After returning to the village, start chasing the mountain from binding Emei

Chapter 164 Panshan secret technique, raising and controlling poisonous insects!
The raindrops in the forest were sparse at first, but soon became noisy, like jade beads falling on a plate, and then it was heavy rain like pillars.

In just a moment, the ground in the woods was soaked.

People were also soaked.

"Let's go, don't stay under the tree, let's go to Manglongding."

Qinzhou shouted.

The sudden rainstorm was so heavy that it almost drowned out his voice.

In just ten minutes, the sky was already dark, with flashes of lightning and deafening thunder in the sky.

The black tiger and the monkey king were both restless, trembling all over, and extremely terrified.

It was raining so heavily and there was no place to shelter in the woods. Chen Yang was soaked like a drowned chicken.

You can't hide from the rain under a tree, and you're likely to be struck by lightning.

Not daring to stay, he quickly called out, took the monkeys and dogs, and ran towards Manglongding in the heavy rain.

……

Manglongding.

There is a platform here. The part of the platform close to the cliff is sunken, so it won’t get wet during heavy rain and is perfect for sheltering from the rain.

The last time Jiang Xiaofan and the others came here, some of the firewood we picked up was still piled here and came in handy.

Quickly light a fire and change your clothes.

"Crash..."

It rained heavily.

Standing on the top of Manglong Peak and looking outside the mountain, it seems as if there is a layer of rain curtain separating the sky and the earth.

Chen Yang looked towards Mixian Gou.

A white mist rose from the direction of Mixian Valley and spread upwards, almost reaching Longtuo Valley.

This day, things really changed in an instant.

The temperature was over 40 degrees Celsius just now, and the sun was scorching hot, but now with the wind and rain, it actually feels a little cold.

The dogs and monkeys huddled in a corner, surrounding the black tiger and the monkey king. The two looked outside the mountain, unable to conceal the fear in their eyes.

It was just a rain and a few thunders, was it necessary to scare them like this?
"Old man, do you think there is something that has been blessed?" Chen Yang asked suddenly.

He didn't believe in these things before, but now after experiencing some things, he believes in them very much.

Qin Zhou sat shirtless by the fire, puffing on his cigarette, "You ask me, who should I ask?"

"Don't you understand it?"

Chen Yang raised his eyebrows, "You said, I killed the crested snake and the snake king, and I also caught He Shiwu. What else can be a good fortune in this mountain?"

In Qinzhou's words, this thunderstorm was not aimed at Heihu and the others.

Hei Hu and his companions have just gained spirituality, which is considered to be a level of success, but they are still a long way from having good fortune.

The previous eye snake king might have been lucky enough to be fast, but he was already killed by Chen Yang.

Except for the snake king, the other spirit species that Chen Yang knew did not seem to have the conditions to achieve good fortune and attract heavenly thunder.

Could it be that there is some powerful existence in Mixian Valley or in Qishan that I don’t know about?
"boom!"

At this moment, a flash of lightning illuminated the faces of the two people, and then there was a loud thunder.

It's so shocking that it makes people tremble with fear.

Qin Zhou exhaled a puff of white smoke, "This thunderstorm is indeed strange, but, didn't you notice that Qishan doesn't seem to be the center of this rainstorm?"

Chen Yang frowned.

Qinzhou stretched out his pipe and pointed outside the mountain.

In the distance is the shadow of a huge mountain, and the sky over there is even darker and darker.

The occasional flashes of lightning seemed to tear cracks into the space, and dazzling arcs of light fell on the mountain from time to time.

"Eight-sided mountain?"

Chen Yang's frown deepened.

He had seen Bamishan up close yesterday, so of course he could recognize it. The huge shadow between heaven and earth was none other than Bamishan holding hands with Qishan.

"Cough cough..."

Qinzhou took a deep breath, but was choked by the smoke and started coughing.

Chen Yang stared at the Bamian Mountain in the distance.

He thought again of the letter that the old principal Chen Jingyun wrote to the old man, which mentioned Bamianshan, the underground palace in the mountain, and the mysterious existence in the underground palace.

Could it be that thing?
Thinking of this, his eyes became deep.

Chen Jingyun was looking for He Shiwu and went to Bamianshan. He did find He Shiwu in the underground palace, but was attacked by a mysterious entity.

The letter did not say what the thing was, but Chen Jingyun's fear of it was revealed between the lines.

So, that thing is strong.

Since He Shiwu had appeared in the underground palace, she must know the identity of that thing.

Find an opportunity to interrogate him carefully.

Who knows who is He Shiwu’s bad friend again.

……

The heavy rain lasted for most of the day.

It didn't stop until after three in the afternoon.

The clouds cleared and the rain stopped, and the sky became somewhat clear again, but the sun never came out.

The direction of Bamishan was still shrouded in dark clouds, and thunderous sounds could be heard from time to time.

The rain over there may still be falling.

……

After the heavy rain, the mountains and forests were completely cleansed.

No matter how good the black tiger's nose is, it will be difficult for it to find the white mink by smell.

Qinzhou was very depressed.

I keep cursing this damn weather.

But what's the use of scolding? No means no. In such a big forest, who knows where the white mink will hide?
Black Tiger and the Monkey King had calmed down. Their moods were like the weather: the dark clouds had dissipated, and they began to jump around again.

"Wang!"

Black Tiger and his pack of dogs set out on their journey home, and for a moment, he looked majestic again.

The Monkey King, however, took his group of monkeys, parted with Chen Yang and returned to the forest.

To it, the mountains and forests are its home, and Chen Yang can perhaps only be considered a friend, a passer-by.

……

When we arrived at Miaozigang, it was still early, a little after five in the afternoon.

"Old man, do you want to compete in leg strength again?"

After taking a short break in the Snake King Temple, Chen Yang asked Qin Zhou jokingly.

When Qinzhou heard this, a black line crossed his forehead.

"Who wants to compete with you?"

Chen Yang responded with a roll of his eyes. He had no interest at all now.

This trip to Mixiangou was full of dangers, but it seemed that not much benefit was gained.

Although he got the relics of Blind Pang as he wished and drank the blood of the Snake King, which greatly improved his physical strength, he was still not happy.

"Are you worried about something?"

Chen Yang looked at him jokingly, "It's just a white mink, why do you act like you've been heartbroken?"

Qin Zhou smiled bitterly and shook his head. "It has nothing to do with Bai Diao. I just feel a little uneasy."

He looked towards the direction of Bamianshan again. The sky over there, like his mood, was still shrouded in dark clouds.

Chen Yang's eyes moved slightly, "Do you know something about this Bamian Mountain?"

"do not know."

Qin Zhou shook his head, "I just don't know why, I feel a little irritable and palpitating."

Chen Yang was skeptical.

"Let's go, and try to get down the mountain tonight!"

Qinzhou stretched himself, stood up, and put the uneasiness behind him. …

-

Centipede Ridge.

"Why is there a hole here? Did you come here that day?"

Qinzhou looked a little messy at the entrance of Fenger Cave. Thinking about how he had worked hard to climb the mountain that day, but Chen Yang had taken the lead, he immediately reacted.

Chen Yang smiled but said nothing.

"Good boy, why didn't you say so earlier?"

"You didn't even ask."

Chen Yang's words made Qinzhou so frustrated that he blew his beard.

Just as he was about to say something, Chen Yang had already entered the cave surrounded by a pack of dogs.

"Stinky boy."

Qinzhou cursed with a smile and followed him in.

Maybe it was because it had rained, the cave was particularly cool.

The cave was very dark, with water dripping through cracks in the rocks, and it was very humid.

"Be careful with your step. There are a lot of centipedes in this cave."

He still vividly remembered the scene of being chased by the centipede a few days ago, Chen Yang reminded him.

"Oh, it's rare that a child like you still cares about others."

Qinzhou walked behind, stroking his beard, feeling comforted.

"I told Black Tiger."

"..."

The smile on Qinzhou's face froze. This kid is really bad at talking. What does he mean? I'm not as good as a dog?

"This is……"

They came to the place where the dead animals were hung.

Qinzhou stopped, shone the flashlight upwards, and his face suddenly changed.

I saw many animal corpses hanging on the walls of the cave, some of which had been dried, some had been rotten, and there were also many fresh ones.

There are many black bugs attached to it.

Centipede.

There were countless centipedes densely packed together.

Seeing this scene, Qinzhou still felt his scalp tingling even though he was already used to it.

There were also many centipedes climbing on the surrounding cave walls, approaching the corpses above.

There were sporadic sounds coming from my ears, which made the listeners feel a little uneasy.

"What the hell, all the centipedes from the entire Centipede Ridge have come here?" Qinzhou exclaimed.

After the rain, in the evening, when the weather is wet, it is the time when centipedes like to come out of their holes to look for food.

But seeing so many centipedes all gathered together is really scary.

The dogs seemed to sense the danger and dared not move forward.

Hei Hu also stood there, his eyes glowing faintly in the darkness.

The expression on Chen Yang's face became a little strange.

Why are there so many corpses on the wall of this cave?
After a careful look, it seems that there are indeed a lot of them.

He vaguely remembered that the last time he came here, there were not as many corpses on the cave wall as there are now.

The most conspicuous thing was the corpse of a wild boar.

He was sure that there had been no wild boar carcasses hanging on the wall of the cave before.

This wild boar looked like it had died not long ago. Blood was dripping from it and it looked very fresh. There were many centipedes crawling on its body.

In addition, there is a most suspicious place.

He remembered it very clearly that when he passed by here the day before yesterday, a dead monkey fell down.

However, at this moment, the place where the monkey's body fell was empty.

Was it eaten by the centipede?
Or was it cleaned up by someone?
If they were eaten completely, there couldn't be nothing left but bones. Are the teeth of these centipedes so good?
Chen Yang frowned, feeling that this matter might not be simple.

At first he always thought that these corpses were captured by He Shiwu and hung here.

But now it seems that this is not necessarily the case.

After all, He Shiwu had been caught by himself.

The previous corpses might be related to He Shiwu, but the ones that suddenly appeared later could not be confirmed.

"Evil door."

Qinzhou's face turned pale, he seemed to have noticed something.

Chen Yang looked over at him.

Qinzhou hesitated for a moment, "This is a typical insect breeding technique."

"Insect breeding?"

A strange look flashed across Chen Yang's eyes.

Qin Zhou said, "In the Panshan industry, some people like to raise spiritual beasts, some like to raise spiritual plants, and of course there are also people who take a different approach and like to raise insects."

"There is a technique in Panshan that specifically talks about raising and controlling insects. Through special means, the insects raised can be controlled to a certain extent..."

……

Hearing this, Chen Yang thought of the big locust tree.

Just now, when Chen Yang thinks back to that tree full of caterpillars, he gets goosebumps all over his body.

Chen Yang asked, "Do you know anyone who is good at raising insects?"

Qin Zhou looked up and said in a secretive tone, "Let's go out first, don't disturb these insects."

Two people and a group of dogs left quietly.

Qinzhou breathed a sigh of relief only after he came out of the cave and saw the daylight.

Came to the big rock where I rested that day.

"call!"

Qinzhou jumped up, sat on the stone, and let out a long sigh.

"Insects are no different from other spiritual creatures. They have very low IQs and are the most difficult to control. Among the Panshan techniques, raising and controlling insects is the most tricky and difficult to learn. I was fortunate enough to read some books on this subject, but I gave up in the end."

"However, once the skill of raising insects is mastered, it is much stronger than raising spiritual beasts. Most of these people raise poisonous insects, especially some flying poisonous insects. They are fed with special means to enhance their toxicity. When fighting with people, they are released and they are overwhelming, with huge lethality..."

……

Chen Yang thought of his bee-controlling technique, which seemed to be similar in nature.

Qin Zhou said, "There are not many people who learn the art of raising insects in Panshan. As far as I know, among the eight Panshan veins in Shu, there is a family that still retains the complete inheritance of the art of raising insects..."

"Which one?"

"Lingyun Mountain, Zhao family."

"Oh?"

Chen Yang raised his eyebrows. "Lingyun Mountain? Is it the Lingyun Mountain of Luoshan Giant Buddha?"

"Yes, that Lingyun Mountain."

Qin Zhou picked up his pipe again, "Someone once ranked the eight veins, and the Zhao family can be regarded as the leader of the eight veins. However, they are ranked first not because of their huge influence, but because their individual strength is strong enough."

"The Zhao family is not very prosperous, and there are only a few people in each generation. There are only two or three people at most. Maybe they are elites, focusing on quality rather than quantity. Although they are few in number, they are all masters..."

"The Zhao family is proficient in the art of raising and controlling insects. Ordinary Panshan hermits would basically stay away from people with the surname Zhao."

"Of course, I'm not saying that the insect breeder in this cave is from the Zhao family. The world is so big, and the art of raising insects is not unique to the Zhao family..."

……

Qinzhou talked freely and told Chen Yang a lot.

After listening to this, Chen Yang was a little confused. "What I can't understand is why this person came to Qishan to raise insects?"

Assuming that this person is from the Zhao family, why would he travel all the way from Luoshan to Lingjiang, to such a small mountain village, and to Qishan to raise insects?
What Shu has the most is mountains. Why go so far? Can't he raise his people in Lingyun Mountain?

(End of this chapter)