Chapter 495: The headless man carrying water, the old man with white eyebrows
After walking about a few thousand meters, the surrounding river channels gradually became narrower and the water flow became faster and faster.
But no matter how fast the water flows, as long as Su Mu's feet are on the water, the water area under his feet will automatically slow down to match his footsteps.
He has mastered the control of the river flow to the point where he can do whatever he wants.
Suddenly, there was a noise ahead.
After following the noise, I saw a figure standing on the river bank, squatting down, holding a container and scooping something in the water.
Only after getting closer could I see the figure clearly.
He is nine feet tall, wearing coarse cloth shorts on his lower body, revealing his muscular calves full of blue veins. His upper body is naked, with bronze skin and perfect muscle contours, giving people a visual impact of explosive muscles.
The skin on the upper body was covered with black runes, crawling along the muscles all over the upper body.
Looking up again, this person has no head!
The container held by the headless man is a wooden bucket used to carry water.
The headless man held a wooden bucket, squatted down, bent over and scooped hard from the river water!
After the bucket was filled with water, he slowly stood up. As he stood up, veins all over his body bulged and the black runes on his upper body glowed. Although he had no head and his expression could not be seen, it could be seen from his posture that he was struggling!
The water in the barrel is heavy!
After filling one bucket, he turned around and picked up another empty bucket.
It was the same action as before, holding the wooden bucket with both hands, bending down, scooping water, and slowly standing up. The whole process was done in one go, like flowing water!
After filling two buckets of water, the headless man picked up the carrying pole on the ground and carried the two buckets of water.
After pausing for a few seconds, he turned around and walked towards the shore step by step, carrying the water.
Every time the headless man took a step, a footprint of neither deep nor shallow was left on the mud beneath his feet, which showed how heavy the two buckets of water were.
Seeing this, Su Mu raised his eyebrows, became interested, and followed.
After getting ashore, I followed the footprints left by the headless man.
Su Mu restrained his breath and kept a distance of several hundred meters from the headless man, but he did not notice that Su Mu was following him.
After walking for about half an hour, the surrounding trees became sparse and the view gradually widened.
Soon, a bamboo forest appeared in front of us.
After Su Mu followed the headless man through the purple bamboo forest, he was stunned when he saw the scene in front of him.
Behind the purple bamboo forest are five bamboo and wooden attics built with purple bamboo.
These five attics are built around a pond in the center. The environment is beautiful, quiet and remote, and looks like the cave where some hermit lives.
The headless man carried water and walked towards the pond in the attic.
After getting closer, the headless man stopped, put down the wooden barrel in his hand, picked up the wooden barrel full of water, and poured the river water into the pond.
After doing all this, the headless man just took a few breaths and then returned to the river with the empty barrel.
Seeing this, Su Mu's mind moved, and he turned into a purple bamboo and hid himself.
The headless man passed by Su Mu and did not notice anything unusual.
About an hour later, the headless man returned to the attic carrying a bucket full of water and continued to pour the water in the bucket into the central pond surrounding the attic.
This headless man, like a mindless zombie, kept repeating the actions of carrying water, pouring water, carrying water again, and pouring water again.
While the headless man went to the river bank to fetch water, Su Mu walked towards the attic.
After approaching and standing by the pond, Su Mu touched his chin and looked at the pond in front of him.
The pond in front of me is probably the size of a football field. When I probe with my spiritual sense, I find that it is only about five meters deep.
Although it is not very big, it looks quite explosive when combined with the behavior of the headless man carrying water.
Could it be that all the water in this pond was carried back bucket by bucket by the headless man?
How many years does it take to reach this scale?
Just when Su Mu was puzzled, a faint cough came from the attic yard.
Hearing this, Su Mu suddenly turned his head and looked towards the attic.
How could he not notice that there were other people in the attic yard?
"You are a distinguished guest. Why don't you come in and have a seat?"
The next second, a slightly old and tired voice came from the attic yard.
Hearing this, Su Mu was stunned and walked towards the yard.
As soon as I got closer, the tight wooden door opened automatically.
As he stepped into the yard, he saw an old man in grey linen clothes standing by a campfire, with his hands behind his back, looking at him.
The old man had a hunched body and a wrinkled face. What was striking was his two white eyebrows. His eye sockets were a bit deep, his pupils were deep, and there was no turbidity in his eyes. His eyes were bright and sharp.
After seeing Su Mu coming, the old man put down his hands behind his back and made a gesture of invitation to Su Mu: "Please come in, sir."
After getting closer, Su Mu also looked up and down at the old man's aura.
He found that the breath of the white-browed old man was very weak, like a candlelight that could go out at any time. It was extremely weak. If he hadn't spoken to him, Su Mu would have suspected that this was a corpse.
Because the aura was too weak, he couldn't find out the old man's cultivation strength.
There wasn't even a trace of spiritual energy fluctuation on his body, and he looked no different from an ordinary old man.
But Su Mu would not regard this old man as an ordinary mortal. He had been on the river for so many years and had not met a serious mortal. All of them were unfathomable old monsters.
"Please take a seat, sir. I will make some tea."
After Su Mu sat down, the old man walked into the house with trembling steps.
Su Mu turned his head and looked at the surrounding environment. He was sitting in this yard with a pond next to him.
Standing at this position, you can have a panoramic view of the entire pond.
Five wooden lofts surround the pond, with the distance between them being precisely controlled, just enough to enclose the pond in the center.
It is worth noting that there are wooden stakes standing on the pond, like nails, nailed into the water surface.
There are a total of ninety-nine wooden stakes, scattered throughout various areas.
It looks chaotic, but if you look closely, you can see an indescribable pattern.
It looked like a formation, but Su Mu couldn't tell what type of formation it was because these wooden stakes did not emit any spiritual power fluctuations.
Just as Su Mu was thinking, the white-browed old man came out of the house holding a pot of brewed tea.
He took out two clean porcelain cups and poured hot tea for Su Mu.
The old man held onto the chair, facing Su Mu, and sat down with difficulty.
(End of this chapter)
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