An San curled his lips and said lightly: "The more bright the mushrooms in the forest are, the more poisonous they are. Even children know this." The sick scholar smiled faintly, "Is that right? If this is the case, Mr. Zhuo should not pick things casually to eat. Not all poisonous mushrooms in this world are brightly colored."

"Thank you for the reminder."

The rich businessman was obviously dissatisfied with the fish that his guards grilled. He took a few bites and threw it down, pointed at Zheng Kui and said, "You! Go and get a few wild game!"

Zheng Kui looked at the dark sky and was a little hesitant. The reason they chose to camp outside the woods was because it was not very safe in the woods at night. The sick scholar sat up and looked at the rich businessman faintly and said, "If you want him to die, please let him in." The rich businessman seemed a little afraid of the sick scholar, and when he saw him say this, he could only speak depressedly.

After dinner, Han Mingxi seemed to lose his energy during the day. He sat near the fire and watched a stone closed his eyes and rested. After packing up his salute, An San got up and jumped on a big tree not far away. Sitting on the tree branch, he listened silently to the chat of the few people below. On the contrary, Ye Li was a little bored. She sat on the side of the fire and chatted with Zheng Kui from time to time and threw a firewood into the fire. During the chat, Zheng Kui told Ye Li that the rich businessman named Liang was a big drug dealer in the northwest of Da Chu. He had a wealthy family. This time he came to Nanjiang because he heard that a very precious rare medicine was born in southern Xinjiang, and it will be in Nanjiang in June.

The capital city was publicly traded. Of course, there were also some of the people who boasted by Mr. Liang who was unwilling to be lonely. Ye Li and Zheng Kui came from a scholarly family in Yunzhou. This time he made a special trip with his guards. As for Han Mingxi, he was a friend he met in Guangling and enthusiastically accompanied him to southern Xinjiang to play. Since the other party had known Han Mingxi's identity for a long time, Ye Li naturally didn't have to hide it for him. He only said that he met at Qingfeng Mingyue Tower in Guangling. After hearing the words Qingfeng Mingyue Tower, Mr. Liang's face filled with flesh suddenly became radiant, and he pulled Ye Li to talk about his experiences at Qingfeng Mingyue Tower.

"Is Mr. Chu from Yunzhou?" The sick scholar on the side suddenly asked, "Does Mr. Chu know about the Xu family in Yunzhou?"

Ye Li raised her eyebrows and said, "Isn't this young man joking? As a great Chu person, who doesn't know about Xu's family in Yunzhou? Although she didn't have the chance to study at Lishan Academy, she really admired the gentlemen of Xu for a long time."

"Is that so? Cough cough... Speaking of which, since Mr. Chu admires Xu in Yunzhou, he must have heard of the name of Mr. Qingchen?"

Ye Li looked over and looked at him, with a little more admiration in his tone, "Young Master Qingchen... Master Xu became famous as a young man. I only regret that although he was half a year older than Mr. Xu, he still accomplished nothing. I am really ashamed." The sick scholar looked up at him, with a little temptation in his eyes and said with a faint smile: "Is that right? Maybe Mr. Chu will see him when he goes to southern Xinjiang this time."

Ye Li was shocked, and a calm expression showed a hint of surprise and said, "Seriously? Young Master Qingchen is in southern Xinjiang at this time?"

The sick scholar sat up and said, "Yes, Young Master Qingchen is indeed in southern Xinjiang at this time."

"That's great. I hope I can see Mr. Qingchen when I go to the capital of Nanzhao, and I'd like to ask him for advice." Ye Li lowered her head and whispered carelessly. She ignored the look of the sick scholar, and Ye Li thought quickly. Xu Qingchen traveled around the world when she was a teenager and had always been unpredictable. Ye Li didn't believe that he could not even hide his whereabouts. But the sick scholar could get news about him in southern Xinjiang when he was in Xiling... and it seemed that he knew exactly where he was, which made Ye Li have more bad premonitions. Why did the sick scholar go to southern Xinjiang for this trip to southern Xinjiang? Is it related to Xu Qingchen?

Late at night, the flames burning on the wild ground gradually disappeared. The woods under the night sky were quiet, but the sound of insects and birds singing. Han San, who was leaning on the tree branch, moved and coughed lightly. Ye Li, who was leaning against the fire and sleeping with her eyes closed, slowly opened her eyes, her eyes clear and without any sleepiness. She turned around casually and looked at the tree. Han San on the tree nodded slightly. Ye Li closed her eyes again and fell into a deep sleep.

Suddenly there was a faint fishy smell in the air, accompanied by some strange rustling sound and some songs that could not be heard clearly. It seemed that something was crawling through the grass in groups. An San frowned slightly, remembering something that he hated very much, and sat up and floated to the ground. An San's sleeping sick scholar who had just landed, immediately opened his eyes. Seeing An San frowned in question, An San did not look at him, walked to Ye Li and whispered: "Young Master, there is movement."

While Ye Li opened her eyes, Han Mingxi and Zheng Kui on the side also started to work at the same time. Han Mingxi yawned lazily and asked, "What's wrong?"

An San said calmly: "Something is coming."

"Things? What?"

An San said in a deep voice: "I guess... it's a snake."

"snake."

"Snake." Ye Li and the sick scholar said in unison. The sick scholar looked at Ye Li, and Ye Li stood up and said, "I smell the fishy smell of snakes. There are many snakes."

Han Mingxi said, "I forgot that Jun Wei is good at making spices and is naturally more sensitive to the taste."

Zheng Kui said anxiously, "Stop talking about these things now, what should we do?" Han Mingxi said indifferently, "What should I do if there is anything good? Let's go." Young Master Fengyue was extremely skilled, and he would not have to worry about not being able to leave anywhere. An San frowned and said, "I'm afraid I can't leave, listen... there are sounds everywhere." Except for the Master Liang and the butler, everyone else was all martial arts people, so naturally they could hear whether what An San said was true or not. Han Mingxi snorted and quickly slapped the branches and fell back to the ground less than a moment, and cursed, "I am annoyed in this broken place in southern Xinjiang. Where are so many snakes coming from?"

No one paid attention to his complaints. An San had quickly taken out various anti-venomous insects and snake medicines prepared in advance. The sick scholar shook his head and said, "If there are too many, I'm afraid it's useless."

People who have never seen it can never imagine how terrible such a scene is. In the night, the group of black snakes surged from all directions, "What's going on?" Mr. Liang screamed in a slight voice. The butler beside him had already been so scared that he was soft on the ground.

"Shut up!" the sick scholar scolded, frowned and looked at An San, "There are too many snake groups, and using snake-removing medicine will only make them more manic."
Chapter completed!