Small farmers dominate the deserted island

"Well, okay, I'm really tired..." Jiang Qingxue's voice was as thin as a pattern, and soon there was no movement.

Chen Yu clearly felt that her body temperature was losing rapidly, and not too many people felt that what she was carrying was not a big living person, but a super big ice cube.

After walking through the dark bamboo forest for more than half an hour, Jiang Qingxue was completely frozen into ice, and there was no breath of life.

She entered a state of hibernation, which is similar to using the tortoise breath method to sleep deeply.

"Qingxue, I'm sorry, I am selfish. I didn't use the psychic ghost bamboo at home to save you, but I promise to find the psychic ghost bamboo to save you."

Chen Yu took out the rope from his backpack, tied Jiang Qingxue firmly on his back, and continued to wander around in the dark bamboo forest, looking for psychic ghost bamboo.

After memorizing the medical classics left by more than a hundred medical sages and the summary of his experience notes, Chen Yu's search for psychic ghost bamboo is no longer like a headless fly, but has become traceable.

Look for the coldest place in the bamboo forest.

The psychic ghost bamboo and the black witch snake are strange species, fond of cold and cold, afraid of light.

But where the psychic ghost bamboo grows, even the black witch snake dare not approach it.

For example, if the comfortable temperature for the black witch snake to survive is minus 20 degrees Celsius, then the comfortable temperature for the psychic ghost bamboo to survive is minus 40 degrees Celsius, or even lower.

Chen Yu, who has not yet recovered, cannot withstand the freezing temperatures of tens of degrees below zero, so he can only mix high-concentration spirits to quench the cold.

The freezing point of alcohol is extremely high, and the high-alcoholic spirits produced will not freeze under this strange cold, which surprised Chen Yu.

I vaguely remember that Sister Ye Chunfang once said that the freezing point of alcohol is more than 100 degrees below zero, and the temperature in the dark bamboo forest obviously does not reach this bottom value.

While walking and drinking, Chen Yu felt a lot more comfortable, not as cold as before.

Looking for the place with the lowest temperature, Chen Yu soon encountered black witch snakes, not many, but only a hundred.

Chen Yu hated these black witch snakes. When he met each other, he waved the crystal sword to kill him.

He was not worried that Jiang Qingxue would be bitten by a snake again, just because she had been frozen into a stick of ice.

If the black witch snake bites her, it will definitely knock off its fangs.

Most of the more than one hundred black witch snakes were chopped into several sections, and a small part of them were directly electrocuted by Chen Yu with the electric palm.

Chen Yu only spent a few minutes in the first encounter with the black witch snake.

As the temperature dropped, the number of black witch snakes appeared more and more frequently, and the number also increased.

In order to find the psychic ghost bamboo as much as possible, Chen Yu does not love fighting.

The last time he encountered the black witch snake, the large number of snakes made Chen Yu's hair tingling, and he could only rush all the way with Jiang Qingxue on his back.

After running for more than ten miles in one breath, he finally got rid of the hunting snakes.

The temperature was extremely low, until Chen Yu kept shivering, and no amount of high-concentration spirits had much effect.

Dragon Soul Armor autonomously protects the body, protecting Chen Yu's heart from the strange cold.

The rest of his body was numb, and he was about to lose consciousness.

Walking forward with his stiff legs, Chen Yu couldn't help thinking that Mo Yanyan and the medical sage could dig out psychic ghosts, and said to his heart: The master's cultivation level must be extremely high, and the medical sage is also a cultivation level. The advanced generation.

Soon afterwards, Chen Yu discovered a strangely black rock.

The color of the rock is almost the same as the other stones in the dark bamboo forest, but the shape is very strange, it looks like a person is squatting there.

When he got closer, Chen Yu found that the rock had obvious traces of man-made hacking.

Turning to the other side of the rock, Chen Yu surprisingly found a line of small characters carved on it: Harm me, the lord of the city is Ye, Jiang Shiji.

Chen Yu quickly guessed that Jiang Shiji was very likely to be a medical saint.

The medical sage had been here before, definitely to find the psychic ghost bamboo, but he didn't know whether he found the psychic ghost bamboo at home.

Chen Yu hopes that the answer is no.

Then I thought that the pot of psychic ghost bamboo at home was found a few years ago by the medical sage, and the handwriting on the rock looked newer, and it should have been carved not long ago.

Chen Yu concluded that the medical saint left this line after being bitten by the black witch snake.

Now that he knew that the city lord Lu Yuanchao was not a good person and killed him, why didn't he tell Jiang Qingxue about this and let her take precautions?

Soon, Chen Yu thought of a possibility that the medical sage was protecting Jiang Qingxue.

After rummaging around the rock for a while, Chen Yu quickly found a pamphlet of animal skins under a pile of rubble, flipped through a few pages at random, and was immediately delighted.

His guess was confirmed. The psychic ghost bamboo can detoxify the black witch snake. As long as the essence of its rhizome is attached to the chest, it can absorb all the toxins in the human body within half a day.

Not all psychic ghost bamboo roots can absorb the toxin of the black witch snake, and the psychic ghost bamboo must be more than ten thousand years old.

The pot of psychic ghost bamboo in the family was obviously not old enough, so the medical saint did not use it to save himself.

The psychic ghost bamboo of more than ten thousand years!

Chen Yu couldn't help but think of the cheap beauty master Mo Yanyan again, the rhizome of the psychic ghost bamboo she dug up is more than ten thousand years old.

"Master, you are the first to list all the good things." Chen Yu secretly cried out in his heart, how could it be so easy to find a psychic ghost bamboo over ten thousand years old.

The psychic ghost bamboo is an existence that can only be encountered, not to mention that it has to be more than ten thousand years old.

In order to treat Jiang Qingxue, no matter how hard it is, Chen Yu can only grit his teeth and insist.

Putting away the animal skin pamphlet, Chen Yu continued to walk to a colder place.

After walking in the dark bamboo forest for a long time, Chen Yu drank all the bamboo cheese wine he brought, and still did not find the psychic ghost bamboo.

His stamina dropped rapidly, he was tired, hungry, and very cold.

My legs are frozen and I can’t take a step. It’s hard to open my mouth again when my lips are closed. If the two lips are frozen together, my mouth will be torn apart when I open my mouth forcibly, making breathing extremely difficult.

In order to reduce heat loss, Chen Yu switched to internal respiration to reduce his own consumption and exercise his energy to drive away the cold.

No more psychic ghost bamboo, even if you don’t starve to death, you will be frozen to death!

Chen Yu looked around, feeling a little desperate.

Chen Yu insisted on walking and climbing for a while, and finally reached the limit of endurance. He couldn't get up anymore when lying on the ground, his eyelids were heavy and he was lethargic.

I couldn't sleep, and I couldn't wake up anymore. Chen Yu kept admonishing himself in his heart, but he couldn't survive in the end and fell asleep in a dizzy manner.

Like a dream but not a dream, like waking up but not waking up, like a nightmare, Chen Yu vaguely heard a voice, a very ethereal and distant voice.

"What are you doing in the dark bamboo forest?" the voice asked, repeating it several times.