821 To Die (1/2)
He was very surprised by the soldiers' performance. They were quickly learning.
They were focused, serious, and had good backgrounds. These were indeed the specially selected elite soldiers with excellent combat and learning ability. After the morning had passed, there were already two soldiers who had almost mastered it.
”Well, they're learning faster than I thought they would,” Wang Yao said.
”These are all the elites that were chosen from thousands of people,” Su Zhixing said. ”They have very strong learning abilities.”
”You have to hurry up and don't be overtaken by them,” Wang Yao joked. ”That would be so disgraceful!”
”Yes, you have to give me a personal lesson,” Su Zhixing said.
Wang Yao stayed three more days to teach the soldiers. Once the kung fu had been practiced to the depth of essence and mastered, the place the person gripped would become useless once the enemy used his strength. For example, if the person were to grip his enemy's wrist, the wrist would be dislocated in an instant and would lose its ability to move. It was a very destructive kung fu.
”Are you not going to stay for a few more days?” Su Zhixing asked.
”No, it will be Oct. 1 in a few days,” Wang Yao said. ”I have to attend my elder sister's wedding no matter what.”
”Ah, wait a minute!” Su Zhixing slapped his forehead and took out a red packet from his pocket. ”This is just a little of my gratitude.”
”Mine too.” Mu Chengzhou also took out a red packet.
”About this...” If Su Zhixing were to be related to him in the future, there was no problem with him accepting the red packet. He could just take it. But Mu Chengzhou's red packet was...
”OK, I'll thank you for my sister,” Wang Yao said. ”If you're free, attend the wedding party. If you're not free, I'll come back to southern Yunnan some time and treat you to a meal.”
”You're welcome here any time,” Mu Chengzhou said.
Wang Yao went to the provincial capital to catch the noon flight. He would arrive in Dao that afternoon and stay one night. He would return to the mountain village the next morning.
On the plane, he looked down at the valley deep in the southern Yunnan mountains.
There was an ancient village with a history of hundreds of years within the mountains. No outsiders visited the village because the customs there did not welcome outsiders. Now, there was an outsider.
”It's you!” A village man was stunned. ”How dare you come back!”
”Why would I not come back?” a middle-aged man in a hat asked. ”Take me to meet the Chief.”
”Wait here,” the village man said.
Within a short time, the man came back. He took the man in the hat to the biggest wooden house in the village.
A tall middle-aged man with a calm and serene expression quietly looked at the man below. It was a long time before he said, ”I can't believe that you are still alive!”
”You can't believe it?” the man in the hat asked. ”I can't believe it either.”
”Have you come back to ask me to save your life?” the tall man asked.
”Ha-ha, my biggest wish is to kill you,” the man in the hat said. ”It will be my biggest wish for my entire life. I will not ask you to save me even if I were to die. But I'm afraid it can't be realized. I have come back to have a look. I am one of the people here after all. I can still see it before I die.”
”Have a good look,” the tall man said.
”Alright.” The man in the hat turned around and left the bamboo building.
A middle-aged man appeared and asked, ”Master, do you want me to follow him?”
”Yes, just follow him from far away,” the tall man said.
The man in the hat circled the small village and came to the mountain. He walked up the mountain road. After walking for a while, a tomb appeared. It was on relatively flat terrain. It was the place where the people who died in the village were buried.
”Well, I am back.” He came to a grave that was overgrown with green grass. ”Master, I have come to see you.”
He squatted down and gently cleared the weeds from the grave. He sighed and said, ”I am sorry, Master. I was not able to avenge you. Ah, I have no face to see you.”
”Senior, it is indeed you!” A voice suddenly rang out behind him. ”Don't look back. Someone is watching you from behind. I am in the soil.”
”You should not have come,” the man in the hat said.
”My life was saved by you, Senior,” the other man said. ”When I saw that you had returned, I had to come.”
”I do not have long to live,” the man in the hat said. ”I've come back to have a look before I die.”
”Hasn't your poison been detoxified?” the other man asked.
”No, the poison has entered my internal organs and marrow,” the man in the hat said. ”Even an immortal will not be able to save me.”
At this point, he had already reached a Zen state. He did not place much importance on life or death anymore. Otherwise, he would not have returned.
”Senior, you might still have a thread of hope to live,” the other man said.
”What?” The middle-aged man was slightly shocked. His body slightly trembled.
”Recently, people in the village went out and found a magical valley,” the man lurking in the soil said. ”They found a kind of magical herb that can break through the limit of biological life.”
”What herb is that?” the man in the hat asked.
”Blood Orchid,” the other man said.
”Blood Orchid? The legendary magical herb?” The man in the hat was shocked.
”It's not a legend,” the other man said. ”It exists in real life. Moreover, the people in the valley have made great efforts to collect some of it and brought it back. They are making medicine with it. Master and Master's uncle have gone to the valley in person. The valley is very dangerous.”
The man kneeling in front of the grave was silent. He finally asked, ”Where is it?”