The Village Paralytic

Chapter 1663 The Paralytic in the Village

The girl who was running around the tree also stopped and looked at Qin Mu curiously.

The young man who was killing the pig under the tree wiped the blood off his face and looked fierce and hostile.

The old woman and the lady also turned their heads to look. The lady wiped the sweat off her forehead with the back of her hand and said with a simple smile, "No one has come to our village for a long time. It's rare that you have come here after a long journey. Why don't you have a meal before continuing on your journey?"

The old woman grinned, revealing a few teeth, and said tremblingly: "Let's set off after eating..."

Qin Mu stopped, turned around and said seriously: "Obedience is worse than respect. I can't refuse your kindness, so I'm shameless to bother you." After that, he walked towards the village.

He passed by the young man who was killing the pig. The young man was holding a pig-killing knife, with muscles and veins bulging on his arms. He shrugged suddenly and made a threatening sound in his throat.

Qin Mu smiled slightly: "Good knife."

The butcher stuck out his tongue, licked the pig blood on the knife, grinned and said, "Of course it's a good knife!"

Qin Mu walked past him. The young man held a knife and stared at his back. Qin Mu seemed unaware and walked forward until he came to the stone pier.

The young man could not find an opportunity to kill him, so he praised, "What a magical power! Sir, you are more difficult to deal with than any pig I have ever killed!"

Qin Mu turned around and smiled brightly: "You are not bad either."

The old man was too old and struggled to get up. Qin Mu hurriedly bent down and helped the old man up.

The old man grasped the pulse point on his right hand with his skinny five fingers, and looked up at him with a smile. Qin Mu naturally placed his left hand on the old man's waist behind his back, looking into the old man's eyes with concern.

The two men laughed, and the old man released his pulse and waved his hand, saying, "Although I am old, I am very strong. I can walk! Young Master is a good man, a good man who respects the elderly!"

Qin Mu quietly withdrew his left hand and exclaimed: "The old man is still strong and healthy at his age. I admire him."

"Young Master!"

The girl with pigtails ran to Qin Mu, raised her head with sparkling eyes, held a fruit in her hand, raised her hand, and stretched her arm straight: "Master, eat the fruit!"

Qin Mu's eyes fell on the fruit in her hand. This fruit should have just been picked from the tree, and the stem was still fresh.

Qin Mu smiled and said, "I don't want to eat it, Nannan will eat it."

The girl with pigtails stretched out her arm, put the fruit to his mouth, and said crisply, "Sir, eat!"

However, just as the fruit reached Qin Mu's mouth, Qin Mu's palm had already blocked it. He pressed a finger against the fruit in the girl's hand and gently pushed it back, saying with a smile, "Nannan, eat it."

The girl was struggling, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead as she watched Qin Mu push the fruit to her mouth little by little.

Suddenly, the girl took the fruit and ran away, "If you don't want to eat it, forget it. I'll eat it myself!"

The old man laughed and said, "Young Master, you are quite strong."

Qin Mu said modestly: "My strength is only slightly greater than Nannan's, and I am a few years older, so it's not that great."

He and the old man walked into the village, and the young man who killed the pig walked into the yard carrying half a pig and some pig offal.

The woman had already washed her clothes. She wiped her hands on her body and hurriedly went to meet Qin Mu, saying, "Sir, you are an honored guest. I have been here for so long, but I have never seen anyone as wealthy and noble as you!"

She looked Qin Mu up and down several times and praised, "He's so handsome!"

Qin Mu smiled and blocked her hand that was touching his face, saying, "Men and women should not touch each other."

The woman's fingers were trembling, but Qin Mu always blocked them just right. The woman smiled and said, "Young master's hands are also very beautiful!" After that, she withdrew her hand.

The old woman under the eaves snorted and whispered, "Dirty hands..."

The woman glanced at the old woman, and was so angry that she cursed: "How dare you say that! Every day, all of you eat, drink, defecate, urinate and sleep, who doesn't rely on me to take care of you? If I were gone, you would all be left starving! I am not attracted by your beauty, but I am looking for a husband for my daughter! It's hard to find a man in this poor and remote place!"

She cursed and the old woman was so angry that she rolled her eyes.

The woman stormed back into the room and slammed the door.

The old woman calmed down, looked up at Qin Mu with her dim eyes, and said kindly, "Sir, what do you think of your daughter? Do you want to stay and marry her?"

The girl with pigtails felt ashamed when she heard that. She hid in the corner and secretly watched him. Her face turned red, but she was too embarrassed to come out.

Qin Mu shook his head and said, "I am already married, and my wife is gentle and virtuous."

The old woman sighed and said, "That's a pity. I am not feeling well. Can you pick some fruit from that tree for me?"

She raised her hand and pointed. Qin Mu looked in the direction of her finger and saw four fruits hanging on a big tree and a blooming flower.

Qin Mu retracted his gaze and said with a smile: "The tree is too high, I am afraid I can't climb up. But I have a sword, it is extremely sharp, I can cut down the tree. I have cut down a similar tree before."

The old man hurriedly said, "Don't cut it! Don't cut it! How can we eat the fruit after we cut it?"

The old woman smiled and said, "You are a young man from the city after all. You are lazy and don't know the difference between crops. How dare you say something like chopping down trees? Although I am old, I love beauty. There is no mirror in the village. Please go outside and cut a mirror for me."

She emphasized the word "city".

Qin Mu smiled and said, "The stone tablet outside is too hard. I'm afraid I can't cut it."

The woman was busy slaughtering pigs in the house, making dishes out of pig offal and other ingredients, while Qin Mu was outside chatting with the old man and the old woman.

"Your village doesn't have many people, but there are a lot of trees."

Qin Mu took a look and said, "Six people, eight trees."

The old man laughed and said, "How can you say six people? Young Master, you can't even count? It's obviously our family of five."

Qin Mu glanced at the half pig hanging under the tree at the entrance of the village, smiled slightly, and said without saying much, "When did the elder move to this quiet place?"

"I don't remember that."

The old man thought for a moment and said, "I only remember that the world was in chaos and the people were living in misery. We were driven here by bad guys. Sir, is the chaos still going on outside?"

Qin Mu clapped his hands and exclaimed: "You are so lucky! Now the outside world is more chaotic than before, with fighting and killing every day, and blood flowing like a river. It is better here, peaceful and quiet, with a rich life and no worries. Elder, you and your family should stay here and don't go out."

The old woman smiled and said, "We've been staying here for a long time, and it's getting boring. We still want to go out for a walk."

Qin Mu smiled and shook his head: "It's better not to go out. It's too chaotic outside, and I'm worried about the health of the two old people. If anything goes wrong, it will be more trouble than death outside."

The old woman and the old man's faces changed slightly, and the old woman raised her hand to pull out the hairpin on her head. The old man raised his hand to stop her and shook his head silently, and the old woman put her hand down.

Qin Mu ignored them and said, "There are eight trees, two more trees. May I ask where the other two elders are?"

The old man sighed and said, "Sure enough, I can't hide it from you, young master. The other person is a paralytic. He has been paralyzed in bed for nearly ten years."

Qin Mu was moved and sighed, "To be honest, I have studied medicine and am quite knowledgeable about it. I have always been kind-hearted and willing to save the dying and the wounded. May I ask where this paralytic is? Let me go and treat him. I may be able to cure him."

The old man stood up tremblingly. The woman came out of the room, tidying up the table and chairs and preparing to set the dishes. When she saw them standing up, she couldn't help but said angrily, "Dinner is about to start. Where are you going?"

"Young Master is good at medicine, go and see that paralytic."

The old man seemed to be afraid of her, and hurriedly smiled and said, "The paralytic has been paralyzed there for a long time, and I always ask you to take care of him. Maybe he can be cured by you, young master."

The woman asked suspiciously, "That paralytic has to take care of his shit and piss, and I can cure him? Do you think this young man is a good man?"

"Let's try our best to save the dying horse."

Qin Mu followed the two old men into the room, only to see a young man lying on the bed with his arms and legs spread out, without any breath, already dead.

Qin Mu looked at the young man for a long time, then slowly said, "Lord of Tiandu, I finally get to see you."

The old man and the old woman's faces changed drastically, and they almost couldn't hold back and wanted to kill someone!

The old woman forced a smile and said, "Could it be that you recognize this paralytic?"

"There are not many people who are qualified to die at the hands of the master of Miro Palace, and the Lord of Tiandu is one of them."

Qin Mu carefully observed the injuries on the paralytic's body. Those were the injuries caused by the Hong Meng magical power. This Hong Meng magical power was even more complicated and mysterious than the red rope knot that Qin Mu saw in Guixu!

The only one who possesses such power is the master of Miro Palace!

Although the eldest son had learned everything from the master of the Miro Palace, Qin Mu had seen the eldest son's seal, and although it was exquisite, it was still beyond Qin Mu's vision and knowledge.

However, the injuries on this young man's body were beyond Qin Mu's knowledge and experience. The only person who could have such injuries could be the owner of the Miro Palace.

Qin Mu once watched the enlightened people of Tiandu working together to create the world from the perspective of the Lord of Tiandu, and he also saw the master of the Miluo Palace killing the Lord of Tiandu from his perspective, so he made this judgment.

The behavior of the old man and the old woman confirmed his guess!

"The Lord of Tiandu who opened up the seventh era of the universe did not expect his body to be suppressed here after his death."

Qin Mu straightened up and shook his head, saying, "I can't cure his injury. But there is someone who can. The purpose of my trip is to find this person. His name is Tai Yi. Do you recognize him?"

The old woman and the old man looked at each other and shook their heads.

At this time, the woman's voice came: "The food is ready, you two old men, hurry up and invite the young master to eat!"

Qin Mu sat down at the dinner table, accompanied by the old man and the old woman. The young man who butchered the pig sat opposite him. The woman continued to cook. The girl with pigtails squatted under a tree with a bowl in her hand, eating noisily, but she did not sit at the table.

"We don't have any good wine in the mountains to entertain the young man from the city. Please forgive me."

The old woman was very attentive and said, "Young Master, please eat some food!"

Qin Mu did not move his chopsticks. He looked around and said, "Only seven of the eight trees have arrived. So where is the remaining one?"

The old man pretended to be deaf and dumb. The woman came forward with a pot of butchered pig dishes. She put the pot down, wiped her hands on her apron, and said with a simple smile, "How can there be one person left? Besides, there are only six people here, including the paralytic. If you include the young master, it would make it seven, right? The young master from the city must be bad at divination!"

Qin Mu laughed and said, "How can we start eating when everyone is not here?"

The old man opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly the butcher sitting opposite Qin Mu flew into a rage, pulled out his butcher knife and stabbed it into the middle of the table, full of murderous intent, and said in a stern voice: "Why are you talking about that? I can't bear it anymore! Just pick up the knife and kill this guy!"

The food on the plate flew up with a rustling sound. Slices of pork and offal from the pig-killing dishes all rose into the air and combined into half a pig in the air, with its eyes wide open.

The other half of the pig hanging at the entrance of the village took two steps and ran over. The two pigs merged together and shouted, "You're right! When have we ever been afraid? Who cares if he's the Seventh Young Master of Miro Palace? Just chop him up!"