Riding his horse to approach the herdsman, Gu Shengchao noticed something unusual.
For most people, when a stranger comes to visit, they will definitely open their eyes and look carefully.
This shepherd was an exception. He just pointed his ears towards the ancient sage, paying special attention to the sound, and then used his senses to detect everything.
There must be something wrong with this person's eyes.
It's just a disheveled look, and you can't see her true face.
Beihu.
blind.
Close relationship with Dark Moon Hall.
Lu Wanshan’s instructions before his death.
Connecting one thing after another, Gu Shengchao made a rough judgment.
"You go away, I won't kill you." The shepherd ordered the guests to be kicked out in a low voice.
Realizing that Gu Shengchao had not left, the herdsman was angry: "What, are you really looking for death?"
"No, may I ask your first and last name?" Gu Shengchao asked.
"It's inconvenient." The shepherd refused directly.
It's simple and rude, leaving the other party speechless.
The ancient sage was able to understand the shepherd's cautious attitude and his uneasy feeling of rejecting people thousands of miles away.
"I dare to ask, girl, can you call me Wan Yan Xi?" Seeing that the shepherd was uncooperative, Gu Shengchao asked directly.
The shepherd suddenly shuddered and took two steps back in horror: "Tell your master, Wan Yanxi has died a long time ago. There is no such person in this world."
"But, I really don't have a master. I just want to inquire about this person." Gu Shengchao said truthfully.
"court death."
Raising his hand, the two scimitars flew towards the Ancient Saint Chao.
The ancient sage Chao had been prepared a long time ago, and when he saw the shepherd's figure move, he guessed what he was going to do.
With the iron arm magic to protect his body, a layer of iron armor immediately formed on the surface of his skin. He was not afraid of the sharp blade of the scimitar and held it directly in the palm of his hand.
The opponent was able to easily catch the flying knife with his bare hands, and the herdsman was horrified. He was so shocked that he did not dare to throw the remaining scimitar easily.
"You can't kill me, and I have no grievances with you, so why use violence." Gu Shengchao dismounted and placed two scimitars on the grass in front of the shepherd to express his goodwill.
The shepherd warned: "Who are you, and who asked you to come?"
"Lu Wanshan, Uncle Lu asked me to come."
Gu Shengchao stretched out his hand to call out the Fengwu Sword and placed it in front of the shepherd: "This is the Fengwu Sword, a rare magic weapon in the world. Old Man Lu made sure that I give it to you, saying that it was the one he promised to give you as an adult. Gift."
The shepherd knelt down and stroked the sword gently, and asked in a trembling voice: "Uncle Lu, is he gone?"
When the other party said this, it was tantamount to admitting that she was Wan Yanxi.
Tears ran through the long messy hair and fell one by one to the grass.
This woman is not simple.
This was Gu Shengchao's first impression of her.
If it were someone else, the first question he would ask would be how Lu Wanshan was doing, where he was, etc. Wan Yanxi could immediately tell that the person was gone, which was really not easy.
Gu Shengchao said softly: "Old man Lu passed away peacefully. I buried him with my own hands. The only thing he never forgot was you. I must give this sword to you."
Wan Yanxi knelt in front of Fengwu Sword, sobbing silently.
Ancient Sage Chao was about to step forward to comfort him.
She had wiped away her tears, put away her sword and scimitar, stood on the grass and begged: "These three people want to snatch my sheep, and the sheep don't know where to go. I can only sense things nearby, you You can see far away on horseback, can you help me find the sheep?"
"Can."
Ancient Sage readily agreed.
He was even more impressed by this woman's courage and perseverance in being able to control her emotions despite being extremely sad.
Zhuifeng had already recognized Gu Shengchao as his master. Without his orders, he just stood aside and stopped running around.
He got on his horse and chased for several miles to the left. If he didn't see the sheep, he quickly returned to where he was. Then he looked for them to the right. After chasing the wind for several miles, the ancient sage saw traces of the sheep from a distance.
There were about fifty or sixty sheep. He drove the sheep back, and Wanyanxi also pulled out the scimitar from the three people, wiped them clean and put them away.
She held the Fengwu sword tightly with both hands and dug a hole in the ground.
The world-famous Phoenix Dance Sword is only used to dig holes. If others see it, I don't know how distressed it will be.
"This place is deserted and there should be a lot of wild animals. They should help dispose of these corpses." Gu Shengchao felt that it was a bit unnecessary.
Wan Yanxi shook his head: "These three people also have accomplices, so we can save a lot of trouble by burying them."
"Have you sensed them?" Gu Shengchao knew that Wanyan Xi had a keen sense and looked around uneasily, but there was no one else around.
"Don't you find it strange that these three people are not riding horses?"
After Yan Xi asked this question, Gu Shengchao also felt strange.
In the boundless grassland, without horses, it is equivalent to losing your legs. In the end, you will get lost in the vast grassland and wait to starve to death.
These three people did not ride horses, but they appeared deep in the vast grassland. There must be a reason.
The ancient sage admired her thoughtfulness.
After helping Wan Yanxi dig the hole and bury the three people, the two drove the sheep into the mountain. When they reached a deep, dark hole on the hillside, they drove all the sheep into the hole.
Fearing that Zhui Feng would also run away, Gu Shengchao took the BMW in by the way.
The entrance of the cave is not big, and the ground is dark. There are black marks caused by firewood on the top of the cave near the entrance, and some dry firewood is piled randomly in one corner.
Next to it is a simple fence made of wooden sticks. It seems that this is where Wan Yanxi lives all year round.
"Is it safe inside?" Gu Shengchao was a little worried.
Blocking the door with a wooden fence, Wan Yanxi sat down against the cave wall and said, "It's safe. I've been in there many times. It seems like someone dug it in, but it's uninhabited. So I'm staying here."
"Do you have anything to eat? I've been hungry for two days."
His stomach was empty, and the ancient sage had been hungry for a long time.
Wan Yanxi sat without moving, arranging her messy long hair behind her head, looking at the sunset outside the cave and saying: "There is dried meat on the roof of the cave, and there is salt in the clay pot on the wall of the cave. My fire sickle It was lost a few months ago and can only be eaten raw.”
Looking inside, I saw that the roof of the cave supported wooden poles with some dried meat strips hung on them.
Wan Yanxi revealed his true appearance, and the ancient sage was so curious that he stared at him.
It was supposed to be the carefree years of Cardamom, but due to the constant exposure to wind and sun and the lack of maintenance, it looked even older than Wanruo. A pair of big eyes without black eyes, gray and lifeless.
Coupled with the life of a savage who lives like a baby and drinks blood, an innocent little girl has the appearance of a middle-aged woman.
"Are you laughing at me?" Wan Yanxi was a little unhappy.
After discovering the secret, Gu Shengchao said awkwardly: "I heard Uncle Lu mention you, and I just saw you staring outside. I thought you could see things."
"Close your eyes." Wanyanxi ordered.
The ancient sage closed his eyes obediently, and could only feel the brightness outside the cave, but could not see anything else.
"Like you, I can only see this now. After dark, I can sleep." Wan Yanxi said lightly without any complaints.
Feeling a little ashamed, Gu Shengchao opened his eyes and stood up and said: "I have a fire sickle, so I will find more dry wood to make a fire."
Seeing that Gu Shengchao was about to leave, Zhui Feng felt uneasy. His four black hooves trampled the ground restlessly, feeling a little restless.
Gu Shengchao quickly went over to comfort him, caressing the horse's head and said, "I'm just going out for a while and I'll be back soon. You wait for me."
Zhui Feng seemed to understand his master's words and began to calm down.
Walking out of the cave, the sky is getting darker, the sunset is about to dissipate, and night is about to fall.
Fortunately, it is far away from people, and dry firewood is everywhere. I quickly picked up a lot of dead branches nearby, which is enough for the day.
The ancient sage was very lucky. While collecting firewood, he disturbed a resting pheasant. He threw a stone and knocked it unconscious, and then took it back with the firewood.
Back in the cave, it was dark outside.
Gu Shengchao took out his fire sickle and lit a fire to warm the cold cave.
He slaughtered the pheasant, went into the clay pot inside and found salt, applied it to the pheasant, picked it up with dead branches and put it on the fire to roast slowly.
After a while, the fragrance overflowed.
When the pheasant is cooked, each person will tear it apart and eat it carefully.
The ancient sage was very hungry, but the freshly roasted pheasant was too hot, so he could only eat it bit by bit.
"Excuse me, where can I get water?"
Not seeing any water tanks or jugs, Gu Shengchao guessed that the other party must have a solution.
Sure enough, Wan Yanxi took out a small water bag from her arms: "I couldn't see it, so I made one from a sheep's stomach. If you find it dirty, there is clean spring water in it, and I will get the water from there."
"Let me take a look." As he said that, Gu Shengchao took a burning piece of firewood and used it as a torch.
Walking through the crowded sheep, there is a clear spring flowing down from the corner of the cave, which collects into the low-lying area below for the sheep to drink, and then seeps into the ground.
Gu Shengchao drank water with his palm in his hand. The spring water was sweet and refreshing, and his fatigue was relieved all of a sudden.
After returning to the fire and continuing to eat pheasants, Wan Yanxi suddenly asked: "Don't you have feelings too? Why did you go in with the torch just now?"
"this……"
Gu Shengchao also wanted to ask the other party this question, but he was a little worried. Seeing Wanyan Xi take the initiative to bring it up, he said: "My senses can only detect everyone's aura, and what is reflected in my mind are small dots, with specific shapes. I have no way of knowing, but judging from your state, it seems to be a little different from mine."
"I'm weird too."
Wan Yanxi put down the pheasant in her hand, looked at the fire and said, "My kung fu was all taught by Uncle Lu. He once said that everyone's perception is different. Maybe God took pity on me as a blind man, so I The perception can detect the shape of everything around you, but the price is that the range of perception is not large, and it is easy to be ambushed by others."
"So that's it." Gu Shengchao also had a new understanding of perception.
He was really tired, so after nibbling the pheasant in his hand, he lay down and fell asleep.
When I woke up, there were stars outside, and the faint light reflected into the cave through the simple fence.
Wanyan Xi was seen sleeping with his back against the cave wall, holding a small scimitar tightly in his right hand.
Gu Shengchao watched her maintaining defensive movements even in her sleep, and couldn't help but feel heartbroken. What kind of experience made a girl who should have been lively and cute become cold and determined, struggling to survive in the suffering.
