Jiang Qi walked in this obsessional fantasy for more than ten minutes, and still could only see tall trees and hear the chirping of cicadas.
There were no living things, only various plants. With Jiang Qi's little knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine, he could only distinguish a few of them, but Jiang Qi knew that the rest were also traditional Chinese medicine.
This is also the reason why Jiang Qi can keep going. This level of density of medicinal materials is either man-made or the specialness of this illusion. Regardless of which possibility it is, it means that it is not simple here.
As for the perspective that he did not possess Sun Simiao this time, Jiang Qi was not surprised at all.
Because this is not the first time. Last time, Yao Guangxiao’s obsession did not end up with Yao Guangxiao himself.
So Jiang Qi is already used to the saucy operations of these big guys.
In this illusion, Jiang Qi is in a state similar to a soul body, unable to touch anything. In contrast, nothing can harm Jiang Qi.
Naturally, I don’t feel tired.
As for time, although Jiang Qi is short of time, he is not short of this.
Jiang Qi walked slowly in the jungle. Finally, after walking for about half an hour, something different appeared in front of him.
That's two people.
There was a man and a woman. The man was wearing tattered clothes and was covered in blood. He seemed to be dying.
The woman's hairpin was also in disarray, and she looked very embarrassed.
The two of them supported each other and looked back from time to time with horrified expressions.
It was obvious at first glance that he was being hunted.
After seeing Jiang Qi, the woman's face was wary at first, then seemed to have discovered something, and turned into relaxed and pleading.
"Taoist Master, help! Save my husband's life!"
Taoist priest?
Jiang Qi frowned, looked down, and found that at some point, his clothes had turned into a blue linen taoist robe.
This outfit is very particular.
In this fantasy world, the time should be at the end of the Sui Dynasty and the beginning of the Tang Dynasty. In this era, cyan is a very time-consuming and difficult color to dye.
But Jiang Qi's linen robe also symbolizes poverty.
The combination of the two will neither make you look down upon nor be too luxurious.
Am I a Taoist priest now?
Jiang Qi didn't know when the clothes on his body changed, and he didn't feel anything.
This means that someone is paying attention here, or that someone has constructed an illusion that changes in real time.
So, this is a test?
"Taoist Master, help! Save my two lives!"
Seeing that Jiang Qi didn't speak, the man spoke with a hoarse voice and a sincere expression as he was dying.
Jiang Qi still didn't move, just looked at the man and woman in front of him quietly, his expressions were indescribably strange.
Sarcastic, funny, indifferent.
For a moment, the scene became quiet, and even the constant chirping of cicadas seemed to have stopped.
As time passed slowly, the pleading on the faces of the man and woman disappeared, replaced by anger and bossiness.
"Damn Taoist priest! Can't you understand human language?! Come and heal your grandfather! Otherwise, you will be cut in half!"
The man said angrily, with the ferocious expression on his face and the dripping blood, he looked like an evil ghost from the underworld.
The woman on the side also silently pulled out a short crossbow. The blood-stained crossbow arrow flashed with cold light and pointed directly at Jiang Qi's heart!
Jiang Qi tilted his head and smiled slightly.
"Whoosh!"
The woman fired the short crossbow directly, and the crossbow arrow trembled and went straight to Jiang Qi's thigh.
This location was chosen very carefully, so as not to hurt people but not their lives.
Of course, this does not mean that these two people had good intentions, just to force the injured Jiang Qi to take out the medicine when treating himself.
The injuries suffered by these two men were also trauma caused by gold and iron weapons.
Jiang Qi pinched the crossbow arrow, played with it between his fingers, and looked at the two people in front of him with a smile.
Then he shook his hand.
"laugh"
The crossbow arrows drew an arc and penetrated the same position on two different necks one after another.
A man and a woman, with their unwillingness and nostalgia for life, completely turned into desperate mandarin ducks.
After meeting these two people, Jiang Qi found that his "way of existence" had also changed, turning into an alternative "entity".
You can touch others and you can be touched by others.
This further confirms Jiang Qi's idea that someone is paying attention here.
"How do you tell that these two people have dirty minds? Their origins are weird?"
At this time, an old and gentle voice sounded in the dark void.
Jiang Qi was not surprised and replied with a smile: "Actually, I didn't see anything, but it's not troublesome to stand there for a while and make a few strange expressions."
"If these are two good people, the little time I wasted will not affect the treatment. If they are evil people."
Jiang Qi didn't finish speaking, but the facts were already in front of him.
If he were a bad person, he would be like this.
"Ha ha ha ha."
Warm laughter came from the void, seeming to appreciate Jiang Qi's little thoughts.
"Just keep going."
said the voice.
"Why don't you just show up?"
Jiang Qi asked tentatively.
After waiting for a while, there was no response.
Jiang Qi shook his head helplessly, stepped over the two corpses, and continued walking forward.
After walking about another two miles, the scene in front of Jiang Qi suddenly opened up.
It's an open space.
It seems to be a man-made place, about the size of a basketball court, with a simple bamboo pavilion set up. It seems to be a resting place for mountain climbers.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
A childish cry came from the pavilion. It sounded weak, but out of instinct, the owner of the cry continued to cry with a hoarse voice.
Jiang Qi walked over without hesitation.
In the bamboo pavilion, there is a stone table with a small swaddling clothes placed on it.
Inside was a baby who looked less than a month old. His face was dirty and covered with snot and tears. The swaddling clothes were also dirty and looked like ordinary linen.
Jiang Qi did not pick up the baby rashly, but just twisted the corner of his clothes, held it up with his ring finger, and wiped the baby's face extremely gently.
The ring finger is the least used and most sensitive finger.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
The baby's crying did not stop. Instead, it cried louder because of Jiang Qi's arrival. It seemed that this little life was trying to prove its health.
Jiang Qi carefully looked around the swaddle, and after finding nothing, he gently picked up the baby.
The next moment, the scene stagnated.
Jiang Qi returned to his "soul body" state again, and the baby in his arms disappeared.
"Why wasn't there any caution this time?"
The old voice sounded again.
Jiang Qi answered without hesitation.
"Because this is the future."
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(End of chapter)
