Chapter Ten

  "Ahh!" Cheng Zihan let out a terrified cry and was about to dodge when Qin Kexiu's anxious voice suddenly rang out.

  "Cheng Zihan, don't dodge, catch it quickly!"

  Cheng Zihan was frightened, in the chaos, she stretched out her hand to catch the thing that fell from the tree, but closed her eyes and didn't dare to take a look. Fortunately, the feeling of holding it in her hand wasn't as wet and slippery as she had imagined, which made her heart feel a little better. She secretly opened her eyes and took a peek.

  "Huh? What is this?" The thing in his hand was entirely reddish-brown, and its shape looked somewhat like a tree. Several finger-thick branches grew out from it, with an umbrella-like crown on top of each branch. The branches weren't long, only about 6-7 centimeters, but they were layered on top of each other, with over ten umbrella-like crowns. This thing looked quite a bit like a large lingzhi mushroom.

  Qin Kes voice was slightly trembling with excitement at this time, and when he heard Cheng Zihans words, he couldnt help but scold: "You idiot! This is a lingzhi mushroom! And judging by its appearance, it has a history of at least several hundred years! This is a good thing!"

  Qin Kesou took a look at the lingzhi in Cheng Zihan's hand, observing its color and the powdery surface. He estimated that this was a mature lingzhi with an extremely high age. Generally, lingzhi only have nine heads, but this one had eighteen. It seemed that it wasn't just the age that was remarkable; he wondered if there were any other special effects.

  Cheng Zihan was about to speak when that majestic and distant voice came out again, "This little brat has a good eye for things, no mistake, this is a thousand-year-old lingzhi mushroom, it already has spiritual energy. I didn't expect that after so many years, I would finally meet someone who can communicate with me, little girl, who taught you this skill?"

  Cheng Zihan felt a little surprised, and his heart was no longer as afraid as before. If the other party had malicious intentions to harm him, they would have taken action long ago and wouldn't have said so much to him. He just didn't know what kind of thing the other party was, and what kind of ability he had. Was it the ability to communicate with some kind of supernatural being?

  "Who are you?" Cheng Zihan calmed herself before asking cautiously.

  "I am the tree spirit of this place." The voice spoke again.

  Cheng Zihan blinked, gazing at the massive tree in front of her. This tree looked like it had a history of several hundred years, probably gaining spiritual intelligence over time? Since humans can be reborn after death, there are probably other strange things in this world too.

  "I don't know why I can communicate with you either." After calming down, Cheng Zihan was no longer so afraid. He thought carefully and seemed to recall hearing a butterfly speak after he woke up, but he hadn't paid much attention at the time. Was this some kind of special ability obtained after rebirth?

  "It should be the ability of divination, little girl Miaozi is not bad, I'll give you another thing to help improve your current ability." Shu Ling said, and another object fell from the tree.

  This time, Cheng Zihan didn't dodge and reached out to catch it with one hand.

  In her hand was a sheepskin notebook, which looked very old. The font on it was crooked and slanted, and Cheng Zihang didn't recognize it, guessing it was some kind of ancient text.

  Just as he was about to ask, a sharp pain like a needle pierced his brain, and some strange words flooded into his mind, causing his head to throb with pain. It wasn't until after a while that this uncomfortable feeling subsided, and Cheng Zihans face also looked somewhat unsightly.

  "Hey, Cheng Zihang, you're not dead yet, are you?" Qin Ke asked with some concern.

  Cheng Zihan rolled her eyes and didn't bother to respond, lowering her head again to look at the sheepskin notebook in her hand, only to find that she could suddenly understand the text.

  "Divination?" Cheng Zihan opened the manual with some curiosity, which detailed that in this world there were many types of spirits, apart from human souls after death, flowers, grasses and insects also had their own spirits. It was just that humans' abilities were limited, unable to communicate with these spirits, but this manual introduced how to communicate with those spirits.

  This is a good thing for Cheng Zihans now! At home, pigs and ducks are raised, and many vegetables, fruits and melons are planted. If you can communicate with these animals and plants, you can understand their needs, minimize the mortality rate and increase the survival rate.

  Cheng Zihan happily put away his handkerchief and shifted his attention back to the big tree, earlier he seemed to be seeking help?

  "I've taken the thing, thank you. You just said there was something I could help with?" Zhi En Tu Bao (repaying kindness) and this tree spirit might be able to help himself in the future, so Cheng Zi Han naturally wanted to build a good relationship.

  "Ahhh——" Just as Cheng Zihan finished speaking, the tree spirit suddenly let out a very mournful and sorrowful moan.

  Cheng Zihan's mouth twitched involuntarily, and then he silently wiped away his sweat.

  "My roots have been bitten by insects, it's killing me, they've made a nest in my roots, ahahahaha, quickly find someone to help me kill all the insects!"

  Cheng Zihan nodded, agreeing for the time being. However, this matter still needs to be handled by an adult, so it's best to go back and tell Father about it later. For now, let's first follow Qin Kexiu to take a look at the lingzhi in the forest.

  Cheng Zihan bid farewell to the tree spirit and followed Qin Kexiu's instructions, eventually arriving at the forest filled with lingzhi mushrooms that Qin Kexiu had mentioned.

  When she saw what was in front of her, Cheng Zihan's eyes widened in shock.

  Reishi! Large pieces of reishi!