The toughest man in the city

Chapter 908
In the vast fog, it was impossible to see what was ahead.

But Li Xiao's sense of direction is good, and there is still a path under his feet, so he shouldn't go wrong.

He has encountered worse situations before, and he will not hesitate at all about the small problem in front of him.

Baekdu Mountain is very high above sea level, it is covered with snow all the year round, and now it is the cold season, the thick snow will cover everything.

At the beginning, Li Xiao could still distinguish the difference between the mountain road and the surrounding cliffs, but as he walked up a gentle slope, the difference that he thought was caused by nature was wiped out.

In the end, he didn't know where he went.

However, the sense of distance clearly told him that he had come near the place where the ginseng dolls grew.

The sky was completely dark, and a faint fishy smell blew over with the cold wind.

Li Xiao didn't regret the choice he just made.

Su Manyu couldn't accompany him to this place to take risks, and it was impossible for Ning Xiaoxi who was in a coma to wait for him forever.

What if the fog doesn't dissipate tomorrow?
Coming to a place like this alone is nothing.

Slow down, step forward cautiously, the thick snow and thick fog cut off the line of sight, in this case, a slight wrong step may make you fall into the abyss.

Suddenly, when one of his feet fell down again, the sound was completely different from the sound of stepping on the thick snow, which lifted his spirits and hurriedly lowered his head to scrape away the snow under his feet.

A shrub plant with crystal clear green berries came into view.

Disappointment suddenly spread in Li Xiao's heart. Just his eyes proved that this thing was definitely not what he was looking for.

However, it is quite surprising that there are still such good-growing plants in such a place covered with snow all year round.

There are treasures deep in the mountains, this is not false at all.

It's better to pick it back and show Dr. Yuan what effect this thing has. Since it grows near the ginseng doll, it must be something exquisite.

Carefully scrape away the snow on the ground. This is a plant whose roots are deeply buried in the ground. I can’t see its true face. I only know that the roots connected to the fruit have penetrated into the rocks. Li Xiao is so big. Strength, even with all the strength, did not pull the slightest bit.

It seems unrealistic to want to bring this thing back in its entirety.

He had no choice but to pull out the military thorns that he carried with him, and slowly cut down towards the bottom of the rhizome under the fruit.

Li Xiao's army thorn was Han Tie long ago. It used to belong to the Fifth Master Ao Tianhu, one of the Seven Gods of War. It was passed down to his hands, and it has been stained with blood countless times.

To put it bluntly, its sharpness can break stones and gold.

But I never expected that in the face of such a strange plant in front of me, cutting it vigorously would only result in a shallow mark.

How in the world are there such tough plant roots?
Li Xiao felt more and more that this thing was not simple.

General Changing Hands stabbed at the rocks below, and the slight chiseling sound was very dull in the dense fog.

God knows how long it took, and finally he managed to dig out a complete root.

At this time, look for the smallest place and wave the sharp weapon in your hand, and the whole plant will fall into your hands.

He is not someone who can be satisfied casually. Since he found that this thing is not simple, why not take some complete ones back and test whether he can grow them himself.

Carefully stuffing that special grass fruit into the inner pocket of the thick down jacket, Li Xiao continued to explore ahead.

And not long after he left.

The sound of footsteps approached, and several local men dressed like mountain sculptures appeared at the position where he was standing just now.

"Old Zhao, we've waited for ten years, so it's finally time for Baicao Fruit to mature."

"That's right, God opened his eyes today and rained down a thick fog, so that the poison guarding the Baicao fruit would not dare to come out easily. Otherwise, our few lives would not be enough for those poisonous deer to bite twice."

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go. If the fog clears and the poisonous deer comes out again, we don't know how long we will have to wait."

The local people of Mount Paektu have always made a living by picking wild herbs.

This kind of work is really like what many people say, if it does not open for three years, it will last for three years.

A herb that is hard to find for a century, once unearthed, can definitely provide a family with food and clothing for several years.

Ten years ago, when Zhao Cheng was still a child, he went up the mountain with his father and happened to see the newly sprouted Baicao fruit. At that time, his father told him that just such a herb would be enough to make the whole village rich after it passed away.

Zhao Cheng deeply remembered these words.

Every year, I choose a few suitable time points to go up the mountain to see the growth of Baicao.

Finally, three months ago, he discovered that Baicao had picked up the fruit.

But people in the mountains know that there must be some strange beasts guarding such precious herbs that seem to be bestowed by heaven.

Maybe those beasts also want to wait for the fruit to ripen and open their mouths to eat it.

Legend has it that beasts that eat special fruits can be cultivated into spirits.

But legends are legends. We have lived here for so many years, and we have never seen any monsters that have become spirits. But those poisonous deer are guarding this herb fruit, and Zhao Cheng must not dare to act rashly.

A more opportune time must be waited for.

For example, today, the mountains are blocked by heavy fog, which not only makes humans unable to move normally, but also makes all animals stay in their lairs and refuse to go out easily.

Zhao Cheng knew that his chance had come, so he hurriedly called the masters from the same village to go up the mountain to pick it together.

The plan was very good, but when he arrived at the place, what he saw in front of him almost suffocated Zhao Cheng to death.

The Baicao fruit is gone.

There was only a few broken roots in a deep hole in the ground, which proved that they had found the right place.

"Ah! Ten years, ten years, it's gone, gone!"

Zhao Cheng's mournful shout resounded through the mountains, and the people who came with him also felt very depressed.

How could it be like this? It was agreed that Zhao Cheng would share it with them if he made money.

"Did those poisonous deer gnaw away in advance?"

"No, it's not a poisonous deer. You can see that the disconnected places are neatly cut by someone with a knife. There are still footprints here. Someone is one step ahead of us, so hurry up!"

"Yes, hurry up!"

Men in the mountains live here all year round, even if the fog blocks everything, they will not get lost here.

What's more, the footprints on the ground are so clear, there is absolutely no chance of chasing them wrong.

A group of people rushed forward quickly.

Not far in front of them, Li Xiao moved his ears. The thick fog could not only block his sight, but also his voice.

I couldn't hear it very clearly, but I still vaguely heard something shouting.

Could it be that the beasts in the mountains came out to look for food?

(End of this chapter)