The blind man's words were meaningful, as if he had already met Xie Shuci.
Xie Shuci looked at him suspiciously for a long time. He had only inherited a very small part of the original owner's memories, but the original owner's memories did not include the appearance of the little blind man.
Recalling the incident where the original owner drugged the young master Li, Xie Shuci had a bold guess in his mind—the little blind boy is so handsome, could it be that the original owner had harmed him before? Damn it! What a beast! The little blind boy isn't even an adult yet!
Thinking of this, Xie Shuci hesitated and asked, "Have we met before?"
The blind man's palms, which were initially a little cold, gradually warmed up after Xie Shuci touched them several times with his breath.
The blind man smiled, a mischievous glint in his eyes. His lips parted slightly, and though no sound came out, Xie Shuci could still sense the playfulness in his tone: "We've met once, but I didn't have a chance to ask your name."
"oh……"
Xie Shuci nodded. Perhaps the original owner really did do something to him. Xie Shuci wanted to make amends for himself, "I wasn't very bright before. If I did anything to offend you, just consider me sick, okay?"
The blind boy's hands grew increasingly hot, causing Xie Shuci's lips to dry out. After saying this, he tilted his head back slightly, away from the warmth of the blind boy's palms, and took two heavy breaths.
The blind boy didn't seem to care much and withdrew his hand. He groped his way forward a couple of steps, walked to a large tree, and sat down on the grass with his back against the trunk.
His wounds had been hastily treated, and apart from the scattered bloodstains that made him look somewhat disheveled, the scene was still extremely pleasing to the eye.
After settling down, he said, "Don't worry, you won't have a chance to offend me."
Upon hearing this, Xie Shuci didn't think too much about it and breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."
After the little blind man finished speaking, he closed his eyes. He seemed to be trying to circulate his spiritual energy, but when the spiritual energy accumulated in his palm into a fist-sized ball, it suddenly dissipated and could not take shape at all.
After several attempts, the little blind man was covered in sweat.
Xie Shuci felt a little uneasy. No matter how calm the little blind boy appeared, he must have been feeling terrible inside.
As expected, after another failed attempt, the little blind man pursed his lips, frustrated and helplessly punched the grass with his hand, causing his wounds to bleed again.
Xie Shuci quickly stepped forward, grabbed his hand, and wrote in his palm: "Don't move, the wound has reopened."
The little blind man froze. He opened his misty eyes, aimlessly searching for Xie Shuci's face in the darkness. A hint of confusion crossed his face; his cheeks were bloodless, making him appear somewhat fragile. His lips were pale, and he asked silently, "Why haven't you left yet?"
Xie Shuci hesitated for a moment. Although he sympathized with the blind boy, he was also well aware that the boy was still being hunted down. Those people were clearly not ordinary cultivators, and Xie Shuci couldn't afford to offend any of them. In any case, the blind boy was no longer in mortal danger, so he should just leave him there to fend for himself to avoid getting himself into trouble.
That's the logic, but Xie Shuci is a bit of a chuunibyou (a person with delusions of grandeur), so he never argues about it, and he even knows he has a bit of a hero complex. Perhaps the original blind man could have killed Xie Shuci with one hand, but now the blind man has lost his cultivation, and he can't hear, see, or speak. Part of the reason for this is his own pills. If he were left alone here, and he's injured, Xie Shuci feels that it's questionable whether he'll even live to see tomorrow.
Xie Shuci simply couldn't ignore his difficult situation.
Seeing that he didn't react, the little blind man grabbed his hand and wrote in his palm: "You have already saved me. If you want to repay me, I am all alone and have nothing to repay you with except myself. But I am a useless person now and will only be a burden to you. You should leave."
Such a short sentence would only take a normal person ten seconds to write, but it took the little blind man a full five minutes to write it down stroke by stroke. Xie Shuci couldn't help but feel a little sad.
He stopped gesturing, grabbed the little blind man's hand, gently pressed the back of his hand to his lips, and said slowly, word by word, "There's a small immortal sect nearby. I'll take you there to seek refuge with them."
After spending about half a month together, Xie Shuci knew that although his fellow disciples disliked his original self's way of doing things and even despised his despicable behavior, they still stuffed a large number of rare treasures into his bag before he left. They were kind-hearted, and he was sure that the little blind boy would be treated well if entrusted to them.
The blind boy fell silent, lowered his eyes, and a hint of disappointment appeared between his brows. He said silently, "I am a piece of trash and will not be accepted by any immortal sect. Even if they were willing to accept me, it would be a humiliation for me."
Xie Shuci's breath hitched. Yes, the little blind boy's demeanor was unlike that of an ordinary person. Moreover, he was so young, and should have been full of vigor and ambition. Even if he was now in dire straits, he would never accept charity from others.
From the moment he said he was all alone, Xie Shuci felt that his guess about his background was probably correct, so he couldn't possibly have left the little blind boy alone in this godforsaken place.
Xie Shuci stared at him and hesitated for a moment. No matter what, he couldn't leave the little blind boy alone.
He fell silent, pondering what words he could use to get the blind boy to follow him without hurting his pride.
Got it!
Xie Shuci looked at him and said, "No matter what, you became like this after taking my medicine. If you leave me like this, I will feel guilty for the rest of my life. Little blind man, I don't have any skills, and my cultivation is not high. I can't even protect myself, let alone protect you. So, are you willing to change your name and follow me from now on?"
Xie Shuci spoke slowly, and the marks left by his lips rubbing against the blind boy's hand were quite obvious, so the blind boy should be able to understand what he was saying.
Xie Shuci awaited his reaction, but was also a little apprehensive. This was Xie Shuci's first time trying to be a hero, and if he was rejected, he would probably want to find a tree to smash his head against.
The blind boy was slightly taken aback. Xie Shuci stared intently at him and suddenly had a strange intuition that the blind boy's momentary lapse in concentration was the first time Xie Shuci had glimpsed his true inner emotions.
The little blind man did not respond immediately. His long eyelashes drooped slightly, covering his misty eyes, and his lips were gently pursed.
Seeing that he didn't answer, Xie Shuci became very nervous, thinking that he was unwilling, and continued, "I don't know if you have some deep-seated hatred, but in your current state, let alone revenge, it's a question of whether you can even survive. From now on, you can stay by my side, just pretend that the old you is dead, okay? I won't ask your name. To me, you'll just be a little blind man, a little mute, and a little deaf man."
The blind boy raised his eyes, and although they were lifeless, Xie Shuci still saw a hint of doubt in them. "Aren't you afraid of dying?"
"I'm scared! Of course I'm scared!" Xie Shuci is very afraid of his life now. "That's why I made you change your name. Didn't those people say you wouldn't live much longer after being shot by an arrow? Just pretend you're already dead? Anyway, as long as you're with me, as long as I, Xie Xiaoci, have food to eat, I will never let you go hungry. If you want to leave in the future, I will never stop you, but you are still injured now."
Xie Shuci spoke with genuine emotion, not only feeling sorry for the little blind boy, but also genuinely believing that there were reasons why the boy had become like this. Of course, another reason was that Xie Shuci was now somewhat afraid of this unfamiliar world, and it would be good to have someone by his side for the time being.
After hearing his words, the little blind man gave a strange smile.
Under Xie Shuci's expectant gaze, the little blind man nodded slightly, his lips parted, and he said, "Okay."
Hearing his agreement, Xie Shuci felt a surge of pride, as if he had unknowingly saved a soul burdened with hatred.
He rubbed his lips against the blind boy's hand and said, "There's a small town ahead. I'll take you to see a doctor."
The little blind man nodded and was pulled up from the ground.
Xie Shuci grabbed the little blind boy's wrist and walked towards the crane.
The little blind man followed behind him at a leisurely pace, his smile turning somewhat sinister for a moment before returning to normal in the blink of an eye.
Rather than saying Xie Shuci is immature, it's more accurate to say he lives in his own world.
He was naive and foolish, completely unaware that he had been led into someone else's trap.
The crane carried the injured little blind boy, and Xie Shuci led the crane. They walked for more than two hours, until Xie Shuci's legs were almost broken, before they finally saw the small town in the distance.
Xie Shuci exchanged some silver coins, settled his luggage and the crane in an inn, and then took the little blind man to find a clinic.
The town is not big, but it is very lively.
The quaint houses, the long and rustic cobblestone streets, the simple and rough clothing, and the strange and wonderful trinkets were all exactly the same as what Xie Shuci had seen on TV.
Xie Shuci led the little blind boy into a clinic. The old doctor cleaned and bandaged the little blind boy's wounds, saying that there was nothing serious and that he would recover after resting for several days.
"Doctor, can his poison be cured? Can his ears and eyes recover?" Xie Shuci asked the old doctor with a sliver of hope.
The old doctor had practiced medicine for decades and had seen all sorts of rare and difficult diseases. He took the young blind man's pulse, stroked his beard, and pondered for a long time. His clear eyes looked at the young blind man's face and he sighed, "How could he have become like this at such a young age?"
The implication is that this poison is difficult to cure.
The little blind man couldn't hear the old doctor's words. His dull, lifeless eyes sat quietly among the group, his figure utterly lonely and out of place with the vibrant scene around him.
His slender wrists rested on the deep red wooden table, his head slightly lowered. His pale face had lost the flamboyance he had shown at first sight. He could neither hear nor see, completely isolated in his own world, like a finely crafted wooden puppet that could be manipulated at will, and he even seemed somewhat docile.
The young doctor picking up medicine at the door kept looking up at the little blind boy, his eyes filled with curiosity, pity, and a hint of regret.
Xie Shuci could understand the young doctor's thoughts. The little blind boy was so young and had an outstanding appearance. Even in his haggard state, he still gave the impression of being an exceptional person. But he had been poisoned and become a cripple. How could anyone not feel sorry for him?
Xie Shuci sniffed, grasped the little blind boy's cold left hand hanging by his side, and tried to help him blend into his surroundings.
Although the blind boy was unaware of their conversation, he sensed Xie Shuci's intention.
The unfamiliar warmth on his hand startled him. After a moment of hesitation, he turned his head slightly and raised the corners of his lips in Xie Shuci's direction.
The old doctor withdrew his fingers from the blind boy's pulse, patted Xie Shuci's shoulder instead, and said, "I can't cure the poison he's been poisoned by. His lost hearing, vision, and voice may gradually recover over time, but don't have too high hopes. Starting tomorrow, bring him to the clinic for acupuncture every other day. He might be able to recover his hearing in a short time, but as for the rest, it's hard to say; it depends on his fate."
Xie Shuci was overjoyed and quickly thanked him, writing in the little blind man's palm: "The doctor said your ears can be restored."
The little blind man raised his eyebrows in surprise, his lips moved slightly, and he silently uttered a few words.
Xie Shuci caught his words and said to the old doctor, "Doctor, I thank you on behalf of the little blind man."
After leaving the clinic, Xie Shuci was overjoyed. He was genuinely happy for the little blind boy, whose hearing could be restored, and who might also regain his vision and voice.
He held the little blind boy's hand as they walked down the street, gesturing in the boy's palm as he chattered on: "The masters in the stories can locate things by sound. Can you do that? You can fly, so you must be able to do that too. Once you can hear, it doesn't matter if your eyes don't recover."
"From now on, you can live a normal life, marry and have children like an ordinary person. You're so handsome, you'll definitely find a wife who's just as beautiful..."
Xie Shuci liked to ramble on when he was happy or nervous. Even though the little blind boy couldn't hear him, he still wrote to him patiently.
The little blind man didn't seem impatient at all, and occasionally nodded in response.
Walking into the middle of the bustling city, Xie Shuci planned to find a place to fill his stomach.
Just as he was looking around, a clear, angry roar rang out from ahead: "Xie Shuci! How dare you show your face in front of me?!"
Xie Shuci was startled and looked ahead in confusion.
A young man in blue robes rode a tall horse, his handsome face filled with anger, his eyes blazing with fury as he glared fiercely at Xie Shuci.
The moment Xie Shuci saw the young master, a memory flashed through his mind.
A moment later, his jaw clenched, and damn it—he remembered!
Isn't this the young master Li who was drugged by the original owner and almost lost his virginity?
—Heaven is going to destroy me!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
