Chapter 1795 — The Young Master's Secret Past
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" The others were rather helpless at this, when suddenly Zhu Santong's ears twitched: "Someone's coming! " He hastily rolled on the ground and turned into a fat pig; the girl strung up a rope, and Zhu Santong's two plump white hind legs were stretched out straight and bound fast with the rope, and the girl hung him upside down from a tree.
The woman hurried to her own Dao tree and drew water from the well, pulling out her laundry bat and making as if to wash clothes; the old man hurried to the village entrance and sat on a stone, lighting his water pipe; the old woman went to sit beneath the eaves and watched the woman wash clothes.
No sooner had they finished all this than they saw Shen Mu striding like a shooting star, carrying a coffin upon his shoulder.
"What a coffin! " Each of them set their heart at ease; and beholding that Dao-Burying Divine Coffin, they all cried out in praise.
The old woman hurriedly rose and chuckled, "Wherever did the Seventh Young Master get such a superb coffin? Truly wonderful — this old body would like to climb in and lie down a while! " Shen Mu set down the Dao-Burying Divine Coffin and said gladly, "You can all see it is a fine coffin?
I have coveted it a long while myself; alas, this coffin already has an owner — I gave it to someone else.
" He seemed quite regretful.
Zhu Santong slipped off the rope, and landing, became a sturdy fellow, who came up to examine it and praised it again and again: "Truly a fine coffin! I wonder who has the fortune to lie within it. " He was about to lift the coffin lid when Shen Mu pressed his hand down and shook his head: "There is someone in the coffin.
" Zhu Santong jumped in fright, wanting to look and not daring to. The old man came forward and said, quavering, "Was it the Young Master who just now broke Taishang's seal?
" Shen Mu smiled faintly: "A mere lift of the hand.
Brother Dao, guess — who is the one in this coffin? " The old man was greatly shaken and blurted out, "Can it be that one?
" Shen Mu laughed heartily, and the people suppressed within the obelisk forest could not help but be stirred to the depths.
Of all those present, only the old man had ever laid eyes on Tiandu; the rest had only heard the name and never seen the man.
When Shen Mu had come here last time, they had learned that the Cripple was none other than the Lord of Tiandu, whose name stood beside that of the master of the Miluo Palace!
Shen Mu made plain the bond between the Lord of Tiandu and Taiyi, letting them know that the reason they had been able to escape the obelisks was that Taiyi had once come here.
The old man and Zhu Santong hurriedly bore the Cripple over, gazing at Shen Mu in expectation.
Shen Mu hesitated a moment, then told them honestly, "Taiyi is gravely wounded, and the Cripple was slain outright by the master of the Miluo Palace with a great divine power. Though the two are one body, both have taken very grievous hurts.
If the coffin is opened, they will merge into one.
The best case is that once they merge, the injuries are gone. " The girl blinked, raised her head to look at him, and ventured, "And the worst case?
" "The worst case is that their injuries fuse together and gather into a single body, making the hurt graver still.
" Shen Mu hesitated a moment, then spoke the truth: "They may even die on the spot — past all saving. " Seeing their faces change drastically, he hurriedly said, "But some time ago, I too suffered the same injury as the Cripple; the difference being that the Cripple died, while I was healed. Rest assured — in treating this sort of injury, I am well practiced. But.
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" The woman brandished her laundry bat and said hotly, "Seventh Young Master, can you not finish what you have to say in one breath?