After the Fairy Disappeared

  Chapter 343 Outsiders

  Will it stir up more turmoil and trigger more wars?

   At least it will make Panlong City, which is surrounded by enemies on all sides, face a more difficult situation, right?

  If his deduction is true, Wen Daolun really paid a huge price for this "certainty".

  Thinking of this, He Lingchuan couldn't help but sigh with emotion, it seems that the relationship between Mi Tian and other gods is really not good.

   Speaking of going back to the Demon's Nest Swamp, did the abuser get the treasure in the end?

  He Lingchuan is unknown. However, since the Moon God is likely to be Mi Tian of Panlong City, at least what the abuser gets is not a generous pot.

  If you get the treasure, what will you do with it?

  He Lingchuan thought of all the abnormalities in the magic nest, as well as the small grave in the "atrium".

   At this moment, there seemed to be a human voice in the distance.

  He Lingchuan was taken aback, this is the place deep in the magic nest swamp, the territory of the big monsters. He did, however, hear human voices again, and the snorting of horses, and the crunch of stones on the ground.

   Then, He Lingchuan saw groups of spiders strolling over from the water's edge, running towards where the sound came from on eight legs.

   There was nothing to wait for, so he followed closely.

  At this time, the flood of the Han River has long been discharged, the water level in the swamp is also slowly dropping, and the land appears in a large area, but it is muddy and difficult to walk.

  At this time, a human caravan was dragging their belongings towards the ruins of the Jiana tribe, which was also the largest open space in Zhu Erniang's territory.

  Two spiders lead the way ahead, and the rest circle around the team, as if watching the excitement, but they will not come forward to hurt and eat people.

   This convoy consisted of more than forty carts, and there were thirty or forty sheep behind them, but the number of them was not many, only about thirty. He Lingchuan knew that the cargo was heavy when he saw the deep ruts. Sometimes the wheels got stuck in the mud and couldn't be pulled out, and there were spider guards around to help push the cart.

  So attentive. Obviously this team was able to pass through the Demon's Nest Swamp not only because of the Mirage, but also with Zhu Erniang's permission.

He Lingchuan noticed that there were thick cobwebs on the roofs of the first and last carriages, and the weaving patterns were also rather special, like **** of wool that had not been woven. In the eyes of the spider, it may be the password.

  The relics of the Jana tribe are very close to the magic nest. When the team arrived, Zhu Erniang also moved out of the magic nest, went downhill slowly, and walked to the front of the team:

   "What's going on, why did you change?"

   Two people greeted them, one was a strong man in his thirties, with the best clothes in the team, probably the leader.

  The other is in his fifties, with a dusty face, and looks like an experienced old manager.

  The steward stepped forward to salute: "Master Spider Queen, my master is seriously ill this year and cannot come in person. This transaction will be done by my nephew Tu Zhongli."

  He is a frequent visitor to the Demon's Nest Swamp following the caravan. He has been here more than seven or eight times, and Zhu Erniang can recognize him at a glance.

  Familiar faces are living signs.

  But Manager Zhao still held up a small flag: "This is a token from you, please have a look!"

  The flag is full of brilliance, it is the brocade that Zhu Erniang is good at, of course it can be recognized at a glance.

  Tu Zhongli smiled all over his face, and bowed to the end: "Forgive me, Spider Queen, my uncle has a stomach tumor, can't get up, let alone travel across mountains and rivers, so I have to honor you!"

   After speaking, he waved his hand back.

  The rest of the people quickly removed the oil from the five carriages in front of them, revealing a clear black tank underneath. Each tank was half the height of a person. The mouth of the tank was narrowed and sealed with a red cloth.

   "These are all good wines brewed by Xiyao Mountain Spring, and the quality is better than the previous batch."

  Zhu Erniang walked to the first cart, and without breaking the mud seal, she directly stuck her mouthparts into a large vat, and sipped for a while.

  This action startled Tu Zhongli a lot. He didn't expect that Zhu Erniang would...

fine.

   "Well, it's okay." The wine is okay.

  It waved its claws, and a group of huge spiders rushed over, carried the wine jar on their backs, and moved it into the magic nest. If you are afraid that the wine tanks will not be placed stably, just spray them with a few tentacles of spider silk, which is sure to stick stronger than any glue.

   Zhu Erniang loves to drink, and there is a special wine cellar in the magic nest.

  It took two steps, and suddenly asked: "Why does the car and you smell like human blood?"

  Everyone was shocked, and Tu Zhongli smiled and said: "You don't know, the outside of the swamp is not peaceful now. Before we came in, we encountered a group of robbers, and finally beat them away! Otherwise, this trip will be in vain."

  Then the contents of dozens of other carriages were also uncovered. Apart from some miscellaneous items, what caught He Lingchuan's attention the most were the countless coarse bags.

  He has transported grain, and this kind of bag is so poorly sealed that it can't even hold grain. But the thirty carts here are all loaded with rough cloth bags, each of which can hold at least two people, and now one by one is bulging, and they are all stuffed with things.

  What's in here?

   Fortunately, Zhu Erniang quickly cleared up his confusion.

  When the giant spider demon pulled casually, the pouch under its claws burst, exposing the—

   "Loess?"

   What is contained in the coarse cloth bag is actually the most common loess? Some are lumpy, some are in bulk, and some grass roots are mixed in, but it does look like dried yellow mud.

  Zhu Erniang even stretched out her paws to stir it twice, and even took a little out and put it in her mouth to taste: "This issue, there are a lot of impurities."

"You also know that salty clay is like this." After being hit by Tu Zhongli's heel, the steward hurriedly said, "It's not much different from the ones sent before. They were all dug in the same area, and the quality fluctuated. Maybe it's because It's been raining a lot lately."

   "That's your business." Zhu Erniang said unceremoniously, "The quality has dropped, and the price has dropped."

  The steward opened his mouth to argue, but Tu Zhongli interrupted him and said, "It's okay, it's our fault this time, and we will pay according to your price. The dozens of sheep in the back will be given to the Spider Queen as compensation."

  Zhu Erniang snorted, waved her claws again, her hands rushed forward, emptied the carriage, and took away the sheep.

   They are tired of eating the prey in the swamp, and finally have the opportunity to taste the little fat sheep for a change.

  Zhu Erniang said coldly: "It's still the same, you will live in the ruins of the Jiana tribe tonight, don't move around. Otherwise-"

  The steward nodded quickly: "We understand, the jungle is not safe, we understand!"

  He Lingchuan pulled the spider guard beside him and asked, "What is this salty clay used for?"

  If it is used to grow creep, it seems a little less.

   "This is one of the baits for the aphid cows." The spider guard said in a low voice. This human has been walking around the camp for more than half a month, and he often strikes up a conversation with them. It subconsciously replied. Besides, it doesn't know how to lie, "Eat salty clay, they will lay eggs."

  He Lingchuan let out a long "Oh".

  He heard that birds and beasts would eat some soil to supplement nutrition, but he didn't expect that the aphids here would also need it. It can be seen that the burrow spider is really an expert in grazing, and even the prenatal and postnatal care of the aphid cows are very clear.

   Now he probably understands why the warm jungle environment here seems to be more suitable for burrow spiders, but Zhu Erniang's offspring are not as numerous as the Ghost Needle Stone Forest.

  The output of salty clay is probably one of the important factors.

  The Panlong Wasteland has a lot of production, so there are many aphid cattle for support, and the rations of the spiders are abundant.

   The salty clay is rarely produced in the Demon's Nest Swamp, and the crypt spiders have to rely on humans to buy them from outside, so the population will be limited.

  It’s already dark, and the human caravan will stay in the swamp for one night as usual, and then load and leave tomorrow morning.

  He Lingchuan is a living person mixed in among the spider swarms, he can really be called He Li's spider swarm. It's hard not to see these business travelers at a glance.

  So after the team disbanded on the spot, Tu Zhongli walked over, his eyes full of doubts: "Brother, what's your name?"

   "Congratulations."

   "Why are you in the old nest of the burrow spider?" Tu Zhongli asked the steward next to him, "Steward Zhao, didn't you say that strangers should not enter the magic nest swamp?"

   "Uh, it stands to reason." Manager Zhao said cautiously, "But..."

   "The Han River was flooded, and I was washed in. During this time, the crypt spiders had too much food and didn't eat me. But I couldn't get out either." He Lingchuan looked at Tu Zhongli and said, "What does Brother Tu do?"

   "Me?" Tu Zhongli laughed, "I will do some business with my uncle."

   "I thought..." This guy has a strong body, almost catching up with He Lingchuan, as if he can kill a cow with one punch, "It's a bit wasteful to be a businessman with this physique."

  He has practiced martial arts for many years, so he has a vigorous spirit. What about this guy?

  He looked at Tu Zhongli's walking posture, at least he was a good guy, and he was reckless—

  Since the encounter in Xianling Village, He Lingchuan has been particularly sensitive to the aura of gangsters.

  Tu Zhongli smiled: "Everyone says that. What do you do?"

   "Mercenaries, you can work if you give them money." He Lingchuan asked, "I heard that the Demon's Nest Swamp is surrounded by mirage, how can you go in and out freely?"

Tu Zhongli sneered at Guanshi Zhao, who immediately said, "My master rescued a few burrow spiders in the market a few years ago. They were all very big. The hunter said they caught them with a trap outside the Demon's Nest Swamp. He wanted to kill and strip the materials and sell them for money. My master heard that these giant spiders could talk, so he couldn't bear it, so he bought them and set them free."

"After a few days, the spider queen asked the giant spider to come to us and said that he wanted to do business with my family." Manager Zhao swallowed, "It originally sent the giant spider in the swamp to find a kind of salty clay. If it is supplied, we can guarantee that we can freely enter and exit the swamp—of course, it is only my family, and outsiders entering here are courting death."

   "So that's how it is. Good intentions are rewarded." He Lingchuan nodded, knowing in his heart that Manager Zhao omitted many details. For example, why did Tu Zhongli's uncle specially take the giant spiders out of the magic nest swamp to release them, and why the spider queen could find them all at once.

   It can be seen that when the old guy rescued the giant spider, he smelled a huge business opportunity, and it may not be simply "unbearable".

   At this time, the caravan picked up dead branches and leaves, and began to set fire to cook.

  The spiders accepted Zhu Erniang's order, and generously sent big fish to be raised in the swamp.

  (end of this chapter)