The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space
Chapter 1188: Could it be Hunger? (5)

Chapter 1188: Chapter 1188: Could it be Hunger? (5)

Yang Ruxin’s heart raced for the first time. She wasn’t afraid to fight people or even beasts, but now she faced monsters that were neither human nor ghost. What was she to do?

Could it be that they really couldn’t wait for Master to come?

The two rocks blocking the door might be strong, but she estimated they wouldn’t withstand those two monsters’ battering. It seemed they were already loosening.

Gu Qingheng was also tense all over but instinctively shielded Yang Ruxin behind him, and the others drew their weapons, further protecting the two of them.

Finally, a piece of the stone was knocked off, revealing a hole the size of a head, and then a withered, pitch-black hand suddenly reached out as if it was going to grab something...

Everyone was so scared they collectively took several steps back.

But after all, the stone was very heavy, so the herbalist couldn’t get out just yet.

"Miss, I’ve heard that these herbalists are usually controlled by sound..." Du Juan glanced at Yang Ruxin, "like bells or music sounds. Can we try that?"

"Bells?" Yang Ruxin’s eyes lit up. She seemed to recall such a tactic from TV dramas, "But where can we find a bell?"

"I have a bell around my horse’s neck," Shadow Seven suddenly spoke up and then ran out. He quickly returned, clutching a bell.

Yang Ruxin took it, stepped forward, and began to shake it, making a jingling sound.

The battering inside immediately stopped, and the dreadful noise of rocks being smashed ceased.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but before they could even smile, the stone-battering noise inside suddenly intensified, accompanied by fierce roaring. Cracks started to appear around the hole in the stone...

Yang Ruxin quickly took two steps back, "Why does it seem even more agitated?" The bell indeed had an effect, but it seemed to be the opposite.

Du Juan was also dumbfounded.

"Give me the flute," Gu Qingheng suddenly extended his hand to Shadow Two.

Shadow Two’s weapon was the Iron Flute, which he quickly handed to Gu Qingheng.

Soon, a melodious flute sound filled the air.

Yang Ruxin looked at Gu Qingheng, her lips curving slightly in a smile. Her man was truly handsome; if not for the inappropriate circumstances, she felt like she could float away in ecstasy...

Gu Qingheng seemed to feel Yang Ruxin’s admiring gaze and responded to her, but he didn’t dare to slack off and continued playing the flute, clearly infusing it with Inner Strength.

Whether it was the sound of the flute or Gu Qingheng’s Inner Strength that worked, the roaring slowly weakened and then stopped.

However, the hole that was originally the size of a head had now grown to the size of a washbasin, and one of them stuck its head out, whimpering at the people outside...

Again, everyone collectively took two steps back.

"Miss, could it be... could it be hungry?" Du Man swallowed nervously.

Everyone couldn’t help but look at Du Man in surprise.

"I..." Du Man’s scalp tingled under everyone’s gaze, "I feel that Elder Dao Xuzi has this expression when he’s hungry..."

Yang Ruxin blinked her eyes, looked at the pale face that resembled a skull sticking out, and then thought of her food-loving master. She suddenly chuckled, "Maybe, possibly, perhaps. Should we try giving it something to eat?"