I really don't want to be a master

Chapter 196 Persimmons
"Cuckoo..."

From nowhere came a bird call, like the sound of a pigeon, in the huge persimmon grove, apart from the occasional wind, there was only the sound of a bird call at this time.The silence was suffocating, and when the red persimmons swayed gently with the wind, they seemed to be staring at people with one eye after another.

"Snapped……"

Liu Yusheng stepped on a dead branch and made a slight crisp sound. He looked around calmly, and then continued on his way.

"Snapped……"

There were more and more dead branches, Liu Yusheng started to make this crisp sound when he walked.Although the sound is not very loud, it is very harsh in the silent woods.He frowned, and looked down at his feet with some doubts.There are many rotten leaves on the ground, and the leaves cover the ground. No one knows what is hidden underneath.

Liu Yusheng squatted down, stretched out his hand and pulled away a few leaves, revealing the black soil underneath.The black soft soil is mixed with a little red.He stretched out his right hand and picked up a handful of soil, put it under his nose and smelled it, his eyes narrowed slightly.It smells like blood!The red mixed in the black mud, could it be?
Liu Yusheng turned around and swept away the pile of leaves behind him, and finally saw clearly what he had just stepped on.Where is the dead branch, it is clearly a gray-white bone full of holes!This bone seems to be a human thigh bone. I don't know how long it has existed. It is extremely decayed and the bone is brittle, so it will shatter when stepped on.

Liu Yusheng continued to pull the leaves expressionlessly. As the area he swept out became wider and wider, more and more things hidden under the leaves were exposed.I saw countless white bones scattered around, human skulls that would shatter when stepped on, I don't know how long they have existed, and there are also fresh hard bones.This seemingly prosperous persimmon forest turned out to be a huge mass grave!
In the huge persimmon forest, one or several dead bones are buried under almost every persimmon tree. These thriving persimmon trees can only grow so luxuriantly with countless people as fertilizer.The bright red persimmons on the tree were all filled with people!These terrifying persimmons seemed to have their own spirituality. They seemed to sense Liu Yusheng's movements and swayed with his footsteps.

Liu Yusheng turned a blind eye to the persimmons on the tree, turned his right hand, and a spell appeared in the palm of his hand.This talisman was shining with golden light, and it looked very powerful. With a shake of his hand, this talisman flew into the night sky and disappeared.After the spell disappeared, Liu Yusheng kicked all the bones around him aside, and then sat cross-legged on the ground.

The silent persimmon forest did not know when the wind blew, and the wind blew the leaves and made a rustling sound.

"Pfft puff..."

It may be that the wind was too strong, and many red persimmons on the tree were blown off, and they fell to the ground with a dull sound.Liu Yusheng closed his eyes and meditated, as if he had fallen asleep, unaware of everything that happened around him.The wind is getting stronger and stronger, whistling and rolling up the fallen leaves, forming small whirlwinds.A whirlwind slowly approached Liu Yusheng, and dissipated the moment it approached him, but the wind picked up two rotten persimmons and rolled them to his feet.

The rotten persimmon oozes bright red juice, brighter than blood, and the folds on the persimmon skin are like the skin of an old man.The persimmon juice slowly seeped into the soil and gradually spread to Liu Yusheng's body.Liu Yusheng was still sitting upright, motionless, his eyes were closed tightly, like a dead person.

Another whirlwind blew, exactly the same as the one just now, and brought a few rotten persimmons as usual.The whirlwind dissipated, and the persimmons continued to ooze bright red juice, slowly seeping into the ground under Liu Yusheng.Seeing Liu Yusheng ignoring one of them, the wind blew more and more quickly, whirlwinds blew over one after another, and there were non-stop sounds in the persimmon forest.That was the sound of countless persimmons falling to the ground and smashing into pieces.

Where Liu Yusheng sat cross-legged, the black soil gradually changed color, and the soft soil became thinner and thinner, mixed with countless rotten persimmons, it was as terrifying as a swamp.This inexplicably appearing swamp began to bubble out of mud, and the sound of gurgling sounded like cooking a pot of rice porridge.

Suddenly, a lump protruded from the red-black thin mud, and it bulged higher and higher. The mud wrapped outside flowed down, revealing a blood-red clay figurine.The clay figurine opened its eyes abruptly, the eye sockets were so red that it was impossible to distinguish the whites of the eyes from the eyeballs.Red soil kept dripping down from its body, and its hands were bluish-black. It opened its mouth wide, and a vine stretched out.

The rattan stretched out longer and longer, rolling straight towards Liu Yusheng.Liu Yu was lively and did not move, letting the rattan wrap him tightly.The clay figurine shook its head and threw down a few puddles of dirt. Its mouth suddenly opened wide, and it threw its head back forcefully, trying to retract the vine and roll Liu Yusheng into its stomach.

"Squeaky..."

The rattan became tighter and straighter, but Liu Yusheng didn't move at all. It exhausted all its strength, but it couldn't move him at all.The clay figurine tried hard for a while but couldn't succeed, and couldn't help but go crazy. Its whole body turned into thin mud bit by bit, and slowly melted into the ground.Its head didn't get into the persimmon mud, leaving only the vine, which entangled Liu Yusheng and began to drag it down the swamp.

The ground under Liu Yusheng was already soft, but now it was mixed with the juice of countless persimmons into a terrible swamp-like mud. Even if a bird stood on it, it would probably sink involuntarily.But Liu Yusheng was so big sitting on it, but he didn't intend to sink at all. Not only that, the weird clay man arched up was extremely huge, but it had no effect after entangled Liu Yusheng and dragged it for a long time.

There was a "cuckoo" cry in the persimmon forest. After the sound stopped, groups of big bags began to arch in the swamp.After these big bags of mud were arched, they turned into clay figurines one by one. The clay figurines all looked the same, with blood red all over their bodies, only their hands were blue and black.

After a while, Liu Yusheng was wrapped into a big rice dumpling by piles of rattan, and a big bag was also raised in the soil under him, pushing him into the air all at once.All the clay figurines worked together and dragged him into the swamp at once. The mud gurgled up and submerged him in a blink of an eye.

The huge persimmon grove returned to calm again, and the swamp formed by countless rotten persimmons inexplicably emitted green smoke, and then began to dry up against common sense.It seemed that all the water was evaporating rapidly, and the swamp soon became a large piece of hard soil.

A gust of cold wind blew, and the leaves rustled.All the persimmons were blown off, and the persimmon forest became dark, and the fiery red color disappeared.But after a while, small red dots reappeared one by one. Looking carefully, bright red persimmons grew out one by one!After a while, all the persimmon trees returned to their original appearance, with countless bright red persimmons hanging on them, like groups of small lanterns.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, the hard soil transformed from the swamp formed by rotten persimmons exploded a big hole!Red juice gushed out of the hole like a fountain, and fell to the ground, sticky and foul-smelling.These juices are like a human artery being cut. At first, they can't restrain themselves from spraying out, but the speed of flowing out becomes slower and slower.Until the end, the red juice seemed to run out, and a figure slowly rose from the cave, sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, who else could it be if it wasn't Liu Yusheng?
Liu Yusheng floated in the air like a living fairy, and finally landed on a dry ground, and continued to sit dry.He remained motionless, his eyes closed tightly, and he seemed unaware of what had just happened.

"Cuckoo..."

A strange noise like a dove spread in the persimmon forest, and the cold wind began to blow again in the silent forest.The wind is getting stronger and stronger, rolling up the dead leaves on the ground, forming a whirlwind one by one.It's just that the whirlwind group this time is much less than last time.

"Turning and turning is so little skill? Sheng Xian really disappointed me." Liu Yusheng suddenly opened his eyes and said coldly.

(End of this chapter)