I survive in the weird Liaozhai

Chapter 36 Hope

Holding the branch, Gu Nian'an walked to the plant with difficulty, slowly squatted down, and then used the branch to gently dig away the soil.

He was a little excited as he looked at the roots that were gradually revealing their yellow-brown surface.

This is an old wild ginseng that he discovered three years ago. Since there has been no demand for it, he just left it there to grow naturally.

Unexpectedly, this ginseng would become his life-saving straw today.

After digging for a while, Gu Nian'an looked at the wild ginseng in his hand, which was about a foot long and still stained with some mud. Without any hesitation, he started to nibble on it bit by bit from the ginseng root.

It was very hard and bitter, and because I had not had water for a long time, my throat felt like it was being cut by a knife every time I swallowed the ginseng root.

But compared with life, these are nothing. At this moment, as long as it can save my life, let alone swallowing ginseng whiskers, I would even swallow stones with all my might.

After gnawing on the ginseng beard bit by bit with difficulty, he gently wrapped the main part with a few teeth marks in leaves and put it aside. This thing was a bit hard and he was powerless to do anything about it.

Then he sat cross-legged on the ground and began to move his qi and blood. The wild ginseng, which was about a foot long, was probably more than fifty years old. This pure natural stuff was completely different from the artificially cultivated fakes in his previous life.

As soon as he had eaten all the ginseng roots, he felt a stream of warm heat surging up along his lower abdomen, then moving along with the blood and qi, traveling throughout his body, slowly nourishing his wounded body.

As night fell, Gu Nian'an opened his eyes. He felt much better now. The efficacy of wild ginseng was really amazing.

After thinking for a while, he picked up the main trunk of the ginseng from beside him and started to eat it raw. Time was urgent and he had to check on the conditions of his master and junior sisters. Now the wild ginseng was the best medicine for recovery.

Alas! As a doctor, Gu Nian'an knew it clearly.

This is not the right way to eat wild ginseng. Although ginseng is very nutritious, he knows his body's current condition best. If he is too weak to be nourished, this thing may become a deadly poison.

After another night of transporting qi and blood, Gu Nian'an opened his eyes in the early morning. As soon as he opened his eyes, he felt dizzy and double images appeared in front of his eyes.

Ha! As expected, taking too much tonic when you are seriously ill can easily lead to problems.

He supported himself on the ground with both hands to steady his body. After a while, when the dizziness in his head gradually disappeared, he felt much better.

I finally made it through, and the life-and-death crisis was almost over.

The most important thing now is to quickly return to Qingyang Temple, or go to the place that makes him a little afraid, "North Slope of Xiaoqingfeng" to confirm some things.

This time, no longer needing support from branches, Gu Nian'an slowly climbed up from the ground, took a deep breath, and adjusted his body for a moment.

With cold eyes and steady steps, he walked towards Qingyang Temple step by step. Some things must always be faced. He wanted results, no matter what the results were, he would not believe them unless he saw them with his own eyes.

But the closer he got to Qingyang Temple, the more his heart sank to the bottom of the valley. Along the way, trees were destroyed and flowers and plants were tilted, as if a level 12 typhoon had passed by, leaving not a single piece of good land behind.

Gu Nian'an stopped and took a deep breath again. He didn't dare to go any further. The situation was so tragic a few kilometers away from Qingyang Temple. What happened to Qingyang Temple? What was the situation on the north slope of Xiaoqingfeng?

At this moment he was terrified, even more so than the terror between life and death.

Time passed little by little, and gradually, it was almost noon. The sky was cloudless and in a barren forest

A lonely figure stood there silently and motionlessly.

He tried hard, but he couldn't move even a step. If he didn't think about it or look at it, there would be hope. If he looked at it, then...～～～

Suddenly, Gu Nian'an raised his head abruptly, his eyes were bloodshot and his expression was ferocious. The madness revealed in his despair made him look like a ghost.

What's the use of reading it? I want the result, no matter what it is.

The master has never done evil, the junior sister has never done evil, and Gu Nian'an has never done evil. If God really has eyes, their Qingyang Temple should not be like this, and he, Gu Nian'an, should not be like this.

Without any hesitation, he took another firm step forward. What supported Gu Nian'an at this moment was persistence and determination.

He was anxious about his master's safety and worried about his junior sister's life and death. That indescribable feeling made him feel as if his body was empty, and the only thing left was his final obsession.

As he got closer and closer to Qingyang Temple, the sound of his heartbeat echoed throughout his body.

This made him feel several times more nervous and anxious. Gu Nian'an kept telling himself not to be afraid, not to hesitate, and not to stop.

He really couldn't stop. He didn't know if he would still have the courage to keep going if he stopped again.

But when the outline of Qingyang Temple finally appeared in his eyes from afar, his body trembled violently and tears flowed down his face involuntarily.

From a distance, the main hall of Qingyang Temple had collapsed, the surrounding walls were broken in many places, several side rooms had become ruins, and even the kitchen was crumbling.

The Qingyang Temple was in ruins, with no trace of human habitation at all.

He passed by Qingyang Temple silently without stopping. He didn't dare, really didn't dare to stop and go to Beishan. There, there might be results.

The young man with bloodshot eyes, hunched over, walked firmly towards the North Mountain. There, there was the last hope.