The old man couldn't see, so he could only grope with his senses and prop himself up.

"Is it Kaz Jr.? I smell the meat, am I going to eat? My stomach is flattening with hunger! ”

It seems that the old man Ma has a good relationship with his stepson.

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

Ron watched his every move closely.

He had a feeling that this old man with a story written on his face would bring him a lot of gains.

The centaur leader gave Ron an awkward look, then quickly replied:

"The meal is not ready yet, you wait first, I have something to look for you."

"Huh? What do you say? ”

"I'm so hungry, it's time to eat, right?"

The old man didn't seem to hear clearly, and continued to repeat the first sentence.

The leader of the centaurs looked at the adoptive father who was slumped on the bed with a complicated look in his eyes.

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

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

He pronounced these words very seriously, distinguished guest, obviously hoping that the old man would not be as foolish as usual.

Unfortunately, he didn't seem to hear it.

The old man took the jerky and stuffed it into his mouth, gnawed on the two remaining teeth, and did not answer the words of the centaur leader.

Ron shook his head, stopping the centaur leader from trying to say something.

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

Although his muscles had shriveled up, judging from his skeleton, he was no less than half a point of the centaur leader when he was young, and even slightly larger.

Seeing him trembling and gnawing on jerky, Ron sighed a little.

It's a pity that the hero is late, even if he was once strong, in the face of this ruthless time, he can only accept such a tragic fate.

【Successful Identification】

[Name: Kush Basque]

[Gender: Male]

[Race: Centaurs]

[Strength: Black Iron Rank (Debilitated, Dying)]

[Unique Trait: None]

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

"Sure enough!"

Looking at the old man's evaluation, 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 man may be the man who led the way in Karan's diary.

Although his heart was excited, Ron still suppressed the urge to ask immediately, and instead turned his head to look at the centaur leader suspiciously.

"What's wrong with him?"

If it weren't for Ron's confirmation that the jerky wasn't poisonous, he would have suspected that the centaur leader had poisoned his face.

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

The leader of the centaurs was embarrassed, and quickly picked up the sackcloth and wiped the corners of the old man's mouth.

"Makes you laugh, he's been bitten by a copper sand scorpion in the Red Blood Peak before, and that toxin will throw the poisoned into chaos."

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

As he spoke, he took out a green herbal pill from a small wooden box next to the bed and stuffed it into the crooked mouth of the old man.

The centaur leader sighed and whispered:

"I can only use drugs to try to sober him up a little now, and I hope he can know the information you want."

"Ahem, cough, cough"

After a violent convulsion and coughing, the old man raised his head leisurely.

"Is it Kaz Jr.? I smell the smell of meat, it's time to eat."

Ron frowned at the old man who was babbling like a repeater.

At this moment, he deeply felt the trouble of taking care of the elderly, and it was really thanks to his character that the leader of the centaurs could endure.

The leader of the centaurs did not dare to delay any longer, and hurriedly asked:

"Don't make a fuss, do you know the elves? This grown-up is looking for their whereabouts, and if you know, speak up. ”

"What clan?"

The old man tilted his head, as if he had not heard the words of the centaur leader.

"It's an elf."

"What spirit?"

"Elves! It's the guy you told me about when I was a kid, the guy with pointed ears. ”

"You said your nose was getting longer?"

Looking at the conversation between the two donkeys, Ron suddenly intervened in the conversation between the two:

"Forget it, you can rest."

"Okay."

He heard this sentence clearly, and the old man and horse lay down directly and began to fall asleep.

Ron twitched the corners of his mouth, looked at the centaur leader with an embarrassed face, shook his head, and turned to leave.

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

Ron deliberately said it out loud before parting.

Before the leader of the horses could calm down, he pushed open the curtain of the cloth, waved his dragon wings into the air, and disappeared into the night.

"This"

The centaur leader chased him out of the tent, and there was still the shadow of a dragon in the silent sky.

"This dragon is too anxious."

"But that's fine, at least don't worry about him suddenly changing his mind and wanting to eat a few centaurs to try the horror idea."

He shook his head, lamenting the bizarre encounter, and then turned to enter the tent again.

"Whew-"

The loud purring of the old man echoed throughout the tent.

Looking at the old man lying quietly and sleeping on the bed, the leader of the centaurs sighed and stepped forward to change the blanket soaked with urine under him.

Swish!

A withered hand suddenly grabbed his wrist and startled him.

"The dragon is gone?"

Kaz, the leader of the centaurs, looked at the old man in front of him who suddenly stopped snoring.

The old man grabbed his hand tightly and asked again.

At this time, the old man Ma still had a confused look, obviously his performance in front of Ron just now was deliberately disguised by him.

Kaz nodded subconsciously, then realized something, and hurriedly asked:

"You didn't sleep?"

The old man Ma grabbed Kaz's hand and slowly straightened up, and when he heard his adopted son's surprised words, he smiled softly.

"It seems to be gone, I really fell asleep just now, but I woke up after feeling no sense of oppression, otherwise how could I fool that dragon."

Kaz still felt a little incredible, this person who usually couldn't see it at all, but at this time his face shone with wisdom.

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

The old man shook his head:

"I'm blind, but my heart is not blind, I have remembered the feeling of Longwei for a lifetime, and I have been afraid for a lifetime."

Kaz's eyes shrunk and he looked at the emaciated old man on the bed:

"So I just said"

"That's right, I was deliberately playing dumb just now."

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

Even if the old man Ma couldn't see it, he could anticipate the look of surprise on his adopted son's face, and he sighed:

"You must wonder why I did this."

His adoptive father, who is usually confused and a little demented, suddenly became shrewd, which is really hard to accept.

Unexpectedly, Kaz's answer was unexpected by the old man, he crooked the corners 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 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 worry about those details, you 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 do it at night."

Kaz, the leader of the centaurs, is clearly complaining about the old man's behavior on weekdays, and talks about his vices.

"Don't say it, don't say it"

The old man quickly interrupted his complaint, otherwise he wouldn't even want to sleep tonight.

"Don't you want to know why I'm doing 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 centaurs, is also serious at this time.

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

Although the situation just now seems to be harmonious, once the dragon master sees through the disguise of the old man and the horse, he and the entire centaur tribe will be in danger, and one bad thing is the danger of extinction.

This is no small matter, and he needs a reasonable explanation.

The old man sighed and said:

"Well, that was many years ago, when I was younger, I loved to wander around, and during one of my adventures, I met a team of elves."

Speaking of this, the old man stopped suddenly.

The corners of its mouth were raised, a bit like a bard out of context.

"If you don't like me to nag, I'll tell you about it, but don't tell anyone else."

Who wants to hear your old story!

Kaz, the leader of the centaurs, complained to himself, he was tired of hearing the stories told by the old man since he was a child.

Before Kaz could say this, a familiar voice suddenly sounded around them.

"Okay, you go on, I'm listening."

Cold sweat instantly soaked the backs of Kaz and the old man's horse.

(End of chapter)