In the pitch-black hall, a group of foxes huddled together, trembling.
Suddenly...
Bang!
Another loud explosion sounded, coming from the dicine field below the mountain.
Whoosh...
A strange sweet sll wafted in from the wind outside the hall.
The foxes were in a panic.
"Ying ying ying?"
"Ao ao ao?"
What are we going to do?
What on earth happened?
Could it be sothing sinister?
But Master isn’t here!
A group of foxes huddled together, trembling, discussing what to do.
"Ao ao ao!"
"Ying ying ying!"
Even though Master isn’t here, they must guard Fox Mountain!
What’s the most important thing on Fox Mountain?
"Ying ying ying!"
Black Shoes spoke up.
It said the dicine field is the most important.
"Ao ao ao!"
Quanquan Hu spoke up.
It said the ruins are the most important.
"Ying ying ying!" "Ao ao ao!" "Ying ying ao ao!"... The fox disciples started arguing.
Finally... White Ears spoke up.
"Ying ying ao ao!"
It said, rember Master said the most important thing on Fox Mountain is us!
A group of foxes fell silent.
That’s really true!
The most important thing on Fox Mountain is, of course, Master and the disciples! Nothing else is that important.
After reaching a consensus, the group of foxes quickly ca up with a solution... Choose a few senior and junior brothers, fully ard, to sneak down the mountain and take a look. At least find out what’s happening.
The remaining senior and junior brothers would hide well in this dormitory hall!
...
The night path of Fox Mountain is so dark you can’t see your paws.
In the distant forest below the mountain, the top of the Jade Food Tree burns with everlasting Pill Fire, but in this night, it appears as just a single red dot from afar.
A few foxes cautiously relied on their familiarity with the mountain path to make their way down.
Whoosh... A fierce wind blew in, almost sweeping Black Ears away. Luckily, White Ears beside it pulled it back in ti.
They carried the Vengeance Sword, bearing a Small dicine Box, and hung Life-saving dicine Bottles left by Master around their necks, fully ard. They traversed through darkness and wind towards the dicine field.
...
In the pitch-black dicine field, a few foxes followed the sound and sll, looking towards a distant grove.
The commotion ca from there.
They were even more frustrated... That was a forest planted two and a half years ago on Fox Mountain, belonging to the first batch of forests on Fox Mountain. Monkey Head Fruit trees were planted.
As the na suggests, the fruits on the tree are each earthy yellow, furry like a monkey’s head. Master said that once the fruits are ripe and opened, the flesh inside is a pink jelly-like substance, like a monkey’s brain. It has high dicinal value and can be used as a main ingredient to concoct more than ten types of Sequence Eight dicine soup. It’s even an important auxiliary material in Sequence Seven prescriptions.
What happened in the Monkey Head Fruit forest?
They tiptoed, sneakily and slyly, approaching quietly. They hid behind a rock, not daring to make a sound. Even squinting their eyes to hide their dark red pupils as much as possible.
Quanquan Hu didn’t bring a sword but tightly gripped its most familiar Bronze Shovel.
White Claw held a spray bottle in its left paw and a Bronze Sword in its right.
Black Ears picked up a small dicine Bottle, pinching the cap with one paw. If anything went wrong, it would open the cap!
Big Head glanced at the senior and junior brothers, confirming they were all ready, then cautiously peered from behind the rock, listening for any movent... No unusual sounds.
It peeked further, carefully letting its gaze follow the rock towards the forest.
Huh?
It saw a huge crater on the ground of the pitch-black forest!
It seed to have been freshly blasted out!
Pale reddish smoke wafted vaguely from the pit, presumably the source of the strange sweet sll!
What was going on?
Suddenly, it heard a "whoosh" sound, and its eyes caught sight of a Monkey Head Fruit falling from a tree not far away...
It instinctively shrunk its head back behind the rock.
The next mont.
Bang!
A deafening explosion echoed through the dark night!
The raging blast wave disrupted the night!
The strong strange sweet sll swept everywhere!
The foxes hiding behind the rock weren’t hit, but the vibration left them feeling numb all over!
The turf and grassy patches beside the rock were torn apart by the explosion’s ripple, dirt and stones flying everywhere!
Big Head shrank behind the rock, sighed in relief, and shivered.
It was relieved because nothing sinister had happened on Fox Mountain.
Yet shivering because this herb was too astonishing!
Does Monkey Head Fruit have this effect?
Master never ntioned it!
...
Finally, daylight ca to Fox Mountain.
Though the skies remained overcast, the wind in the mountains didn’t cease.
A slide stopped at the dicine field, and there was Bai Mo.
Dozens of foxes were behind him, master and disciples together, looking at the distant Monkey Head Fruit forest.
Bang!
Just in ti, another Monkey Head Fruit fell and exploded, sending a gust carrying that strange sweet sll sweeping over!
The foxes’ fur was disrupted by the wind, their eyes unable to open.
Once the dust settled, they adjusted their fur, looking at their master.
What are we going to do?
The fruit exploded wastefully!
The forest floor was blasted, torn apart!
The roots of the fruit trees were blasted and severed!
Even so fruit trees were blown apart!
If this continues, the entire grove will blow itself apart; the grove will be committing suicide!
Such a well-grown forest, turning into this ss, what should be done?
Bai Mo, sitting on the slide pole, pulled at his lips, feeling sowhat frustrated.
There is no record in the literature of the Monkey Head Fruit having explosive properties!
"Let’s solve the imdiate problem first."
Once the explosive aftermath dispersed, more wind blew towards the Monkey Head Fruit forest, Bai Mo raised his hand and scattered a handful of light grass seeds.
The grass seeds scattered with the wind, landing in the Monkey Head Fruit forest, on the land riddled with holes from explosions. They quickly took root, sprouted, and grew tendrils at a speed visible to the naked eye. The tendrils branched, curved, coiling up, gradually growing into a thick green carpet on the ground, weaving densely, covering the entire Monkey Head Fruit forest.
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