Shang Yan looked alert.

"Yaaa." The gray ginseng spirit raised the ginseng in his hands high.

Shang Yan hesitated a little: "Liao Jin, is this kind of grass and tree roots dangerous?"

"Except for some vegetative monsters that have realized illusions and natural toxins in their bodies, as long as you don't let them penetrate into your body, there is generally no danger." Liao Jin said indifferently: "Besides, I'm still there. I will help you with any danger."

"I believe you, what else can you help me besides controlling the iron zombie?"

"Help you ring the bell for Moon Worshiping Well, and I'm just a ghost now."

With the grey ginseng spirit's expression of praying, Shang Yan squatted down and began to take the ginseng from its palm, and then carefully glued it to the grey ginseng spirit one by one.

During the whole process, the gray ginseng essence was very happy, and the ginseng branches and leaves on the top of the head couldn't help but sway gently.

When the last ginseng was stuck, the gray ginseng spirit kept bowing to Shang Yan with a "Yayayayayaya", as if it was thanking Shang Yan for his help.

"This ginseng spirit is quite humane." Shang Yan was amused.

Liao Jin floated to the coffin and said, "I think you should be worried about this old corpse now. Can you pay the wrong handover when it is like this?"

Shang Yan quickly got up and looked into the coffin, and he was in a state of discomfort.

I saw the position between the old corpse's chest and abdomen. Because the gray ginseng spirit had just broken out of its body, a blood hole the size of a basketball appeared at this moment, and the shroud on the old corpse's body became torn and ragged.

The ribs that were squeezed to the point of breaking and turning out were quite troublesome to Shang Yan.

As the saying goes, the dead are the most important. When Li Mingze sent his father over, he was completely complete and unharmed, but now...

"If Li Mingze and his family saw this, they would not have to fight for me." Shang Yan covered his chest with a headache.

Shang Yan didn't notice that when he looked at the old corpse, the gray ginseng spirit who was originally standing at his feet suddenly stepped on his short legs and ran away.

"Liao Jin, you are experienced. You Maoshan disciple, do you have any solutions? Let me tell me about it." Shang Yan asked hurriedly.

"What can I do? This pit is too big." Liao Jin looked at the big hole in the old corpse's chest and shook his head helplessly.

Because the gray ginseng spirit escaped from the old corpse, all the branches and leaves on the old corpse's face began to show signs of withering. Shang Yan temporarily put the problem of the pit on the old corpse's chest aside, intending to deal with the branches and leaves first.

However, when Shang Yan was planning to go to the kitchen to get rubber gloves, he realized that the gray ginseng essence was missing. Shang Yan suddenly became anxious. He didn't know whether the gray ginseng essence was harmful or not. If it was allowed to escape, Shang Yan was very worried about the threat that the gray ginseng essence would pose to the residents of Dongmu Town.

At this moment, a sudden silence of Dingling sounded in the storage room, and a small thing dragged a big guy to slowly run out of the storage room.

Shang Yan immediately looked at it and it was the gray ginseng essence.

I saw it holding an extra-large brown-red flowerpot with both hands, and his face looked very happy.

Drag the flower pot to the hall, the gray ginseng spirit crawled in directly, then lay on the edge of the flower pot and waved to Shang Yan constantly.

"Yaaaa!"

Shang Yan was relieved when he saw that the gray ginseng spirit had not escaped. However, he was very uncomprehensible about the gray ginseng spirit's behavior of the inexplicable flower pot.

What is this to do?

"Yaya, yeah." Seeing that Shang Yan had no movement, the gray ginseng spirit quickly increased the frequency of his wave, as if he was calling Shang Yan over.

Shang Yan tried to get close to the flower pot, and saw the gray ginseng essence slipping directly into the basin, just like a baby who was planning to go to bed but was waiting for his father to cover himself with a quilt.

"Fishes need water, and plants and trees need soil. You are lucky. This ginseng spirit seems to have a good impression of you. You obviously have the chance to escape but don't choose to leave. You can dig some soil and bury it, so that it will be much more honest." Liao Jin said.

According to Liao Jin's explanation, Shang Yan directly moved the gray ginseng essence and the flower bed to the backyard, and then used a shovel to start pouring soil into the flower pot.

When I saw the soil, the gray ginseng essence was like a child taking a bath. My hands kept stirring the soil in the flower pot, and at the same time fiddling the soil on myself, it really looked like I was taking a bath.

Soon Shang Yan filled the soil of the entire flower pot, and the gray ginseng essence was pressed to the bottom of the flower pot and disappeared. However, before Shang Yan could lift the flower pot, the soil in the center of the flower pot suddenly bulged, and then a small head emerged from under the soil.

"Yaaa!" The gray ginseng spirit laughed and looked very happy.

At this time, the gray ginseng spirit stayed in the flower pot without moving, with only one head exposed outside the soil. If it weren't for the fact that there was a branch and leaf on its head, it would really look like Shang Yan was burying a child alive.

After moving the flowerpot back into the house, Shang Yan asked Liao Jin: "Is that okay?"

"Yes, as long as the ginseng spirit is not frightened, it will not actively run out of its shelter."

Shang Yan nodded. Being able to control the gray ginseng essence can be considered a solution. Next, you only need to find a way to deal with the problem of the old corpse.

Take rubber gloves from the kitchen and put them on, Shang Yan began to pull up the gray branches and leaves left on the old corpse's face. Liao Jin had said before that once the vegetation monster penetrated into the human body, the branches, leaves and roots would become densely entangled everywhere in the human body's skin and flesh like nerves. This is indeed not a joke.

Through the lights in the house, Shang Yan could clearly see that the tongue, gums, upper palate, lower jaw, flat conductor and other places in the mouth of the old corpse were rooted and parasitic by branches and leaves.

The most exaggerated one is the thick branch that grows directly from the throat, as thick as a normal person's wrist. Fortunately, the person who was drilled into the body by the gray ginseng essence was a dead person. If it were a living person, he would be able to understand what life is worse than death in minutes.

In addition to the serious problems with the mouth, the nostrils, eyes, and these parts are also very bad.

Shang Yan was like pulling a radish, reaching out his hand to pull out the branches and leaves he could touch, giving the dead a decent look.

Fortunately, after the gray ginseng spirit left the old corpse, the gray branches and leaves that grew seemed to have lost their vitality and withered and withered. Shang Yan could only clean and neatly remove them, otherwise the difficulty would increase at least several times.

After half an hour passed, the old corpse's face was completely renewed, and there was no trace of the branches and leaves.

"This smell is really heavy." Taking off the gloves one by one, Shang Yan immediately ran outside the back door and breathed fresh air.

The seventh corpse head has passed, and it has been left for a long time, and it is as hot as it is today, so some indescribable odors will inevitably appear on the body. Shang Yan has survived the whole process by suffocating his nose with tissues.
Chapter completed!