Then she carefully sniffed the scent in the air not far away. She began to gently move her steps.
"Brother Ergou, we should be very close to the treasure, I think I can already smell its scent."
Zhang Hui, as a descendant of Zhang Zhongjing, had a keen sense of recognizing countless medicinal herbs, so her sense of smell had an extraordinary judgment on herbs.
"Hurry up and take a look."
Chen Ergou smiled excitedly, then said anxiously. Subsequently, they quickened their pace toward the front.
A sand dune lay before them, and Chen Ergou and the others followed Zhang Hui's steps, struggling to climb to the top of the hill.
The soft sand dunes were uneven under their feet, and it took several young men a great effort to climb up. Zhang Hui, standing at the forefront, already had her eyes wide open.
"Brother Ergou, we've found it!"
"Wow... it's the Soul Grass!"
A patch of green appeared in Chen Ergou's sight, and he immediately recognized the Soul Grass recorded in the books.
