Chapter: 132
The home of the shepherd Pierre Berry!
A dozen members of Bailey's family were crowded in a dilapidated two-story house. Lumian looked at the open door familiarly, carefully walked around from the side, and came to the rear with a wooden fence. Next to the fenced open space.
In the area near the eaves of the clearing, there were piles of hay and firewood, and three white sheep, brown with filth, were wandering there.
Lumian was thinking of Aurora saying that the sheep brought back by Pierre Berry were a little strange, but he didn't know where the strangeness was, so he came here to check the flock while the shepherd was going to church to pray.
Although he has never herded sheep, but in a village close to the plateau pastures like Kordu, he has had contact with not one hundred sheep, but seventy or eighty, and he is absolutely no stranger to them.
After observing carefully for a while, Lumian didn't find any difference between the three sheep in front of him and their kind, so he muttered silently:
"I can't see it with the naked eye, so I have to use extraordinary abilities?"
But "Hunter" does not have extraordinary abilities in this regard.
Lumian had already used his greatly improved eyesight, sense of smell, and grasp of various traces just now, but he still didn't find any problems.
The only thing that seemed odd to him was that the shit from the three sheep was piled up in the corner instead of everywhere.
Of course, there is a high probability that the Berry family cleaned regularly in order to use feces more effectively.
After watching for dozens of seconds, Lumian muttered in a low voice:
"Looking and smelling it doesn't seem to work...you have to do it directly?"
Without hesitation at all, he put his hands on the fence and climbed in, as if returning to his own home skillfully.
The three sheep turned their heads at the same time and looked at Lumian, who immediately smiled:
"Come on, let me check your health."
He was not worried about being discovered by his master at all, because he had done similar things not once or twice. Every family in the village knew that this guy was good at playing pranks in various ways, and using sheep as props was a normal behavior.
In Lumian's own words:
When the reputation has been ruined, it naturally has the benefits of a ruined reputation.
With the title of "Prank King", he would not be too suspicious of anything he did in Kordu Village. Even if he was caught on the spot by those who clearly had abnormalities, the other party could not directly confirm that there was something wrong with him.
Of course, under such circumstances, the curate priest Guillaume and the shepherd Pierre might try to silence him with the idea of "rather killing the wrong than letting him go". So, be careful when you should be careful.
"BAA Baa baa!"
Seemingly aware of Lumian's malicious intentions, the three sheep hid behind the haystack one after another, their calls not loud.
But how can they hide from a "hunter"?
Lumian grabbed a sheep, patted its side, and checked its teeth forcibly.
"It's okay..." He whispered.
Seeing the sheep looking at him, he added with a malicious smile:
"The body is very healthy, and it should be very good to make lamb stew with peas."
He deliberately said this to test the IQ of the three sheep.
When there is no problem with the target's body, he can only start from this aspect.