Chapter 1692 — Village Pig-Slaughter Feast
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
Shen Mu's gaze passed over the old man and saw that in the village, beside the old well under the old tree, a woman sat washing clothes with a wooden stick, pounding and cursing all the while, though it was unclear whom she was cursing. An old woman sat under the eaves sunning herself, both hands resting on her lower belly, squinting as she dozed, from time to time secretly opening her dim old eyes to steal a glance at the cursing woman.
This small village was entirely peaceful, as if only a family of five lived here.
Shen Mu blinked and looked it over, but did not walk into the village.
Instead he tilted his head in thought, took out the geographical map Tai Yi had left him, and with a swish unfolded it. Tai Yi's geographical map had been drawn with Tai Yi's staff; the map was extremely complex, and Wei Suifeng had copied it down and given it to Shen Mu.
Shen Mu unfolded the map, looked it over, and scratched his head. When he had entered the obelisk forest just now, he had not followed the route marked on this map at all!
Wei Suifeng had given him many geographical maps, and he had basically never followed the routes, always blundering in at random.
"It seems I took the wrong path. " Shen Mu rolled up Tai Yi's map, turned around, and prepared to leave this forest and start over, saying ruefully, "If Senior Brother knew, he would surely blow his beard and glare.
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. " Suddenly, the old man on the stone block at the village entrance put down his water pipe and said with a smile, "Honored guest, you have come from afar.
Will you not stay for a meal of pig-slaughter dishes before you go?
Little Shang has already slaughtered the pig.
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