Chapter 8: Mushrooms and chicks

That's right, God Po, who had only a few hairs on her head, now has a lush long hair on her head. The black glow is so bright, it's just like the long black hair in the shampoo advertisement on TV.
"Do you have any sequelae besides your long hair?" After all, it is your own well, and Lu Qingjiu still has to offer condolences to him. Although this is the result of He Shenpo's inadequate skill...
"Nothing." Mrs. He said, "If there are other sequelae, can my old bones come here?"
"Then did you find anything unusual after you went back?" Lu Qingjiu could only try to ask.
"It's different?" He Shenpo thought for a while, and whispered, "I stewed chicken soup after I went back. The chicken soup seems to taste different from what I usually drink."
Lu Qingjiu: "..."
Yin Xun: "..."
The two fell into a fascinating silence, and both remembered the fact that the goddess He vowed to tell them that the chicken used as a sacrifice could not be eaten.
"Did you really eat the chicken?" Yin Xun said unwillingly, "What's the difference between that chicken in peace?"
God Po He: "Um...It seems to be a special fragrance."
Yin Xun: "...Are you showing off?"
Seeing Yin Xun's expression of grief and indignation, Lu Qingjiu quickly changed the topic and asked God Po He if there was anything uncomfortable. God Po He said that there is no such thing for the time being. Lu Qingjiu asked her to come to herself if she had something to do. To comfort her heart hurt by the black hair, he had to give him another half a catty of pork for her to go back for lunch at noon.
He Shenpo left beautifully, but Yin Xun was very depressed, feeling that he had lost his wife and broke down.
Lu Qingjiu ignored him, quietly entered the house, called the sleeping White Moon Fox, and told him about the goddess.
Bai Yuehu yawned softly, the beautiful Danfeng opened a gap in his eyes, and said lazily, "It's okay, I can't die."
"Is it impossible to die?" Lu Qingjiu said, "Didn't you say that there is still aspiration in the well? Then the aspiration will not be harmful to the body, right?"
Baiyuehu turned over, held his chin to look at Lu Sake, and said, "Is long hair a bad thing?"
Lu Qingjiu: "It doesn't count."
"That is no." Baiyuehu said.
Lu Qingjiu sighed, and he was relieved. The white moon fox is much more reliable than the goddess He. Since he said it was okay, it should be okay, and that long hair is not a negative effect at all. Thinking of his colleagues, if they knew that they would have long black and lush hair, they would have rushed over crying.
Shenpo He was frightened for a while, and she slowly felt relieved when she saw that the hair had no side effects. She was actually too embarrassed to ask Lu Qingjiu for an explanation. After all, people spent money for her to solve the problem, and the problem was not solved. On the contrary, I have more questions, so I smashed my own sign when I said it.
Since then, Lu Qingjiu hasn’t seen God Po He again for a while, until one time he went to the town to go to the market, and Yin Xun saw God Po He and an old man walking down the street holding hands, with a sweet look. When he went back to the village to find out, he realized that God Po was no longer in this business.
"Oh, don't you know, she doesn't know where to plant such black hair, which is very eye-catching. No, the old widow in the village next door saw her right, and she won't get rid of evil spirits after marriage. ......" The gossiping aunt said, "I don't know where the hair was planted, it looks pretty."
When Lu Qingjiu heard this, he looked away with a guilty conscience.
About a month after exorcising evil spirits, Lu Qingjiu finally learned from the local news what had happened in this well.
A year ago, a girl and her boyfriend went to travel, because of some disputes, the boyfriend killed her and left her body in Lu Qingjiu’s old house. Later, her boyfriend disappeared because the two people lived far away from here. , So although the police suspected that the man was suspected of killing, they have not been able to file a case because they could not find the body. Until half a year later, the man suddenly resigned and returned here again. No one knows why he came back. The man's colleagues just said that the man was strange for a while, and his hair kept falling off, but in just one week, his head was completely bald. They thought the man was seriously ill.
The man who returned here never left. The official statement is that he was overwhelmed by his guilt and committed suicide. But the police and Lu Qingjiu who handled the case knew that this matter was not that simple. But anyway, the murderer died and the body was found, and the case was settled.
It's just that Lu Qingjiu will put a bowl of rice at the mouth of the well during the festival, and put a few incense sticks on the rice, as a memorial to this ghost girl who is particularly obsessed with hair.
The spring is getting stronger and the temperature is gradually rising. There has been a lot of rain in the past few days, and Yin Xun is going to the mountain to pick mushrooms.
Lu Qingjiu said, "Are you staring at the chicken in the yard?"
Yin Xun insisted on his last stubbornness: "I bought the chicken myself!"
"But I don't know mushrooms." Lu Qingjiu said, "In case we pick poisonous mushrooms..."
Yin Xun grinned, little tiger teeth glowing white in the sun. He patted his chest and said swearingly: "It's okay, I know!"
"Really know?" Lu Qingjiu looked at him suspiciously.
"Really know." Yin Xun said, "Oh, just pick what I know and eat. If you don't know, let's not pick it."
That's okay, Lu Qingjiu agreed to Yin Xun's proposal, and greeted Bai Yuehu before going up the mountain, saying that he would be ready for lunch today so that he could go to the village's beef noodles.
Bai Yuehu said: "You want to go up the mountain?"
"Yeah." Lu Qingjiu said, "Yin Xun has to go up the mountain to pick mushrooms. Didn't it just rain in the morning? Thinking of picking some mushrooms and stewing chicken, it must be delicious."
Bai Yuehu didn't seem to agree with Lu Qingjiu's going up the mountain at first, until he heard the words stewed chicken, Lu Qingjiu clearly saw that Baiyuehu's eyes seemed to light up, and he said, "I will go with you. Right."
That's right, foxes love chickens. How can I forget this? Lu Qingjiu figured this out, so he didn't worry about it anymore and said, "Okay, if you want."
So the three of them packed their things, took lunch and a basket, and headed for the forest. Shuifu Village is very remote. The surrounding area is almost entirely undeveloped dense jungle, and sometimes animals can be seen. Because it had rained in the morning, the ground was still wet, and the air was filled with a moist scent of soil and trees mixed together. It had a delicate fragrance, and it smelled refreshing.
There is a small road by the side of the village, winding and twisting hidden in the dense jungle. Lu Qingjiu is carrying a basket and watching the roadside as he walks. After a while, he noticed a bunch of white mushrooms just emerging from the grass on the roadside. .
"Mushrooms!" Lu Qingjiu exclaimed excitedly as someone who hadn't seen wild mushrooms much.
"That mushroom can't be eaten." Yin Xun glanced at it, then retracted his gaze and said, "The outer layer of this mushroom is dark yellow, it is a poisonous mushroom."
Lu Qingjiu: "Oh...what kind of mushrooms can you eat?"
Yin Xun said, "The more common, the better. Oh, there are only a lot of mushrooms in summer and autumn. Last year, my neighbor picked a lot and went back."
"Eat all of them?" Lu Qingjiu asked.
"Yes, I ate it all." Yin Xun said, "Now the grass on the head of the grave is more than five meters high."
Lu Qingjiu: "..." Stop talking.
The three of them walked deeper and deeper, and finally found a large piece of white mushroom under a huge ancient tree. Yin Xun checked the mushroom and said that the mushroom was edible, and the white moon fox, who had not said anything, also nodded. Agree with him.
Lu Qingjiu put down the basket and bent over, and began to pick mushrooms seriously. When picking mushrooms, you must also pay attention to the technique, and you can't break them in the middle, otherwise the mushrooms will soon be stale, and you have to pick the roots from the mud. But it can't be finished, or it won't grow in the coming year.
There were a lot of mushrooms, and the basket they were carrying was full soon, Yin Xun said, "Let's go, go home."
Lu Qingjiu nodded, stood up and walked forward two steps with the basket, but almost stepped into a puddle.
"Fuck." Lu Qingjiu was taken aback, "Why is there a beach here."
"Water?" Yin Xun glanced at him with a puzzled expression, "Isn't it there when I came just now?"
"I didn't pay attention..." Lu Qingjiu said, "It looks so strange."
If water accumulates on the ground in general, it is not a big deal, but the problem is that the place where Lu Qingjiu steps on is a flat ground, and the flat ground is covered with fallen leaves. This pool of water stains will appear in the place where the fallen leaves are piled for no reason. Soaked in, but the leaves around it are dry again.
Lu Qingjiu threw a small stone into the puddle, and saw that the small stone made a grunt and disappeared into the puddle soaked with fallen leaves. He immediately widened his eyes because of the sound of falling from the stone into the water. Judging, the puddle seems very deep.
"What is this, is it a hole?" Lu Qingjiu looked at Bai Yuehu, instinctively that he should know the answer.
"It's not a hole." The white moon fox said softly, "It's an animal." He paused for a moment, then added solemnly, "It's not delicious."
Lu Qingjiu: "..." There seems to be something wrong with the point.