Wang Yuanting didn't know anything about music and rhythm, and looked at his subordinates for help, and those people also shook their heads again and again, and they were in trouble for a while.

"Why haven't you gone in yet?" Luan Wushuang's divine sense transmission reached everyone's ears, and everyone realized that Luan Wushuang had come behind them at some point.

Seeing Luan Wushuang return safely, Wang Yuanting subconsciously looked in the direction of the Phantom Valley, Luan Wushuang shrugged his shoulders and didn't say anything. But they had already read what she meant, and the three-headed rhino had clearly taken care of it, and it was only her guards who were finishing it.

Wang Yuanting told Luan Wushuang about the whistle, and Luan Wushuang also felt that this was a good method and worth trying, but the premise was to get a whistle first.

Wang Yuanting guessed that the whistle should be something that the guards of the Phantom Valley transmitted the news, and it stands to reason that it is not one for each person, but one for a team.

As long as you get a disciple of the Valley of Illusion, you will get a whistle, but it is easy to get the whistle, and he really can't do anything about the melody.

Luan Wushuang originally wanted to tease Wang Yuanting, but when he saw his embarrassed appearance, he stopped teasing him, and his divine sense said: "I learned some music from your godfather, but this whistle is not difficult, just now what they said is: Someone enters the valley, strengthen the guard." ”

Wang Yuanting slapped his hands after hearing this, in this case, this matter is done, his godmother is worthy of being Yan Yuezong's "all-rounder", not only Luan's archery skills, but also some ghost and Yan Yuezong's exercises.

Luan Wushuang frowned slightly, and continued to transmit his divine sense: "This is far from enough, we have to make more movements and let them send people down to inspect." The more people there are, the more opportunities there are, and even if there is one less person, it is not easy for them to find out.

Wang Yuanting nodded in agreement, this is indeed a good way, but they only have less than a pillar of incense, so the fastest way is to make some movement by this spiritual spring.

Without further ado, Wang Yuanting patted the storage bag and took out a wooden box, he carefully opened the lid of the box, and there was actually another wooden box inside. He opened the wooden box again, and it was a tightly wrapped oiled paper bag, and I don't know what it was, so tightly wrapped.

Everyone gathered around curiously, but Wang Yuanting did not open it, but took it away in disgust, handed it to one of the secret guards, and told him to open it again when he arrived at the spiritual spring, otherwise his location would be exposed.

The secret guard nodded and took it in his hand, and subconsciously wanted to open the oil paper bag, so frightened that Wang Yuanting snatched it back, his brows furrowed into the word "Chuan", but now he couldn't speak, so he had to endure his anger.

He calmed down his anger and handed the oiled paper bag to his guard, who was relieved to watch the guard carefully put it away and go back to Lingquan.

What made Wang Yuanting so nervous, Luan Wushuang couldn't help but be curious, and used his divine sense to transmit a voice: "What's in there?" It makes you so nervous. ”

Wang Yuanting unconsciously touched his nose, and when he thought that he had touched that thing through the oil paper bag, his face immediately showed an expression of disgust, and his divine sense voice replied: "Godmother, you must not have smelled it, it is the most flavorful thing in the world, throw that thing in the spiritual spring, the people of the Illusion Valley have to come if they don't want to come." ”

As soon as the words fell, Wang Yuanting's personal guards ran over, and everyone couldn't smell the smell when they held their breath, and the two guards closest to the spiritual spring were the first to smell the smell.

"I'll go, who on the edge of the spiritual spring?" One of the guards covered his nose grumblingly, the barrier blocking the pink miasma, but nothing else.

The other guard's nose didn't seem to be very sensitive, he inhaled sharply, discerned it, and said, "This smells wrong, it's a fishy smell of fish and shrimp." ”

As the smell gradually became stronger, both of them couldn't help but gag again and again, and they hurriedly covered their mouths and noses and blew the whistle on their chests.

After listening to the melody, Luan Wushuang nodded to Wang Yuanting to signal that they had succeeded, and then they waited for the people from the Illusion Valley to come, and everything would be fine if they quietly caught a lone person.

Wang Yuanting naturally couldn't smell the breath-holding pill after taking it, Luan Wushuang couldn't help but be curious, and asked with his divine sense, "What is that thing?" ”

There was still half a pillar of incense left, and their breath-holding pills would fail, and she didn't want to be unguarded and suddenly smoked by that "smell".

Wang Yuanting raised his eyebrows, and said with great interest: "Don't worry, Godmother, that thing is not poisonous, it is the feces of a kind of water bird in the Canglan Sea."

This waterfowl has similar habits to the vulture, often eating rotting fish and shrimp on the beach, but it has a substance in its body that digests the toxicity of carrion and excretes it through feces. ”

Under the face towel, the corners of Luan Wushuang's mouth hooked, he didn't want to offend this kid, not only did he have a lot of ghost ideas in his head, but even the storage bag contained some strange things.

After a while, a team of guards wearing the clothes of the disciples of the Illusory Valley came down from the heavenly steps, each frowning, wearing a face towel tightly wrapped around their mouth and nose, trying to slow down their breathing, but they still couldn't hide the fishy smell, and they made a retching sound from time to time.

Wang Yuanting motioned for the two secret guards beside him to follow, and took advantage of the night to blend into the team, looking for an opportunity to retrieve the whistle on the guards.

The two guards tacitly covered each other, blended smoothly to the back of the guard line, and came with them to the spiritual spring.

The disgusting rancid smell was even stronger, which directly made the guards in Phantom Valley can't help but retch, and the secret guards who had been waiting for an opportunity immediately ran to the guard leader, pretending to support the retching guard leader.

At the same time, another secret guard also quietly rushed over, ready to meet his companions at any time. At this time, the secret guard who supported the leader of the guard took advantage of his unpreparedness and successfully took down the whistle hanging around the leader's neck.

Then, he immediately threw the whistle to his companion behind him, who was pretending to retch. In the blink of an eye, the two tacitly got the whistle in their hands, and no one noticed it.

The successful secret guard immediately hid the whistle flute in his arms, and while no one was paying attention to him, he returned directly to the stone steps and handed it to Luan Wushuang.

Luan Wushuang took the whistle, looking at the sticky saliva on it and was very disgusted, Wang Yuanting smiled and handed her a silk scarf, it seemed that she had been prepared.

Luan Wushuang was very grateful for his thoughtful gesture, took the silk scarf and wiped the whistle flute carefully, and then he was relieved.

In fact, the way this whistle is played is different from the ordinary way, the ordinary whistle is to use the breath to match the whistle to blow the melody, but the whistle in the Valley of Illusion is to use the divine sense to play.

Through the divine consciousness, the words expressed are transmitted to the whistle, and the whistle feels the transmission of the divine consciousness, and the words are transmitted into the sound of the whistle, so it seems that the whistle wants to be an encrypted medium.

Luan Wushuang guessed that the reason why Phantom Valley did this was to keep it secret, not wanting anyone to know the specific situation in the valley, or to manipulate the disciples of Phantom Valley, which was obviously a kind of distrust towards them.

These were just conjectures, for she wasn't sure how many people in the valley knew the secret of the whistle, and she had to try it for now.

Luan Wushuang closed his eyes and blew the whistle lightly, and at the same time, he used his divine sense to transmit the prepared words to the whistle on the side of his mouth, which was so simple but unimaginable.

Wang Yuanting was stunned for a moment, he saw Luan Wushuang put the whistle to his mouth, just blew it lightly, and the whistle automatically sounded a melody.

As soon as that melody came out, the guards who had rushed to Lingquan retreated as quickly as if they had received amnesty, and ran up the stone steps to the top of the cliff in pairs.

Luan Wushuang really wanted to go in with Wang Yuanting, but she had to follow the original plan, otherwise it was likely that she would ruin this operation because of her unauthorized decision.

It seems that she can only pin all her hopes on Wang Yuanting, since she can't appear in the Feng family, she is not in a hurry to enter, anyway, it is more than enough to mobilize those guards with a whistle in hand.

After a while, when her guards arrived, she blew her whistle and entered the barrier in the chaos, looking for a dark place to wait for their news, ready to support or retreat at any time.

Luan Wushuang gestured to Wang Yuanting and motioned for them to follow the team and blend into the Feng family, and she had to wait a little for her personal guards.

Wang Yuanting clenched his fists, pounded his chest, and signaled that this matter was on him, and he was bound to bring out the two sons of the Wei family.

Such a child who values love and righteousness made Luan Wushuang's eyes red, she clenched her fists and arched her hands, and said with her divine sense: "Yuanting, you also have to protect yourself, if you are worried about your life, send me a signal immediately, even if she turns her face with the Feng family at that time, she will not hesitate to do it."

After this day of getting along, Luan Wushuang also has a deep affection for this godson, if Wang Yuanting has an accident for her two sons, she will also feel uncomfortable.

"Don't worry, godmother, this won't bother me." Wang Yuanting replied with his divine sense, and without looking back, he took the five subordinates and followed the steps of the guards, and followed them smoothly.

The night was boundless, and the empty valley shone with a green light, and from the top of the stone steps it seemed as if they had entered a strange secret realm, but the guards did not want to look at it more, because they were getting closer and closer to the bottom of the cliff, and if they were not careful, they would fall into the abyss, and their bones would be gone.

The evening breeze blew, the rising moon was mischievously hidden in the clouds, and a few roars of demon beasts could be heard from time to time in the valley. The sound was so sudden and harsh that even the guards who often walked the stone steps trembled.

The slightly thin monk in the team slipped on the soles of his feet and almost fell, but fortunately he grabbed the rattan that grew on the cliff wall, otherwise the consequences can be imagined.

The leader of the guard was at the forefront, and when he saw someone slipping, he stopped and reminded: "It's dark and the road is slippery, brothers be careful." ”

Their guard team was on an errand for a day, and they were about to change shifts when they were thrown down to deal with the "smelly" thing, and their physical strength and energy were obviously not as good as usual, and they were baptized by the "smell", which made the guards scold their mothers in their hearts.

"! Dirty work and tiring work are the business of outer disciples......" At this time, the guard leader felt aggrieved, he was tired enough to choke after a day of running, and it was difficult to walk under his feet, so he leaned on the cliff next to the stone steps to rest.