The Legend of the Medical Concubine

Chapter 324: Treasure Hunt in the Fog Valley

When the blazing sun was hanging high in the center of the sky, the master and his apprentice stepped into the dreamlike valley. In the valley, the thick fog was like a milky white veil, flowing and lingering in the air, as if it was a mysterious curtain woven by nature herself.

As soon as Xiaoxuan stepped into the valley, she was shocked by the scene in front of her and opened her mouth slightly, her eyes full of amazement. "Master, this place is like a fairyland!" She said softly, with a tremor in her voice, and subconsciously grabbed the corner of Lin Ruoxue's clothes tightly. Her heart was beating "bang bang" in her chest, shocked by this mysterious beauty, and gripped by the fear of the unknown.

Lin Ruoxue frowned slightly, and looked around vigilantly. The fog was thick, and the visible distance was only a few feet. Every step forward seemed to step into an unknown abyss. But she knew in her heart that the more dangerous the place, the more likely it was to grow precious herbs. She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, feeling the faint scent of plants in the fog, and slowly took a step forward with years of experience and keen intuition.

"Xiaoxuan, don't be afraid, follow the master." Lin Ruoxue's voice echoed in the silent valley, with the power to soothe people. Xiaoxuan nodded vigorously and followed the master closely, as if the master was her only beacon in this foggy world.

The valley was so quiet that only the light footsteps and slightly rapid breathing of the master and apprentice could be heard. The sun tried to penetrate the mist, casting golden columns of light and shadows, but was blurred by the mist, like the aura in mythology. The surrounding trees were tall and twisted, with branches waving in the mist, and the occasional ethereal bird calls added a bit of mysterious and weird atmosphere.

Lin Ruoxue's palms were sweating. She carefully avoided the stones and potholes under her feet, and kept an eye out for any traces of herbs around her. Xiaoxuan didn't dare to breathe, her eyes were fixed on her master's back, and her steps were a little staggering.

"Master, will we get lost?" Xiaoxuan couldn't help but ask in a low voice, with a hint of tears in her voice.

Lin Ruoxue stopped, turned around, gently held Xiaoxuan's hand, and comforted her: "No, Xiaoxuan. Master will definitely take you out and find the herbs we need." Her eyes were firm and confident. Although there was a hint of worry in her heart, she had to remain calm in front of her apprentice.

After walking a little further, Lin Ruoxue suddenly smelled a familiar and delicate fragrance. She felt something in her heart and slowly groped in the direction of the fragrance. In a relatively open area, through the thin mist, she saw several herbs that were shining with strange luster.

"Xiaoxuan, look! We found it!" Lin Ruoxue couldn't hide her excitement, her voice trembling slightly.

Xiaoxuan looked in the direction of her master's finger, and her eyes lit up instantly. "Wow, Master, these herbs are so beautiful!" She cheered, temporarily forgetting her fear.

The two approached the herbs cautiously and squatted down. Lin Ruoxue carefully observed the shape of the herbs, and after confirming that they were correct, she gently picked up the tools and prepared to pick them.

"Xiaoxuan, hold this for the master." Lin Ruoxue handed the basket of herbs to Xiaoxuan. Xiaoxuan took it with both hands and stood by carefully.

Lin Ruoxue's movements were gentle and skillful, and she carefully picked the herbs one by one, as if they were rare treasures. As the herbs were put into the basket, a faint fragrance gradually spread and blended with the mist in the valley.

"Master, can these herbs cure many people's diseases?" Xiaoxuan asked curiously.

"Yes, Xiaoxuan. These herbs can help those who are sick recover their health." Lin Ruoxue replied with a smile, her eyes full of relief.

After picking the herbs, Xiaoxuan stood up and stretched. The sunlight shone through the mist on her, as if she was covered with a layer of golden gauze. "Master, shall we go back now?"

Lin Ruoxue looked up and saw the fog was still thick. "Well, we are going to go back. But be careful, the fog is still very thick."

Just as they turned around to leave, a slight "rustling" sound came from behind. Lin Ruoxue's heart tightened, and she looked back vigilantly, but she could only see thick fog and nothing. Xiaoxuan also heard the sound, and she was so scared that she grabbed the corner of Lin Ruoxue's clothes again.

"Master, what's that sound?" Xiaoxuan's voice was filled with obvious fear.

Lin Ruoxue did not answer. She held Xiaoxuan's hand tightly, slowly squatted down, and searched in the mist. The voice was intermittent, as if it was gradually approaching, and it seemed to be just the sound of the wind in the valley. The hearts of the master and the disciple rose to their throats, and the tense atmosphere spread in the mist.

After a while, the sound gradually disappeared. Lin Ruoxue breathed a sigh of relief and stood up. "It may just be the sound of the wind blowing the leaves, Xiaoxuan, don't be afraid. Let's go."

They walked slowly back along the way they came. The aroma of herbs lingered around them and spots of sunlight danced in the mist, as if guiding them.