The Journey of the Rainbow Dragon

The old man couldn't see the horse, so he could only fumble and prop himself up by feeling.

"Is it little Kaz? I smell the aroma of meat. Do you want to eat? My stomach is almost hungry!"

It seems that the old man Ma has a good relationship with his stepson.

What is certain is that the two eyes are completely blind. Judging from the black and purple scars, they should have been stung by desert scorpions or other poisons.

Ron watched his every move carefully.

He had a feeling that this old man with a story written all over his face would bring him a lot of gains.

The centaur leader glanced at Ron awkwardly, and then quickly replied:

"The food isn't ready yet. Please wait. I have something to ask you."

"Huh? What did you say?"

"I'm so hungry. Is it time to eat?"

The old man didn't seem to hear clearly and kept repeating the first sentence.

The centaur leader looked at the adoptive father who was lying on the bed and was a little deaf with complicated eyes.

He walked over to the bed, picked up a piece of dried venison and stuffed it into his dry old man-spotted palm.

"A distinguished guest wants to ask you some questions, and you must answer them truthfully."

He pronounced the words "distinguished guest" very seriously, obviously hoping that the old man would stop acting like usual.

It's a pity that he didn't seem to hear this sentence.

The old man picked up the dried meat and stuffed it into his mouth hungrily, chewing it with his only two teeth, without answering the centaur leader's words.

Ron shook his head and stopped the Centaur leader who wanted to say something.

He waved his dragon wings and flew to the bed, carefully observing the old horse.

Although his muscles have shrunk and shriveled, judging from his frame, when he was young, he was no less than the Centaur leader, and was even slightly larger.

Watching him tremblingly gnawing at the dried meat, Ron sighed.

It's a pity that heroes are dying. No matter how strong they were, they can only accept such a tragic fate in the face of this ruthless time.

[Identification successful]

[Name: Kush Basque]

[Gender: Male]

[Race: Centaur]

[Strength: Black Iron Level (Weak, Dying)]

[Legendary Characteristics: None]

[Evaluation: A centaur who lived for 206 years once led an elf expedition to leave the Immortal Volcano, and thus received a gift from the elves, breaking the lifespan limit of a normal centaur. 】

"really!"

Seeing Lao Ma's comments, Ron's eyes lit up.

It's really hard to find anything without wearing iron shoes, and it takes no effort at all!

This old man and horse may be the young man and horse who enthusiastically led the way recorded in Karan's diary.

Although he was excited, Ron suppressed the urge to ask immediately, and instead turned to look at the centaur leader in confusion.

"what happened to him?"

If Ron hadn't confirmed that the dried meat was not poisonous, he would have suspected that the centaur leader had poisoned him in person.

Because the old man in front of him, Ma, didn't know why, while eating the dried meat, drool began to flow from the corners of his mouth, and a strange smell came from his lower body.

Embarrassed, the leader of the centaur quickly picked up the linen cloth and wiped the corners of the old man's mouth.

"I'm going to make you laugh. He was bitten by a copper sand scorpion in Scarlet Blood Peak before. The poison will cause the poisoned person to fall into chaos."

"As he gets older, he is now in a state of confusion for a long time every day. He wakes up occasionally and often becomes incontinent."

As he spoke, he took out a green herbal pill from a small wooden box next to the bed and stuffed it into the old man's crooked mouth.

The centaur leader sighed and whispered:

"I can only use medicine to make him sober as much as possible. I hope he can know the information you want."

"Cough cough cough"

After a violent convulsion and coughing, the old horse slowly woke up and raised its head.

"Is it little Kaz? I can smell the aroma of meat. It's time to eat."

Ron frowned and looked at the old horse that chattered like a repeater.

At this moment, he deeply felt the trouble of taking care of the old man. It was a shame that the Centaur leader could tolerate his character.

The leader of the troops did not dare to waste any more time and asked quickly:

"Stop making trouble, do you know the elves? This master is looking for their whereabouts. If you know, tell them quickly."

"What clan?"

The old man and horse tilted their heads, as if they did not hear the words of the leader of the men and horses clearly.

"It's the elves."

"What spirit?"

"The elves! They are the guys with pointed ears that you told me about when you were a kid."

"You said your nose has gotten longer?"

Watching the nonsensical conversation between the two, Ron suddenly intervened in their conversation:

"Forget it, just rest."

"okay."

He heard this sentence clearly, and the old man immediately lay down and began to sleep soundly.

Ron twitched the corner of his mouth, looked at the embarrassed centaur leader, shook his head, and turned to leave.

"Since there is no news about the elves here, I will leave first."

Ron said something loudly before leaving.

Before the leader of the men and horses could recover, he pushed open the cloth curtain, waved his dragon wings, soared into the sky, and disappeared into the night.

"this"

The leader of the men and horses chased him outside the tent. At this time, there was no shadow of the dragon in the silent sky.

"This dragon master is too anxious."

"But that's good. At least you don't have to worry about him suddenly changing his mind and turning into the horrible idea of ​​trying to eat a few centaurs."

He shook his head, lamenting this bizarre experience, and then turned around and entered the tent again.

"Huhuhu——"

The loud snoring of the old man's horse echoed throughout the tent.

Looking at the old man sleeping peacefully on the bed, the Centaur leader sighed and stepped forward to change the urine-soaked blanket under him.

Uh-huh!

A dry hand suddenly grabbed his wrist, startling him.

"The dragon is gone?"

Kaz, the leader of the centaur, looked at the old man's horse who suddenly stopped snoring in front of him in surprise.

The old man held his hand tightly and asked again.

At this time, the old man didn't look confused at all. It was obvious that his behavior in front of Ron just now was deliberately disguised.

Kaz nodded subconsciously, then realized something and asked quickly:

"You didn't sleep?"

The old man Ma grabbed Kaz's hand and slowly straightened up. After hearing his adopted son's surprised words, he smiled softly.

"It seems that I have left. I really fell asleep just now. I just woke up after I felt that there was no pressure. Otherwise, how could I have deceived that dragon."

Kaz still felt a little weird. This person, who was usually completely invisible, now had a light of wisdom on his face.

"Then how do you know it's a dragon? Your eyes."

The old man shook his head:

"My eyes are blind, but my heart is not blind. I will remember the feeling of dragon power all my life, and I will also be afraid of it all my life."

Kaz's eyes narrowed and he looked at the thin old man Ma on the bed:

"That's what I said just now"

"Yes, I just pretended to be stupid on purpose."

As the words fell, the tent fell into silence again.

Even though Old Man Ma couldn't see it, he could still predict the surprised expression on his adopted son's face. He sighed:

"You must be wondering why I did this."

It is really hard to accept that my adoptive father, who is usually confused and a little demented, suddenly becomes shrewd.

Unexpectedly, Kaz's answer was beyond the old man's expectations. He twisted his lips and said angrily:

"I'm not surprised about that. I just want to know if you peed on the bed on purpose?"

Hearing this, the old man Ma coughed twice in embarrassment: "Isn't this just to make that giant dragon feel disgusted so that he can leave quickly?"

"I'm the one washing the sheets!"

"Ahem, don't worry about those details. Just let your wife wash it."

"It doesn't matter if you don't mention this. Do you know that in order to take care of you, I will..."

Kaz, the leader of the Centaur, was obviously very complaining about the performance of the old man and horse, and kept talking about his bad habits.

"Stop talking, stop talking"

Lao Ma quickly interrupted his complaint, otherwise he might not even be able to sleep tonight.

"Don't you want to know why I did this?"

The old man looked at the sky with "deep eyes" and said in a deep voice.

When it came to business, the Centaur leader Kaz also became serious at this time.

"Why? You should know how dangerous it was just now!"

Although the situation just now seems harmonious, once the dragon master sees through the disguise of the old man and horse, he and the entire centaur tribe will be in danger. The worst is the crisis of genocide.

This was no small matter and he needed a reasonable explanation.

The old man sighed and said:

"Hey, that happened many years ago. When I was young, I liked to wander around. During an adventure, I met a team of elves."

At this point, the old man's horse suddenly stopped.

The corners of its mouth were raised, somewhat like a bard breaking a chapter.

"If you don't mind my nagging, I'll tell you, but don't tell anyone else."

Who wants to hear your corny stories?

Kaz, the Centaur leader, complained in his mind that he was tired of the stories told by Old Man Ma since he was a child.

Before Kaz could say these words, a familiar voice suddenly sounded beside them.

"Okay, keep talking, I'm listening."

Cold sweat instantly soaked the backs of Kaz and Lao Ma.