Chapter 59 He yelled at me, pinched me, threatened me! ...
Their gazes met and clashed, neither giving way.
Even the slightest swallowing motion, originating from her throat, could be easily detected by the other's fingers. With Nezha holding her by the throat, Pingyu knew she neither wanted to nor could lie in this passive situation.
Why pursue it so relentlessly?
She was somewhat annoyed and remained silent in a huff.
"The underworld? Heaven? The demon realm?"
The silence, thick with tension, wore down Nezha's patience, and his tone unconsciously carried a hint of accusation:
"You're hiding the exact location from me."
After his anger subsided, all that remained was resentment. Just yesterday, Nezha had told Shen Canjuan that he and Pingyu would never be separated, yet today, a mere high fever had already caused him to lose track of Pingyu. What kind of place was it that Pingyu wouldn't reveal a single detail, even after he had become so angry? Did his existence, their relationship, mean absolutely nothing to her? The more he thought about this, the fiercer Nezha's eyes became. The thick black of his eyes no longer clearly distinguished from the whites, becoming sticky like tar and grease, seemingly about to expand outwards.
To this, Pingyu simply replied sullenly, "You were mean to me."
Nezha: ?
He paused for a moment, then loosened his grip.
He thought and thought, but he never expected it to be this reason.
"I don't."
I just wanted an answer, so why did you call me a nasty person?
"You did!" Pingyu accused, clutching his neck. "I had a fever, and I still told you some very nice things. But not only did you seem uninterested in what I said, you also yelled at me, pinched me, and threatened me!"
A barrage of accusations poured from the girl's mouth, and the gloom on Nezha's face dissipated under the relentless barrage, revealing a rare hint of panic. Pingyu regained her rhythm, lowering her hand to expose her hidden neck and face: "Look, it hurts so much!"
Her skin was fair and delicate, the result of a girl pampered with gold and silver; even the slightest pressure would leave a mark. Nezha had unconsciously used force, leaving a noticeable finger mark. The red mark against her pale skin looked particularly terrifying. His gaze seemed to travel to her fingers, causing the boy a sharp, piercing pain, like being pricked by needles or having his skin peeled off. He was still a child, and after his anger subsided came the confusion of having done something wrong. He instinctively hid his hands behind his back: "I didn't mean to... I just wanted to know where you went."
After calming down, Nezha's tone turned somber: "I'm worried that you'll be kidnapped by a demon. If a person's soul leaves their body for a long time, the body will also decay. Even if the soul is found then, it won't be able to re-enter the body."
Pingyu pretended to be sulking, but in reality, he was listening intently to what Nezha was saying.
Upon hearing the end, she felt a chill run down her spine and was filled with apprehension.
No wonder her consciousness limited her time in the mortal world. If she stayed in the room for too long, wouldn't she just become one of the many wandering souls in this world?
She was a little scared, but she still took Nezha's hand and said, "Then you have to talk to me nicely. If you're mean to me, I'll be mean to you too and won't want to talk to you anymore."
Nezha always knew that Pingyu, though seemingly easy to talk to, was not actually a gentle person. He made a mental note of this, and in future interactions, no matter how urgent the situation, he would speak slowly.
The boy nodded listlessly, indicating that he understood.
He looks just like a kitten that has fallen into the water.
Ping hesitated for a moment, then finally followed suit and cupped the other's face in his hands, saying, "Besides, it's not that I don't want to tell you, it's just that you can't tell me."
Nezha's handsome face softened because of the girl's actions, his cheeks puffing out. He asked, "What do you mean by 'can't say'?"
"Because when I want to speak, I always feel like I can't open my mouth," Ping Yu began to lie, recalling the fantasy novels she had read. In those novels, when characters discussed topics related to heavenly secrets, their lips would always be unable to open due to an unknown force. She tried to imitate the plot, steer the conversation towards the idea that "heavenly secrets cannot be revealed."
Nezha's gaze remained calm, and he nodded as if he understood. He asked, "I understand, someone is preventing you from speaking, right?"
Right, right?
Pingyu subconsciously thought it was an immortal, so he nodded.
At this moment, she saw Nezha suddenly break into a smile.
Nezha wouldn't allow Pingyu's hand to leave.
He peeled off the cat's skin and held it by the neck, pressing it against the girl's palm.
With a flick of his eyelashes, a sharp, vertical glint appeared in his eyes.
"Since I won't let you say it..."
The voice grew fainter, but Ping Yu was unaware that a hand-shaped snake was reaching for the back of his neck. Nezha smiled at her with increasing beauty; the Spirit Pearl manifested, illuminating the entire room. Yet his words grew increasingly terrifying, chilling to the bone. His sweetly smiling lips revealed gleaming white teeth, and he spoke with the chilling savagery of a wolf spitting out bones: "Then I'll come and see for myself."
"wait...!"
Her calls to stop were useless, and her actions were ignored. She was so shocked that she tried to jump up, but in an instant, her neck and head slumped down limply.
The snake had succeeded, and Nezha laid her back down on the pillow.
To find out the answer, simply enter and exit Pingyu's sea of consciousness.
If the girl is unwilling to tell him, he will find the answer himself.
He leaned down and pressed his forehead against Pingyu's.
He formed a hand seal, and his primordial spirit was about to leave his body.
At the critical moment, a voice came from outside the door: "Third Prince!"
The voice of the woman in green.
Why was this female slave calling for Pingyu outside his house?
Nezha stopped what he was doing and helped Pingyu tuck in the blankets.
"Come in."
He said.
Having received confirmation, the woman in green pushed her way in. As she stepped across the threshold, she instinctively sensed something was amiss in the room. But Nezha sat upright on the couch, guarding her young mistress, leaving the woman in green no room for error. Suddenly, the boy on the couch asked, "What is it?"
"Someone outside the mansion requests an audience."
The man in green snapped out of his daze and became extremely respectful.
"not see."
Nezha glanced at Pingyu without showing any emotion; he needed to get an answer before the other person woke up.
"But the other party said it was an emergency and that they were someone you knew."
The woman in green never looked up. She said, "If the Third Prince doesn't appear, I will send someone to get rid of that child."
child?
After a moment's thought, Nezha, faced with a difficult choice, ultimately went out with the woman in green.
As the female slave said, there was indeed a child standing outside the mansion.
Upon seeing him, Nezha recognized him: "It's you?"
The older sister of the twins who were searching for their cat yesterday.
When the girl saw Nezha, tears streamed down her face. She held out her belongings to Nezha and said, "Third Prince, I have a favor to ask!"
What she held in her palm were five cowrie shells.
Nezha stared blankly at the coins in the girl's hand.
Thanks to the Yorozuya's three months of tireless efforts, no one in the region still calls Nezha the God of Slaughter. In the past, no one would have dared to come to them for help. These changes were all orchestrated by Pingyu.
Once his thoughts returned to normal, Nezha, who had been lost in thought, took the reward money into his hand.
"What's wrong?"
He's gotten used to helping others.
The girl didn't want the hassle of being picked up; she quickly recounted the whole story: "Yesterday, Mimi returned home, and my sister was overjoyed. She said Mimi's value was immeasurable, far exceeding five cowrie shells, and she wanted to give her as gifts to the master and the Third Prince. Since money was tight at home, my sister dragged me out early to the beach to collect seashells and clams, hoping to find beautiful pearls as gifts. But as we collected them on the shore, the waves, which had been rising steadily, eventually transformed into a hand and swallowed my sister whole!"
Tears and snot clouded her breathing, making her suffocate. Taking advantage of the moment her sister was swallowed, she turned and ran towards Chen Tang Pass. Something was amiss; the Wan Shi Wu (Everything Shop) was closed today. Following instructions from the slaves outside the shop, the girl finally went to the Lin residence.
At this point, overwhelmed with fear and despair, she knelt down before Nezha.
The girl cried out, "Please, Third Prince, save my sister!"
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