Hearing the young coachman's question, the old coachman named Feng Te glanced at the young coachman. He didn't answer the young coachman's question right away. Instead, he took out a crumpled homemade cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth. He then took out a box of matches from his pocket and lit the cigarette. He took a puff with satisfaction, then slowly said to the young coachman, "Little Dias, listen to my advice.
"Little Dias, listen to my advice. Don't be too curious. You and I don't have the talent to become Magi. We're just ordinary people. Knowing too much isn't a good thing for people like us!"
Although the old coachman named Feng Te spoke slowly and casually, his tone was very serious.
Feng Te's words were sincere, but the young coachman, Little Dias, obviously didn't listen to him at all. Little Dias moved closer to Feng Te and said in a low voice, "Uncle Feng Te, you know that my nose is as sensitive as Big Yellow's. I can smell blood from this bronze box, and I can tell that it's not cow's blood or pig's blood. It seems to be human blood …"
Little Dias' voice trembled a little when he mentioned the young coachman. A trace of fear could be seen in his eyes.
Little Dias' story shocked the old coachman, Feng Te, who was smoking. The homemade cigarette in his hand almost fell to the ground.
Little Dias panicked when he saw Old Feng Te's reaction. He said in a panic, "Uncle Feng Te, what should we do? My mother said that if we run into any trouble in the convoy, we should look for you, Uncle Feng Te! "
Hearing Little Dias mention his mother, a touch of gentleness flashed through Old Feng Te's cloudy eyes. However, he glared at Little Dias in the next second and finished the rest of his cigarette in one breath. He threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped on it.
Old Feng Te glanced around and made sure that no one was paying attention to them. He lowered his voice and whispered in Little Dias' ear, "Dias, did you tell anyone else about this except me?"
Little Dias' head shook like a little rattle drum when he heard Old Feng Te's question. He then said, "Uncle Feng Te, I just found out about this. I came to find you immediately!"
Old Feng let out a sigh of relief after hearing Little Diaz's answer. He then warned Little Diaz, "Diaz, you little bastard, I'm warning you. From now on, don't say anything and just follow me obediently. We'll deliver the things the Great Wizard wants us to. You're your mother's only son, so don't make her worry. Do you understand?"
Although Little Dias still didn't understand Feng Te's meaning, he still nodded under Feng Te's serious and even somewhat fierce gaze, indicating that he understood.
At this moment, a new bronze chest was moved out of the wooden house and placed on the carriage. Little Dias and Old Feng Te stopped talking when they saw that it was ready. They started their work and drove the carriage with the bronze chest out of Kuit Canyon under the direction of the Golovin Tribe's Shaman.
Connor was quietly hiding in the bushes outside the wooden house. He had heard the entire conversation between Little Dias and Old Feng Te. When Little Dias discovered the smell of blood in the bronze chest, Connor was even more certain that the Golovin Tribe had something like that in Castroville's space ring!
That's right! That's right, Connor had returned to the wooden house. Two hours ago, if someone had told Connor that he would return to the wooden house, Connor would've scoffed and called the person an idiot. But now, driven by human greed, he really did return and was ready to meet Mister Živkovychi again.
After quietly observing for a while, Connor began his operation. His black magic robe flickered continuously, and when he reappeared, he was already in a hidden corner of the wooden house.
Connor closed his eyes and concentrated all his mental strength to search for traces of Živkovychi in the wooden house. This matter was very secretive. Even Castroville, the second elder of the Golovin Tribe, only had a few clues in his space ring. If it weren't for Connor's great memory and careful search, he might've missed it.
Since Castroville didn't know much, the only way to find something was to find Živkovychi. The other Golovin Tribe members probably didn't know as much about this matter as Castroville!
After searching the wooden house with his mental strength, Connor opened his eyes, full of suspicion. Connor was sure that as long as Živkovychi wasn't an idiot, he would've stayed in the wooden house to protect the Golovin Tribe and prevent any accidents from happening.
However, Connor's search in the wooden house was fruitless. He couldn't even find a single strand of hair on Živkovychi.
After thinking for a while, Connor looked at the ground and couldn't help but wonder if Živkovychi was hiding underground again.
With that thought, Connor took out the silver pendant from his space ring and began to search the underground with the help of the pendant's mental strength. Just as Connor's mental strength reached a depth of ten meters and was about to continue searching, Connor's mental strength suddenly discovered that Živkovychi had appeared outside the wooden house.
Because Connor was a mental strength wizard, his mental strength control and range were far greater than Živkovychi's. Therefore, Connor was able to discover Živkovychi, but Živkovychi didn't notice Connor. He was still flying towards the wooden house with his head lowered.
Sensing this, Connor immediately retracted his mental strength and carefully monitored Živkovychi. However, at this moment, Connor discovered something unbelievable. Not far behind Živkovychi, a black shadow was watching Živkovychi's back as he left. Just as Connor was about to take a closer look to see who this black shadow was, the black shadow turned around and flew away, disappearing without a trace.
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