Heroes of the Fantasy World

Chapter 598: The Lonely Person

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After losing consciousness, Bai Feng was taken to a place to recuperate. No one told him where this was. After he woke up, he wanted to pull away the medicated gauze in front of his eyes to take a look at where he was, but was immediately sternly refused.

"If you don't want to be blind for the rest of your life, don't do anything stupid!"

Bai Feng remembered that this is what the young Taoist priest said.

It seemed like there were only the two of them in this place, deserted but not cold.

Speaking of which, the young Taoist priest didn't seem to care at all where this place was. He didn't even mention the words "Lingshe Temple", which made Bai Feng wonder if God was playing a joke on him.

  ——Maybe, this is somewhere else?

The temporary blindness did not cause any inconvenience to Bai Feng's daily life. He was treated as a distinguished guest, served tea and water, and had no worries about food and clothing. Although the food he ate was stale grain that smelled moldy, it was much better than being outside in the wind and snow.

Then, Bai Feng didn't know how much time had passed. He himself couldn't calculate the days. Anyway, when his eyes were healed, the little Taoist priest came over and took off the gauze in front of his eyes. Then, a fair and clean little Taoist priest came into view.

His eyes were wide open, and the look was that of a simple person who had never been influenced by the world. His gaze was completely unguarded. If Bai Feng suddenly looked at him at this moment, he would definitely look back to show his goodwill. Moreover, his eyes were always smiling, which was a smile that came from the heart when he was curious about everything.

Bai Feng seemed to be able to see his former self in the other person, which was an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

Ge Mao asked, "My name is Ge Mao, and I am a disciple of Taoist Priest Ge Hu. I don't know why you came here alone?"

Bai Feng asked, "May I ask if this is the Spirit Snake Temple?"

"What Lingshe Temple? I haven't heard of it." Ge Mao scratched his head. Seeing Bai Feng's shocked expression, he realized that he had said something wrong and continued, "Sorry, maybe my master knows! I am sorry for being rude. I don't know your name, sir?"

"Hakuho."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Feng left the bed. Days of bed rest had left him with weakness in his limbs. He stumbled and nearly fell, but he still stood firmly on his feet. Looking around, he saw only simple decorations. He picked up his sword and asked, "Master Ge Mao, where is your master?"

"The master is outside."

"Okay, I have something to ask him." Bai Feng pushed the door open and went out, only to see mountain walls on all sides. The light was dim, with only rows of candlelight illuminating the room.

There are three buildings here. According to Bai Feng's understanding, they should correspond to heaven, earth and man respectively. The building he just walked out of was built by man, which is called She.

Only ten steps outside the humble house, one can see an extremely thin old man sitting on the ground with his back to the ground.

"Da da da……"

  What sound is coming?

Bai Feng walked to the front of the old man and found that it was the sound of abacus chips: the old man was repeating the action of throwing and catching abacus chips.

"Excuse me, are you Taoist Ge Hu?"

"Uh." Ge Hu stammered and it was almost impossible to hear what he was saying. He seemed to be still immersed in the fortune-telling process.

"I want to know if this is the Spirit Snake Temple. If you know, please tell me!"

Ge Hu suddenly opened his eyes wide and stared at Bai Feng. He was almost completely bald, with only a little white hair on the back and sides of his head. His skin was dark yellow, and he was thin and ugly. There was a huge black mole on his forehead, but his teeth were very neat, which prevented him from speaking in a slurred manner like a toothless old man.

"Spirit Snake Temple?! I haven't heard of this name for a long time... about twenty years?"

Bai Feng knelt down in front of the old man excitedly and pleaded, "I am Bai Feng, a disciple of the White Snake Immortal Gao Zui. I am here at the order of my master to return to the Spirit Snake Temple to apologize!"

"What? You said you are a follower of a rich man?" Ge Hu looked at Bai Feng in shock: "I didn't expect that the person who came was actually you..."

"What's wrong?" Ge Hu got up from the ground. Bai Feng was afraid that he would fall, so she wanted to help him. Unexpectedly, the old man, who had just been ignorant, suddenly changed his temper and shouted angrily: "Disciple of Ge Hu, please apologize. You should apologize properly!"

"Ge Rui? Is that Master's Taoist name?"

Ge Hu shouted to Ge Mao, "Bring me my walking stick!"

In a moment, Ge Mao brought a wooden crutch that was half a head taller than himself. It was more like a stick than a cane. Ge Hu used this stick to challenge Bai Feng and said, "If you can beat me, I will tell you everything you want to know."

"Beat...beat the senior?" Bai Feng was quite surprised. He looked at Ge Mao and asked, "What's going on?"

Ge Mao's innocent face showed a rare embarrassment, and he said, "I don't know. Master, Mr. Bai should not know us, right?"

"Hurry up and draw your sword. Are you underestimating me, an old Taoist priest?" Ge Hu held the stick horizontally and his breathing quickly became steady. He was clearly still angry the moment before.

Bai Feng replied: "I never draw my sword easily, and you are my senior, so I will definitely not draw my sword."

"Haha, then you can think of a way to defeat me without drawing the sword. That's not an easy thing." Before Ge Hu finished speaking, he poked with his stick, pointing it directly at Bai Feng's chest. Bai Feng dodged to the side, and then he quickly swept sideways, poking with the stick at the level of his eyebrows, forcing Bai Feng to retreat several steps.

Bai Feng witnessed these moves and was amazed at Ge Hu's steadiness and agility. He didn't even move a step and was just fiddling with the stick moves.

"It's really interesting to defeat the senior without drawing the sword." Bai Feng's fighting spirit grew stronger. He began to circle around Ge Hu, constantly changing direction to look for flaws and would never seek a frontal breakthrough.

"Good boy, you are worthy of being Ge Rui's disciple." After Ge Hu sighed, he immediately changed his stick technique, held up the long stick and jumped to the top of the stick like a wild monkey. Although it was shaky, he maintained his balance with his extraordinary ability, then used the force to support himself and actively approached Bai Feng. When he was close, he swung the stick and hit him.

"Knowing that his steps are old, he uses the momentum of the stick to gain the advantage. What a clever move!" After Bai Feng failed to gain the upper hand in several moves, he began to admit in his heart that he had indeed underestimated Ge Hu.

"Little kid, it's no use running away all the time. Why don't you let me teach you something? Why do you feel like you can't attack?" Ge Hu held up his long stick and sat on top of it easily. He was still swaying as if he was about to fall off, but he just couldn't fall off. If there really were gods in the world, they might be as leisurely and contented as this: "You completely misjudged the situation. You feel from the bottom of your heart that you are young, strong, fast, and smart enough to deal with an old man like me without any effort. But is that the truth? You can see that you can't catch my stick moves with your bare hands."

Bai Feng said: "Yes, Senior used stick techniques to make up for his shortcomings..."

"The way of heaven is to reduce the excess and replenish the deficiency." Ge Hu smiled and said, "I think Ge Rui must have asked you to recite this sentence many times, right?"

"Yes." Bai Feng felt the blood in his limbs rekindled: "I understand, I will never look down on you again!"

"Okay!" Ge Hu said, and immediately swung his stick to hit him.

Bai Feng stood in place and held the sword to meet the attack. He actually completed the action of drawing the sword and swinging it in an instant. Not only did he successfully break up Ge Hu's attack, but he also cut off one third of his crutch.

"Ah!!!" Ge Hu cried out in grief: "Who told you to cut my walking stick, you bastard!"

"This..." Bai Feng felt helpless.

"Master!" Seeing this, Ge Mao hurried over to check the crutch.

Seeing Bai Feng's regretful face, Ge Hu also felt bad and kept saying, "No more fighting, no more fighting. I have lost completely, even though I knew I would lose."

"Master Ge Hu, I should have done a good job, right?" Bai Feng asked hesitantly.

Ge Hu said: "Bai Feng, you have done very well. You are worthy of being Ge Rui's direct disciple. Moreover, Junior Brother is willing to let you go up the mountain to 'question the crime'. It must be that Junior Brother recognizes your literary and martial virtues to be treated like this."

"Ask for the crime? But Master told me that he owed the Spirit Snake Temple a lot and he will never be able to repay it in this lifetime! What...what is going on?"

Ge Hu, leaning on his cane, walked to another room with a smile, and turned around and said, "We are the ones who should apologize."