Chapter 29 Spider Valley
Everyone first looked at the inconspicuous peach kernel whistle in the hand of Linghu Xian, then looked at each other, and then laughed. Children play house（Are you kidding me?）, how can such a thing take thousands of miles to send a message to inform the military situation? Liars also do not take this kind of play on people. Wei Kongji couldn't stand it anymore and didn't bother to mess around with them.
"Come on! Take down this little liar from nowhere and punish him under military law!" In a fit of anger, Great General Wei no longer cared about Ouyang Zhong's face and called the guards outside to take down this deceitful little guy to be punished with a stick.
Seeing this, Ouyang Zhong hurriedly knelt with Linghu Xian, requesting the Great General patiently listen to their plan to the end.
"Great General!" Ouyang Zhong said, "Please don't underestimate this peach kernel whistle; it is a magic weapon; as long as Linghu Xian blows it, I can hear it from as far away as possible, but for others, they can't perceive the sound at all. Therefore, I made a code table with Linghu Xian, according to the sound and rhythm of the whistle, to pass the message. If you don't believe me, we can experiment to prove that everything I say is true!"
Wei Kongji touched the stubble on his chin and laughed coldly. Then, with a skeptical face, he signaled the guards next to him to escort Linghu Xian outside the tent. Linghu Xian was blindfolded and brought outside the tent with his back to Ouyang Zhong, who placed a pen and paper in front of him, ready to be tested. A lieutenant leaned over and whispered something in Linghu Xian's ear, and then Linghu Xian blew a few times with a peach kernel whistle; the people around her heard nothing but just saw her blowing the peach kernel. Then, inside the tent, Ouyang Zhong wrote eight words on a piece of paper:
Nonsense, believe you are a ghost.
When Linghu Xian was brought back to the general's tent, the great general had these three men confront each other. Wei Kongji asked the lieutenant, "What did you just say to this boy?"
The lieutenant answered honestly, "What the last general said was, 'Nonsense, believe you are a ghost.'"
Wei Kongji took over the piece of paper written by Ouyang Zhong, opened it up, and let out a loud laugh, "Hahahahahahaha, bro Ouyang, you and this retainer of yours are hilarious as hell!"
Since hearing what Black Wolf said, Ouyang Zhong and Linghu Xian have discussed ways to deal with it. When Linghu Xian came up with such an extremely treacherous idea, initially, Ouyang Zhong said nothing and refused to agree.
"You're simply going to send yourself to death?" Ouyang Zhong glared sternly at Linghu Xian.
"The more dangerous the place is, the safer it is. And this matter can only be done by me. No one can replace it."
"Then I can't let you go scouting by yourself. We can send an elite squad to sneak into the enemy camp to investigate slowly. Or we can directly go to war with them head-on; it's better than you risking your life alone."
"Whether it's a squad or taking on the enemy head-on, it's too big of a goal, and if Yu Sun is truly a demon, how can ordinary people resist? Do you want all these innocent generals and people to die for nothing? I'll go alone; it won't be easy to be discovered, and even if I'm discovered, it's just the right time to fall for my ploy."
Linghu Xian opened his collar, took out the peach kernel whistle he wore around his neck, and asked Ouyang Zhong, "Do you remember this?" Ouyang Zhong held the peach kernel whistle, which was fiery red, translucent, and warm like jade. He seemed to have seen it somewhere but couldn't recall when or where.
Linghu Xian put the whistle baby in his hand and said, "I think you also can not remember it ... You gave me this in your previous life, and I have worn it. You once said this is a peach kernel whistle; you can hear it as long as I blow. I thought that if that were true, I could send a thousand-mile message to you from the enemy camp a hundred miles away."
Ouyang Zhong held Linghu Xian's hand, quietly held her in his arms, and said, "Obviously a girl; what kind of big hero?"
Linghu Xian hugged back, "Because I have someone I have to swear to protect! And don't forget, I'm also a demon, hehehe! Poor humans, only I can protect you." Linghu Xian tilted her head to look at Ouyang Zhong's star-like pupils and mischievously spat out her tongue. Ouyang Zhong felt tight in his throat, seriously looked at her eyebrows and lips, and spit out a small tongue; the next second, without hesitation, he kissed her lips and teeth together hard to part.
This kiss is green but lingering so that the two hearts next to each other are even tighter. Inside this kiss, Ouyang Zhong suddenly recalled when he was still a black dog, Pi Dan, licking Hu Cangcang's mouth with his tongue, as well as the scene where Hu Cangcang finally hugged his corpse and cried to the point of hoarseness. They finally got each other back. It was fortunate. But the reunion that was so hard to come by seeing that they would be separated again, made Ouyang Zhong 100,000% unwilling to let go.
However, in the face of the enemy, a soldier, in any case, can not put the love of children on top of the righteousness of the family and the country; that is his duty, but also, over the years, was educated to instill the orthodox concept. Ouyang Zhong reluctantly agreed to Linghu Xian's request and, together with her, did an excellent job of careful arrangement and rehearsal, then staged this scene in the general's tent.
Wearing a sheepskin jacket, a small felt hat of a local herdsman, and a leather whip, Linghu Xian drove a dozen or so sheep on her way. Since she was in disguise, she couldn't reveal her flaws, so she had to leave that short sword by Ouyang Zhong's side. She observed along the way, and when she saw anything strange, she took out her peach kernel whistle and blew it a few times. In the tent, according to the information she passed, Ouyang Zhong gradually drew a detailed topographical map in less than half a day.
With a blade of grass in her mouth, Linghu Xian slowly followed the sheep into a ravine. The cliffs were steep, and the blue sky overhead was getting narrower and narrower, with only a line of sky hanging overhead, while the surroundings were getting darker and darker. Alerted, Linghu Xian hurriedly picked up a few stones on the ground, tucked them into her bosom, and tied a small stone to her leather whip, the only thing she had available that could be used as a weapon. As she walked, she observed the movements around her.
The lambs were at first mindlessly foraging around one by one without the slightest hint of fear. However, a strange wind blew by, and a few of the sheep also felt that there seemed to be a significant danger lurking in the shadows, so they all bleated and ran behind Linghu Xian to pray for protection.
One person with a flock of sheep was slowly trying forward. Some shadow on the cliff wall seemed to be slowly closing in on them. As Linghu Xian gradually went deeper into the canyon's interior, the light became dimmer and dimmer. The lambs all felt very uneasy; the more they screamed, the more fierce; the smallest lamb had even trembled with fear, kneeling on the ground, paralyzed and unable to move forward. Linghu Xian held the lambs and soothed them, tightly clutching the whip. She could hear something on the cliff face, rustling and gathering towards her. It was dark everywhere except for this one rocky path she was on that was still slightly lit.
Suddenly, a sheep a little away from her screamed in agony as something bit its neck and dragged it quickly into the darkness. All the sheep were terrified and wailed frantically, some squeezing towards Linghu Xian's side, while some panicked and fled in all directions. Soon, two more sheep that tried to escape were killed on the spot and dragged into the dark. Linghu Xian's eyes widened as she looked in the direction where the sheep were removed. She could feel that there was something there, lots and lots of things, but she couldn't see them with her current human eyes. She tried closing her eyes and using the spirit beads in her body to see it; sure enough, everything became clear.
It was a large group of black spiders, densely packed in what seemed like thousands, each one the size of a dish. The three sheep that had just been caught had just been drained of blood by the spiders and began to gnaw on the flesh again. The speed was so fast that within a few moments, a whole sheep was left with only its skull and four bloodied hooves.
Linghu Xian put the lamb under her feet; she knew the stones on her hands were meaningless, and she could only use extraordinary methods to deal with these spiders. She used her inner strength to exhale the spirit bead in her body, holding her breath and trying to use her will to manipulate the spirit bead to release the energy in it. That time, she sensed the giant spider in the Azure Cloud Temple was because of this spirit bead. Now that she confirmed that the giant spider was not nearby, these tiny spiders might also be able to use the spirit bead to ward off one or two, helping her escape.
The spirit bead in Linghu Xian's hand was originally dark red; in her hand, it gradually became brighter and brighter and brighter, eventually emitting a dazzling golden light. Everything around her can be seen clearly; the canyon where Linghu Xian is located has been crawling with big and small spiders; the spiders are afraid of the intense light; of this golden light, many spiders have fallen to the ground, instantly turning into flying ash.
When Linghu Xian saw this, he thought that he was saved! So with the few remaining sheep, little by little toward the front. Most of the spiders didn't dare to come close, but there were always a few bloodthirsty ones that looked at the fat goat that was about to run away and unwillingly pounced over, and were sent flying by Linghu Xian with a whip, but soon there were a few more that pounced over as well. She used the spirit bead to shine, and the spiders that pounced over instantly disappeared. This canyon was as if there was no end to it; Linghu Xian felt that her physical strength was being severely overdrawn; every step she took seemed to consume a lot of energy, and the light of the spirit beads in her hand gradually diminished. The spiders seemed to realize that this person was dying, so they reorganized their formation and attacked Linghu Xian and the little fat sheep.
Just when she felt that something terrible was going to happen and she was afraid that she would be killed here, a few prairie wolves jumped into the bottom of the valley from the top of the cliff as if they were gods of the sky, trampling countless spiders to death the moment they landed on the ground. The wolves and the spiders fought to the end, only to see the wolves pawing and pouncing, and indeed killed many spiders. However, there were too many spiders, and they attacked each wolf in an organized manner. The spiders climbed up to the wolves in groups, gnawed, and bit them. The spiders were so poisonous that one of the wolves fell to the ground and was killed quickly after being bitten.
Seeing that the situation was not good, one of the wolves rushed into the air and howled, and several wolves also howled for help. The loud noise shook through the canyon and made a considerable echo. Soon, a black wolf appeared at the bottom of the valley. Its face was thin but persistent, and its body was covered with light blue flames; waves of fire rushed toward the spiders, a tea work, and the spider army was burned by the fire to wipe out all the spiders. The wolves bowed and saluted to their wolf king; the black wolf nodded, then gently patted the sacrificial wolf; that wolf instantly transformed into a bundle of hair and flew back to the black wolf's body.
Knowing that the black wolf had come, Linghu Xian's hanging heart was finally halfway down. She shielded the lambs around her and fell to her knees, still clutching the Spirit Bead, whose light was getting dimmer and dimmer in her hands, panting as she watched the Black Wolf walk towards her.
"Luckily, you came; otherwise, I would have died." Linghu Xian smiled an exhausted smile.
"Do you know you are draining your life by driving the Spirit Bead?" Black Wolf opened his mouth and asked.
"Like that, huh? I didn't know. No wonder I feel so tired."
"You quickly swallow it back, don't move it again in the recent ten days, let it absorb the heaven and earth aura, the sun and moon essence, and it will recover after a while of conditioning."
Linghu Xian nodded and did as instructed by the black wolf. Her legs and feet couldn't move when she wanted to stand up. She was too tired, as if she would pass out at any time, but she couldn't do it here, at this time. Black Wolf looked at her and said, "Climb on my back! I'll get you and your flock out of the canyon."
"Then I'll be respectful." Linghu Xian smiled, holding the little lamb, and climbed onto the black wolf's body with great difficulty; just after reaching the wolf's back, she softly said, "Black wolf, thank you." Then she closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
After so many years, this was when Xuan Mo and this little fox leaned on each other the closest. When she was still Hu Cangcang, and he was still Mr. Mo, the distance between them was also far away. I didn't expect the feeling of carrying her on his back to be so warm and solid; Xuan Mo's heart seemed to have a piece of 10,000-year-old ice melting a little bit by this little fox, unnoticeably gradually revealing an orchid that had been frozen for a long time.
Linghu Xian, this sleep, slept for two or three incense sticks of time; she was licked awake by the little lamb held in her arms. When she woke up, she was half lying under a lone fruit tree in the grassland. The fruit tree had lost all its leaves and bore red fruits, some of which fell to the ground and were picked up by the lambs in droves. And the black wolf and the wolves were already nowhere to be found. She hurriedly felt the spirit bead in her body; fortunately, it was nothing serious. She took out the peach kernel whistle and blew it for a while, finally thinking about what happened. Then she continued to get up and walk towards the enemy camp.
After one or two hours without news from Linghu Xian, Ouyang Zhong, anxious as the ants on the hot pot tossing and turning, finally heard the whistle from Linghu Xian. He froze for a while in shock and fear. Wei Kongji and the generals asked him for an update; he turned around and slowly retold, "She was traveling through a canyon and encountered an army of ten million spiders. Fortunately, she was rescued by a high-ranking person, is now fine, and continues to advance towards the enemy army."
"Canyon? Spiders? The canyon she is talking about is probably the ancient burial mound at the western foot of Northwatch Mountain." A local native general said.
Ouyang Zhong hurriedly asked, "What? You know that place?"
The general officer swallowed his saliva and spoke, "My family has lived in the area of Beiwang Mountain for three generations, and there is no place I haven't been to for tens of miles around. That canyon is said to be the burial mound of an ancient tribe in ancient times, but later on, it was deserted and became a good place to escape the summer heat and cool off. As a child, I often went there to play with my village friends! But that place has become so evil in the last year or two. There are no more animals in the neighborhood, and even birds don't fly through there. Some people or livestock who don't know the terrain went there unintentionally and never returned. Could it be that it's turned into a spider hole inside!"
"Huh? How did she run there? Ah ..." Ouyang Zhong was remorseful, hating to hasten to prepare a horse to chase Linghu Xian back. But reason told him that it was too late to say anything now.
After hearing the General, Wei Kongji is shocked but quickly calms their mind to say: "Bro, Ouyang also does not need to worry; you are not that she reported encountered a high level of help, now has peace? Let's discuss the following countermeasures!"
Ouyang Zhong knew that at this time, he must not add to the chaos, and even more so, he hurriedly took a deep breath and calmed down, "Thank you for the great general's advice; Zhong will do his best."
If there is an old saying that "ginger is still old and hot," this saying is not false at all. In Ouyang Zhong only focus on the sweetheart of the time, the same message General Wei Kongji analyzed a few other details:
First, Linghu Xian is not an ordinary person who encounters such a dangerous thing. They can still retreat in the future, but they must be reused, and they also need to take more precautions.
Secondly, Linghu Xian is in danger. How do you always have a high person to help? This kid, in the end, what is the head? Who is that person? Can we be invited over to be used by our army?
Third, the Linghu Xian must be Ouyang heavy guards and have the inside story, haha, gossip time.
Finally, this canyon suddenly changed so much in this one or two years. With the emergence of a considerable spider army, I'm afraid that the so-called great sorcerer and this matter must be related. Also, if our military encounters an incoming army of spiders, how should we respond?