Chapter 275 Patriarch Siam
Chapter 275 Patriarch Siam
Everyone listened to Albus's advice and quickly got off the Beetle.
But after taking just two steps, everyone felt dizzy, their legs went weak, and they almost fell to the ground.
Except for the calm and composed Chairman Lion Yao and Albus who mastered a unique breathing method, the rest of the people walked in a mess.
"Hey Albus, your...water breathing is really useful. It's like the ancestor of the air element is possessed. Can you give me some pointers?"
Yiyin decided to ask Albus for help.
"Not Water Breathing."
Albus was not annoyed. "This unique breathing method is not something that can be easily developed overnight. I am powerless to help you."
"However, if you just regulate your breathing, you should be able to do it. As long as you follow your own 'qi' and let your 'qi' live as long as the heaven and earth, you can alleviate this kind of situation."
Albus's words left everyone half-comprehending, but they still obediently adjusted their breathing, and indeed, it was not as uncomfortable as before.
Just then, a patch of moss suddenly reached out and grabbed Albus.
Then, a short, plump old man slowly emerged from the mossy rock. His age was unknown, but the only thing that was certain was that he had attained profound enlightenment. Otherwise, he wouldn't have renounced the world and chosen to live in seclusion in the wilderness.
"This is the real boss..." Yi Yin's eyes were filled with envy. Not everyone could sever their worldly ties so easily. At least he couldn't. He still had some attachment to this world, whether it was monsters or people, he couldn't bear to leave behind.
"Hello, Grandpa Heisui."
Albus respectfully introduced them to everyone, "Grandpa Heisui is the gatekeeper of the Wind-Controlling Clan and has always protected them. He is well versed in the ways of nature and has already renounced his physical body, merging with the heavens and the earth, becoming an immortal being."
"That's wrong. As the saying goes, 'Even the tortoise may live long, yet it must die.' The only thing that is immortal is destruction itself. Well, children, I'm here to offer you assistance."
As he spoke, Heisui took out a few Shennao pills.
Shen Nao Wan can stimulate the human brain energy and enable people to adapt quickly to oxygen-deficient environments.
Chairman Shizi Yao picked up the Shennao Pill and swallowed it in one gulp, then thanked Heisui.
"Thank you, Mr. Heisui."
Seeing that Chairman Lion Yao had done as he was told, everyone followed suit and started swallowing.
But Yi Yin had an instinctive resistance to this kind of pill. So he asked, "Grandpa Heisui, what...what is this? Why does it look like rainbow grass and kiwi fruit..."
"Hehehe...it's just oxygen-rich grass. It's a common plant on Huishou Hill."
"But shouldn't the oxygen-rich grass be as tall as Midori? Why is it so tall?"
Albus glanced at the sky-high oxygen-rich grass and pondered.
"Well, at first, the oxygen-rich grass looked just like grass. But about eight years ago, it started growing rapidly, and now it's at least 2,700 meters tall. The tribesmen were initially alarmed, but when they realized the drug's effects hadn't worn off, they stopped taking it seriously."
"Is that so..." Jiaozi believed it.
At this moment, Albus suddenly lifted his sleeve and saw a large red rash on her left arm.
"It's green rash!"
Yi Yin screamed out reflexively, "The green rash is back again!"
"..."
Everyone was speechless.
"Hehehe, just a joke."
Yiyin smiled and scratched his head, "I think this is probably just because Albus is allergic."
"Yes, it's an allergy. It happens to our people too, and it only takes a moment to go away on its own."
Heisui checked Albus's condition and after confirming that he was fine, he took them into the village.
.
"If you pass this way, you will reach our village. I still have to look after the gate, so I'm sorry I can't see you off."
Heisui brought them to the village entrance and began to say goodbye.
After walking for a while, Bubulu and his companions arrived at the village.
The village is quaint and seems like a paradise on earth that is undisturbed by everyone.
Most of the Windriders in the village wore various iron masks and homemade black robes, looking relaxed and at ease. It seemed perfectly normal for Albus to blend in with them.
What is a little surprising is that every household in the village has a big white flower pinned on the lintel, which looks solemn and dignified.
"Is this...Misha flower?" Bubulu looked around curiously.
"No, these are the flowers that often appear at funerals. They appear everywhere in front of every house. There is only one possibility, that is, a big shot in the village has passed away. It is very likely..."
Before Albus could finish his words, a man in a purple fur robe, with animal horns on his head and feather decorations, walked quickly towards them. Or rather, towards Albus.
"Albus, you're back?" The voice sounded very harsh, as if scolding someone who shouldn't have come.
"Such a person must be very kind-hearted." Yi Yin thought to himself.
"Hello, aunt." Albus greeted the person indifferently.
"Chairman Lion Yao, I am Siam, the new leader of the Wind Control Clan. I have been busy with the funeral of the leader's mother-in-law, so I have neglected you all. I hope you will forgive me."
Siam changed the subject abruptly, his gaze not staying on Albus for even a second.
"The clan leader's mother-in-law..."
Chairman Lion Yao looked sad and angry, and it seemed that he had a close relationship with the clan leader, the mother-in-law.
"How could this happen... Oh, I'm late! Official business has to be put on hold. Chief Siamese, please take me to the mourning hall of the chief's mother-in-law to pay my respects."
Siam nodded slightly in agreement, and then she led everyone towards the mourning hall for the clan leader and her mother-in-law.
.
Along the way, Bubulu and the others exchanged glances. When they first saw Siam, they all thought she was the one who assassinated Chairman Lion Yao. If she was Albus's aunt, then it would make sense - they looked so much alike.
Albus seemed to see the confusion in everyone's hearts, so he quietly lowered his voice and explained:
"I know what you are thinking. But she was not the one who assassinated the Chairman. Her cultivation level is far inferior to that of my mother-in-law."
After a moment of silence, Albus continued, "With her strength, it's impossible for her to repel three waves of assassins so easily."
"Anyway, it's great that your aunt has been cleared of suspicion."
Bubulu smiled and looked at Siam not far away.
"..."
Albus shook his head slightly, and the iron mask seemed to cover up a layer of unspeakable sadness.
"Although Aunt Siam is my aunt, I would rather she wasn't my relative. If that were the case, maybe my late mother wouldn't have died!"
novelaction