Chapter 40 No, how did we get involved already? ...
this......
Ping Yu is somewhat without fault.
Putting aside those strange ballads, she had nothing to put in the bowl.
The servant was furious and shouted to drive them away: "Go away! Do you know who this person is who dares to act so arrogantly? Watch your skin!"
In an instant, an arm with a gold bracelet reached out.
The girl's eyes flashed, and the child in front was left with nothing.
Nezha stood behind Pingyu, holding the wooden bowl for her. With the bowl facing the children, he asked, "How many pieces of meat will you give me?"
The children looked at each other in disbelief: Could this really be done?
The child whose bowl was taken shouted, "This is my food bowl!"
“Now it’s mine,” Nezha said, mimicking him by bringing the gui (a type of ancient Chinese vessel) closer, becoming so aggressive that Pingyu felt he was about to slam the other person’s face into the bowl.
The boy was much taller than the skinny children. When he looked down at them, his eyes were lowered, and his eyes gleamed with a golden light, much like the eyes of a beast.
Nezha repeated, "Give me a few pieces of meat."
The children all flinched, screamed, and ran away.
The child's cries were shrill and jarring, causing Pingyu to cover her ears. She looked at the bowl in Nezha's hand and asked, "Is this alright?"
"It doesn't matter. When they give it to us, it's just adding meat to our bowls."
Nezha casually tossed the wooden vessel in his hand:
"Let's go, let's go find your parents."
The gong-beater, his eyes blazing with fury, hastily threw down his mallet and lunged at the bowl. The bowl shattered in his palm, drawing blood. Pingyu, seeing the man's skin scraped raw from the impact, stopped, intending to say something. But the next second, seeing the other man's actions, he fell silent:
The gong-beater ignored his own injuries. He carefully scraped the blood splattered on his arm back into the jar, avoiding the wound and dirt with his fingertips.
She was so engrossed in watching that she didn't even realize when Nezha had dragged her away.
"Tell me, whose blood is that?"
Recalling the scene he had just witnessed, whose blood was so precious that it deserved to be treated with such care? Ping Yu said, "Not even a single drop can be spilled."
"Beast blood?" Having not tasted it, Nezha was not quite sure of its composition: "I just saw pig and sheep heads, so perhaps it was the flesh and blood of three sacrificial animals."
"I don't think the last jar contained a cow." The jar looked so small; she could probably hug it. In the end, they still didn't know what was inside. Pingyu's first impression of Balai was far from good. She quickened her pace, saying to Nezha and herself, "This place is a bit eerie. We'll take my parents away after we see them."
The male slave led them to a mud house and stepped back, saying, "Miss, Master and Madam are inside."
Because Ba Lai Village is located in the mountains, it is not wealthy, and most of the houses along the way are made of grass and wood. In this light, Mr. and Mrs. Lin were indeed regarded as honored guests in the village.
Shadows flickered on the window paper, and a figure with hair in a bun could be seen pacing back and forth. Male and female voices mingled, faintly drifting from behind the door.
"Why hasn't that servant returned yet? Being too lenient with slaves is no good either; they're too inefficient!"
"Grandpa, don't be impatient. The soup needs to be simmered over a low flame to bring out its flavor."
These words made the man's voice suddenly become a few decibels louder: "No, no, I'm so restless and aching all over if I can't drink that! I can't eat, and I can't sleep at night!"
Why does it sound like he's having a drug withdrawal? Is Father's illness already terminal? Pingyu couldn't listen anymore and immediately pushed open the door: "Father, Mother!"
The two people inside the door were startled. Lin Dong asked in surprise, "Why do I hear my darling's voice?"
No one answered, because Pingyu and Nezha were also startled.
The earthen house looked unremarkable from the outside, but the interior was surprisingly spacious and impressive. Tiger skins hung high on the four walls, and the house was decorated with agate, coral, pearls, and other ornaments. The tea set on the table was made by the most sought-after designer of the moment... The two men were immediately dazzled by the gold and silver piled up everywhere in the house: Holy crap, the wealth of this nouveau riche is truly remarkable!
Pingyu saw several items from her mother's room, which her father must have brought to decorate the room so her mother wouldn't be able to sleep in the same bed. She rubbed her eyes and said, "Father, Mother, that's me."
After saying that, Pingyu placed the herbs in his hand on the table: "This is what my daughter got from the imperial servants. Should we send it over to be decocted now?"
"Pingyu, where did you come from?!" Xue Yue'e reacted and hugged her tightly in surprise: "Could it be that the death calamity on your body has been resolved?"
"It's not over yet, the Third Prince brought me here!" Pingyu buried her head in her mother's sweet and soft arms, then turned to the boy standing to the side and said, "Nezha, these are my parents!"
He greeted them respectfully, "Uncle and Aunt: My father is Li Jing, and I am Nezha, it is my first time meeting you."
"Good lad, you've grown so much!" The man sprang out of bed and strode towards Nezha. He patted the boy's shoulder a few times and laughed heartily, "When I first saw you, you were just a ball!"
Pingyu & Nezha: Hey
Holding her daughter in one arm, Xue Yue'e slapped Lin Dong with the other: "Can't you speak properly?"
The boy didn't react when tapped on the shoulder. He looked at the couple: Xue Yue was beautiful and graceful, with a delicate and charming appearance; Lin Dong, though somewhat plump, still had a fair complexion and rosy lips, suggesting he had been a dashing and handsome man in his youth. Both possessed extraordinary beauty, and Ping Yu seemed to have inherited the best features of both. Their bone structure indicated a life of wealth and nobility, yet for some reason, several dark auras lingered between their eyebrows.
It's somewhat like... a bloody disaster?
Seeing the mother and daughter's affectionate interaction, Ping Yu swallowed his guess. Lin Dong made no attempt to hide Nezha's birth appearance, and his open and honest attitude was much more pleasant than Li Jing's. The man looked around, then finally took the boy's hand and said, "Uncle came in a hurry and didn't know we'd meet you, so I didn't prepare a gift. Here, Nezha, is for you. Uncle and Aunt will make you a bigger one when we get back!"
As they spoke, a jade thumb ring fell into Nezha's hand.
It has good water content and is of superior quality.
Upon hearing this, Pingyu quickly asked, "Father, is your illness serious?"
“Your father isn’t sick.” Xue Yue’e tapped her daughter’s nose and smiled. “He’s just craving something sweet and missing you. He wanted to drink the fruit soup your teacher made. But the fruit here is too sour, so I asked the imperial servants to go out and get some licorice to put in and boil together. I never expected to run into you and Nezha. It was a pleasant surprise.”
Nezha understood why Pingyu was so attached to his home.
If Li Jing and Lady Yin loved their child as much as they did, he would also want to go home.
Pingyu was being held by Xue Yue'e, and Lin Dong felt his arms were empty, so he pulled Nezha into his arms.
Nezha: !
His whole body was tense, and the golden fire in his eyes magnified and became rounder, like the clear eyes of a cat.
He had never been hugged like this by Li Jing before.
Since Lin Dong is safe, this place is not a place to linger. Ping Yu said, "Since Father, shall we leave?"
"How about the day after tomorrow, my darling?" Xue Yue'e said softly. "We need to get something for you here."
"Mother and Father, listen to me. That longevity horn is not a good thing." She recounted what Nezha had told her, and Lin Dong and Xue Yue'e looked surprised.
"How could this be?" Xue Yue'e said, "Your mother and father only came because they saw that person display supernatural powers."
Supernatural powers?
"What kind of supernatural power? Father and Mother, I also have a doubt about something." Pingyu asked, "How did you arrive in Balai overnight?"
"That's what we wanted to talk about." Lin Dong led Nezha to sit down on the prayer mat. "Since you know we're here to retrieve the Longevity Horn, you've probably been home. Did Green Robe tell you about someone coming to invite you?"
Ping Yu nodded.
“That man displayed his supernatural powers, which made your mother and I completely convinced.”
The man, a young man who claimed to be the grandson of the "Great Ancestor," left the mansion and immediately realized that going into the mountains based on a single person's words had been too hasty. Just as they were about to change their minds, they saw the man take out a golden insect and throw it on the ground. The insect, no bigger than a fingernail, appeared as large as a moored boat once it landed.
The entire entourage and personnel of the mansion could be accommodated inside.
It was only after seeing this scene that Lin Dongge and Xue Yue'e believed that the other party did indeed have the Longevity Horn.
"The golden worms are extremely fast; they brought us to the village in less than half a day."
Pingyu's parents' words made her even more suspicious. Her mother's family had been making dumplings for generations; what relatives could they possibly have who practiced Taoism? She still wanted to leave, but remembering what had happened at the village entrance, she asked again, "Father, Mother, did you get a bowl held by a village boy demanding your birthday?"
"Yes, yes," Lin Dong said casually.
"They didn't give it to you, did they?"
"I didn't give it to him!" his father waved his hand dismissively, but Xue Yue'e said, "He did eat it, though."
Ping Yu's expression changed drastically: "That's meat! I don't even know what kind of meat it is, how could you two eat it!"
"What meat?" The two looked puzzled. "Adding things inside is to bring good luck to the founding emperor. Eating it will bring blessings and longevity. Those children said it was meat, but aren't the fruits inside? They're little ones and even a bit sweet."
Pingyu and Nezha saw meat in the bowl, but Lin Dong and Xue Yue'e could tell from the taste that it was fruit.
She has the ability to see through appearances and directly see the true nature of things before they are deceived.
For example, the wine in the yellow-mouthed goblet can only be made by something extremely yin.
We can't leave.
Seeing their daughter remain silent for a long time, Lin Dong and Xue Yue'e grew increasingly uneasy. They asked, "Is something wrong?"
"and……"
The door was opened.
The four looked over and saw a figure standing at the door.
"Master Lin and Madam Lin, I heard that two young boys went into the room near the entrance." As she walked in, her expression became clear.
She was a thin aunt with a cloth wrapped around her head and a pointed chin.
“My child is unruly, and I came to check on you two out of fear that he might offend you.”
"It's my daughter and her friend's children who have come," Lin Dong replied, but he covered the two children slightly, as if he didn't want anyone to pry. His aunt said, "Oh? It's actually the children from our family. Should we take them to see the Great Ancestor? It's said that when a person lives to be nearly a hundred, they're halfway to immortality. Let the old immortal pat the children's heads to increase their blessings and longevity."
Lin Dong and Xue Yue'e looked at the two children.
Nezha stepped out from behind Lin Dong: "Great, I'd also like to pay a visit to the God of Longevity."
The boy went out, and the girl followed closely behind. Nezha wanted to investigate on his own, but Pingyu wouldn't let him go alone.
Pingyu stepped forward, his fingertips grasped, in agreement:
"Me too."
Lin Dong looked at the two holding hands and felt uneasy about it.
No, how did we get linked hands like that?
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