Lan Ke Qi Yuan - Edited MTL

Chapter 7: Semi-blind

Please! Don't go, don't go ah!!!

Ji Yuan was so anxious behind the statue. If something happened to these merchants, it would be his turn in the end!

He wanted nothing more than to scream. He could only listen to the sound of footsteps getting further and further away until it disappeared in his ears.

Under this intense inner struggle, Ji Yuan's eyelids violently trembled, the corners of his mouth kept shaking, and his right pinky slightly twitched.

Ji Yuan felt this sudden change, which lifted his spirit up from his bad moods.

He felt the body carefully, and found that under the fierce struggle of consciousness, his paralysis had been relieved a little, and he could barely curl his fingertip, although this was not much, but it was a huge improvement.

Ji Yuan was wild with joy. The fate of those four had an undeniable end. If he could move and unite with the rest of the merchants, he might have a way to survive.

At the entrance of the temple, Zhang Shilin lit only two torches and handed them to Wang Dong and them. The cold wind at night made the flames sway side to side.

"Be careful, and take good care of Sir Lu."

"No problem, Brother Shilin!"

"Old Jin, you better watch over them!"

"Don't worry Shilin! I will!"

Jin Shunfu took the torch, and together with a few others, they assured Zhang Shilin that after all, even though they're merchants, they were also somewhat knowledgeable about the mountain conditions. They wouldn't be afraid of what road they're on.

Zhang Shilin wanted to give the second torch to Scholar Lu. After all, the other party was leading the way, but Scholar Lu rejected it.

"No, no, I'm a little afraid that the torch will burn my long gown, just let Little Brother Dong hold it!"

"Yes, yes, give it to me, hehehe"

Wang Dong smiled and grabbed the torch.

"You kid!"

Zhang Shilin laughed and scolded him. He put the remaining unlit torches on the basket that Liu Quan was carrying, and again instructed them to pay attention to the road under their feet, and then the group set off to dig the Monarch ginseng.

Inside the mountain temple, Ji Yuan's face was twitching, his hands and feet were trembling. Naturally, this was not an onset, but the fierce struggle to gain control of his body.

The remaining eight foot merchants stood at the entrance and watched until the torches vanished. They all went back inside with their faces basking in anticipation and joy.

Even if it is not the Monarch ginseng, but a decade-old ginseng still worth a lot of money. After all, rich people cherish their lives, so they are naturally willing to pay for good medicine.

"Leader Zhang, what is wrong with this beggar?"

Some people sat by the fire when they noticed the strangeness of Ji Yuan and couldn't help exclaiming.

Zhang Shilin hurriedly walked over, and the others also gathered around. They were a little scared when they saw Ji Yuan struggling.

"He's sweating a lot..."

"Is this epilepsy?"

"Bring a wooden stick and pry open his mouth before he bites off his tongue!!"

Zhang Shilin squatted down and held the beggar's trembling body and roared at the others.