Li Qingfeng's eyes lit up as he thought of this.
Looking at the ginseng doll in the distance, he felt that if he could bring this thing back today, his gains would be immeasurable.
"Sizzle!"
Just then, the sound of electricity reappeared.
Then, in Li Qingfeng's eyes, a white, invisible wave of light shot towards him.
Seeing this wave of light, his first reaction was to put the remaining lighting equipment in his hand, the wolf-tooth flashlight, behind him to block it.
He didn't know if it would work in its current state, but it was worth a try.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
The invisible wave of light passed through the leaves of the fruit trees beside Li Qingfeng, making rustling sounds.
He felt as if his body and brain had received a powerful stimulus, which was very uncomfortable, but it quickly disappeared!
Feeling this, Li Qingfeng quickly looked up at the ginseng doll in the mass grave.
At this moment, the ginseng doll seemed to be staring with wide eyes, looking at the row of beasts and small animals in front of it with extreme anger.
The small animals had already rolled their eyes and foamed at the mouth, falling to the ground, unable to move. The beasts, however, were different; they seemed capable of attacking the ginseng doll.
"Are they trying to eat the ginseng?"
Looking at the ginseng doll's bulging cheeks, Li Qingfeng understood why the wave of light had appeared.
It seemed that the ginseng doll currently had the upper hand.
After all, it was a thousand-year-old ginseng king. Although its attack power was not immense, it was quite capable of dealing with these minor threats.
"My wolf-tooth flashlight!"
Suddenly, Li Qingfeng cried out and took out the wolf-tooth flashlight in his hand.
Looking at the flashlight, which was flickering intermittently, he fell into thought.
Logically, how could such an invisible wave of light suddenly break the flashlight and mobile phone?
Could it be "magnetic field?"
Li Qingfeng couldn't figure it out and could only attribute it to one thing: the ginseng doll had formed its own magnetic field, capable of affecting surrounding life.
His eyes began to feel sore again. Seeing the current situation, Li Qingfeng didn't hesitate and ran forward at full speed.
Indeed, as he ran all the way to the front of the mass grave, no waves of light appeared, suggesting that the ginseng doll had already controlled the situation.
Looking at the somewhat terrifying mass grave, many of the graves seemed to have been neglected for years, let alone tended to or repaired.
Some had been dug up by rats and porcupines, exposing the coffins. Some coffins had rotted, scattering bones all over the ground.
If it were just that, from time to time, small rats would scurry out from the graves, picking up fallen fruit.
Most of the fallen fruit on the ground were small apples, showing a hint of red. The plump fruits were growing well. Li Qingfeng casually snatched one from a small rat's grasp.
Poor little rat, after painstakingly carrying the fruit, it was just a few steps away from its hole when it ran into this scoundrel, Li Qingfeng.
Watching the little rat squeaking incessantly because its fruit had been snatched away, Li Qingfeng smiled helplessly.
He turned and left, leaving the stunned little rat behind.
"Squeak!"
Perhaps because no one had come here for years, these little rats were not afraid of humans. Seeing Li Qingfeng about to leave, several of them blocked his path in a group.
They squeaked at his feet, and then Li Qingfeng felt his rubber shoe sole being bitten by something.
He looked down and saw that the one biting him was the same rat whose small apple he had just snatched.
"Little one! Do you want it back?"
Seeing the little rat jumping excitedly because he had stopped, Li Qingfeng asked with confusion.
As soon as he spoke, he regretted it. How could a rat understand human speech?
He shook his head helplessly, feeling a bit unrealistic.
However, to his surprise, the little rat actually understood his words.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"
The little rat squeaked furiously and even stood up from the ground. Although the rat was not large, it looked quite imposing when it stood up.
"How about this, I can't just give you the fruit for nothing. You get me something, and I'll give it back to you!"
These words from Li Qingfeng were so outrageous that even a dog would cry.
There were many who extorted others, and some extorted their own kind, but extorting a rat was truly unique to Li Qingfeng.
This little rat, however, actually understood Li Qingfeng's words.
After hearing him speak, the little rat squeaked twice and then ran directly into a nearby solitary grave.
Looking at the solitary grave, which was not even as tall as his foot, Li Qingfeng couldn't help but sigh. After all, in a mass grave, such a situation was commonplace.
Since it was a mass grave, who would come to repair it?
Not to mention that Xu Wu had planted so many small apple trees here. The roots alone had worsened the already dilapidated grave mounds!
After a while, the little rat came out with a few friends.
In their mouths, they seemed to be carrying something like a dagger. It looked long, but it was covered in dust.
Upon seeing this, Li Qingfeng's interest was immediately piqued.
He had to admit that today was rather unusual for him, even striking a deal with a rat.
Although business demanded integrity, not inquiring about travelers from all directions, Li Qingfeng still wanted to say, "I've traveled far and wide, but I've never colluded with a rat!"
Seeing Li Qingfeng's stunned expression, the little rats squeaked and released their mouths.
"Clatter!"
A heavy, crisp sound was heard as the dark, slender object fell to the ground.
Looking at the little rats staring at him expectantly, Li Qingfeng thought for a moment and took out the small apple he had just "robbed" from the little rat from his clothes.
As expected, as soon as the small apple was handed over, the little rat's expression changed.
It bit Li Qingfeng's shoe sole again, but quickly turned away.
As if noticing Li Qingfeng's gaze, the little rat held its head high and walked step by step, carrying the small apple, which seemed to weigh as much as itself, back to its nest.
Only after all the little rats had left did Li Qingfeng squat down and pick up what they had left behind.
It was a knife-like object, wrapped in some kind of cloth on the outside. Due to its age, it had weathered and turned black.
The first impression Li Qingfeng had when he touched it was that it was cold!
Bone-chillingly cold! It even carried a faint chill!