Chapter four hundred and sixty first see the saint
"ah?"
The sudden question made the maid stunned.
But then, the maid reacted. She originally wanted to deal with this embarrassing problem with a few polite words, but after seeing Luo Chen's unquestionable eyes, the maid's face turned red, she lowered her head slightly, and said with some embarrassment:
"We usually eat batter, but we only eat this kind of food on special days."
As she said that, the maid glanced at the food on the table with complicated eyes and swallowed secretly.
Seeing this, Luo Chen didn't say anything, but pointed at the little girl at the door and said, "What about them? Do they eat batter every day?"
"Um!"
The maid glanced at the little girl, then nodded: "We are short of food here, even the saint eats batter every day."
Hearing this, Luo Chen fell silent!
The Saint is the highest-ranking person in the Witch Clan, and even she eats this kind of food every day. You can imagine how bad the living environment of the Witch Clan is.
Luo Chen lowered his head and was silent for a while, then stood up and walked to the door.
The little girl at the door, who had been staring at the food on the table, suddenly felt someone next to her. She was suddenly jumped, and the small bowl in her hand lost its balance and fell to the ground.
"Whoa!"
Luo Chen reached out with one hand to catch the fallen bowl, and then looked at the little girl with a smile.
At this time, the little girl timidly raised her little head and looked at Luo Chen, and said softly:
"Uncle! Yes...I'm sorry, I just took a look..."
The little girl was extremely sensible. Although her eyes and face were full of fear, she still tried her best to squeeze out a few words to apologize to Luo Chen.
Looking at the little girl's fearful but very sensible little dirty face, Luo Chen thought that his hand holding the knife was never soft, and he instantly broke through the defense.
"fine!"
Luo Chen smiled and stretched out his hands to wipe the dirt on the little girl's face, then picked her up and walked into the living room.
"Come! Uncle wants to eat your batter, can you swap it with uncle?"
Luo Chen put the little girl on the chair, then pushed the bowl of rice in front of the little girl, while he held the little girl's small bowl.
"I......"
The little girl had forgotten her fear at this time. She looked at the food on the table, her eyes were shining and she kept swallowing saliva.
But in the end, the little girl still looked away from the food, rubbed the animal skin clothes on her body tightly with her little hands, looked at Luo Chen timidly and said: "Uncle, this is yours, I can't eat it."
At this time, the maid next to her also hurriedly said: "Master! This is inappropriate."
"Nothing inappropriate!"
Seeing the little girl's sensible look, Luo Chen said nothing and directly picked up the rice bowl, took a mouthful of rice and fed it to the little girl.
The rice was close to her lips, and smelling the sweetness on it, the little girl subconsciously opened her mouth.
After feeding him a mouthful of rice, Luo Chen picked up another piece of meat...
For a moment, Luo Chen's hands, which were accustomed to holding knives, were engaged in feeding.
But the little girl, after the initial panic, was no longer afraid. She narrowed her little eyes comfortably and enjoyed the food she was fed.
The little girl tasted it carefully and ate slowly, and Luo Chen also fed it slowly. It was not until a long time later that Luo Chen finished feeding all the rice in the bowl.
As for the meat and vegetables on the table, Luo Chen didn't dare to feed the little girl too much. The little girl was used to eating batter, so she ate too much meat and vegetables at once, and Luo Chen was afraid that she wouldn't be able to bear it.
After feeding the little girl, Luo Chen handed her to the maid next to him, then picked up the little girl's small bowl and drank all the batter in one gulp.
When the dough entered his mouth, Luo Chen felt bitter, but there was no expression on his face. After showing a smile to the little girl, he turned around and returned to the bedroom.
A night of mountain breeze and a night of hardship!
A night of meditation, a night of silence!
Luo Chen quietly sat cross-legged on the bamboo bed, listening to the mountain breeze at night, feeling the lingering bitterness of the batter in his mouth, and pondered for the whole night.
When the sun rose the next day, Luo Chen walked out of the bedroom.
At this time, Luo Chen, who had never seen the Witch Lingzhu, did not want to wait any longer. He planned to ask the maid to take him directly to the Holy Girl of the Witch Clan.
However, just when Luo Chen stepped out of the wooden house to find the maid, he ran into Wu Lingzhu.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Luo! I'm late because I have something to do at home!"
Wu Lingzhu walked up to Luo Chen and smiled apologetically.
"fine!"
Luo Chen shook his head and saw Wu Lingzhu's slightly red and swollen eyes and slightly dark circles. Luo Chen also knew that Wu Lingzhu had not had a good night, so he didn't mind.
Wu Lingzhu seemed to have noticed Luo Chen's gaze. After pressing her eyes awkwardly with the back of her hand, she changed the subject and said, "Master Luo, come with me! My mother is waiting for you."
After saying that, Wu Lingzhu seemed to be afraid that Luo Chen would see her eyes again, so she hurriedly turned around and led the way.
Seeing this, Luo Chen smiled and followed behind without saying a word.
The two of them walked in silence all the way past wooden houses, and then, under the curious eyes of a group of Wu tribe members, they arrived at an independent wooden house in the village.
Standing in front of the wooden house, Luo Chen's perception swept across the wooden house, and his eyes showed surprise.
At this time, Wu Lingzhu also suddenly turned around, with a slightly red face and said: "Mr. Luo, my mother is in the wooden house. You can go in! I won't go in."
After saying that, Wu Lingzhu turned around and left quickly. They would talk about her today, but she was too embarrassed to follow him in.
Luo Chen looked at Wu Lingzhu leaving with doubts in his eyes. However, thinking of the purpose of his trip, Luo Chen looked at the wooden house with burning eyes, and then strode in.
Inside the wooden house.
In the lobby, the witch saint is still kneeling in front of the statue.
Looking at the slim figure with white hair on his head, Luo Chen slowed down as he walked into the lobby.
Immediately, Luo Chen clasped his fists at the back and saluted: "Junior Luo Chen, I have met the senior saint!"
The voice fell, but the saint didn't react at all.
It wasn't until she finished reciting the last verse in her mouth that the saint picked up the crutches on the ground and slowly stood up, then turned around and looked at Luo Chen.
Their eyes met, Luo Chen was stunned unconsciously when he looked at the saint's old face. Although his perception had already discovered it, Luo Chen's eyes still showed surprise when he saw this wrinkled face with his own eyes.
As for the saint, although she had heard Wu Lingzhu say it, she was also shocked when she saw Luo Chen's age and first-rate initial cultivation.
However, the saint had experienced a big storm after all, and the shock in her eyes only flashed past, and she soon returned to normal.
Looking at Luo Chen, the saint smiled and said: "Little friend Luo, are you surprised to see my appearance?"
"Well!"
Luo Chen smiled bitterly, nodded, and said bluntly: "That's right! This junior is indeed a little surprised!"
After saying that, Luo Chen looked at the saint meaningfully and said slowly: "Senior, you must be poisoned, right?"
"Um?"
This time it was the saint's turn to be surprised. The smile on her face lagged behind, and she looked at Luo Chen with admiration: "That's right! Not only is Luo's talent amazing, but his eyesight is also really amazing."
Hearing this, Luo Chen smiled noncommittally, and then asked doubtfully: "How could the saint be so poisoned when she lives in the mountains and forests?"
Luo Chen had long seen the poison in the saint. It was a chronic poison. Although it would not be fatal at once, it would cause people to age quickly and then die of old age.
If you accidentally get a little bit of this kind of poison, nothing will happen. But if you want to become like a saint, you have to voluntarily take it for a long time.
But as the saint is the most noble person in the witch clan, who could let her be poisoned by this kind of poison? This is what Luo Chen is curious about.
As for the saint, after hearing Luo Chen's question, the smile on her face gradually faded, then she slowly turned around and sat on the main seat next to her.
After signaling Luo Chen to sit down, the saint sighed: "There is nothing unspeakable about this matter! Little friend Luo should also know the status of the saint of the witch clan in the witch clan. It is precisely because of this that Nanjiao Kingdom is naturally unwilling to
Seeing that such a person has existed for a long time, for the sake of the safety of the Witch Clan, each generation of saints of the Witch Clan will not live long."
Hearing this, Luo Chen finally understood that the saints of the Witch Clan responded to the call of hundreds of people in the Witch Clan, and the Witch Clan accounted for a quarter of the population of Nanjiao Country. This was because Nanjiao Country was afraid that every generation of saints would exist in the Witch Clan for a long time.
, became deeply ingrained and became rebellious.
However, you know, you know, these things have nothing to do with Luo Chen. What he cares about now is the soul-inducing butterfly.
Pursing his lips, Luo Chen opened his mouth and was about to ask about the soul-inducing butterflies.
At this time, the saint didn't seem to want to say more about the poisoning, and suddenly said:
"I know that little friend Luo is here to attract soul butterflies, but I am afraid that this matter will disappoint little friend Luo."