1111. Tomb of Tusi King (58)
"Roar?"
Suddenly seeing a familiar teammate, An Xuefeng did not relax. The majestic white tiger turned his face, growled and rubbed against Yi Ling who was riding on its back.
"He is the one who came to fetch us."
Under normal circumstances, Yi Ling would definitely have to tease An Xuefeng a little bit, but for more than an hour, he was so disgusted by the swarm of insects above his head that he almost wanted to eat the corn shoots several times. Now seeing people coming from the other side of the river, he affirmed directly. However, even if An Xuefeng received a positive answer, the expression on Bai Hu's face did not change, and his pair of animal eyes were still sharp and alert. The other passengers also looked wary and wary when they saw someone on the other side chanting folk songs and could control the river water.
Wei Xun on the other side of the river gestured towards them from a distance, indicating that they should go forward. The white tiger roared and asked the passengers to follow him. From a distance, he could see crows and crows flying insects in front and behind the wild river, all gathering towards the section of the river that stirred up a vortex, like the tail line drawn by an airplane in the sky. Looking ahead There is no end in sight until you reach the destination, and the black fog gathers towards that place. This scene is extremely spectacular. Against the background of the distant and desolate chanting, it is like an ancient and barbaric sacrifice between heaven and earth. It is shocking. Riding Wang Yushu, who was on Baihu's back, couldn't help but turn on his mobile phone and start the live broadcast while the anchor was suffering from occupational diseases.
It's a pity that the live broadcast on the small screen is far less shocking than the scene. Wang Yushu just opened the live broadcast software, and then ignored his mobile phone, because they were about to cross the river - An Baihu led the team and ran forward for about two hundred meters, and saw a bend in the wild river ahead, and a relatively narrow river. The section is only about twenty meters wide. There are irregular rocks standing high and low in the river. You can jump to the other side by stepping on the rocks without touching the river water.
"Roar."
The white tiger roared indicatively, took the lead to the edge of the slope, and looked down at the river beach. Yi Ling, who was riding on its back, only glanced at the river beach and frowned in disgust. The black flying insects that were originally densely covering the river beach all flew away, revealing the bright red mud. The muddy ground is full of densely packed little eyes, like insect nests, denser than sesame seeds on sesame seeds. Occasionally, you can see reflections like water waves on the river beach. If you look closely, they are all squirming larvae buried in the mud. There were so many reddish-brown insect pupae that Yi Ling felt so disgusted that he almost vomited. He couldn't help but tug at the white tiger's vigilantly twitching ears, urging it to move away quickly.
But someone slipped off the back of the white tiger - Bai Feibai and Miao Fangfei discussed a few words and then jumped off the white tiger.
"Captain, there seems to be something buried in the mud on the river beach over there."
Bai Feibai said, put on his gloves and shoe covers, and took out a sealed bag and a long clip from his backpack: "Captain, please carry Ling and lead them there first. Come pick us up in the second round. Xiaomiao is here, we are here It’s okay for now.”
"Roar."
Bai Hu squinted his eyes and stared at where Bai Feibai pointed, then nodded in agreement, and then lay down to let Wang Pengpai and others come up. Yi Ling saw it and knew that the river beach and river in front of him had a strange energy, making people feel unsafe walking on it. An Xuefeng wanted to carry all the passengers across the river. The white tiger is big enough. It can carry four people without affecting its combat effectiveness at all. It can also respond flexibly to emergencies. It can carry everyone there in two round trips.
Even the white tiger must have stepped into the mud of the river beach... Yi Ling glanced at Bai Feibai's shoe covers, grabbed the tiger's ears, lowered his head and asked softly: "How far can you jump?"
Can you jump directly over the river beach and onto the big rock on the river? Yi Ling estimated with his naked eyes that the river beach was at least ten meters wide, and the nearest stone was three or four meters away from the river bank. How far can a tiger jump? Seven or eight meters? Where is the White Tiger God? Otherwise, just let the corn shoots build a bridge. He really couldn't stand the mud and bugs in the white tiger's claws. He would have to play with the tiger's claws in the future!
"Hey, don't lick!"
Baihu waited for Mao Xiaole and Wan Xiangchun to hold Yu Hehu and Tong Heshen and then stood up. He looked back at Yi Ling and seemed to see the confusion on Yi Ling's face. He didn't say anything, but suddenly licked Yi Ling. Zero back of hand. It was so hot that he immediately shrank the back of his hand and looked at the white tiger in confusion. The next second, the white tiger turned around and ran in the opposite direction to the river bank. After running for dozens of meters, he turned back and suddenly accelerated towards the river bank!
! ! !
The white tiger was so fast that it rushed back to the edge of the slope almost instantly, and then it suddenly jumped forward! The white tiger soared to a considerable height, as if it was flying. The tiger's tail was rolled up to protect the passengers on its back. The biting cold wind howled past. Wang Yushu and others on the white tiger's back were so frightened that they lowered their bodies and grabbed the tiger's hair. Clamping the tiger's body tightly to fix it, his heart almost jumped to his throat. The other side of the river, which was originally far away, was instantly pulled closer. I felt that the white tiger had jumped to the center of the river with the first jump, stepped on the big rocks in the river and jumped up again. The second time He jumped to the other side of the river, crossing the river faster than a jumping machine!
Wang Yushu staggered when he got off the white tiger, and his legs were still a little weak. The expression on his face was mixed with shock and confusion. He opened and closed his mouth several times. He only had straightforward thoughts in his mind, such as "I'm so awesome and the white tiger took off". The others were also excited and couldn't calm down. They stared blankly at the white tiger. It leaned down and let Yi Ling get off the ground. The very flexible and powerful tiger tail swung back and forth. It seemed to be very proud and rolled it around Yi Ling's waist. Then the white tiger didn't waste any time, turned around and jumped back twice. On the other side, it took only a few minutes to jump back with Bai Feibai and the others and a bunch of luggage.
"Captain An, Captain An, you are so awesome!"
Mao Xiaole couldn't help but admire him, his eyes sparkling. The second time they stood on the other side of the river as onlookers, they could see more clearly the power of the white tiger's jump and the unimaginable distance. This was really no ordinary tiger! White Tiger God, when An Xuefeng stood in front of them again, looking at the extremely tall and majestic white tiger, this word emerged in the hearts of all the passengers, and the original illusory impression was completely realized.
An Xuefeng really has the power of the White Tiger God.
"Roar."
The moment when the passengers' knowledge and belief in the 'White Tiger God' became clearer and firmer, An Xuefeng roared, and a faint golden light flashed across his thick snow-white fur. He clearly felt that his physical strength and spirit had returned to their peak. state, full of energy and refreshed.
"Click."
Next to him, Bai Feibai was asking Wang Yushu to focus on taking pictures of the stones in the middle of the river. He also took a few pictures of An Xuefeng, who was capturing the scene where the white tiger's body was glowing with golden light. Bai Hu's ears twitched, and just as he was about to take a quick look, he heard Wei Xun's voice singing repeatedly, suddenly rising in pitch. The singing sound stopped, but the lyrics changed -
"Blow a horn to the emperor and blow out a clear river."
"When the voice is high, the water rises; when the voice is low, the water falls -"
boom--
The faint thunderous sound of water roared again, and even from hundreds of meters away, you could see the huge waves of turbid water rising over there, suddenly rising like a big tide, swallowing up a large number of dark flying insects hovering in the river, like It was as if a piece of a dark cloud had been roughly torn off. Then the waves receded fiercely, sweeping away tens of millions of black insects in the river. The black flying insects that were still hovering over the river became obviously panicked, and flew towards the river like a maniac. The black insects swallowed by a wave of water only accounted for a very small part of the total number, but Wei Xun continued to chant repeatedly.
"When the voice is high, the water rises; when the voice is low, the water falls."
"When the voice is high, the water in the river rises; when the voice is low, the water in the river falls -"
He sang repeatedly for ten times. The river was turbulent and undulating. Every time the waves rose, a large number of flying insects could be swept away. After ten times, most of the dark flying insects on the river were reduced, and the remaining ones were useless. The swarms were flying wildly, and could no longer gather into a terrifying and huge swarm like giants.
"jingle--"
After a soul-cleansing ringtone, the chanting became softer and gentler, with more of a soothing meaning:
"Blow a horn to the emperor and blow out a clear river."
"Bend the horns, bend the horns."
"Blow out a winding Qingjiang River——"
Amidst the singing, the turbulent river finally calmed down and turned into a quiet gurgling flow. The remaining dark flying insects also became quiet, like mayflies flying in groups on the river after dusk, touching each other, and then flying down to the river beach.
"They're here."
Miao Fangfei whispered, she had good eyesight and saw those black flying insects mating in the air like dragonflies, and then some of the black flying insects died after mating, falling from the sky into the river like fine black rain. More black flying insects landed back on the river beach, perhaps laying a new round of eggs. Presumably, the black insect swarm on this wild river will return to its original terrifying number soon.
"I really don't know what kind of bugs these are."
Hearing what she said, the passengers felt sad.
"This is the skin beetle (dù), a carnivorous flying insect that is wary of tomb robbers."
At this moment, a hoarse voice came from not far away. The passengers knew it by heart. When they looked up, they saw the man who had been standing on the bank of the river singing to help them cross the river, standing dozens of meters away and rushing towards them. smiled.
This man was not too tall, with straight shoulders and back, a smile on his face, and a very elegant outfit. He was wearing a complicated robe with red and blue edges, an octagonal miter on his head, a black horn in one hand, and an eight-treasure copper bell in the other. His dark blue eyes were full of energy, and he looked at them with a smile. It is said that people rely on their clothes, but in fact, the clothes also need to be suitable for people to wear them with that kind of demeanor.
This man stood there with a slight smile. He looked like an upright mage, with an outstanding temperament and a very upright look. He could completely hold his robe in check and left a good first impression on others.
But the tourists present were not people who would be deceived by first impressions. While sizing up this person, they all peeked at Guide Zero's expression from the corner of their eyes. They saw Guide Ling leaning next to Bai Hu, his attitude seemed a bit casual. After feeling the gazes of the tourists, Yi Ling encouraged him in a tone that meant he was just watching the excitement and said, "Family members, this is the guide who will lead us into the mountain. ”
"His name is Wei Xun, but he is a famous person that the mountain god admires very much these days."
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"ah??!"
In reality, You Ziming stared at the live broadcast screen, almost using his whole life's willpower not to jump up, his eyes dancing back and forth between Yi Ling and the new 'Wei Xun'.
What Wei Xun? ?
Who is this, Wei Xun? ? !