This fox fairy is too inhuman

Chapter 304 Blind

Chapter 304 Blind

Ren Yidao took the initiative to separate from Chu Hairen halfway through the trip, without holding hands and traveling together.

Chu Hairen has been in the city for a while, and many people know his face and the identity of his Chu family.

Walking together with Chu Hairen may have the effect of pulling the tiger's skin and pulling the flag in other places, but here, I'm afraid it will only have the opposite effect.

As for Ren Yidao, who was alone and put on a hood to cover his face, he was like many other outsiders, inconspicuous and much more relaxed.

Today is the annual festival of Ten Thousand Beasts City, and it is also the day when Ten Thousand Beasts Sect was completely destroyed.

Although the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect has been dead for more than a hundred years, their descendants have still preserved some customs.

Perhaps, it was just some thoughts of the older generation.

At the very beginning, the first generation of disciples may have had the idea of resuming the sect in the future. This anniversary was set up so that they would not forget that tragic day and hoped to use this as a lesson.

But now, more than a hundred years have passed, and the ambitions of the past have been completely buried in the past with the passing of that generation.

Most of the younger generation do not remember the meaning of this festival. They only know that there will be a large gathering on this day and they will have the opportunity to eat food and sweets that are rarely available on weekdays.

For children, understanding this is enough.

"such a pity."

The market is very lively, and the fox likes it very much.

But the quality of the market was very average, which made Huhu very disappointed.

After all, Ren Yidao couldn't find those "rare treasures" covered in dust at various stalls.

After all, this is just a market for a bunch of remnants who are trapped in the city and unable to escape. Even most of the food and clothing must be traded by merchants. The supplies that the kings once promised to provide have gradually stopped fifty years ago.

This is a prison, but also a man-made island isolated from the world.

Things that make an ignorant child happy will naturally not make him, a mature adult, happy.

Therefore, Ren Yidao only bought a can of sour plum soup, three skewers of candied haws, twenty mutton skewers, two candy figures, and a cage of small meat buns...

It’s not because I was worried about eating so little. It was really just a simple bite and I didn’t compete with the children for food!

He even bought five drawers of large meat buns and distributed them to the children surrounding him, and finally escaped from the siege.

Everything else was fine, except for one thing. He looked down upon the kings' actions.

"Children a few generations from now will be innocent."

There must be a limit to greed, and one should not go so far as to kill everyone.

"Are they worried that their children will retaliate in the future? No, they're just used to it."

After shopping around for a while, Ren Yidao calmed down.

Being poor cares themselves, being wealthy cares the world.

The City of Ten Thousand Beasts will soon enter the embrace of Beigan. Li Long is not a foolish king and will not do the same thing as the kings of the Eastern Wilderness.

But Ren Yidao did not tell them the news in advance.

Even if they knew in advance and had hope for their future life, it would not improve the present much.

But once the people from Beigan arrive too late, or have an accident, or even give up here, their joy will only be in vain, and the good thing will turn into a bad thing.

Anyway, today is a holiday, so don’t think too much, just relax and enjoy the holiday.

Of course, Ren Yidao did not forget the business of coming here when he was visiting the market. He kept chatting with the residents, asking about "Master Luoyue", trying to get some information.

Maybe it was because he was friendly enough, or maybe it was because his friendly behavior towards the children impressed some people. They all had a good attitude towards Ren Yidao, and they actually allowed him to find a possible clue.

"Old Zhangtou's home in the west of the city should have books that record what happened back then. His grandfather was once the administrator of the books of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, and secretly hid some insignificant sect history books. The kings were not interested, and no one took them away later. .”

"But his family's conditions are worse. He and his grandson are the only ones left. If you find what you want, leave some food for him."

The people of Ten Thousand Beasts City, who were struggling in hard times, could describe it as "poor conditions". Ren Yidao found it hard to imagine how difficult the other party's living situation was.

"He should be setting up a stall in the west of the city with his grandson today, right? If you want to find him, go there and ask."

Ren Yidao did not rush there after bidding farewell to the friendly lady, but still chatted with people along the way.

But after he had talked to most of the people in the city, he still only got this one clue that seemed pretty reliable.

However, although there was no other news about "Master Luoyue", he did ask for some information about Lao Zhangtou.

Lao Zhangtou himself has nothing to say, he is just an old widower who is half alone and unable to work because of his old age.

The one in question is his underage grandson.

A blind man.

If it were just this, it would be nothing, but he was not born blind, but suddenly became blind after scaling the city wall when he was young and playful.

There are all kinds of strange rumors. Some say that his parents who died in Death Valley committed a major sin and were reviled. Some say that he saw dirty things on the city wall. Some say that he became blind because he committed a major mistake and was punished by God...

There are different opinions, but before seeing the real person, it is difficult for Ren Yidao to make a conclusion.

However, he had an intuition that the young man named Zhang might have really seen something that he shouldn't have seen.

Judging from past experience, his intuition is generally accurate.

When he followed the residents' directions and found the grandfather and grandson, Ren Yidao's eyebrows raised slightly.

The situation was slightly different from his initial guess.

An old man who seemed to be sleeping was wrapped in a quilt and leaning against the wall to bask in the sun. He seemed to have fallen asleep.

In front of him, a young man was sitting behind a broken table, constantly greeting passers-by.

"Don't miss it if you're passing by! Sir! Do you want to tell fortunes? It's very cheap! Don't charge for it!"

The boy didn't look ugly. Although he was thin, he was full of energy and didn't look depressed at all.

What concerned Ren Yidao the most was that the other party's eyes looked just like ordinary people's.

The eyes are bright and will deflect slightly as the speaker moves, as if he is really looking at the other person.

When Ren Yidao approached and deliberately stepped up his steps, the young man immediately turned his head to look in his direction and smiled:

"Guest, you and I are destined!"

Ren Yidao: Oh?

Destined?

"Are you here to tell fortunes? Or are you here to read my grandfather's classics?"

Ren Yidao raised his eyebrows and asked curiously:

"Why do you think I'm here to find the book?"

The young man smiled shyly and pointed to his ears:

"Because your footsteps only appeared after you got closer. I couldn't hear them at all before. You must be an expert from outside the city. I must not be able to catch your eye with my meager skills."

very smart.

Ren Yidao was a little surprised by the young man's intelligence, but he just took one more look at the young man's eyes and nodded calmly:

"I'm here to look through the classics. I hope Mr. Zhang can be accommodating."

"Whether I find the information I want or not, I will come here to figure it out."

The young man blinked, smiled gratefully, and bowed:

"Thank you, sir. Please follow my grandpa into the house to take a look."

He turned around, gently pushed the sleeping old man, and shouted loudly in his ear:

"Grandpa! Don't sleep! Someone is here to read to you!" "..."

Seeing that the old man didn't respond, the young man first turned around and smiled apologetically at Ren Yi, then lowered his voice in the old man's ear and whispered:

"Grandpa, Widow Lu is here to see you..."

"Huh!? Say I'm not here! I'm not here!"

The old man who was still unconscious suddenly opened his eyes, wrapped himself in a quilt and was about to escape over the wall, but was caught by his grandson.

"Grandpa, a guest comes to read to you."

"Oh! Oh, that's it."

Lao Zhangtou was stunned for a moment, then he smiled honestly at Ren Yidao, "Then please, sir, follow me to the house."

"Thank you, old man."

Ren Yidao followed the old man into the door and patted the young man's shoulder gently when he passed by, sending a stream of mana into his body and forcing out the cold from his body.

This family was indeed extremely poor, and the tattered quilt was the only thing they had to keep out the cold. The young man only had a single coat with various patches on it.

"Little sir, what's your name?"

The young man felt the warmth flowing through his body, limbs and bones, and breathed out a white breath absently. Hearing this, he quickly replied:

"Thank you sir, little man Zhang Mang."

"The awn of miscanthus."

……

"Old man, did this child change his name later?"

Ren Yidao watched the old man skillfully lift up the floor to reveal the cellar, and asked casually:

"Mang, it's both awn and blind. It doesn't seem like a good name."

Lao Zhang moved his head for a moment, then sighed:

"Yes, after he became blind, the old man changed his name. He hoped that this stupid name would make the child's life better and not have to be so miserable."

A bad name makes a living.

"What exactly did he see on the city wall back then?"

"...The little old man doesn't know either. The child was too young at that time. He only cried and didn't remember anything."

The old man seemed unwilling to talk about this topic and kept silent after walking into the cellar. Ren Yidao shook his head and followed him down without pressing any further questions.

"Ok?"

After walking into the cellar, Ren Yidao discovered that there was a cave inside the cellar, and there was actually a formation hidden inside to isolate the interior from the outside world.

Hundreds of jade slips are neatly arranged on the shelf. There is no obvious ups and downs except that they look a little older. It can be seen that someone is cleaning them frequently.

"There were originally more than a thousand, but those valuable ones have been taken away over the years, leaving only these useless sect records."

After finishing speaking, the old man knelt down humbly, put his head on the ground, and begged in a low voice:

"Everything is here. Please be magnanimous and let the little boy and his family go."

Ren Yidao did not raise his hand to help the old man who was kneeling on the ground, but said softly:

"You don't have to be like this, I won't do anything to you."

“Besides, I’m here just for these records.”

Ren Yidao stopped looking at Lao Zhangtou, raised his hand and picked up a jade slip on the shelf, and put his spiritual thoughts into it.

"Listen up, younger disciples! I am Xiahou Qisheng, the 19th generation leader of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect! It is best to travel around China when you are young and compete with the heroes of the world!"

"I have the best qualifications in the world, born..."

"After defeating the invincible opponents in the Eastern Wasteland, I visited the other three divine states..."

It seems that this is just a proud sect leader boasting about his glorious deeds in his later years, and he also made a lot of beautification and fiction.

But in one section, Ren Yidao frowned and narrowed his eyes.

"I once discovered an immortal cave in Southern Xinjiang, which contained an immortal's secret treasure and an immortal scripture. However, an insidious thief attacked me and took the opportunity to steal half of my immortal scripture!"

Immortal cave?

If you are an ordinary person, you may only think that the Xiahou Sect Master just discovered a cave of experts and fought with others.

But Ren Yidao was different. He had actually entered the Immortal Cave and knew that it was not a myth or legend.

"But, the Immortal Scripture? That gentleman didn't pass it on to me!"

Unexpectedly, the first jade slip received unexpected information, and Ren Yidao continued to perceive:

"Although there is only the second half, it doesn't matter! I am a genius and have developed a secret method of operation on my own! I named it..."

""The Method of Killing the Body"!"

"Haha! I will go into seclusion right now, and I will write down this secret method when I get out of seclusion!"

Then... there was no more, the jade slip finally broke at this point.

Ren Yidao glanced around and didn't find the lower part, so he had to ask the old man who was waiting uneasily:

"Is there still the second half of Xiahou Qisheng's jade slip?"

Even if he writes a novel about being a eunuch, why is this person writing a biography about being a eunuch?

Lao Zhangtou: "It's gone, and it wasn't taken away by anyone. That's all it is."

Ren Yidao: "...He had an accident?"

Lao Zhang scratched his head, his expression a little embarrassed, but he still slowly explained:

"The ancestor of Xiahou Qisheng went into seclusion after leaving this jade slip. He did not come out for a hundred years. Finally, someone forcibly broke through the seclusion, only to find that he had already passed away. The cause of death may be because he cut himself into three pieces. …”

Ren Yidao:?

Mr. Xiahou is a great talent!

He is worthy of being a genius. What a genius idea...

……

Outside the house, Zhang Mang was still greeting people around him.

Suddenly, he tilted his head and smiled toward his side:

"Sir? Are you out? Didn't you go looking for books with grandpa? Why are you so..."

Zhang Mang smiled, but when the person in front of him opened his mouth, what came out was not the gentle voice of the man just now.

Instead, it was a female voice as clear as a lark, filled with surprise and amusement.

"Oh?"

she says:

"Little guy, who do you think I am?"

Zhang Mang:! ! !

Zhang Mang remembered this voice.

I remember it very clearly.