The Journey of the Rainbow Dragon.

Chapter 148 You keep talking, I'm listening
The old man couldn't see, so he could only grope by feeling and propped himself up.

"Is it little Katz? I can smell the smell of meat, do I want to eat? My stomach is going to be hungry!"

It looks like the old man has a good relationship with his stepson.

What is certain is that those two eyes are completely blind. Judging from the black and purple scars, they should have been stung by desert scorpions or other poisons.

Ron watched his every move carefully.

He has a feeling that this old man with stories written all over his face will bring him a lot of gains.

The leader of the centaur gave Ron an embarrassed look, and then quickly replied:

"The meal isn't ready yet, so you wait, I have something to ask you."

"Huh? What did you say?"

"I'm so hungry, should I eat?"

The old man Ma didn't seem to hear clearly, he still repeated the first sentence.

The leader of the people and horses looked at the adoptive father who was slumped on the bed with complicated eyes and was a little deaf.

He walked to the bed and picked up a piece of venison jerky and stuffed it into his withered old man's-spotted palm.

"A distinguished guest wants to ask you some questions, and you must answer them truthfully."

He pronounced the words "honorable guest" very seriously, obviously hoping that the old man would stop messing around like usual.

It's a pity that he didn't seem to hear this sentence.

The old man picked up the dried meat and stuffed it into his mouth hungrily, gnawing on it with his only two remaining teeth, but did not answer the leader of the horse.

Ron shook his head and stopped the leader of the people who wanted to say something.

He waved his dragon wings and flew to the bed, carefully observing the old horse.

Although his muscles had shrunk and shriveled, judging from his skeleton, he was not inferior to the centaur leader when he was young, and even slightly larger in size.

Seeing him tremblingly gnawing on the jerky, Ron sighed a little.

It's a pity that the hero is late. Even the strongest men and horses can only accept such a tragic fate in the face of this ruthless time.

【Successful identification】

【Name: Cush Basque】

【Gender: Male】

[Race: Centaur]

[Strength: Black Iron Rank (weakened, dying)]

[Legendary Features: None]

[Evaluation: A centaur who has lived for 206 years once led an elf expedition to leave the Inextinguishable Volcano, and thus received a gift from the elves, breaking the lifespan limit of normal centaurs. 】

"really!"

Looking at the evaluation of the old man, Ron's eyes lit up.

It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it!

This old horse may be the young centaur who was eager to lead the way recorded in Karan's diary.

Although excited in his heart, Ron still suppressed the urge to ask immediately, and instead turned his head to look at the leader of the troops in doubt.

"what happened to him?"

If Ron hadn't confirmed that the piece of jerky was not poisonous, he would have suspected that the leader of the centaur had poisoned it in person.

Because the old man in front of him didn't know why, while eating the jerky, the corners of his mouth started to dribble, and there was a strange smell from his lower body.

In embarrassment, the leader of the people and horses quickly picked up the sackcloth and wiped the corners of the old man's mouth.

"I made you laugh, he was bitten by a copper sand scorpion in Scarlet Blood Peak before, that kind of poison will make the poisoned person fall into chaos."

"As he grows older, he is now in a state of confusion for a long time every day, and occasionally wakes up and often loses his body."

Just as he was talking, he took out a green herbal pill from a small wooden box beside the bed, and stuffed it into the crooked mouth of the old man.

The leader of the people and horses sighed and said in a low voice:
"Now I can only use drugs to make him sober as much as possible. I hope he can know the information you want."

"cough cough"

After a burst of violent convulsions and coughing, the old horse slowly woke up and raised its head.

"Is it little Katz? I can smell the smell of meat. It's time to eat."

Ron frowned and looked at the old horse who chattered like a repeater.

At this moment, he deeply felt the troubles of taking care of the elderly, thanks to the character of the leader of the people who could bear him.

The leader of the people and horses didn't dare to waste any more time, and asked quickly:
"Don't make trouble, do you know about the elves? This lord is looking for their whereabouts. If you know, tell them quickly."

"What race?"

The old man tilted his head, as if he didn't hear the words of the leader of the horse.

"It's the elves."

"What spirit?"

"Elves! They are the ones with pointed ears that you told me about when you were young."

"You said your nose got longer?"

Looking at the conversation between the two of them, Ron suddenly intervened in the conversation between the two:
"Forget it, you rest."

"okay."

He heard this sentence clearly, and the old man immediately lay down and began to sleep soundly.

Ron twitched the corner of his mouth, looked at the embarrassing leader of the centaur, shook his head, turned and left.

"Since there is no news of the elves here, I will leave first."

Ron said something loudly before leaving.

Before the leader of the centaur could recover, he pushed aside the cloth curtain, waved his dragon wings, soared into the sky, and disappeared into the night.

"This"

The leader of the people and horses chased outside the tent, but there was no shadow of the dragon in the silent sky at this time.

"This giant dragon is too anxious."

"But that's good, at least you don't have to worry about him suddenly changing his mind and turning into the horrible idea of ​​wanting to eat a few horses and try something new."

He shook his head, sighed with emotion for this bizarre encounter, then turned around and entered the tent again.

"Whoohoo-"

The loud grunt of the old horse echoed throughout the tent.

Seeing the old man sleeping peacefully on the bed, the leader of the centaur sighed and stepped forward to change the urine-soaked blanket under him.

Swish!
A dry hand suddenly grabbed his wrist, startling him.

"The dragon is gone?"

Katz, the leader of the centaur, looked at the old man who suddenly stopped snoring in front of him in surprise.

The old man held his hand tightly and asked again.

At this time, the old man Ma didn't seem to be in a daze. Obviously, his performance in front of Ron just now was a deliberate disguise.

Katz nodded subconsciously, then realized something, and asked quickly:
"You didn't sleep?"

The old man held Katz's hand and slowly straightened his body. After hearing the surprised words of his adopted son, he smiled softly.

"It seems to be gone. I really fell asleep just now, but I woke up after feeling that there was no sense of oppression. Otherwise, how could I have fooled that dragon."

Katz still felt a little unbelievable. This person, who usually couldn't see it at all, now had a light of wisdom on his face.

"Then how do you know it's a dragon, your eyes."

The old man shook his head:
"I am blind, but my heart is not blind. I will remember and be afraid of the feeling of Longwei all my life."

Katz narrowed his eyes and looked at the thin old man on the bed:
"So just now"

"That's right, I just pretended to be stupid on purpose."

As the words fell, the tent fell into silence again.

Even if the old man couldn't see it, he could predict the surprised expression on his adopted son's face. He sighed:
"You must be wondering why I did this."

It is really hard to accept that my adoptive father, who is usually confused and a little demented, suddenly became shrewd.

Unexpectedly, Katz's answer was beyond the expectation of the old man. He tilted the corner of his mouth and said angrily:

"I'm not surprised by that, I just want to know, did you pee on the bed on purpose?"

Hearing this, the old man Ma also coughed twice embarrassedly: "Isn't this to make that dragon feel disgusted so that he can leave quickly?"

"I'm the one who washes the sheets!"

"Ahem, don't pay attention to those details, just let your wife wash it."

"It doesn't matter if you don't mention it, do you know that in order to take care of you, I will stay at night."

Katz, the leader of the centaur, obviously complained about the behavior of the old man on weekdays, and talked about his bad habits endlessly.

"Don't talk, don't talk"

The old man quickly interrupted his complaints, otherwise he might not even be able to sleep tonight.

"Don't you want to know why I did this?"

The old man looked at the sky with "deep eyes" and said in a deep voice.

When it comes to business, Kaz, the leader of the centaur, also became serious at this time.

"Why? You should know how dangerous it was just now!"

Although the situation just now seemed harmonious, once the giant dragon saw through the old man's disguise, he and the entire tribe of people and horses would be in danger. One bad thing would be the crisis of genocide.

This is not a trivial matter, and he needs a reasonable explanation.

The old man sighed and said:
"Hey, that happened many years ago. When I was young, I liked to wander around. During an adventure, I met a team of elves."

Speaking of this, the old man stopped suddenly.

The corners of its mouth were raised, which seemed like a bard breaking the chapter.

"If you don't think I'm nagging, I'll tell you, but don't tell anyone else."

Who wants to hear your corny stories!
The leader of the centaur, Katz, complained in his heart. He was tired of hearing the stories told by the old man since he was a child.

Before Katz could say this, a familiar voice suddenly sounded beside them.

"Okay, you continue to talk, I'm listening."

Cold sweat instantly soaked the backs of Katz and the old man.

(End of this chapter)