I was about to cheer, but suddenly I realized that something was wrong - I had no experience.

Damn it!

We used to suffer this kind of loss, but now we dare to play this trick with me, and you are a little more tender.

I looked into the cell. Although the wings with the eye pattern had fallen to the ground, the whine still remained in the cell. I kept flapping the only pair of water-drop-shaped ailerons on my body and quickly flew over the cell.

This trick of geckos often plays. I didn't expect that it would be no less beautiful when used by a butterfly. The pair of big wings with eyes were too obvious, and it would be better to attract opponents. If it weren't for the habit I developed in the west that would not stop without my experience, I would have let it run away this time.

Damn, I said, how could this guy run into prison? It turned out that there was a big hole in the roof.

I rushed into the cell quickly, and I lost the mystery curse at the tragedy that was about to escape. The girl suddenly flew around the cave like a headless fly, hitting the dust on the beams and spider webs flying everywhere.

You can't run away this time.

I smiled coldly, and the fire spirit talisman and soul-summoning technique hit the wailing sound at the same time. The wave CSS, which had tortured me for half a day, finally fell to the ground obediently.

I was searching for something good for me, but suddenly I saw a figure swaying back and forth beside me.

Is there any weirdness?

I looked up and saw that the old man who was originally huddled beside him had also crawled into the cell at some point, and squatted beside the cry of mourning, doing the same thing as me, and muttered, "What a pity. A cry of mourning died like this."

If it doesn't die, I will die. Could it be that I will give it my blood to suck...**! NPC is still robbing the West?

But before the cursing words reached the mouth, the old guy took out a blue thing from under his mourning body, and held it in his hand and nodded.

Damn, I dare to steal my equipment. Let’s take action first, and then settle the score with you, the old guy!

I quickly searched around and picked up an unidentified whip and more than a dozen pieces of sarcastic scale powder. I looked back at the old man, holding the blue thing in his hand, touching it with a smile on his face, and nodding without stopping his head with his eyes closed.

"This Taoist priest, you are lucky." He suddenly reached out and handed the blue thing to me and said to me.

"What?" I was stunned. I took the blue thing and saw that it turned out to be a cloak. The transparent blue cloak was shaped like tears, the shape of the pair of side wings. The thin silver lines outlined many small patterns. It was flashing with blue light, which looked very beautiful.

Tears of Sorrow (15th-level magic weapon) defends 20-30, and has a certain chance to give the opponent 30 poison damage when he is injured, and continue to stack 80 poison damage within 20 seconds.

It seems to be really good.

Let’s not talk about the attributes for now. With this wood-type equipment, the attributes of my two fire-type equipment can be activated.

The old man smiled and said, "You seem to have picked up a long whip. If you can trust me, I can take a look for you."

Is this old man an appraiser?

I looked him up and down. I saw that he kept his eyes closed, his hair and beard were messy, covered with blood clots on the ground, and his clothes were also torn, but his hands were well protected. His fingers were thin and long, and his nails were trimmed very clean and neatly. From the skin, they looked white and delicate, just like a pair of women's hands.

Just with these hands, I should also be an expert in appraisal.

I took the long whip out of my backpack with doubts and handed it to the old man. He took the long whip and touched it carefully as before, then stopped his fingers at several dents and groped carefully.

Gradually, I found that the long whip had changed shape in his hand, and the originally black color gradually began to glow blue light.

"You guy is really lucky. Everything is good, it's a pity that you can't use it." The old man said, handing me back the long whip in his hand.

This old man is indeed an appraiser. After taking the long whip, I became more convinced of my thoughts.

The long whip that had not been identified had turned into a sarcastic chain at this time. A pair of sarcastic butterflies were carved at the handle. The whip was slender and covered with barbs. A little below the whip was even a blood-sucking poison hook, exactly the same as the one on the sarcastic mouth.

The attributes of this long whip are obviously somewhat similar to that of the cloak, but they are not rebounding poison damage, but directly toxic attacks.

The Whispering Chain (15th-level magic weapon top-grade wood) attacks 40-60, which can cause 60 poison damage to three enemies within seven yards. There is a certain chance that the opponent will be poisoned and accumulate 80 poison damage within twenty seconds.

Good stuff, but I, a Taoist priest, can only sell it for money.

After sighing, I threw the chain of mourning into my backpack. Looking at the old man, he had already walked to the door alone.

Looking for death, there are so many bandits outside.

I heard a tingling sound, and a message from the system appeared in front of me: "Hundred Ghost Yasha players, you triggered the task of escorting Yuan Jiang, and you must send him safely out of the Black Wind Village. If Yuan Jiang dies or leaves your sight, the task will fail."

"Old guy, don't run too fast!" Seeing that the old man had walked out of the cell, I hurriedly chased after him.

Damn it, it's not even possible to leave your sight, this task is really perverted.

Fortunately, the old guy didn't walk far away, but stopped at a corner and said to me softly: "There are at least two people within ten steps in the front."

After saying that, he leaned against the wall and stood still.

What does this mean?

I leaned my head and looked at the corner. Sure enough, there were two bandits standing less than five meters away, exactly the same as the old man said.

His meaning is very obvious. Of course, he asked me to remove the two bandits so that we can continue to move forward.

He quickly killed two bandits, and I turned around and saw that the old guy had followed him. He smiled slightly on his face and walked in front of me again.

I was surprised to find that the old man named Yuan Jiang had never opened his eyes from beginning to end. Could it be that he was blind? But no blind man walked like this. He didn't even have to support the wall, and he never saw him kicking to the threshold and the steps. He walked more smoothly than me, a discerning person.

And with him along the way, it made me much easier to fight monsters. Even the bandits I didn't see behind the wall could be discovered in advance, and reminded me to prepare several times in advance.

After breaking through the siege, the old guy walked in front and chose the route with the least monsters. Every time a bandit appeared, the old guy would always hide in the corner, and there was an umbrella to attract the monsters. As long as I didn't die, he wouldn't be injured at all.

I thought the task was so simple that it was so difficult that I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Okay. This Taoist priest." After walking out of Heifeng Village, Old Man Yuan chuckled and said, "We have safely walked out of the thief's nest. I don't need you to send you the road below. You can come to my house to find me after you return to Chengdu. I'm sure you should thank you very much."

After saying that, the old man disappeared. The system also prompted me to complete the task and gained a lot of experience.

Could it be that Yuan Jiang is...

Looking at the old man's disappearing back, I touched the thing that had been in my backpack for a long time. I threw out a Chengdu return talisman and rushed to Ningyu's home in an instant.

The speed of this NPC is really fast. I just came back and the old man had already arrived home. He changed into clean clothes and his hair and beard were neatly combed, and there was no wound on his face.

"Thank you for saving my father's life. This gift is not respectful. I hope the Taoist priest will accept it." Ning Yu, wearing a long green and thin flower dress, blushed and respectfully put something in front of me with both hands. I picked it up and saw it. It was a sachet with a white background and blue edges, with white hanging ears falling under it, and a pair of butterflies were embroidered on the brocade.

This girl’s hands are really coincidental, with fine workmanship and beautiful styles. She just fits my clothes, but I don’t like this butterfly very much.

There are no badges in the Eastern continent, so this sachet has become its substitute. In order to add two points of agility to us, even if we don’t like it, we have to accept it happily.

I put the sachet in front of my nose and smelled it. Well, it was quite fragrant. I nodded to Ningyu and tied the sachet to my waist.

Even if the task only has one reward for the Double Butterfly Salon, we should be satisfied. But I remember clearly that the old man Yuan Jiang said in front of the Heifeng Village that he would like to thank me again. This is probably not a small sachet that can be dispensed with.

We are not greedy either, so we just give us the treasure that one-eyed bandit said, "The sky eye is enough to give us the treasure."

Just as she was thinking about how to speak, Ning Yu, who was standing beside her, turned around and said to her, "Dad, I never thought that the senior brother would be a bad person. But there was one thing that my daughter was very curious. Those evil people kept saying that they wanted to find Tianyan. What exactly is Tianyan?"

Good question, good question. I also want to know what kind of fun is Tianyan.

Old Man Yuan touched his beard, seemed to deliberately turn his face to the direction I was standing, and said with a smile: "I can give you two answers. First, the legendary eye of the earth and the sky is the eye of the heaven. It can see through everything, distinguish the truth and falsehood of all things, as well as its past and future."

"What about the second one?" I asked loudly in front of Ningyu.

"You seem to be very curious about the Sky Eye?" Old Man Yuan shook his head with a smile and said, "Second, there is no Sky Eye in the world."

"No?" Ningyu and I were stunned at the same time.

Since there isn't, those bandits are looking for something.

I thought about it, and a thought gradually formed in my heart. I asked, "Mr. Yuan, according to your first statement, the sky eye should be able to see through everything and know the past and future of things, right?"

"No," Old Man Yuan nodded, and then said, "But I have also said that there is no such thing in the world."

"You are wrong." I smiled and said, "Not only are there things like the Sky Eye in this world, but this kind of thing is on you now."

"Oh? You said the sky eye is indeed on me?" Old Man Yuan was stunned suddenly, but immediately smiled: "If Zhaxi was really on me, then I would have searched the evil people in Heifeng Village long ago."

I shook my head and said with a smile: "They can't search for that thing. Even if they really take the thing away from you, the baby will be worthless."

"Oh?" Dad Yuan raised his eyebrows and gently touched his beard and said, "You are talking about it, why are you so sure that things must be on me, and if you leave me, you will never have any value again."

I turned around, looked at Dad Yuan's closed eyes, then at his slender and smooth hands, and said with a smile: "Use your hands instead of your eyes and see the world without any loss. This sentence is what you said before? According to this statement, the so-called heavenly eyes are actually your hands. With these hands, you can not only see the value of all things, but also know their past and infer its future. I'm right? If you cut off your hands, what value will it have?"

When Dad Yuan heard this, he was shocked and took a breath and asked, "Have you seen him?"

"He?" I thought for a while and asked, "Are you referring to the blind old man who picks beads in the fishing village?"

"It's him." Dad Yuan smiled at the sky and nodded and said, "I didn't expect that a coincidence that many years ago finally made him understand something. My efforts were not wasted. This Taoist priest, since you know this, you must have learned my identity from the pearl picker."

I nodded, suddenly remembered that the old man was blind, and quickly replied: "Yes."

Everything was not as expected. This old man Yuan Jiang was the appraisal master mentioned to me by Mr. Caizhu.

I had already vaguely guessed his identity since he identified two pieces of equipment for me, and his eyes were also blind. According to the description of the old man Caizhu, I became even more convinced that he was the appraisal master I have been looking for.

Use your hands instead of your eyes to see the world. All the abilities that Master Yuan showed in front of me fully illustrate this point.

I have reason to believe that the hands instead of eyes here are not just hands, it also includes smell, hearing, and the sense of touch of the surroundings of the body's skin.

If this is not the case, how could he know my identity as soon as I enter the prison door? If this is not the case, how could he walk on a bumpy road as if he is walking on a flat ground and flying: If this is not the case, how could he see the bandits hiding behind the corner of the wall?

Although this old man Yuan was blind, his eyes were brighter than a discerning person.
Chapter completed!