Only after the Curse Cult member called Blind Man drew closer did Shi Manman realize that his eyes could move. They just seemed incapable of blinking.
But soon, Shi Manman could no longer spare those eyes any attention, because Blind Man was walking toward her!
Thud!
Blind Man set the case he had been carrying on his back down in front of Shi Manman.
Crouching down, Blind Man opened the case.
It was night, and there was no light at all, yet Shi Manman felt as though something inside the case had dazzled her eyes.
When Blind Man took out one long needle after another, each a different shape, Shi Manman finally understood what he had come to do.
"Little girl, where would you like your tattoo?"
Blind Man looked Shi Manman over with his unblinking eyes, raising goosebumps all over her skin.
"How about you tattoo them first?"
Shi Manman ventured.
She had expected Blind Man to ignore her, but to her surprise, he moved his case straight over to the young man in the middle.
Blind Man asked the young man the same question. Still trembling, the young man stammered out something much like what Shi Manman had said.
Then Blind Man walked away...
Only then did Shi Manman realize that Blind Man had not been singling her out. He really did listen to suggestions!
When it was the last man's turn, he said the same thing.
This time, however, Blind Man did not move.
"You're the last one. There's no one after you."
As he spoke, Blind Man reached out and pricked the man's arm with a needle. A bead of crimson seeped out, and the man bound to the post seemed to become paralyzed, unable to move at all.
Blind Man rolled up the man's sleeve,