C327 Centipede

When Zhang Yu arrived in front of the old man's grave, it was four o'clock in the afternoon. When he left, the stars had already filled the night sky and a bright moon was silently shining.

"Don't be too sad. A dead person cannot be revived. I believe that the old man's spirit in heaven would not be willing to see you like this." Xiao Lan comforted her softly.

Zhang Yu only shook his head, and did not say a word.

After leaving the old man's grave, Zhang Yu went to the place the old man lived. It was too late, so he decided to spend the night there and leave tomorrow.

Although it was foreseeable that there would definitely be a lot of dust there, it didn't matter. Zhang Yu wanted to go there to see what it was like.

But before Zhang Yu even entered the house, he was already stunned.

He saw a flower on the front wall of the house, which was built of blocks of stone.

On top of the rock, under the reflection of the moonlight, there was actually a flower blooming in a strange manner.

Zhang Yu's memories instantly returned to many years ago, when he was still young.

He remembered one morning when he was playing at the door, Old Man of the Full Moon suddenly pointed at the wall and said to him, "When you see this wall blossom one day, you should reach out your hand. I have a gift for you."

At that time, Zhang Yu thought that the old man was just playing with him, so he did not mind.

It had been five or six years, and even after Zhang Yu had left the place, the stone had not moved an inch.

Zhang Yu had long forgotten about this matter. However, he never would have thought that after so many years, when he came back here, he would see a scene of a stone wall blooming.

"When did the flower bloom on the wall?" Zhang Yu asked Xiao Lan who was beside him.

Xiao Lan was also very dumbstruck at this time, "I didn't know? When I came here to sweep the grave three months ago, the wall was still intact. How strange, how could a stone blossom? "

Zhang Yu understood, this flower should have been opened for him on purpose. In his mind, the image of the Old Man of the Full Moon became mysterious all of a sudden.

He had originally thought that this old man, who only had a little bit of ability, was actually so meticulous in his plans. Even the time when he would return here in many years had been calculated clearly.

Without hesitation, Zhang Yu walked straight to the wall and extended his hand out.

Then, in his astonished gaze, a Colorful Centipede actually crawled out from the flower, and directly crawled towards his palm.

The centipede was very small, about the size of a small finger. However, just by looking at the color of its body, one could tell that it was extremely poisonous.

Zhang Yu wanted to dodge it subconsciously, but the centipede's speed was extremely fast. With a swoosh, it landed in his hand, and it looked as if it was flying.

"Ah, be careful." When Xiao Lan saw this, he quickly picked up a stick on the ground and wanted to help.

However, it was too late. The centipede laid in Zhang Yu's hands and directly opened its mouth to take a bite.

Zhang Yu felt pain and wanted to shake it off, but to no avail.

Three seconds later, countless information suddenly flooded Zhang Yu's mind. He was shocked to realize that he could actually hear what the centipede said.

No, not heard.

The centipede could not speak either.

Zhang Yu quickly realized that the centipede's voice had appeared in his mind. One man and one beast, they could actually communicate through their consciousness.

"Xiao Lan, don't do it. It's fine, master left this centipede to me." Zhang Yu did not have time to communicate with the centipede in detail, and upon seeing that Xiao Lan wanted to use his rod to call the centipede, he quickly stopped him.

Xiao Lan did not dare believe it, but when she saw the centipede quietly lying in Zhang Yu's hands without making any other movements, she gradually relaxed.

"Let's go. Let's enter the house to rest first. We'll talk tomorrow." Zhang Yu did not explain much. In fact, he didn't know what was going on either. Even if he wanted to explain, he wouldn't be able to.

There was indeed a lot of dust in the room, but the two of them did not care about it at the moment.

Maybe because he was tired, Xiao Lan laid on the bed for a short while before falling asleep. However, Zhang Yu did not sleep at all. He was continuously communicating with the centipede.

It was a pity that the centipede's IQ was similar to that of a three year old child. It stuttered as if it was speaking, but its meaning was still unclear.

Zhang Yu patiently chatted with it for an entire night before he roughly understood that this centipede had already lived for a hundred years.

An ordinary centipede would only be able to live for about six years, and by the eighteenth year, its life was almost over.

However, just as it was about to die of old age, it met a young man. That young man had used some special secret techniques to extend its lifespan.

It went on like this for sixty years, and in the end, it was still not going to make it. The Heavenly Daos' Karma wasn't something that a human could easily change.

At that moment, the young man was also a bit old. Although the young man's face was old, his heart was not old. He would not admit defeat.

He used a strange technique to seal the centipede inside a stone that had been struck by lightning. He let it fall into a deep sleep, and continued to extend its life.

Just like that, forty years passed. When the centipede saw the light of day once again, its first glance was to see Zhang Yu.

All of this was arranged by the Old Man of the Full Moon a long time ago.

Zhang Yu didn't know why the old man had to spend so much effort to extend the centipede's life.

However, when he saw that the centipede that had lived for a hundred years was only the size of a pinky and had three colors on its body, Zhang Yu knew that this centipede was definitely not ordinary.

Especially since the centipede was able to communicate with a person through their consciousness. This was completely unheard-of and was akin to a method used by deities.

It was just a pity that Zhang Yu had left the Old Man of the Full Moon too early. Otherwise, the old man would have taught him these magical methods.

Zhang Yu suddenly thought of Xiao Lan, and on the second day, after Xiao Lan woke up, he quickly asked: "Did Master teach you some very special things in the past? For example, it's related to centipedes. "

"There's nothing related to centipedes, nor is there anything special about them. There's only a way to breathe and some martial arts." Xiao Lan was baffled, not knowing why Zhang Yu would suddenly ask that.

Zhang Yu was a little disappointed when he heard it, but he did not care much about it.

If his master didn't teach him, then he must have his master's intentions. Perhaps he felt that that thing was wasting too much energy? After all, his master had only gotten a centipede in his entire life. Furthermore, he had never seen the appearance of this centipede before he died.

When the two of them returned to Xiao Lan's house, it was already afternoon. Because Zhang Yu didn't sleep last night, he was rather tired, so he took a nap.