Chapter 4258 — Could We Have Taken the Wrong Path?
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Yet at this moment, Wei Zhao found himself somewhat puzzled. To be honest, he had harbored doubts about Chu Bubai from the very start, always feeling that this man was nursing some unspeakable scheme, and the various oddities along the way had indeed borne that out.
But the medicinal fragrance of the infant ginseng before them now could not possibly be a deception. The others had never seen infant ginseng, so one might say they had been fooled by Chu Bubai; but Wei Zhao had once refined pills with infant ginseng with his own hands.
As an alchemist, the scent of such a top-grade, rare material was something that, once smelled, could never be forgotten. There was no faking it at all, nor any deceiving Wei Zhao.
Yet if this fragrance truly was that of the infant ginseng, then what exactly was Chu Bubai's scheme?
To go to such lengths, to bring so many people here, and now to be truly on the verge of finding the infant ginseng—having gone around in such a great circle, what unspeakable intention did he harbor?
Up to this point, although various oddities had clung to Chu Bubai, he had not caused the group any real harm. On the contrary, just as he himself had said, he truly had led them to their destination, with only a stone's throw left to the legendary infant ginseng.
Moreover, the group's joining him had so far been of no help to him whatsoever. Wei Zhao included, none of them had been of any use at all—they had merely trudged along behind him.
Could it be that Chu Bubai had deliberately brought them along simply so that he might quickly find the infant ginseng next, with no other ill intent? Or was he, Wei Zhao, truly overthinking things—was this man not as deep and calculating as he had imagined?
But then how was one to explain all the oddities that had marked the road behind them?
Watching Chu Bubai's back ahead, Wei Zhao could not help but feel utterly baffled. His intuition told him that this man was surely up to something, yet just where the problem lay was truly hard to say.
Holding Huang Xiaotao's hand, Wei Zhao continued to follow the others ahead without betraying a thing. He was not afraid that Chu Bubai might finally turn on them; what he feared was that Chu Bubai had some other scheme in store, one that might be impossible to guard against. If they carelessly fell into his trap, that would be trouble indeed.
Of course, no matter what, Wei Zhao's own anticipation of the infant ginseng was no less than that of anyone else present. Otherwise, knowing full well that Chu Bubai harbored sinister designs, he would never have brought Huang Xiaotao along to take such a risk. Playing the pig to eat the tiger all this way, his sole aim had been the infant ginseng.
So now, to be able to smell the infant ginseng's medicinal fragrance so distinctly, Wei Zhao was still greatly excited at heart. Otherwise, if this had been purely a trap set by Chu Bubai with no infant ginseng at all, then his playing the pig to eat the tiger this time would have been utterly meaningless.
Heartened by the infant ginseng's scent, the group had long since cast the last remnants of their tension and fear to the back of their minds. Even if they saw more ghost-talisman demons now, they would pay them no mind at all.
Even Feng Hongyu, who had suffered such a tremendous shock and been left with a shadow on her heart, now strode briskly along behind Chu Bubai, showing not the slightest sign of timidity.
Soon, however, the group noticed something else amiss. The eerie things like the ghost-talisman demons began to appear less and less frequently, yet the atmosphere of their surroundings had instead grown colder and more desolate.
Right before their eyes, the once clearly defined trail through the brush began to blur, and from the corners of their eyes they could even catch, from time to time, what seemed to be ghostly shadows flickering.