di and Yuan Song glanced at each other and quickly retreated.
"I'm tired of shooting, eat some fruit slowly."
White Frost brought a pot of fruit, washed apples, peeled oranges, and dried and washed bunches of grapes.
"You know me or the shopkeeper, hehe."
Pixiu rubbed the hoarfrost with his big head and ate it happily.
Bai Shuang sat beside her, leaning on Pixiu, watching Han Chuan cut mushrooms one by one.
All the mushrooms that have been cut are smoking.
"Shopkeeper, they haven't come back from the account office for so long, it won't be because they were calculated by the big golden toad in the Toad Palace, right?"
Pixiu ate for a while, then suddenly smacked his lips and turned his head to look at the hoarfrost.
Her original form may be a little scary, but after getting along for a long time, she feels full of naivety and cuteness.
Baishuang reached out and touched her chin, and Pixiu immediately closed her eyes comfortably, which was quite similar to cats and dogs.
"The golden toads in the Toad Palace won't calculate them, maybe there are a lot of guys who have been confused by illusion and have tripped them.
There is no need to worry, although Bailian is only a refining artifact, there is no need to be much worse in terms of ability. ” White Frost smiled mysteriously and blinked deliberately.
Pixiu opened his eyelids sharply and widened his eyes: "Who said I was worried about that big hammer that would split people with thunder and lightning all day long?"
He is a glutton, and always leads me astray, and his sin is too great, huh!
” "It's time to be cleaned up."
Pixiu continued to complain.