The next afternoon, Wuxie and his companions returned to Shuiniutou Valley to look for Father Panma.
When passing by the place where they entered the tomb last night, Wuxie took a quick look and found that the inscriptionless stele had disappeared.
As they walked deeper, they gradually saw a lot of bloodstains and tattered clothes, as if leading them to a place. They followed these marks and the deeper they went, the more spider webs they saw.
Ji Huaichuan pinched his brow uncomfortably. Zhang Qiling asked him if he felt unwell, but Ji Huaichuan just shook his head and said, "There is poisonous gas here, but it's not very strong."
"There's poisonous gas? Is it these spider webs?" Wuxie asked.
Ji Huaichuan nodded. "Nothing unexpected will happen. Be careful. The spider that made the web is probably very poisonous."
After hearing this, Wuxie and Fatty nodded seriously.
As they walked further in, there were more and more spider webs. The fat man dodged and complained, "These broken spider webs look like they've been painted all over us. Are we going to go into the Silken Web Cave?"
Wu Xie glanced at the fat man and said with a smile, "Come on, even if you enter the Pansi Cave, the spider spirits won't look for you."
"Hey, Fatty, I am fat and I want to be the Marshal of Tianpeng. Who wants to be Tang Monk?" said the fat man proudly.
As he was speaking, Ji Huaichuan waved his hand and said, "Stop, listen to what's going on."
The fat man looked around, then suddenly widened his eyes and whispered, "Everyone, look at the tree."
There were dense spiders crawling on the tree trunk, each one was as big as a fist. When Wuxie was not paying attention, a spider jumped onto his hand. The fat man quickly pulled the spider off, but Wuxie's hand was still bitten.
"Are you okay?" Ji Huaichuan grabbed Wuxie's hand and looked at it carefully.
"It's okay!" Wuxie smiled, withdrew his hand, and then shook it hard.
"Then run quickly."
Several people returned along the same route, but found that they were running in circles. Ji Huaichuan also became confused and could only rely on Zhang Qiling to lead him.
The spiders chased them closely all the way, as if they were trying to drive them somewhere, and even started attacking them when they deviated from the direction.
The fat man was accidentally bitten, so he threw the spider to the ground and stomped on it to death, but he soon fell to the ground dizzy, and Ji Huaichuan also fell from behind as if he could not hold on any longer.
At night, an old man came stealthily to Ji Huaichuan and the others with a kerosene lamp, and shone the lamp on them one by one. Fatty and Wuxie were stuck on the spider web, and Ji Huaichuan was lying against a fallen tree trunk.
The old man breathed a sigh of relief when he confirmed that none of them would wake up, but his hands trembled when he saw Ji Huaichuan's appearance clearly.
Panma bent over and stared at Ji Huaichuan with his cloudy eyes for a long time before he slowly stood up. Unexpectedly, as soon as he stood up, a dagger was put to his neck.
At this time, Wuxie, who had pretended to be unconscious, adjusted his glasses, stood up, and casually patted the dirt off his body.
Panma's eyes widened in surprise, "You! You're not dead?!"
"How do I cure spider venom?" Wu Xie asked.
Pan Ma glanced sideways at the fat man stuck in the spider web, then at Ji Huaichuan lying beside him. He lowered his eyes and thought for a moment before shaking his head and saying, "There's no solution. If you're bitten by this kind of spider, you're doomed."
Hearing this, Zhang Qiling exerted force with his hand and cut Panma's neck with the dagger. Panma still looked helpless.
Seeing this, Wuxie gave Zhang Qiling a look, and Zhang Qiling then grabbed a spider and approached Panma. As expected, Panma looked terrified.
"No solution?" Zhang Qiling asked.
Panma was very flexible and immediately gave in. He squatted on the ground, grinding something and began to narrate, "When I was a child, the villagers would go to the mountains to worship every once in a while. I heard from the elders that they were worshipping a person, and they called that person...Zhou Huangpi.
During worship, there is always a group of spiders surrounding the stone statue of Zhou Huangpi. The old people call these spiders holy spiders.
The silk of this spider is extremely sticky, and once anything touches it, it can’t escape.”
Wu Xie wiped his glasses and put them back on. "What if I hadn't touched the spider silk?"
Panma paused, shook his head, and continued, "There's no escape either. Spider silk emits a poisonous gas, colorless and odorless. It can make you lose your bearings and make you walk in circles. If you smell it for too long, you'll fall into a hallucination and won't wake up.
If you get bitten by that spider, you will be extremely poisonous. Although I have heard that people with special blood can be bitten by them without any problems, I have never seen it..."
When Panma said this, Wuxie and Zhang Qiling exchanged a glance, and then Panma continued, "But this spider venom is easy to cure. Burn the spider silk into ashes, mix it with Guangdou root and Guiyujin powder, and eat it."
"Panma," Wuxie cried, "You led us here just to let us die, right?"
Panma said, "I originally wanted to scare you, but who could have imagined that you would be so stubborn and insist on following me in. I know what you want to ask, but do you really want to know, even if the truth will drag us all into the abyss?"
Panma tilted his head and stared at Wuxie with a creepy look in his eyes.
Wuxie also answered with great determination: "Yes."
Panma sighed helplessly and took them back to his residence.
Along the way, Wuxie supported the fat man, Zhang Qiling held Ji Huaichuan, and followed Panma through twists and turns to a stilt house.
After putting Fatty and Ji Huaichuan to bed, Wu Xie asked, "Now can you tell us what happened back then?"
Panma hesitated for a moment, but nodded and said, "Come with me."
Pan Ma was about to go out, but he stopped at the door, turned around, pointed at Zhang Qiling and said to Wu Xie, "But he can't go."
Panma looked at Wuxie, then pointed at the fat man and said firmly, "I can tell you what happened back then, and I can tell him, but not him."
Zhang Qiling looked at Panma. Although he didn't say anything, if Ji Huaichuan was awake, he would definitely be able to see that Zhang Qiling was confused and wanted to kill someone.
Wuxie also asked: "Why can't you tell him?"
Panma glanced at Zhang Qiling, then snorted at Wuxie, "It has nothing to do with you."
Wuxie was speechless and didn't know what to say.
At this time, Zhang Qiling asked, "Do you know me?"
Unexpectedly, Panma acted very arrogantly and ignored Zhang Qiling. He just said to Wuxie, "If you want to know, just follow me. If you don't want to know, forget it."
Then he turned and left the house, leaving Zhang Qiling and Wuxie looking at each other. Wuxie vaguely saw Zhang Qiling roll his eyes inadvertently, but he was not sure, and then he caught up with Panma.
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