In the complete silence, only the sound of wind blowing through the gaps between branches and leaves could be heard, making a whimpering sound like ghosts and wolves howling.

Suddenly, an extremely strange laugh came from behind the stone that stood like a ferocious beast, like a sharp ice blade in the cold night, piercing straight into people’s hearts.

And this voice came from the voice of the old man who had just slowly appeared.

From his exposed withered arms, it could be seen that his skin was wrinkled like the bark of an old tree that had gone through hundreds of years of vicissitudes.

He grinned, revealing a row of incomplete, yellow and black teeth.

The laughter coming out of his mouth sounded like the creaking of an old bellows, or the friction of a rusty iron door slowly opening, which was creepy.

The laughter gradually died down, and the old man waved his hands in front of him. A layer of faint green light shone around him, just like the flickering will-o’-the-wisp fire in a cemetery on a summer night.

In the blink of an eye, the light dissipated, and he had transformed into a doctor.

He was wearing an old white robe with intricate herbal patterns embroidered on it. In the dim light, he appeared hazy and exuded a mysterious aura.

He wore an octagonal hat, and the shadow from the brim of the hat made his face look even gloomier.

Then, he hunched his back slightly and walked towards a winding path with small and strange steps.

The wild grass on both sides of the path swayed gently in the wind like silent guards.

It seemed to be making way for him, but also seemed to be silently telling an ominous story.

Chu Hao had been trudging along this long road for two hours.

He walked straight ahead with heavy steps on the path covered with dead branches and leaves.

Just when he was almost exhausted, a house finally appeared in front of him.

It was an extremely simple thatched hut, standing alone in this desolate land, like a candle in the wind that could go out at any time.

The thatched roof has become yellow and brittle under the erosion of time. Many places have collapsed, revealing black holes, just like hungry mouths that want to devour everything in the world.

The walls of the house are simply made of mud and stones, and are mottled, like an old man in his twilight years, covered with scars of time.

What’s even more terrifying is that the house is densely covered with all kinds of disgusting insects.

If it were any normal person, they would probably burst into curse at this moment.

After walking for so long and with so much effort, I didn’t expect to end up in such a shabby place!

But, he is Chu Yang.

When acting, of course you have to do the whole set.

Although at this moment, the series of sweat beads dripping down were not just for show.

Chu Hao glanced around calmly. The sturdy centipede, with its body segments like tightly connected black abacus beads, was crawling quickly on the ground. Its countless thin legs were like countless quickly dancing small brushes, leaving tiny traces on the ground.

On both sides of their heads, the tentacles kept waving, as if exploring everything around them, and dark red tongues came out of their mouths from time to time, emitting a disgusting fishy smell.

The spiders nearby were not to be outdone. They wove huge and complex webs under the eaves and in the corners of the thatched hut.

The spider silks flashed cold silver light in the moonlight, like invisible traps.

The spiders lay quietly in the middle of the web, their eight eyes flickering with faint light, like cold stars in the night sky.

Their bodies are round and look like furry black beans.

Or, they may be long, slender and flat, like sharp blades ready to strike at any time.

As long as there is a slight breeze, the spider web will sway gently, and the spiders will also become restless, as if they will pounce on their prey in the next second.

There are also groups of cockroaches running rampant in the shadows of the corners.

Their shells are shiny and glossy, reflecting a sickly luster in the dim light.

The tentacles are slender and flexible, constantly waving, as if looking for traces of food.

Once disturbed, they will flee in all directions at an extremely fast speed, leaving only a faint sound, as if mocking the courage of those who dare to approach.

These insects were like the devil’s minions, surrounding the thatched hut layer by layer, making the already gloomy atmosphere even more terrifying, as if this was the entrance to purgatory on earth.

Faced with these strange scenes, Chu Hao just breathed a little heavier, but there was no panic on his face.

The person in the dark seemed a little impatient…

Suddenly, a poisonous scorpion, like an avenger driven by hatred in the dark night, jumped out from the heavy cover of the insect swarm like lightning, aiming directly at Chu Hao.

In the dim light, its body looks like a piece of carefully carved obsidian that exudes a cold aura.

The hard shell is like an ancient armor that has gone through countless battles, and every texture seems to be telling the bloody battles of the past.

Its pincer-like chelicerae were raised high and waved wildly in the air, like two ancient sharp blades with a cold glow that could cut through iron like mud.

As the pair of chelicerae opened and closed, they made creepy clicking sounds, as if declaring their absolute dominance to the world.

The scorpion’s tail was like a poisonous stinger infused with evil power, raised high, as if it was determined to confront Chu Hao head-on.

The stinger at the tip of the scorpion’s tail flickered with a faint green light, which was like a will-o’-the-wisp from the abyss of hell, emitting deadly temptation and a terrifying aura, as if one would be instantly swallowed up by the endless darkness if touched lightly.

At this moment, Chu Hao was deeply surrounded by a swarm of insects, as if he was in an invisible but indestructible insect prison.

What was even more terrifying was that the insects around him seemed to have their own thoughts and made noises, as if they were working together to disrupt his mind and plunge him into endless fear and despair.

Every time Chu Hao tried to move, countless insects would immediately change their positions.

But if I don’t move, this guy in front of me won’t let me go and will even keep pressing on!
Now, have we really been trapped in an unavoidable desperate situation?

At this critical moment, at the risk of life and death, the poisonous scorpion rushed to Chu Hao like an arrow.

The scorpion’s tail stabbed down at an almost uncatchable speed and stung Chu Hao’s ankle fiercely.

There was no time to waste. Chu Hao only felt a piercing pain, like a steel knife burning with flames, which instantly penetrated his skin and reached deep into his bone marrow.

His body trembled uncontrollably, and a trace of pain and astonishment flashed across his originally determined eyes.

The blood on his face was swept away by a gust of wind, and in an instant he turned as pale as paper. The skin at the wound where he was stung quickly became red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if an evil force was growing and expanding wildly under his skin.

The blood vessels around the wound were like angry earthworms, bulging high and appearing a strange blue-black color.

The venom spread rapidly along the blood vessels like countless tiny black poisonous snakes. Wherever it reached, the muscles seemed to be torn by countless invisible hands, causing waves of spasmodic pain.

Chu Hao subconsciously clenched his hands into fists, his nails dug deep into his palms, leaving streaks of blood.

Trying to distract from the pain?
But even so, he still found the excruciating pain in his ankle, which felt like thousands of ants gnawing at his bones, unbearable.

However, what was unexpected was that at this moment of extreme pain and anger, Chu Hao’s eyes did not reveal the slightest ferocity or viciousness of revenge.

He endured the waves of severe pain that came like the tide and slowly squatted down. His movements were slow and difficult, as if every movement would exhaust all his strength.

He looked at the poisonous scorpion calmly. There was no hatred or anger in his eyes, only a gentleness and compassion that was beyond ordinary people’s understanding, as if he was staring at a lost child.

He slightly opened his cracked lips and whispered in a voice that was trembling slightly due to pain but revealed an unquestionable firmness: “All things have spirits, let’s go.”

Although the voice was faint, it seemed to carry a power that penetrated the soul.

It is just like the fear of hurting the lives of ants when sweeping the floor, and the fear of moths when covering the lamp with gauze.

In this cruel and desperate predicament, Chu Hao still maintained his respect and awe for all life in the world, even though this life had just dealt him a heavy blow that was enough to be fatal.

His compassion and kindness shine particularly brightly in this malicious and dangerous environment, like a light that never goes out in the darkness, illuminating the brightest side of human nature.

In this gloomy place surrounded by insects, suddenly such a bright light shines in, it’s really… really uncomfortable!

Suddenly, the door of the thatched hut creaked and slowly opened.

The sound was like the groaning of an old coffin being opened, breaking the suffocating silence around.

An eyeless doctor walked out.

He was wearing a white robe, and the white color was particularly eye-catching in this gloomy environment.

At first glance, it seems to have a holy glow, like an angel who has come to the world to save everyone.

However, when my eyes moved up and met his face, a chill instantly rushed from the soles of my feet to the top of my head.

There were empty spaces in his eye sockets, without eyeballs, only deep depressions, like two endless black holes that would suck in the human soul.

The skin was a sickly pale color, completely bloodless, and tightly attached to the cheekbones and jaw, outlining rugged contours and exuding an indescribable weirdness.

When Chu Hao saw this scene, his heart suddenly sank.

The severe pain from the scorpion sting on the ankle was like a raging fire, burning more and more intensely.

But he tried to calm himself down.

But the pain in my body made sweat drip down my cheeks onto the dusty ground.

The piercing pain from his ankle made Chu Hao’s legs tremble slightly, but he still stood firmly.

Chu Hao raised his head and glanced at the Blind Medical Officer. Without saying much, he bowed deeply to the Blind Medical Officer with an extremely respectful attitude. Although his movements were a little stiff due to the pain, he was still polite.

“Zhengzhong Middle School student Chu Hao and his classmate Zhuge Heping are here to meet the Eyeless Healer of Qilin Mountain!”

The eyeless healer’s eyes fell on Chu Hao as if they were real. His voice was hoarse and low, as if it came from the distant underworld: “Boy, seeing me like this, why are you not afraid at all?”

The voice echoed in the air, with a strange ending, as if it wanted to probe into the depths of Chu Hao’s soul.

Chu Hao slowly stood up, looking at the eyeless doctor with a determined gaze. He endured the severe pain from his wound and spoke clearly, “Although your appearance is different from that of an ordinary person, everyone in the world knows that you are an eyeless doctor who saves people from suffering and practices medicine. People with great kindness are worthy of respect. Why should I be afraid of you?”

“What’s more, I have encountered a difficult problem today, and I have come here to ask for your help.”

Chu Hao’s voice, in this space filled with the chirping of insects, revealed a moving earnestness and persistence.

When the eyeless doctor heard what Chu Hao said, he snorted coldly from his eye sockets without eyeballs, just like the cry of a crow in a cold night, with a hint of coldness and disdain.

“Humph, I’ve seen you say that a lot. You keep saying you respect me, but it’s just an excuse when you need a favor.”

His voice was low and hoarse, as if it came from the bottom of an ancient well that had been sealed in dust for many years. Every word was filled with the vicissitudes of time and his disgust for the world.

“Why should I help you? There are so many people suffering in this world, how can I save them all?”

The eyeless doctor raised his head slightly, his pale and bony face had an expression as cold as frost, and his tone was full of alienation that kept people at a distance.

In his eyes, Chu Hao was just another mortal who tried to get help from him and broke into his isolated territory with utilitarian purposes.

After hearing this, Chu Hao was extremely anxious, but he remained calm.

He knew very well that he could not panic at this moment, and the only way he could do was to impress the mysterious doctor in front of him with his sincerity.

“Master Physician, please go and take a look at my brother Zhuge Heping. His condition is extremely critical. Perhaps after seeing him, you will make a different decision.”

Chu Hao’s voice was sincere and anxious, his eyes full of worry and expectation for his companions.

The eyeless doctor frowned slightly, seeming a little impatient with Chu Hao’s persistence, but still slowly walked towards the unconscious Zhuge Heping.

His footsteps were light, yet eerily quiet, as if he was walking in the void, without a single sound.

When he approached Zhuge Heping and leaned over to take a closer look, a hint of surprise quietly revealed on his originally calm face.

His brows furrowed even deeper in an instant, and his skinny hand gently rested on Zhuge Heping’s pulse. After a long time, he slowly straightened up.

Although the eyeless doctor quickly returned to his cold and stern look, still looking at Chu Hao with a sour face, he unexpectedly said, “Forget it, I can save this kid’s life.”

When Chu Hao heard this, he was suddenly filled with ecstasy. He was about to thank the Blind Doctor but was interrupted by him.

“However, there is no free treatment in the world. I believe you also understand this.” The eyeless doctor said coldly.

“I want you to get the Thousand Gold Feather. If you get it, I will save him. Otherwise, don’t mention it again.” His voice was firm, leaving no room for negotiation.

Thousand Gold Feather is an extremely rare item and very difficult to obtain.

But at this moment, for the sake of Zhuge Heping’s life, Chu Hao did not hesitate at all, nodded heavily, and said with a firm look: “Don’t worry, Master Doctor, Chu Hao will do his best to get Qian Jinyu back!” (End of this chapter)