Chapter 64 — One Staff Stirs Rivers and Mountains
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 3 of 4
Did you see anything at the time? " The blind old man said bleakly, "I am a blind old man—what could I see? Young general, you jest. I have heard the name Ling Hanchuan before. To think he met such a cruel end? It pains my heart. .
. 'The gibbons on both banks cry without cease, ever bringing heroes to tears! ' Heartache, alas!
" He lifted his bamboo staff and tapped the river's surface. The great river's surface was already turbulent, but now the entire river suddenly heaved violently several times. Waves along both banks of the Yong River surged more than ten zhang high, giant waves splitting the sky.
Even the tower ship pitched and tossed, and the many soldiers aboard were shaken so badly they could not keep their footing! Beneath the river's surface, the waters suddenly parted to both sides, revealing the massive spine of a giant beast, dark blue-black, as if an islet had suddenly emerged at the river's center. The Yong River convulsed, and even the giant beast was shaken out of the water, flying into the air before crashing back down with a boom. Shen Mu immediately saw that the giant beast was bound by chains, the other end of which were tied to the tower ship.
The ship's great speed was surely thanks to this beast.
Strangely enough, while the river's surface convulsed violently everywhere else, the water beneath Shen Mu's feet remained calm and still, without the slightest ripple. The Seventh Young Master hastily grabbed the ship's rail to keep from falling into the river and could not help calling out, "Old Senior, it's 'Before the campaign succeeds, the hero dies—ever bringing heroes to tears! ' You said it wrong. " Shen Mu could not help saying, "Young Master, what he means is that if you die here, it will be 'before the campaign succeeds, the hero dies.
' But right now you are still alive, only able to shout and yell—so naturally it is 'the gibbons cry without cease. ' If you insist on getting to the bottom of things, then you will die first.
Blind Grandpa is actually quite learned. " The blind old man looked smug and chuckled.
"Shen-er knows me best. If it were that lame old man or that deaf old man and those other scoundrels, they would surely mock me for being sentimental.
" Shen Feiyue's eye twitched. The blind old man's strength was somewhat beyond his expectations.
Just now the blind old man had only tapped the Yong River—fortunately it was only a tap. Had it been an upward flick, the entire river's surface would likely have been lifted by him! Pei Wujiu in the black ice also fell silent.
Clearly, from the blind old man's staff tapping the river, he had deduced the old man's strength—very difficult to provoke. If he insisted on his sword, he would likely die here. "Leave the Chubao sword here for now. Let's go—sail! " At Shen Feiyue's command, a soldier immediately took out a horn and blew it—doo, doo.
The horn's sound was deep and frightening. Hearing it, the giant beast beneath the water stirred up wind and waves.
The river's waters suddenly rose, like a water mountain far higher than the rest of the river's surface, lifting the tower ship as it roared downstream! "General Shen, didn't you just ask that blind old man who killed Ling Hanchuan? Why leave without getting an answer?
" Several palace maids surrounded the Seventh Young Master. He poked his head out from among them and asked curiously. "Young Master, this subordinate has already found out.
" General Shen sneered, "Ling Hanchuan died at the hands of that blind old man just now.