Quick Travel: Crazy Literature

Chapter 375 Witch (7)

"crash"

"dong dong dong"

Natalie and Eric saw the big black bear was silent due to fear: "..."

"!!!"

They were leaning against the wall of the pit, and when they saw this, they didn't care to be afraid. They climbed up with messy faces and hid on the other side.

"This damn black bear!!"

Eric was shaking with anger. He drew out his sword and pointed it at the big black bear's butt. "I'm going to kill this damn beast!"

The tree roots not far away covered their noses and shook with joy.

The big black bear looked at her with his big eyes, and his heart relaxed. He released more energy from his butt, "Ah——" It felt so refreshing!

The two people underground were forced to smell the stench, and they couldn't even faint because the smell was too pungent and too pervasive.

Seeing how much they were "enjoying" it, how could Heshan not be understanding?

She used the same trick again and invited more forest friends to come here to vent their physical needs.

A few days later, looking at the two people with pale faces, Heshan felt very distressed. Why are you two working so hard? Can't you just lie down in the pit? Why do you have to come up and suffer?

That's right, Natalie and Eric were trying hard to get out of the big pit. They dug hard on the earth wall, flattened the fallen soil with their feet, and then raised their height little by little, taking the opportunity to escape.

Heshan doesn't bully people, so let them dig.

"Hoo Hoo Hoo"

"Ow Oo"

“Awooooo ...

The pit was surrounded by a bunch of jackals, tigers, leopards, and a big black bear. They were staring at each other covetously but refused to leave. They looked into the pit with greedy eyes, scratching and digging on the ground with their claws. Why couldn't they say a word to the two people in the pit and run towards each other in the opposite direction?

Natalie had been digging for too long and her hands had lost feeling, but she still persisted. Even though there was danger outside, she could not give up. She knew that she still had a chance of survival if she got out, but she could only wait for death in the pit.

"Eric, take a break."

Natalie pursed her lips and looked to the side worriedly. Eric hummed but did not stop. He was better off than Natalie because he broke his sword, making it easier to dig down the mud wall.

"Are you regretting this, Eric? I'm sorry, it's all my fault." Natalie couldn't help but throw herself into his arms.

Eric paused, and his heart softened when he heard his beloved girl crying. He hugged her back and sighed, "Natalie, I'm just frustrated that I didn't protect you well."

This was true, but he did regret coming to the dangerous Great Jersey Forest and regretting accompanying Natalie to find the legendary witch.

That's fake, he shouldn't have come.

But Natalie was too fragile now, and he couldn't say it directly, as it would hurt her weak heart.

Natalie burst into laughter and said, "Eric, this is all the fault of the evil devil. He made us suffer all this. Don't be discouraged. You are my hero and the greatest warrior in my heart!"

Eric felt better after hearing her praise, and the two of them warmed each other up and were full of affection. However, the ambiguous atmosphere was broken by a series of "bang bang" sounds the next second.

Oh, the damn beasts are pooping again.

The smiles on their faces disappeared and they continued to dig the pit wall, enduring the stench.

Heshan: Hehehe.

Zhuzhu silently closed his eyes to the outside world. The scene was too beautiful and he dared not look at it!

"Coward, I dare to watch"

The king laughed at him and then turned around and spit.

Thinking that it would take another two days to dig these two, she withdrew her thoughts, dug out the original owner's memory, and began to study the configuration of various potions. As smart as she was, she configured the antidote to the potion the next day.

Scorpio grass, five spider hearts, and all kinds of strange magical plants are put in a pot according to the proportions and boiled, and finally a pot of green juice is obtained. The magic point is placed on the surface of the pot, and instantly, the pot of green juice turns blue and keeps bubbling.

Heshan: “…”yue.

"...Or I can wait until the effect of the potion wears off."

This looks really unbearable!

Zhuzhu tried his best to hide the smile on his face: "I am a coward, but I dare to drink it."

Heshan's eyes widened. How could she, the great Stone King, lose face in front of Zhuzhu?

The branch scooped up a large bowlful of water and poured it on the tree. In an instant, the whole tree began to crackle and explode like fireworks. After two breaths, she felt her body liberated and all her limbs felt smooth.

"I! The great king! I am resurrected! Hahahahahahahahahaha!"

She excitedly spun around the wooden house like a pig, making the pig dizzy and hurriedly said, "My king, please don't disturb the neighbors!"

The king stopped and snorted coldly, saying that the stinky pig was really stupid. The witch clan had a large territory and the witches in the clan were free to follow their own personalities. They could live separately or alone within the clan. There were no other witch clans within dozens of miles of the place chosen by the original owner, so how could it be considered disturbing the neighbors?

He Shan looked carefully at the original owner's body. It was full of magical power, which was somewhat similar to spiritual power but also somewhat different. Magic is cultivated by absorbing magic factors, but it is not like the Eastern cultivation system that can cultivate into a god or immortal.

Moreover, witches seem to pay more attention to potion making. Magic is their innate talent, and most of the time it is used to assist in making potions. No matter how powerful their practice is, they still have to die when they reach a certain age.

However, witches are still quite long-lived. Assuming that one year is equal to 365 days, the oldest witch so far lived to be 503 years old.

The magic potion was so magical that Heshan didn't think about anything else. He used the original owner's memory to start refining various magic potions, including but not limited to turning into various living creatures such as pigs, dogs, cows and sheep, turning into various dead objects such as clothes, wood, porcelain and tea cups, or changing the target's body shape, or poison that can kill people, healing medicine that can save lives, etc.

Of course, potions all have a time limit, which is determined by the quality of the magic plants and the magical ability of the witch who brews the potion.

Heshan found new fun and forgot about time. She stayed by her small pot. When she turned her head, she saw bottles of magic potions she had brewed, large and small, filling the entire room.

Originally, the original owner did not prepare so many potion bottles, but Heshan was so crazy that she was not only good at making potions, but also skilled in magic. She picked up a basket of leaves outside and directly cast a spell to change the leaves.

The magic completely changed the form of the object. Unless she or a witch with more advanced magic than her took action, the leaf would forever become a vial.

Seeing how serious the king was, the pigs couldn't bear to disturb her, but Natalie and the others were so lucky. They managed to escape the pursuit of the wild beasts without any danger and were now heading towards the wooden house.

Heshan was puzzled when he heard this. You know, the big pit is in a completely different direction from the wooden house. How could it be such a coincidence?

But whatever.

She wiped her face, waved her hand to put all the potion bottles into the space, clenched her little paws, and smiled.

There is a road to heaven but you don't take it, there is no door to hell but you insist on breaking in.

It was a good opportunity for her to try out her magic and let her think about what to turn them into: mice? Cockroaches? Mosquitoes?