Chapter 42: Ghost Valley

Wang Musheng came to the side of the bitter spring with a little excitement. After reaching out his finger and dipping it lightly with a bit of bitter spring water, he slowly stuffed it into his mouth and tasted it for himself. This is the best way to confirm it, let alone heavy metals. Poisoning is not arsenic. It should be fine to taste a little!
　　 "Brother Mu Sheng, this can't be eaten, my father said, it is poisonous, and it will die if you eat it."
　　 At this moment, Zhang Xiaohu next to him hurriedly stopped.
　　 "It's okay, you forgot that I am a master's disciple, but I am also very good."
　　 Wang Musheng said.
"Oh!"
　　 Wang Xiaohu scratched the back of his head and responded.
　　 There was no stopping, Wang Musheng finally tasted the taste of this bitter spring, salty, very bitter and astringent, and there was an unexplainable taste.
　　 "Sure enough, it is the bittern."
　　 Wang Musheng was excited, this thing can be made into salt! In such a backward world where table salt can only be collected naturally, it is a strategic material comparable to gold! Sometimes, his value is stronger than gold. In other words, he is equivalent to discovering a gold mine at this time!
　　 But then I thought, my goal in this life can only be to cultivate the Tao, and it is absolutely impossible to choose to be a rich man here, so does it mean that there is any difference between discovering and not discovering?
　　 I thought about it again, although I can't use it, it can be used to make a good cause with others! Besides, does his plan to create a still lack a strong condition? And isn't this the most advantageous condition? As long as you make good use of it, your god-making plan will definitely have a successful start.
　　 "By the way, how did you get the salt from the bittern? It seems that the most important thing is filtration, and then..."
　　 In the days that followed, Wang Musheng had something to do. During the day, he constantly researched the filter device, trying to extract the impurities in the bittern and make the best table salt.
　　 At night, he constantly refines the sickness qi in his body, or perfects his god-making plan.
　　 And the old Taoist priests still leave early and return late, looking for the so-called ancestor god. It is said that he has some clues.
Three whole days passed after such an orderly day. During these three days, Wang Musheng finally produced the ideal table salt, although because of the simple tools, he did not make the salt that was as white as snowflakes in the previous life. This table salt is much better than the salt in this world that Wang Musheng has seen in terms of taste and color. Everything is ready now, except for the east wind.
　　 But Wang Musheng did not wait for the east wind, but waited for a gust of evil wind.
　　 It was on this day, just before noon, when there was no time for lunch.
　　 Zhang Dasheng rushed back in a hurry, and Wang Musheng was stunned by his first words.
　　 "What did you say, the old Taoist priest is lost."
　　 Wang Musheng asked suspiciously.
　　 "No, hey, how do you say?"
　　 "Don't worry, you speak slowly, just speak slowly."
　　 "That's it, haven't we been looking for the whereabouts of the ancestors in the past few days? Today we finally found a clue on the ghost valley, but when we found the place, it was a bottomless pit.
　　 Dao Master wanted to go down and take a look, I wouldn’t let him, Dao Master insisted to go, I couldn’t stop him, and then Dao Master went down.
　　 I just waited outside. I have been waiting for a long time. The Taoist still has no news, so I can only come back to the little master to see if you can do anything. "
　　 Zhang Dasheng looked anxious and finally made his words clear.
　　 "It's okay, you will take me to the bottomless pit now."
　　 "Well, it's in the north, where Guigu, not far."
　　 After Zhang Dasheng finished speaking, he rushed out first, and Wang Musheng hurriedly followed.
　　 The two of them just walked out of the house, and they ran into a group of Orion who rushed over, but they knew that the old Taoist had entered the bottomless pit, and then there was no news, and they rushed to confirm.
　　 After confirming that the news was true, these villagers were enthusiastic and followed them one after another to see if they could help.
Ghost Valley is here soon. The reason why it is called Ghost Valley is that this valley is surrounded by steep walls and rugged rocks. Whenever a strong wind passes by here, it will make a whining sound like a ghost crying. Hence the name.
The bottomless cave is just under the side of the ghost valley. The mouth of the cave is huge, five or six meters long, but it is not bottomed. It is also because of this that this cave has a bottomless cave. It is said that there was a village. There were also daring to explore, but never came up again.
　　 "Little master, you really want to go down."
　　 Zhang Dasheng asked with a worried look.
　　 "Don't worry! Isn't there a rope? It's a little wrong when it's down, I yelled, you can just pull me out."
　　 Wang Musheng patted the rope around his waist and said with a smile.
After all, no matter what you say, there is something to do and something not to do. To be honest, if you are not an old Taoist, you may still be living and dead in Wang’s Village at this time~EbookFREE.me~Although the old Taoist usually speaks unreliable, but The two of them were both teachers and friends. The old Taoist took care of themselves a lot. At this time, the old Taoist was in a deep predicament. It was impossible to let Wang Musheng let go.
　　 What's more, I am not completely without fighting power.
　　 "The little master, you must pay attention to it. If there is something wrong, just call out loudly. When we hear it, we will quickly pull you up."
　　 Zhang Dasheng exclaimed again.
　　 "Well, rest assured!"
　　 Talking that Wang Musheng was holding a torch in his hand, he jumped directly into the cave, and the first thing he saw when he entered the cave was a cave straight down.
　　 A lot of moss can be seen on the walls of the cave, and traces of time remain. Obviously, this cave should not have been dug out by someone or something, it should have been naturally generated.
　　 "No problem, keep playing?"
　　 After confirming that there is no problem, directly reminded to start putting the rope on it.
　　 As the ropes above slowly descended, Wang Musheng's figure slowly descended, and Wang Musheng discovered that this cave became even bigger as it continued to deepen.
　　 But by this time, Wang Musheng still didn't find any abnormalities, he didn't see the bottom of the cave, nor the old Taoist priests, nor even some necessary traces.
　　Wang Musheng couldn't help but wonder how the old Taoist priest got down.
　　 "Is it impossible to fly down directly. If you follow the way of an old Taoist priest, it should not be possible!"
　　 Just like this, Wang Musheng continued to fall while thinking, suddenly.
"bump!"
"what!"
　　 "Quick, it's the cry of the little master, hurry up!"