"In the past, when I traveled with my master, I once encountered a very sinister witch doctor medicine known as Wind Ginseng.
The original form of this Wind Ginseng resembles extremely dry and weak ginseng, with many fibrous roots. It looks ordinary and unassuming even when growing in the soil, and even after several years, it remains the same."
As Yan Daoxin spoke of this thing, a strange expression appeared on his face, as if he had seen something terrifying: "However, if someone irrigates it with human blood, it will rapidly grow and enlarge, its root lumps fatten, and the original fibrous roots will thicken and lengthen, eventually being unearthed looking like a baby.
This thing not only looks like a baby dug up from the ground but also, when cut open, will ooze blood-red sap. The smell is bitter with a faint hint of bloodiness, as if it has been marinated in blood."
Such a creepy thing, Zhu Yu had never heard of before, and upon hearing this, she couldn't help but shiver.
