Chapter 9: Rabbits are so cute, why do we have to eat them like fire...
The Huangshi settlement looked like an ordinary village. The villagers coming and going were working in the fields with hoes on their shoulders. They were not surprised to see the unfamiliar face of Chu Xiuyan. They came forward to greet him enthusiastically and stuffed snacks in their hands into his arms.
"Oh, what a handsome guy. Who is he from?"
"It's the village chief's house."
Chu Xiuyan held the boy who was struggling madly to escape in his hand, with a bright smile on his face, greeting the people in the village along the way.
When I reached the end of the village, I happened to see an old lady with a kind smile coming out carrying a wooden bucket, so I quickly stepped forward and asked, "Grandma, where are you going?"
"Go get some water from the well."
The old lady pinched Chu Xiuyan's cheek. She was wearing tattered clothes full of patches. Although they looked gray, they were actually very clean.
Chu Xiuyan held the boy's collar with one hand, took the barrel with the other, and chatted with the old lady enthusiastically, "Grandma, how are you feeling lately?"
"I'm fine. I can eat, drink and sleep. I just have a headache."
"Hey? Why do you have a headache? Are you feeling unwell?"
"It's that old man in my family. He's so old, but he found someone to build a house next door and moved in!"
"Separate rooms? How could this happen..."
The boy opened his dead eyes and watched expressionlessly the old man and the young man in front of him chatting animatedly, thinking in his mind how he could take the opportunity to slip away.
Unfortunately, Chu Xiuyan did not give him a chance. Even when he was frantically drawing water and almost fell into the well, he did not forget to hand the boy over to the old lady for care.
After sending the old lady home, Chu Xiuyan continued to walk around the village holding a basket of fruits and eggs given by his grandmother.
The boy held a bright red apple in his hand and asked expressionlessly: "I say, what's the point of doing this? Don't be fooled by their enthusiasm on the surface, they might turn around and talk about you behind your back."
Chu Xiuyan held the fruit in his mouth and said vaguely: "Meaning? What meaning is needed to do what you want. If you must give an answer, it should be these fruit snacks in my arms?"
The boy was speechless, and after thinking for a long time, he actually felt that this statement made damn sense, so he muttered under his breath: "Weird bastard liar."
Chu Xiuyan didn't care that the boy scolded him again and asked, "Come to think of it, I don't even know your name."
"Civet."
"What a cute name!" The boy's eyes sparkled, "Little Fruit Jam~"
"Raccoon! It's a raccoon!"
The boy was so angry that he wanted to kick someone again.
This little bit of strength seemed like just playing around, Chu Xiuyan didn't care at all and continued to eat the apple.
After a while, the civet cat suddenly said, "Why don't you tell me your name?"
"Um?"
"Normally, when two people who don't know each other meet, when one introduces himself, the other should also say his name."
Chu Xiuyan frowned, feeling that something bad was going to happen. He hadn't decided on a name yet.
He looked around, trying to find some inspiration. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of the large white clouds in the sky. An idea suddenly struck him, and he said excitedly, "Cloud candy! Look, the white clouds today are as soft as cotton candy. They must be delicious."
Civet cat: “…”
The child kicked Chu Xiuyan's calf hard with an expressionless face.
When night fell, Chu Xiuyan, who had had enough fun in the village, strolled back to the village chief's house.
As soon as I entered the door, I saw three plates of mysterious black objects on the dining table and was stunned.
"Uncle, the dining table is for food, not kitchen garbage. Is there no trash can at home?"
Zhang Chun sat at the table, picked up a strange black object and stuffed it into his mouth, swallowing it without changing his expression, "Apologize to me for the meal I made, you bastard. And it's edible, not bad."
While speaking, he took a look at Chu Xiuyan's appearance at the moment and was also shocked.
After just half a day of absence, the boy was covered in mud, his clothes were dirty, his hair was messy and mixed with a lot of chicken feathers.
The uncle was silent for a moment, then said, "You fought with a chicken and lost?"
Chu Xiuyan grabbed a handful of hair and said, "There was a chicken outside the village. I thought Xiao Guolijiang and I could catch it, but unexpectedly a big goose broke into the battlefield and joined forces with the chicken. We were unable to defeat them."
He sat cross-legged at the dining table and scooped a mouthful of rice into his mouth. It was undercooked.
Well, not bad, and edible.
For a moment, Zhang Chun didn't know whether to focus on "Who is Xiao Guolijiang" or "Why would the chicken and the goose join forces?" After thinking for a moment, he decided to pretend that he hadn't heard anything and get straight to the point.
"I want to apologize to you for what happened during the day."
Chu Xiuyan poked the rice with his chopsticks and replied casually, "What incident? Was it kicking me off the roof of the car, or tripping me with the dirt pile? If you want to apologize, I will not forgive you if you don't hand over your position as village chief to me."
Looking at the boy who looked careless and lazy, Zhang Chun said calmly: "It's a name."
Chu Xiuyan was stunned, "Huh?"
Zhang Chun took out a palm-sized box and handed it to the boy.
"What is this? If it's a ring, then you gave it to the wrong person, uncle."
"No matter how you think about it, it can't be a ring, you bastard."
Chu Xiuyan opened the box, revealing a blood-red crystal about five centimeters in size, which flashed an extremely dangerous blood light under the light.
Chu Xiuyan's pupils shrank slightly.
Zhang Chun's tone remained calm: "This is an apology. It was cut from the blood crystal mine in the alien settlement. It should be of great use to you."
System: [This human is very perceptive. Take it, host. Your current contamination value is 50%. Although it is decreasing slowly, there will always be a day when it will be cleared. At present, you have no channel to obtain blood crystals.]
Chu Xiuyan blinked and quickly pulled the box into his arms, "Thanks, uncle! If you want to get into a group fight next time, remember to call me, I'll help you beat them all down!"
"Oh, okay." Zhang Chun said, "So, what's your name?"
Chu Xiuyan looked confused: "I've been walking around the village for a day, and everyone already knows my name. Don't you know?"
"It's the most basic courtesy to ask someone's name in person."
"Cloud Flame," the boy said, "Because today's fiery clouds are so beautiful, let's just call it this name."
Zhang Chun: "...You don't remember your name?"
"Yeah, I lost my memory, so I never told you my name. After all, I don't even know it myself."
The young man held his cheek with his hand, his expression did not change at all, as if he did not care about his past and identity at all.
Zhang Chun fell silent, observing the boy's look and expression. He clearly felt that the other party was a little depressed at the moment, so he felt a little uneasy.
Chu Xiuyan was playing with the box containing the blood crystal when suddenly there was a loud noise next to him. He was startled and turned around to find Zhang Chun had hit his head on the table.
"...Uncle, are you trying to eat with your face?"
Chu Xiuyan stood up, tossed the blood crystal box, looked at the back of the uncle's head with drooping eyes, and said calmly: "Don't worry, forgetting the past will not make me feel lost and confused. For me, the people and things I encounter in the future are the important parts that will form my new soul... I am not alone."
Zhang Chun's face was pressed against the table. Upon hearing this, his breathing paused slightly and his emotions began to fluctuate.
Chu Xiuyan thought that the atmosphere was very awkward and he had to run away quickly, so he waved his hand and walked out of the house.
"Uncle, I'm going out to eat. I'll be back later. Also, if you have food poisoning, ask for help immediately. Don't force yourself."
The boy's figure quickly disappeared into the night.
I don't know how long it had been, but heavy and slow footsteps were heard outside the door again, like the rustling sound of shoes dragging on the ground, which seemed particularly lazy.
Soon, a figure sat down next to Zhang Chun, crossed his legs and said, "The boy you brought back today has been wandering around the village for a day. Not only has he won the love of the whole village, he has even tamed the vicious dog at the entrance of the village. What a terrifying influence."
Zhang Chun was still immersed in the previous conversation and nodded casually: "Yeah."
The visitor seemed very dissatisfied with his reaction. He knocked on the table and his tone became serious: "Zhang Chun, the last person who came into the village and wandered around was trying to gather intelligence and scout the area. In the end, he almost killed you. It's only been three months."
At this point, the visitor suddenly sneered, "Or do you really believe his amnesia? With unknown origins and unpredictable strength, our small village has attracted many strange guys."
Zhang Chun raised his head, his eyes hidden behind his hair were calm. "In him, I saw an innocence that does not belong to this era, and a soul that is far more resilient and sober than mine."
The visitor glanced at him speechlessly. His eye color was different from that of ordinary people. It was a very cold blue-green. When he had no expression, he always seemed to be looking down on people.
"Sooner or later I will wash your brain with water."
He snorted coldly, holding a small booklet with a brown cover in his hand. After glancing at Zhang Chun coldly, his gaze returned to the booklet. The coldness in his eyes was undisguised, and even the curve of his mouth seemed to carry a hint of sarcasm.
"I am different from you, an idiot with a short memory. I will not fall into the same pit twice. I will keep an eye on that boy all the time. When he shows abnormal behavior and reveals his true face, I will kill him without mercy... Wait!"
The visitor suddenly clenched the booklet tightly. It was unknown what he saw in the book. He sat up straight and put his head close to the book. His blue eyes widened slightly. The murderous intent and coldness in his eyes turned into shock in an instant. He said excitedly:
"There's actually this position! Oh my god, the astringency here is so good! Hey, Zhang Chun, look, here - poof!"
The voice stopped abruptly.
Zhang Chun picked up the plate expressionlessly and threw it at the other person's face.
The white dinner plate seemed to be embedded in the other person's face. The next second, a stream of blood slowly appeared on the chin, and then it dripped and fell on the table with a slight sound.
Zhang Chun said word by word: "Cui Zhiyong, take your pornographic book and get out of here."
…
On the dim village road, Cui Zhiyong wiped the blood from his nose, crumpled up a tissue and stuffed it into his nose, muttering, "That bastard Zhang Chun deserves it for not being able to catch up with anyone at his age."
He was cursing and suddenly smelled blood, his expression changed slightly.
"It's past dinner time now, is there anyone still slaughtering chickens?"
Cui Zhiyong was a little suspicious because there was a guy with unknown identity who came to the village and needed to be vigilant.
So he activated his special powers, and the water vapor in the air told him everything.
A blurry picture appeared in my mind.
In the dark room, a faint light flickered. In the brief light, the black-haired boy held a sharp dagger in his hand with an expressionless face. A cold light flashed on the blade, reflecting a pair of dark, emotionless eyes.
And then, puff!
A tiny scream suddenly sounded, and blood instantly splashed onto the boy's fair face. However, the boy remained unmoved, still with that cold and cruel look. He raised his hand holding the dagger and stabbed it hard again -
Cui Zhiyong felt suffocated for a moment, and then extremely angry, and rushed in the direction of the smell of blood.
It's only the first day, and you dare to kill people without restraint, this bastard!
The closer he got to the source of the smell of blood, the more frightened Cui Zhiyong became.
This direction... this direction!
It’s Shu Xiumei’s house!
Damn, has he been killed?!
Cui Zhiyong was desperate and sad. A few minutes ago, he had boasted to Zhang Chun that he would monitor the black-haired boy, but now he couldn't even protect his brother's future wife.
He quickly came to Shu Xiumei's house, kicked open the door, and searched everywhere in the dark house but found no trace. Then he heard slight noises in the kitchen, as if someone was saying something like "Don't..."
Cui Zhiyong's eyes were red, he rushed forward angrily, kicked the kitchen door open, and yelled, "Damn bastard, I'm going to kill you--"
Puff!
The dazzling light suddenly came on, dispelling the darkness in the kitchen.
There were only four people crammed in the small kitchen.
A young woman who was standing on a stool and had successfully fixed the light bulb and was about to go downstairs; a civet boy who was squatting on the ground holding on to a stool and was halfway yawning; and a black-haired boy who was standing next to a chopping board, holding a sharp knife in his hand and indicating to the rabbit where to cut.
The last one was Cui Zhiyong who suddenly broke in by kicking the door.
At this moment, the four people stopped moving at the same time, and the air fell into a terrible silence.
The first to react was the black-haired boy beside the cutting board.
His face was splattered with blood. He picked up the dagger that was dripping with blood and placed it on his lips. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a sly smile, but his eyes were slightly cold. He cast a mocking look at the man at the door and said softly:
"Who are you planning to kill?"
"!!"
Cui Zhiyong thought quickly that this scene should be a misunderstanding, but the smile of that black-haired kid was really malicious and evil! !
At this moment, the young woman suddenly snatched the knife from the boy's hand and said sternly: "Don't put the tip of the knife so close to your eyes, it's very dangerous!"
The black-haired boy immediately showed a well-behaved face: "Okay, auntie."
But after the woman turned her back, the black-haired boy once again turned his gaze to Cui Zhiyong at the door, revealing a strange and cold smile.
Cui Zhiyong: “…”
The boy squatting on the ground tilted his neck and looked at the black-haired boy who was obviously acting too much, then looked at Choi Ji-young who was really deceived at the door, with his dead fish eyes wide open and sighed heavily.
"Ah, that's enough. It's so annoying. I might as well just go out and eat the food next door."
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