After a seven-day long journey, he finally came to the top of the sinkhole, Xiao Qingshi looked at the bottomless sinkhole and asked the master in a low voice: "Master, we won't ~ don't really want to jump, right?" The master smiled and replied to Xiao Qingshi: "You can rest assured, the master has gone down every year, isn't it good now?" Xiao Qingshi looked at the master and replied timidly: "Then go down, master, you have to take care of me!" The old monk took Xiao Qingshi's hand and said: "Don't be afraid, there is a master! You climb on my back and close your eyes, we will go down." The old monk carried the little Qingshi on his back and tied himself and the little Qingshi together with a strip of cloth, the little Qingshi was tightly attached to the master's back, and he felt so down-to-earth in his heart, and he was not so afraid, the old monk walked to the edge of the sinkhole and jumped down with his arms outstretched, and when he went down to about ten meters, the old monk continued to fall down lightly on a raised stone. Xiao Qingshi climbed on the master's back and closed his eyes and felt that he was swinging around like a swing, and after a short time, he felt that the master's body was not moving, Xiao Qingshi opened his eyes, and when he entered his eyes, there were thousands of years old trees everywhere that several people couldn't hold, and a large amount of water vapor produced by the hot springs was like a cloud wrapped around the top of the ancient tree, and the reservoir not far away was filled with fog, "Wow! What a beautiful place!" Xiao Qingshi shouted. The old monk untied the strip of cloth that tied him and Xiao Qingshi, put Xiao Qingshi down, and said to Xiao Qingshi: "Master should rest first, you go around first, and pick up useful herbs when you see them." "The sinkhole is 800 meters deep, and carrying a small clear stone on his back consumes a lot of physical strength of the old monk, so he needs to adjust his body well.

Xiao Qingshi nodded and said, "Okay, master, I'll go and see it again, and try to dig up a ginseng baby to honor the master." With that, he turned around and ran towards the valley.

Under the strict management of the master, Xiao Qingshi has not been free for more than half a year, and now the master can play everywhere when he practices, find some delicious wild fruits, and then see if there is any game. Xiao Qingshi walked at the bottom of the valley for a long time without seeing a single small animal, only some mice running around. Seeing that the sky was dark, his little stomach was growling, he was so hungry! He didn't dare to go back and disturb the master! It seemed that he could only find some fruit to satisfy his hunger, and there were almost no ripe wild fruits in the mountains in spring, and there were flowers and trees blooming everywhere. Xiao Qingshi pushed aside the dense weeds and searched one by one, and when he came to an old elm forest to pick up the tall weeds, many clusters of red fruits suddenly appeared, each of which was as big as a wild grape. Xiao Qingshi looked at how these fruits looked like ginseng seeds? But this is too big, right? What should I do? When Xiao Qingshi was not sure what it was and whether it could be eaten, a little squirrel suddenly jumped onto the fruit, bit a fruit and quickly ran to the tree, seeing that Xiao Qingshi did not catch up, he squatted on the branch and grabbed a red fruit with two small hands, and ate it one bite at a time. Watching the little squirrel eat Xiao Qingshi, I was relieved, I can eat it! Xiao Qingshi was so unceremoniously grabbed the fruit one by one and put it in his pocket, first filling the pocket before eating, this is a habit that Xiao Qingshi has developed since childhood. The pocket was filled with small clear stones before picking it up and sending it to his mouth, although it was not as delicious as the grapes and a little astringent, but it was better to eat than not to eat. Xiao Qingshi sat on the grass, picked it from it and put it in his mouth, and ate until his stomach bulged and he burped a few times, thinking to himself that the master hadn't eaten yet, and the small pocket was too little, so I pulled up this tree and took it back so that I could take more back with it! Xiao Qingshi bent down and grabbed the root of the tree with his two small hands and lifted it hard, but there was no response? "Is it quite sturdy! Then I'll take it away with the roots," Xiao Qingshi said unconvinced. Xiao Qingshi found a wooden stick and pulled out the soil little by little around the roots of the tree, and the roots of the tree were exposed little by little, how could it look like a big radish? That must not be ginseng, the reason why ginseng is called ginseng is because it looks like a human being, has a head, arms and legs. Whatever it is, dig it out first and take it back to the master to see.

When Xiao Qingshi dug to a depth of forty centimeters, he saw its roots, the diameter of the roots was twenty centimeters, and the length was thirty centimeters, Xiao Qingshi saw that he could not pull it out, and he didn't care so much, his hands finally pulled out the roots of the tree with his hands again, and he trotted all the way to the direction of the hot spring. When Xiao Qingshi came to the hot spring, he first picked the red fruits from the trees one by one and put them away, and then began to slowly wash the soil on the surface of the radish with water. A crystal clear large radish appeared in front of Xiao Qingshi, and exuded a burst of tempting fragrance. Xiao Qingshi swallowed his saliva a few times, thinking to himself that this must be a very delicious and delicious thing, so fragrant! It is impossible for every wild ginseng in Changbai Mountain to be in the shape of a herringbone, because wild ginseng grows underground and relies on the ginseng body to absorb nutrients from the soil. Therefore, the shape of wild ginseng is strange, and there are all kinds of shapes. Usually there is ginseng at the tip of the tree, and when you meet ginseng, you have to shout a mallet, and the Northeast has always called ginseng a mallet, and you can't directly say ginseng, and then tie it with a red cloth strip, so that the ginseng will not run.

Xiao Qingshi licked it with his tongue, it felt a little sweet, and he thought that he would eat a small bite first, and there would be no big deal if there was something! He opened his small mouth and slowly approached, and took a small bite on the tail of the radish, and a strong ginseng smell suddenly filled his mouth, and a small piece of ginseng immediately turned into liquid in his mouth, and a warm current flowed from Xiao Qingshi's mouth to the whole body.

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