Chapter 159: Blind’s Eyes (1/2)
Chapter 159: Blind’s Eyes
Translator: NinetalesEditor: Fish_Creek
Those two rays were visions and the owner of these visions was flying in the sky and surveying the prairie. The two visions shone downwards, lighting up the prairie in a golden glow. The visions swept past this small village at the foot of the mountain before leaving in the distance.
Qin Mu let out a sigh of relief and opened the door to look up to the sky. He saw the two stars shining pillars of light along their way, which covered a radius of two to three miles as they went further and further away.
”I wonder how is Senior Brother Ba Shan doing…”
He was indeed a little worried.
The people who had just passed by should be the strong practitioners of Rolan's Golden Palace on the level of the shaman kings. As they searched their way over, this shaman king didn't discover this village because the green bull did not leave any trails and there were no lamps lighted up in this hidden in the forest village. People here were all elderly people and they all went to bed very early.
However, for this shaman king to be able to come search for them, it meant that Chancellor Ba Shan couldn't stop him, which could most likely be either Chancellor Ba Shan was injured or he was being surrounded.
”Let's go to sleep!”
Qin Mu threw a small jade bottle to Ling Yuxiu and said, ”Sister, dragon's saliva is surprisingly effective to the wounds on your body. You should smear some on your body first before turning in to bed. We'll leave immediately in the morning!”
Ling Yuxiu nodded her head and went into the room. After a moment, this girl opened the door and popped her head out. With her beautiful black hair hanging down in the front of her chest, she revealed half of her smooth shoulder with the rest of her body hidden behind the door. She said shyly, ”Cowherd, there are some places which I can't see so it's inconvenient for me to smear…”
”I'll help you!”
Hu Ling'er rushed over excitedly and smiled, ”I'll help you smear, there's no need to bother young master!”
It was a night without words.
The next day before daybreak, Qin Mu got up to do some stretching. The elderly in the village got up too and the sound of feeding chickens could be heard. There were also sounds of people chasing the sheep out of the sheep's pen, sounds of elderly greeting each other. For a moment, Qin Mu thought he had returned to Disabled Elderly Village in Great Ruins.
”Little couple, have you woken up? Breakfast is ready, you can come to my house to eat!” The old granny's voice came from outside.
Qin Mu acknowledged and proceeded to wake up Ling Yuxiu and the green bull before carrying Hu Ling'er out from the bed to walk out of this dilapidated house.
At this moment, a voice came from outside the village, ”There's a village here, let us ask for directions.”
”Ask for what directions? It's impossible for me to be lost!”
A voice which was brimming with anger sneered, ”I've been there before and blocked the gate for a hundred days, how could I be lost?”
Qin Mu was stunned and gave an unbelievable look as he rushed to the village's entrance at once.
”There's no harm in asking. You said you remembered the way yet we ended up walking round and round the prairie for such a long time, I'm not like Cripple that wretch who can run so fast…”
Qin Mu came to the village's entrance with quick steps and saw a blind man walking over with a bamboo cane. Beside him was a half body old man with a stubbly beard, carrying two Pig Slaughtering Knives on his back, making him look fiendish.
Qin Mu was surprised and delighted. He hurriedly ran over and tightly hugged the half body old man up without explanation. He then threw the half body old man aside and tightly hugged the dry and thin old man.
”Butcher, haven't I said we went the wrong way?”
That blind man immediately turned his head away to avoid Qin Mu. He struggled and looked at the stupefied Butcher who was thrown in one corner, ”You brought me to the region beyond the Great Wall and look what happened? You brought me back to Great Ruins, we're back at our village! Mu'er, let go, I'm going to suffocate! Where's Village Chief? Is granny back as well? Apothecary, Apothecary, stop hiding, I saw you!”
After a moment, Blind and Butcher greeted the elderly people in the village. When the elderly in the village saw that they were even older than them and disabled, they all admired endlessly and secretly exclaimed they were old yet strong.
Ling Yuxiu came out from her room after she finished washing her hair and jumped in shock when she saw the two elders. She immediately ran back into her room with her heart thumping wildly, ”They are those two elders that scared me and Little General Qin on Surging River that day!”
Qin Mu avoided all the elderly in the village and took out the sack on his waist. Pushing up the bottom of the sack, he reached in to rummage the items inside, pulling out two legs before tugging out the remaining half of the body and said, ”Grandpa Butcher, is this golden lower body the one you've lost?”
”No. This isn't my body.”
Butcher took a careful look at this golden lower body and used his knife to give a slice after a moment. Touching the golden blood that was flowing out, he said suspiciously, ”This body seems to be Grand Shaman's. I had fought with this old brat once and I'm very familiar with his blood. This lower body is already more or less dead, making it useless.”
Qin Mu also went forward to touch the golden blood which had already half solidified. However, there was still a fire property hidden within it and a drop of blood was even squirming on his fingertip, trying to enter his body.
Qin Mu immediately executed his vital qi and turned it into Vermillion Bird Vital Qi to burn it continuously. He spent quite a great effort before he could evaporate this drop of blood, ”Since it's the lower body of Grand Shaman, in that case, Grandpa Butcher's lower body should be on Grand Shaman.”
”That old brat actually admires me to that extent?”
Butcher rubbed his beard, pleased with himself, ”In that case, are the sons he gave birth his sons or my sons?”
The beard stubble on his face was like iron spikes, giving off scratching sounds as his hand went over them.