Farming by blowing the lamp: the little girl of the fool's family

Chapter 86 Step into the depths of the primeval forest
If you want to gather more precious medicinal herbs, you can no longer just search at the edge of the forest like the day before yesterday, you must go deep into the forest to find any rare and rare herbs.

After the cock crowed a few times, Yang Jiayin opened his eyes.

Li Jinyang's high fever has subsided a little, but the festering wound on his body, after her treatment last night, still hasn't stopped deteriorating. The festering wound is constantly oozing pus, which looks extremely terrifying.

In a coma, Li Jinyang would sometimes gasp a few times due to the severe pain.

Holding a candle, Yang Jiayin went to the kitchen next door to make medicine for him, boil hot water to wipe his body, and rubbed his sore eyes, feeling a little more melancholy and worried.

After clearing everything up, there was a glimmer of white light in the sky.

Fortunately, it didn't rain any more today, which made Yang Jiayin a little relieved, and I just hope that I don't return empty-handed today.

The vicinity of Xiaoling Village is full of primeval forests that few people have set foot in. The last time she picked mushrooms, it was because she was accompanied by Li Jinyang that she felt relieved for no reason.

But if she was allowed to go into the deep mountains and old forests alone, not to mention whether she would encounter any ferocious beasts, even the rotten smell from the leaves that had accumulated on the ground for many years in the dead forest was enough to make her feel sick. My heart was covered with gloom.

Panting, Yang Jiayin was already standing at the edge of the forest.

The morning dew wetted her skirt, and birds flapped their wings overhead from time to time, and the sound of "twittering" penetrated her eardrums.

Stretching his neck to look down the mountain, there were already several houses with smoke lingering on the roofs. After carefully identifying the location of their houses, Yang Jiayin let out a long sigh of relief, took out a sickle from his back basket and cut a The three-fingered wooden stick entered the forest.

After walking for about half an hour, but did not see any valuable herbs, Yang Jiayin was somewhat discouraged.

Her legs were so sore, she sat down on the wet ground, intending to rest for a while before continuing to go deep into the forest.

Taking advantage of the rest time, Yang Jiayin sharpened both ends of the wooden stick with a sickle, so that it was better to be afraid of encountering any wild beast than to be unarmed.

Furthermore, the ground was too wet and slippery, and the pointed wooden sticks could still help her move forward smoothly.

After sharpening the sticks, he cut off a few shorter sticks from the tree trunk beside him, sharpened them, and threw them into the basket.

After everything is done, the sun has come out.

Through the thick layers of leaves, it shines into the forest, adding a bit of vitality to the secluded woods.

The deeper you go, the less the chirping of the birds, and a thin layer of mist rises in the forest. Apart from the rotten smell of the leaves, you can't see the path under your feet clearly. Added a lot of trouble.

While carefully pawing away the weeds and thorns in front of her with a wooden stick, she opened her eyes wide and searched hard in the grass, hoping to find valuable herbs.

Just when she used the wooden stick to pull away the grass in front of her again, she only heard a "hiss", as if something was wrapped around the wooden stick and rolled up by the wooden stick in her hand, faintly some weight.

Yang Jiayin's heart was shaken, and she quickly looked closely. A black snake was entangled on the wooden stick, spitting out long snake letters, and staring at her faintly.

(End of this chapter)