Chapter 91.3

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Wei Xun really wanted to try it out. It was a pity that he had too few demonic insects now, and it would be a pity if he let it revert back to an ordinary insect.

He summoned Mantis No. 3 back into the demonic insect ball, and took out two red and black cocoons with a flip of his hand. These were exactly the bee chrysalises he had gotten from IV-1. The bee chrysalises contained great energy, and so did their cocoons. Xiaocui had eaten the bee larva and cocoon that had died after Bee Master had used it to transmit the message to IV-1.

Xiaocui didn’t eat it without reason. It gave Wei Xun some insights into the bees, roughly estimating that the strength of this bee was around a mid-rank demonic insect. However, its rank seemed to be forcibly elevated. In addition, it didn’t provide Xiaocui with much energy. Its flesh tasted like dry wood, and it should have died because it had overused its energy.

Its tail had a hooked poisonous needle that even Xiaocui dared not eat. The difference between the poison of a demonic bee and the poison of an Insect of Evil could be described as a difference between heaven and earth. Even if the bee was dead, it should not be underestimated.

In any case, the blackish-red chrysalis also had its peculiarities, and Xiaocui felt that the taste wasn’t right when she chewed it. It didn’t look like a normal bee chrysalis, and it appeared artificial and hard to swallow.

Man-made bee chrysalises, demonic bees who had their strength sealed, over-expending their energy so that they would rank-up in advance, acting as a messenger… The Bee Master’s methods gave Wei Xun a lot of inspiration. This Bee Master seemed to have been lurking in the dark, waiting to act for ages. If there was a chance, Wei Xun hoped to have a discussion with him on how to use demonic insects.

Of course, he wouldn’t use his tourist identity. Just judging from how IV-1 said that Bee Master wanted to control Wei Xun with the bee’s poison, Wei Xun knew that this person definitely didn’t have kind intentions.

But now, Dog IV-1’s two chrysalises were in Wei Xun’s hands. This gave Wei Xun a lot of room and the freedom to do whatever he wanted to.

Wei Xun chuckled. Through Xiaocui, he could feel the swarm of Insects of Evil moving underground, following the convoy.

The other party was truly so polite, making an effort to send a bee all the way here to communicate with him. Therefore, Wei Xun should also express his kind intentions.

“Get down and stretch your muscles!”

At noon, the convoy stopped in the wilderness. There were no wild animals around. The tour group had stayed in the off-road vehicle all morning, so everyone came down to stretch their muscles. They didn’t have the time to set up a campfire and cook, so everyone ate some compressed biscuits and other foods with the hot water in their thermos. In the meantime, they didn’t forget to remain vigilant while eating, and some people took turns to guard their surroundings.

“Where did the descendant of the eagle flutist go?”

Wei Xun was having a discussion with the two Lamas about the theft that happened in the Buddhist scripture cave, as well as various legends about the Shambhala demon. He showed the coat of arms of the Garuda to the two Lamas, but found that they knew nothing about it.

The Tibetans who could control wild beasts and lure swarms of Insects of Evil with their blood in the Ruins of Xiangxiong should be a group of Tibetans that had close ties with the Bon religion and the ancient Xiangxiong kingdom. There was no reason why these two Bon Lamas didn’t know the story behind them.

Was it the Bon Lamas who had concealed them, or was there some other party who had hidden them?

This group of Tibetans should also have inseparable ties to the descendant of the eagle flutist. Interestingly, the descendant of the eagle flutist was acting strangely today. He was obviously the person who cares most about the ancient Xiangxiong dynasty and the Yungdrung Bon religion. However, when he heard the Lama call Wei Xun using the long thread of titles today, his expression didn’t change. And when getting on the vehicle, he didn’t show any desire to ride with Wei Xun.

Furthermore, during the time when they were getting off the car to rest, he didn’t stay with everyone but walked away without the tour group being aware of it.

“I thought I saw him go that way just now.”

Fei Lezhi pointed in a direction, which was the side of the road. Wei Xun thought about it, then while talking to the two Lamas, he calmly led them towards the road. Sure enough, on the side of the road, Wei Xun saw the back of the descendant of the eagle flutist.

His eyes narrowed suddenly.

At this moment, Wei Xun seemed to have witnessed two images overlapping one another, as the back of the descendant of the eagle flutist was covered with dense wriggling black fur. However, the black fur disappeared again, as if it was just a hallucination.

The two Lamas next to him didn’t respond either. Was it really a hallucination?

“Dgahldan Palcho, we are currently talking about the sacrificial ceremony to the Dragon God by Tangra Yumco.”

Wei Xun walked over with the two Lamas as if nothing had happened. “I remember you know a lot about the sacrificial ceremony to the Dragon God.”

The two Lamas following behind him looked at each other, puzzled. Who could understand the Dragon God better than Wei Xun, the messenger of the Dragon God. But since Wei Xun had said so, it must be reasonable.

The two of them also glanced towards Dgahldan Palcho seriously, and the leading Lama said, “A large number of yaks and sheep have disappeared by the shore of Siling Lake this month. The Lama of Siling Lake suspects that this is a sign of the resurrection of the devil.”

If there was also a pile of animal bones by Tangra Yumco, it was probably not the sacrificial ceremony of live animals of the primitive Bon religion, but some kind of evil ceremony conducted to offer sacrifices to the demon.

“Dragon, Dragon God? Ah, yes, the Dragon God.”

The descendant of the eagle flutist was a little slow to react, but after he communicated with the two Lamas, he could soon smoothly react. Wei Xun watched on coldly.

Something wasn’t right. There is indeed something wrong with the descendant of the eagle flutist.

“Hey, it’s time to go!”

Fei Lezhi was calling them back. Their schedule was very tight and they had to continue on their road immediately after a short rest. Wei Xun made a decision—there was still the matter of the demonic bee hatching in the afternoon, so he should prevent further complications from happening and set off soon. If there was something wrong with the descendant of the eagle flutist, then he was indeed a dangerous ticking time bomb.

This matter had to be resolved before their departure to the scenic spot.

“Hey, what’s that?”

Hearing Fei Lezhi beckoning them to return, the two Lamas and the descendant of the eagle flutist were about to turn around and head back to the vehicle. But at this moment, Wei Xun pointed at the road and made a sound of surprise.

It wasn’t known when many black caterpillar-like insects began crawling on the road in front of them. The insects were all over the road, and on the edges of both sides of the road. Because there were so many insects, it looked scary.

“It isn’t reasonable that there are so many caterpillars during this season, right?”

Indeed, it was already September, and the breeding of insects should not happen at this time.

“Maybe this is a sign, caused by the resurrection of the devil.”

The square-faced Lama with the larger stature explained to Wei Xun seriously that when a powerful demon like Shambhala resurrected, various phenomena would definitely occur, such as the death of cattle and sheep, the holy lake turning into a lake of blood, herds of beasts going into a frenzy, and so on.

This out-of-season insect swarm was also a phenomenon recorded in the scriptures. After all, the protector of the Bon religion, the guardian deity Tagla Membar, controlled the insect swarm. Perhaps this was a reminder to the devout Bon believers.

Just look at the caterpillars crawling slowly on the road. If there was a passing vehicle, one was afraid these insects would be crushed to pieces. The two Lamas didn’t say much, but took the initiative to walk to the side of the road, picked up the caterpillars with their hands, and carried them to the grass on the side of the road.

Although they had expressions as solemn as the Buddha’s warrior attendant, they had compassionate hearts. They didn’t want to let the swarm sent as a warning by the Dharma Protector to suffer being crushed for no reason.

Even though the black caterpillars appeared similar to the venomous Insects of Evil in the legends, the two Lamas still did not hesitate. After all, Wei Xun, the emissary of the guardian deity Tagla Membar, was beside him. Even if the caterpillars were really Insects of Evil, they were certain the insect swarm wouldn’t hurt them!

Sure enough, these caterpillars looked scary, but they were actually very docile, and they didn’t hurt anyone even if they were pinched between their fingers. However, there were too many black bugs on this road, and no one knew how long it would take the two Lamas to pick them up.

“Dgahldan Palcho, let us help too,” Wei Xun said.

He was paying attention to the expression of the descendant of the eagle flutist when he spoke. Although his expression was still resolute and dull, there seemed to be some hesitation in the depths of his eyes.

Seeing this, Wei Xun said again, “Follow me, we will be more efficient if we do it together.”

“Okay.”

When Wei Xun said “follow me,” Dgahldan Palcho’s eyes flashed brightly, and he responded directly. They walked up to the two Lamas and started picking up caterpillars. At first, the descendant of the eagle flutist was still hesitant and perfunctory in his actions. Even though the two Lamas and Wei Xun had picked up the insects with their hands and no other abnormality had occurred, he still cautiously did not touch the caterpillars directly, but brushed them away with the hem of his sleeve.

While picking up insects, the gaze of the descendant of the eagle flutist fell on Wei Xun from time to time, and there seemed to be a strange glint in his eyes. The look in his eyes seemed to be different from the past.

When there were fewer and fewer caterpillars on the road, they inched closer to the two Lamas. Wei Xun stood up and put the black caterpillar in his hand on the barren grass, just in time to expose the behavior of the descendant of the eagle flutist to the gazes of the two Lamas.

“Dgahldan Palcho, you shouldn’t treat the godly insects so violently,” the tall Lama stated solemnly.

Since these Insects of Evil on the road were under the command of the guardian deity, they should be treated with more respect, like how they acted. They held the caterpillars carefully, like they were picking up peanuts with chopsticks, and then gently placed the caterpillars on their palms, for fear of hurting them.

How could they flick their sleeves roughly like the descendant of the eagle flutist!

The descendant of the eagle flutist was still watching Wei Xun, and he didn’t expect to be suddenly noticed by these two Lamas. At this moment, the eyes of the two Lamas fell on him. Since they had cultivated in Xiaolin Temple from when they were young, their eyesight was naturally good. His action had attracted their special attention, but the man who had finally managed to control Dgahldan Palchou didn’t want to relax his control on him.

“It’s because I’ve been thinking too much that I’ve committed a lapse,” the descendant of the eagle flutist explained, temporarily alleviating the Lama’s doubts.

Then he paused, suppressing the disgust in his heart, and picked up the black caterpillars crawling on the road with his hands. He hated bugs the most in his life. Usually, he would crush them to death if he saw them. How could he pick them up with his hands?

If it was not for, for…

“Wei Xun, let’s get up.”

The descendant of the eagle flutist picked up half a handful of black caterpillars, just as he saw that Wei Xun also picked up a handful of the insects and was about to put it in the wasteland. At this moment, he stood up and walked over to Wei Xun’s side.

“Okay.”

Wei Xun turned around and looked at him with a smile, but suddenly the smile froze on his face.

What was wrong? What did he discover?

The descendant of the eagle flutist maintained his composure as he continued to approach Wei Xun.

The next moment, Wei Xun said in surprise, “Descendant of the eagle flutist, why are you bleeding from your seven orifices?!”

Bleeding from your seven orifices? Me?

The descendant of the eagle flutist was terrified, only to feel a burst of severe pain rushing straight to his heart. His eyesight went dark, and he fainted immediately.

The author has something to say:

The descendant of the eagle flutist: This insect…is poisonous…

The two lamas retorted: Nonsense, obviously you are the one being disrespectful to them!

Wei “who observed that there’s something wrong with someone and decided to put that person down first, and who doesn’t give someone the slightest chance” Xun: Let’s poison him before thinking of my next move!

The action of picking insects was inspired by the documentary <<The Third Pole>>, it is really a great documentary!

Sob, sob, sob, today, this word typer broke the keyboard of my laptop computer while typing. One of the keys dropped and I was unable to fix it back qaq