"Why don't you take the magic mushrooms and ask the old witch first?"
Although the powerful mushroom has been proven to be a good thing, Jiang Xuan still feels uneasy and does not want Chi Shao to try the divine mushroom directly.
"Okay, then go and ask."
Chi Shao nodded. When faced with unfamiliar mushrooms, one cannot be too careful.
The two brought three magic mushrooms to the bamboo house where the old witch lived and told him what happened.
"God mushroom?"
The old witch opened the small animal skin bag and looked at the three red mushrooms inside, feeling very strange.
"I have never seen or heard of this thing in Donghuang."
"However, since the people of the Mountain Turtle Tribe say that the magic mushroom can allow shamans to meet their patron saint, they must have some magical effects."
"I'll try to see if it's poisonous first."
The old witch took out the exquisite gemstone stone knife and cut a piece as big as half a fingernail from one of the divine mushrooms.
Afterwards, he put this piece of divine mushroom in his mouth, but did not swallow it.
Jiang Xuan's eyelids twitched involuntarily as he watched the old witch's vigorous operation.
If this mushroom is highly poisonous, if the old witch puts it in his mouth and tries it like this, he won't be poisoned to death, right?
But looking at the old witch, he looked very calm. In other words, he had no fear at this age.
After a long time, the old witch said to Jiang Xuan and Chi Shao: "This kind of magic mushroom cannot increase or activate witchcraft power."
After Chi Shao heard this, he suddenly felt a little disappointed.
She also thought that the powerful mushroom could increase the strength of warriors. This kind of magic mushroom specially eaten by witches could increase the witchcraft power in witches.
"However, it can make people's spirits high. Now I feel like I have many more thoughts in my mind than usual."
"In addition, this kind of magic mushroom is not highly poisonous, so eating one should be no big deal, but what effect it has on witches needs to be eaten more to be sure."
The old witch said calmly: "If you don't mind, I can eat one and try it for you."
According to the people of the Shangui tribe, this kind of divine mushroom is very precious, otherwise they would not only give away three.
Because of this, the old witch did not eat it directly, but first asked Chi Shao and Jiang Xuan for their opinions.
After all, I don’t know if I can get this thing again in the future. If I eat one, I will lose one.
Jiang Xuan thought for a while and said: "Yes, but it is best to cook it before eating it. Even if it is poisonous, cooking it can reduce the toxicity a little."
The old witch smiled and said: "You are right, cooking it can indeed reduce the toxicity."
The fire in the fire pit burned day and night. The old witch had two clay pots here, which Jiang Xuan gave him for cooking.
The old witch cut a magic mushroom into slices, threw it into a clay pot used to make soup, added some water, and burned it in the fire pit.
"Gurgling..."
As the clay pot was continuously heated, the water inside slowly began to boil. The spirit mushroom gradually changed from red to light cyan in the hot water.
At the same time, a strong aroma of mushrooms filled the air, making the three people in the bamboo house feel their appetites increase.
After more than ten minutes, the old witch felt that the mushrooms were ripe, so he found a pottery bowl and used chopsticks to take out the mushrooms from the pot.
Chopsticks were one of the utensils that the old witch learned to use after coming to the Vine Tribe. He liked this thing very much that allowed his hands to avoid direct contact with food.
The old witch only had a few teeth, but the mushrooms were very tender and smooth. After being cut into slices, he could easily swallow them.
After he finished eating all the magic mushrooms, he put down his bowls and chopsticks, sat cross-legged on an animal skin quietly, closed his eyes, and felt the effects of the magic mushrooms.
Gradually, Jiang Xuan noticed that the old witch's eyelids were trembling, and then his body also started to tremble.
His expression changed from calm to shock, and then to surprise, horror, anger and other emotions.
He also stretched out his hand forward, saying something vaguely, and even shed tears.
"This...couldn't he be poisoned? Should we save him?"
Jiang Xuan was frightened when he saw all kinds of strange behaviors shown by the old witch, fearing that the old witch would suddenly be poisoned to death.
Chi Shao stepped forward, observed the old witch's condition, and said: "There is no bleeding, no foaming at the mouth, and his breathing is relatively normal. He should be fine. Don't touch him yet."
Chi Shao had been studying as a witch doctor with the old witch for a while. Since she said everything was fine, there shouldn't be any big problem.
Jiang Xuan could only wait uneasily for the old witch to wake up.
After about an hour, the old witch gradually calmed down.
After another half an hour, the old witch slowly opened his eyes and wiped the tears that had not yet dried up from the corners of his eyes.
Jiang Xuan asked hurriedly: "Old man, how do you feel? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"
The old witch shook his head and said: "I'm fine. I just saw the old Eagle Tribe, the Eagle God, and many old friends. I'm just a little excited."
"In addition, I also saw a magical world. There were many animals and plants flying around in the sky."
The old witch looked at the other two intact divine mushrooms and said, "I think I know why this thing is so popular among witches."
"Why?" Jiang Xuan looked at the old witch curiously.
The old witch said slowly: "Because many tribes have lost their original patron saints, and many witches are unable to communicate with gods, but they are eager to see gods and listen to gods' will."
"After eating this kind of magic mushroom, they can 'see' God and see a magical world. It can also allow them to see some people and things they miss, making them believe that God has not disappeared, but is just here. Another place.”
"This is a great encouragement for a shaman who has devoted his life to serving God."
"Even I can't tell whether that magical world is real or a fictitious hallucination created by a magic mushroom."
The old witch suddenly felt a little depressed: "I hope that world is real. In this case, after my death, my soul may be able to reach that world."
After listening to the old witch's words, Jiang Xuan finally figured out what this so-called "spirit mushroom" was.
This should be a poisonous mushroom.
After people eat this kind of mushroom, they will have hallucinations, see a strange world, and see some people and things in the past.
But Jiang Xuan didn't dare to be 100% sure, because this world cannot be explained by common sense.
For example, the psychic vine on the stone mountain cannot be explained by common sense.
Therefore, Jiang Xuan did not dare to say that the world he saw after eating the magic mushroom must be fake. He could only say that there was a high probability that it was an illusion.
After figuring this out, Jiang Xuan suddenly lost interest in the so-called precious divine mushrooms.
This thing can only bring people a wonderful spiritual experience, but it cannot bring substantial help like the powerful mushroom.
However, since the people of the Shangui tribe said that this kind of thing is very popular with witches from other tribes, then it would be good to keep it and exchange it with other tribes for some supplies if there is a chance.
Jiang Xuan thanked the old witch, and then he and Chi Shao left with the remaining two magic mushrooms.
The old witch was sitting in the empty bamboo house. Thinking of the things he saw after eating the magic mushroom, he couldn't calm down for a long time...
After returning to the place where he lived, Jiang Xuan discussed with Chi Shao and decided to dry the two magic mushrooms for long-term storage.
As for when it will come in handy, or whether it will come in handy, it's not very important. After all, this thing was originally a gift from the Mountain Turtle Tribe, and the Vine Tribe didn't put much effort into it.
