In Love With My Fierce Farming Wife!
Chapter 884: Accustomed to the Other’s Sacrifice, We Forget to be Grateful!

Chapter 884: Chapter 884: Accustomed to the Other’s Sacrifice, We Forget to be Grateful!

This is...

This isn’t the improved version of the Nine Halls-Eight Trigrams Array Formation maze she discovered underground when she was investigating the Bai Residence’s tunnels in Changze County, is it?

The more Su Pan’er looked, the more startled she became, the more familiar it felt, until finally, she slowly closed her eyes and took a deep breath!

"I think, I know where this is!"

How could she not know where this was?

In the past, she, Qin Yi, and Old Cheng had been trapped in this formation for several days before they managed to crawl out!

And now, they were unexpectedly trapped inside it again—the most marvelous thing in this world lies in this coincidence!

"You know where this is? Then how do we get out?"

As soon as they heard Su Pan’er say she knew the location, Old Xue and Eleventh Uncle both perked up.

Su Pan’er took Little Yanyan’s hand: "Like this, you all hold hands, and follow my steps. Remember! Follow closely behind me, and absolutely do not lose each other, let alone miss a step! The most important thing is to never let go!"

Su Pan’er instructed repetitively and with utmost seriousness.

Who would dare hesitate? Old Xue quickly took Little Yanyan’s hand, Eleventh Uncle grasped Old Xue’s hand, and two personal soldiers followed closely behind.

The fact that they had escaped from the formation last time was actually a stroke of luck!

Now, for Su Pan’er to find the exit deliberately, it was indeed more difficult.

But at this moment, there was no room for her to back down!

The traditional Nine Halls-Eight Trigrams Array Formation is made of scattered stones and, according to legend, was invented by Zhuge Liang. It used scattered stones to create the formation, dividing it into the eight gates of Rest, Life, Injury, Duress, View, Death, Fear, and Open, with myriad variations, reputedly enough to hold off a hundred thousand elite soldiers. The Nine Halls-Eight Trigrams Array Formation in these tunnels wasn’t laid out like the traditional formation, with its numerous changes. Once trapped within it, one would feel surrounded by darkness and an ominous chill, with tunnels everywhere, exits everywhere, but unable to find the correct exit—the complexity made it even more difficult to figure out.

Su Pan’er tried several times, losing track of how long it had taken. Everyone felt their stomachs growl with hunger over and over until they were famished, their stomachs rumbling loudly.

It wasn’t until Little Yanyan sobbed from hunger for the fourth time that Su Pan’er finally stood up.

"Brace yourselves, follow me!"

With that, she began to move forward according to the direction she had calculated. From the position of Xun, to Zhen, Kun, the direction of Kan, back to Kun, Zhen, returning to rest at the central palace, then moving on to Qian, Dui, Gen, and Li, leaping back and forth twice, they arrived at a crossroads and stopped.

This was the "Life position" she had calculated!

"Ugly girl, why have you stopped? Is there an exit here?"

Old Xue asked curiously.

Looking left and right, he saw nothing that differentiated this path from the others they had walked.

"Don’t talk, everyone close your eyes and hold on tightly. No matter what happens, don’t let go, understand?"

Instead of answering, Su Pan’er gave another solemn reminder, closed her eyes, and carefully sensed the surroundings.

After waiting for about the time it takes for half a cup of tea to brew, she felt a slight breeze flowing delicately from the right and immediately took Little Yanyan’s hand, shouting, "Let’s go!"

After saying that, she took a step forward.

After this step, Su Pan’er didn’t stop but quickened her pace. Upon opening her eyes again, there was only one path left at the fork in the road.

Looking back, it was pitch black, and nothing could be seen.

"How is it, has anyone fallen behind?"

The personal soldiers answered, "Madam, everyone is here."

That’s good!

Su Pan’er breathed a sigh of relief, bowed her head, and marched forward, walking a great distance without encountering another fork in the road.

"Have we... made it out?"

Old Xue, belatedly realizing, spoke.

It actually made Su Pan’er chuckle, "Yes! If I’m not mistaken, we should have made it out."

When she and Qin Yi had originally made their way out, they ended up in the territory of Yongzhou City. Would there be a change this time?

Knowing they had made it out, everyone’s faces lit up with joy.

But after traveling continuously for so long, everyone really couldn’t walk any further!

Su Pan’er had to encourage everyone, "Hurry, maybe just around the next turn is the exit!"

Little Yanyan even lay across Su Pan’er’s legs, completely unwilling to walk: "Mother, I... I can’t walk anymore. Mommy, carry Little Yanyan..."

"Yanyan, be good, can you walk on your own?"

With a big belly, Su Pan’er had walked all the way, already tired and drowsy, barely keeping up the pace; how could she have the energy to carry her?

So she had to coax Little Yanyan, "How about Mommy tells you a story, would that be good?"

Little Yanyan, listlessly, nodded her head, "Okay."

Su Pan’er thought briefly and then started to tell a casual story: "Once upon a time, there were two brothers who both raised chickens and ducks for a wealthy man; the older brother didn’t like to eat eggs..."

"Why doesn’t he like to eat eggs? Eggs are delicious and filling."

Little Yanyan interjected dully.

"..."

Su Pan’er regretted starting this story, "Stop fussing, listen to what Mommy says. The older brother, whenever the wealthy man included eggs in the rations, would give them to the younger brother to eat. At first, the younger brother was very grateful but, as time went on, he took it for granted. Because he got used to it, he assumed it was his right. Then one day, the older brother gave the eggs meant for him by the wealthy man to someone else, and the younger brother became angry! Why do you think that is?" she asked Little Yanyan.

Little Yanyan listlessly retorted, "Why is that?"

"Because he forgot that the eggs were originally given to the older brother by the wealthy man to eat, and the older brother could give them to anyone he chose not to eat them. Because he got used to it, he got used to the other’s contributions and forgot gratitude!"

Su Pan’er earnestly instructed, "Later on, they had a big fight over the egg and became estranged, as if they were strangers. So remember, there is a saying, ’A rise in rice is a favor, a fight in rice is a grudge,’ okay?"

Old Xue and Eleventh Uncle followed behind, silently listening to Su Pan’er’s story, their thoughts drifting to Mu Li, who had fallen into the enemy’s hands, and they all fell silent for a moment.

"Oh, got it!"

Yanyan nodded vigorously, realizing that her mother couldn’t see, she quickly grabbed Su Pan’er’s arm and shook it, "Mother, tell another one, another story please!"

"Okay, Mommy will tell another one."

Su Pan’er looked carefully at the surrounding environment while continuing the story, "There was a sheep grazing on a hillside, when suddenly, out of the bushes, a wolf sprang forth. The wolf wanted to eat the sheep, but the sheep wouldn’t submit, jumping up with horns ready to fight back, and crying out for help from friends. The bull hid under the tree shade and slinked away quietly when he saw the wolf. The horse was walking at the top of the hill and glanced toward the sheep from a distance, then ran away. The donkey was about to go up the hill, saw the wolf, turned around and fled. The pig was drinking water by the creek and quietly walked along the riverbank. The rabbit even ducked its head straight into a hole, never to poke out again. Only the dog at the foot of the mountain heard the sheep’s cries and ran all the way, bursting through the bushes and bit the wolf’s neck!"

"Wow, mother, the dog is so brave!"

Little Yanyan cheered, clapping her hands joyfully.

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