"My name is Ye Qing, and I'm going to Anyang for a study tour!"
Ye Qing avoided the light and took the serious approach.
"Study tour? Are you a scholar?" Yang Guan was surprised, then suddenly realized, and said to himself: "Yes, you have been holding books all day long and reading non-stop. You look like a nerd at first glance."
"However, you are a weak scholar who dares to go out on a study tour alone without anyone else. Isn't it too courageous?"
"Who said that scholars are powerless?" Ye Qing smiled and said: "Besides, I am not alone. Don't I have Brother Frog accompanying me?"
"Quack"
In the darkness, a frog croaked, and the Kung Fu Frog suddenly rushed out, performed a difficult somersault in the air, and landed on a rock.
Yang Guan was startled, and then he saw clearly that the strange thing in front of him was the strange frog squatting on the donkey's head before.
It was just that he was far away before, so Yang Guan didn't feel anything, but now he felt palpitations and fear. The little frog looked like a terrifying monster in front of him, weighing him down and making him unable to even give birth. A hint of courage to resist.
"Xiaoxiao...brother, this..." Yang Guan's whole body stiffened, his voice was trembling, and he couldn't say a complete sentence.
"Don't be afraid, his name is Kung Fu Frog and he won't hurt anyone!" Ye Qing patted Yang Guan on the shoulder and said with a smile.
The hearty laughter gradually relieved Yang Guan's fearful mood, but he was still a little nervous and swallowed: "Is he really... really not going to hurt others?"
"Of course not. Don't you think I'm fine? Aren't you still alive?" Ye Qing smiled, then looked at Kung Fu Frog and said, "Brother Frog, Brother Yang just gave us a bowl of broth." , it’s indecent to come and go, do you have to express your gratitude?”
Kung Fu Frog thought for a while, patted his belly, and a bottle of wine appeared in his hand, and handed it to Yang Guan.
Yang Guan subconsciously took a step back and did not dare to answer, but looked at Ye Qing.
Ye Qing said with a smile: "Brother Yang, don't be nervous. This bottle of wine is Brother Frog's gift in return. This is Brother Frog's favorite thing. Don't refuse it?"
"Really?" Yang Guan took it tremblingly. Seeing that nothing happened, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you, Brother Frog!"
"Quack!" Kung Fu Frog croaked, walked to the broth, picked up the bowl, and took a sip. Then his eyes lit up, and he quacked a few times to Yang Guan, as if to say it was delicious, and then drank a big gulp. stand up.
"Haha..." Seeing that Kung Fu Frog liked his broth very much, Yang Guan immediately relaxed and felt a sense of pride in his heart. He said to Ye Qing, "In that case, I will go back first."
"Okay, Brother Yang, walk slowly!" Ye Qing cupped his hand. Yang Guang just took a few steps and seemed to remember something: "Little brother, when you sleep at night, stay closer to our camp. It will be safer."
But just as he finished speaking, he suddenly thought of Kung Fu Frog. With such a terrifying monster around, what danger should he be afraid of? Is it any wonder that the other party dares to go out on a study tour alone? He couldn't help but feel embarrassed and scratched his head.
"He is a good man!" Ye Qing smiled slightly. Although Yang Guan was a bit arrogant, he was straight-tempered, simple-minded, and not bad-hearted. He handed over his hands and thanked him: "Thank you, Brother Yang, I understand!"
"Hehe..." Yang Guan touched his head, smiled honestly, waved and walked towards the camp.
"Yang Guan, what happened? Why did you come back now?" After returning to the camp, Yan Feng stepped forward and asked.
Yang Guan scooped up a bowl of soup and took a sip: "It's okay, I just chatted with little brother Ye Qing for a while!"
"Ye Qing?" Yan Feng asked with great interest about the young man's name: "Then have you found out clearly? What does that young man do and where is he going?"
Yang Guandao: "Ye Qing is a scholar and is going to study in Anyang County."
Yan Feng was surprised and said: "Scholar, you dare to go out on a study tour alone. Isn't it too courageous?"
"Hehe..." Seeing that Yan Feng had the same reaction as him just now, Yang Guan showed a wicked smile: "Why, who said that scholars can't go on study tours alone? Besides, who said that little brother Ye is alone?"
After saying that, he turned and left.
Yan Feng: "..."
Sure enough, after a day without spanking, his skin becomes itchy and he dares to tease him!
…
In the middle of the night, everything is silent.
Yang Guan and four night guards sat around the fire, chatting and looking around vigilantly.
But no one noticed that a faint fragrance mixed in the night, floated over, and filled the surrounding camp!
Suddenly, Yang Guan stood up and walked out of the camp.
The other four people seemed to have not noticed their departing companions at all. They were chatting to themselves, and they would say a few words to the empty place from time to time, as if there were still people there, which was strange and inexplicable.
After Yang Guan left the camp, he walked straight towards the woods nearby, waving as he walked, as if someone else was calling him in the woods.
But the strange thing is that there is no one in the small forest, there is only a faint mist, and in the mist, a strange bird squatting on a high tree branch.
The strange bird is as big as a crow, has jet black feathers, and has a pair of green eyes that shine faintly in the night sky.
What's strange is that this strange bird has a long tail behind it, like a rat's tail, and bursts of fragrance emanate from the tail.
At this time, the strange bird looked at Yang Guan, who was approaching step by step. A trace of human joy and cruelty flashed in his green eyes. The tail under his body was swaying gently, and the fragrance became stronger.
"Brother Yang, what are you doing here?"
Just when Yang Guan was about to walk under the tree, a hand suddenly fell on his shoulder and stopped him.
Yang Guan felt a gentle breath pouring into his body, and his slightly confused head suddenly became clearer. He turned around and saw Ye Qing's warm smile.
"Little brother, it's you, you scared me!" Yang Guan smiled, and then explained: "My friend just called me, hey, where is he?"
Yang Guan looked at the deserted woods in confusion. He just saw his friend standing here, why did he suddenly disappear?
"Friend?" Ye Qing raised his eyebrows and smiled, pointing at the tree: "You are talking about it, right?"
Yang Guan looked up and saw a strange bird, its deep green eyes staring straight at him, making him shudder and feel chilled in his heart.
"What's this?"
"The rosemary bird is a blood-level monster, shaped like a crow, with a rat tail behind it. The rat tail can emit a scent like rosemary, but this scent has a strong psychedelic effect and can cause people to have... Illusions, using illusions to lure others to come.”
"When someone comes to it, the rosemary bird will emit a strong fragrance, gradually paralyzing the other person's nerves. Then, the rosemary bird will land on the other person's head, peck open the person's skull, and eat the brains and other things. During this process, the paralyzed person will not feel any pain and will continue to live until all the brain matter is eaten away before he or she dies."
"So, the friends you just saw were all illusions!"
"Ah..." After hearing this, Yang Guan's eyes widened and he touched his head. A layer of cold sweat broke out on his back. If it weren't for Ye Qing, the consequences would be disastrous.
"How about it, Brother Yang, do you still want to find friends?" Ye Qing joked.
"Hey, little brother, please stop teasing me!" Yang Guan smiled awkwardly, then became angry and slashed at the rosemary bird on the tree.
But as soon as he moved, he was stopped by Ye Qing: "Brother Yang, you don't need to do anything!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Rosemary Bird suddenly fell from the tree, its neck was broken, and on the branch of the tree, the figure of Kung Fu Frog slowly appeared.
"Brother Frog!" Yang Guan put away his knife. How could he forget this great god?
"Quack!" Kung Fu Frog cried out and jumped down from the tree branch.
When the rosemary bird fell down, Ye Qing squatted down, took out a small knife, first cut off the rosemary bird's tail, then slashed upward along the tail, and took out a gallbladder from the rosemary bird's belly. It's the same thing, but strangely it doesn't have any fishy smell, but has a faint fragrance.
"Little brother, what is this?" Yang Guan asked in confusion when he saw Ye Qing put away the gallbladder-like thing.
Ye Qing said: "This is the rosemary bird's sachet, just like a poisonous snake's venom sac. It contains the rosemary bird's fragrance that can confuse others."
"What's the use of this?" Yang Guan asked curiously.
"It has many uses. This fragrance can be used as incense, spices, elixirs, and martial arts." Of course, besides that, rosemary sachets are also used for making One of the ingredients of Fantasy Incense.
"Oh!" Yang Guan responded dazedly.
After seeing Ye Qing put away the sachet, he took out a porcelain bottle and collected the rosemary bird's blood.
"What are you doing collecting this blood? It stinks. Can't this thing be used to make medicine?" Yang Guan asked confused.
Ye Qing filled the blood, handed the porcelain bottle to Yang Guan, and explained with a smile: "The blood of the rosemary bird cannot be used to make medicine, but it can be used to save lives!"
"You and your friends have all smelled the fragrance of rosemary. This fragrance itself contains a certain amount of toxins. If it is not removed in time, you will wake up tomorrow morning with a splitting headache, nausea, dizziness, and illness. a few days."
"And the blood of the rosemary bird can just remove the toxins in your body! When you go back, give each of you a drop, but don't drink more, and you'll be fine!"
"Ah..." Hearing this, Yang Guan was stunned again. He did not doubt Ye Qing's words. If not for Ye Qing, he would have died long ago.
But what he saw and heard today gave him a rather dreamy feeling. A boy younger than him actually knew so much about weird things. Even some people who have been dealing with weird things all year round may not know. The key to this is really incredible.
"What's wrong?" Seeing that Yang Guan didn't speak and just stared at him blankly, Ye Qing asked.
Yang Guandao: "Little brother, how can you, a scholar, know so much about weird things?"
Ye Qing raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said with a hint of a smile: "As a scholar, isn't it normal to know these things?"
Yang Guan: "..."
Is it normal?
Aren't normal scholars just those who know this? How could they know these things?
Are you a fake scholar?
