Chapter 75: There is a pair of eyes inside
Qinglan's slender fingers suddenly tightened, and the corners of the box dug deeply into his palm.
His jaw was stretched into a sharp arc, and even the pale blue veins on the side of his neck were clearly visible.
It seemed that only the sound of the wind remained around, pouring into my ears, bringing a slight chill.
After standing there quietly for a long time, Qinglan slowly opened the box.
When his fingertips touched the things inside, his body suddenly froze, his Adam's apple rolled with difficulty, and the words that came out of his thin lips were so light that they almost dissipated in the wind.
"Who...are you?"
The bone ornaments in the box rolled as he moved, making ethereal crisp sounds when they collided.
Under the bone ornament, there was a strand of flaxen hair lying quietly. The ends of the hair were irregularly broken, and under the clear moonlight, it was shining.
Fu Ying sat on the treetop and watched Qinglan return to the Frost Plains Tribe before gently brushing off the snowflakes on his body.
She stood up, stretched her waist, looked at the snow-capped mountains, and gently touched her rosy lips.
Having lost the protection of her Huahua identity, she couldn't return to the Cangshan tribe. She had to think first about how to talk to Teng. According to the current situation, even if she was honest, Teng probably wouldn't take action... right?
"Let's go back to the Oasis Tribe first and look for the eyes..."
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Fu Ying left the snow-capped mountains and arrived at the oasis tribe three days later without much rest along the way.
The chill of ice and snow seemed to be just yesterday. Standing in the dense forest, the moist warm wind, which represented the coming rainy season, blew towards him, carrying with it the sweet fragrance of flowers, making Fu Ying feel a little nauseous.
She took a bite of sour wild fruit to suppress her appetite before walking towards the oasis tribe.
However, before he got close, Fu Ying saw several orc cubs rolling and laughing on the sand.
She raised her eyebrows slightly and walked closer, then saw tanned animal skins drying in the tribe, several male orcs sharpening bone knives, and some females washing wild fruits and cleaning prey. Although the number of these orcs was not enough to form a tribe, they had already become the new masters of the oasis tribe.
Suddenly, a baby's voice sounded: "Who are you?"
Fu Ying lowered her eyes to look at the orc cub that was just as tall as her knees. He had tender, bluish-gray horns on his head and was looking up at her with curiosity.
"Wow, what a beautiful sister! Mother, mother, here comes a very beautiful sister——"
When the orc cub saw Fu Ying's appearance clearly, he suddenly shouted in surprise.
This sound instantly attracted everyone's attention.
The cubs who were biting and playing all pricked up their ears. The orcs in the tribe also put down the bone knives in their hands and turned to look at Fu Ying who was standing at the entrance of the tribe.
Soon, the orcs came out one after another.
The leading male said gruffly, "Female? Are you lost?"
Such a beautiful female is really rare.
Fu Ying blinked her narrow eyes and said in a voice like the lingering wind: "Lost? No, this is my home."
As soon as the words fell, the surroundings fell into dead silence.
"Fu, Fuying?! She is Fuying?" A female in the crowd suddenly screamed.
The fact that the Oasis Tribe was destroyed by the Cangshan Tribe was known to everyone in the entire Beishan. Although these wandering orcs occupied the territory of the Oasis Tribe, they still heard of these things.
Even though he had never seen the originator of the phenomenon, "Fuying", he had heard of the title of the most beautiful woman in Beishan.
With a little thought and what she said, it was not difficult to guess the identity of the female in front of me.
The air suddenly froze.
The eyes of all the orcs suddenly became sharp.
Fu Ying stood there quietly, and could clearly feel the orcs' gazes change from inquiry to shock, and then to cold hostility.
"The Oasis Tribe is gone, why did you come back?!" A tall male orc stared at Fu Ying vigilantly, holding the bone knife tightly in his hand, and a threatening growl rolled out of his throat.
The cubs didn't understand and were still curious. The females hurriedly pulled them to stand at the back, as if the person in front of them was not a weak female but a murderous executioner.
In their view, this was a female who could cause the Oasis tribe to shed rivers of blood.
Fu Ying curled the corners of his lips, and the upturned corners of his eyes lightly swept over everyone, and the deterrent effect suddenly increased.
She turned her wrist, and the long whip filled with cold energy tore through the air. The tip of the whip swept across the sand, instantly creating a deep gully. The flying sand and stones made the surrounding orcs retreat in unison, their pupils shrinking violently.
Fu Ying smiled brightly: "I just want to find something, you guys be good and step back."
"witch--"
"The evil woman turned into a witch—"
The orcs' terrified voices rang out, and they all retreated, not daring to shout anymore.
As the messenger of the Beast God walking in the world, the witch has an extraordinary status in the Orc Continent.
Fu Ying ignored them, entered the tribe, and walked straight to the cave where the original owner had lived.
However, the cave was cluttered with a lot of random things, and it no longer looked the same as it was in memory. As for the jar in front of the stone bed that had carefully stored Qinglan's eyes, it was gone too.
Fu Ying's eyes darkened and he slowly walked out of the cave, his gaze coldly sweeping over the orcs.
"Where are the things inside?" Her voice was not loud, but it was chilling.
The orcs looked at each other, moved their feet uneasily, pushed and shoved each other, but no one dared to speak.
After a while, a female was finally pushed forward. She lowered her head and spoke in a voice as thin as a mosquito: "When we... when we moved in, we had no use for those things... so we just threw them away..."
Her voice became softer and softer, and finally almost disappeared in the wind, but Fu Ying could hear it clearly.
Fu Ying slowly exhaled, his knuckles tightening silently on the whip, his voice icy: "A jar with a pair of eyes in it. Where is it?"
Upon hearing this, the female's expression changed, and she looked up at Fu Ying with some fear.
"Where is it?!" Fu Ying stepped forward, a cold light flashing in his eyes, like ice chips.
The female was so frightened that she choked and her lips trembled as she said tremblingly, "Just threw it outside."
Fu Ying frowned, her heart sinking: "Take me there!"
The female bit her lip, not daring to say anything, and led the way, leading Fu Ying into the woods.
Soon, Fu Ying's gaze suddenly froze.
The jar in my memory lay there quietly, but it was broken into pieces.
She walked slowly closer, making a crisp sound as she stepped on the dried stains. She squatted down and ran her fingertips over the broken jar. The emerald green medicine stains condensed into spider-web-like patterns on the inside of the jar wall.
And the things that were originally soaked in the medicine have dried up.
Fu Ying reached out and picked up the pair of dry and shriveled eyes, holding them in his palm. The weight was so light that he could hardly feel it, and there seemed to be a faint bitterness in the air.
The female looked at the orcs following closely behind her as if for help, and the next moment, they scattered like birds and beasts.
Fu Ying ignored them. He looked at the eyes in his palm, pursed his lips, took out a box that was shining with light, and carefully put the eyes in it, his movements very solemn.
Even though the eyes are damaged, as long as they are soaked in the repairing spiritual fluid containing powerful vitality, the cells can still regenerate and regain vitality.
But it takes time.
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