Chapter 5 005 Don't be afraid, I won't look
Zhuang Rong'er's heart skipped a beat.
She reached out to tidy up her hair that was messed up by the wind and sand, and said nothing. She just calmly took out a tube of nectar from her Qiankun bag, opened it, and put it to Ah Huai's lips.
The light red on Ah Huai's cheeks, ear tips, and collarbone, as well as the watery light in his open eyes, all proved that his body was still in an abnormal state.
But the way he stared at her was calm.
At least it shows that he is much more sober than when he was singing in Baoge before.
The water was brought to his mouth again, but this time Ah Huai chose to turn his head slightly to avoid it.
His gaze never shifted, staring at her intently, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "Do you know me?"
Even after waking up, he was still obsessed with the question that he had not received an answer to before.
It's just that the order of "you" and "I" in the question is swapped.
Zhuang Rong'er neither nodded nor shook her head, she just continued to put the nectar tube under Ah Huai's lips.
The desert was already dry, and Ah Huai's lips opening and closing only made her more aware of his dehydrated lips.
Not even the slightest imperfection is allowed to destroy this body.
She is therefore stubborn.
“…”
Ah Huai couldn't tell whether he was feeling depressed at the moment, perhaps there was even a hint of anger mixed in.
This anger was directed at himself.
He almost immediately felt that the gentle gaze was looking through him at another person.
The dew that was fed to his mouth, even if it flowed through his throat and was swallowed, was for the purpose of nourishing another person.
She preferred him to be still, and when he spoke, she didn't show any impatience, but she didn't take him seriously.
The old acquaintance he thought he was was probably not the case.
——Even if he is here, he will not look for his past.
Ah Huai made a quick judgment and drank the nectar obediently.
After the indescribable complex emotions dissipated, he immediately thought about what he should do next.
The woman who bought him treated him very well, which was more troublesome than being abused by the monks.
He was unable and had no way to fight against it and escape on his own, let alone kill someone.
If he wants to leave, he must pay back something of equal value.
But for her, he still needs to figure out what is equivalent and where his value lies.
"Good boy."
Zhuang Rong'er watched Ah Huai swallow the nectar with his Adam's apple rolling, stretched out her fingers to wipe away the water stains on his lips, and couldn't help but sigh softly.
There was a hint of infatuated admiration in her eyes, as if the scene of him drinking water was such a rare and beautiful sight.
Ah Huai's body stiffened. He watched Zhuang Rong'er naturally raise her wet fingers to her lips and kiss them. His train of thought was interrupted.
The next second, Zhuang Rong'er placed the hand she had just kissed on his forehead——
Ah Huai's breathing stopped for a moment, and his whole body felt extremely hot.
He struggled a bit, but only managed to stand up halfway when he suddenly felt dizzy and his vision went dark, and he was about to fall to the side.
...Such a fragile body, is this really him?
"Your fever is getting worse. Don't move." Zhuang Rong'er frowned and pressed him back into her arms. "It's not conducive to your recovery in Quicksand City. Even if I had a thousand miraculous medicines and elixirs, they would only bring you temporary relief. Once the God-Devouring Pearl loses its effect, the combined effects of those medicines will surely cause you to explode and die."
There were many words in her words that he didn't understand. Ah Huai slowly closed his eyes for a few seconds and then opened them again. His ugly expression had calmed down.
"Thank you very much."
When he spoke, he would always stare into other people's eyes. Those beautiful eyes seemed like some kind of extremely lethal weapon. Even someone like Zhuang Rong'er would be defeated when looking into his eyes, and would be the first to look away.
Ah Huai noticed Zhuang Rong'er's avoidance. He drooped his eyelashes and politely stopped looking at her. He only asked in a hoarse voice, "How should I... address you, young lady?"
For a moment, Zhuang Rong'er wanted to hear Ah Huai call her Master, but she didn't say it out loud. She just replied, "Call me Rong'er."
She spoke at an unfortunate time, and a few grains of sand were blown into her mouth by the strong wind.
She couldn't do the indecent act of spitting sand in front of Ah Huai, so she just endured it.
Only the white python sensed her sudden surge of murderous intent and hurriedly crawled faster.
The increasingly thick dust made it almost impossible for Zhuang Rong'er to see the road ahead, and she couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.
The white python had already carried them for a long distance. If they continued to go forward and didn't find the cave, it would definitely be too late to return to the city.
The sandstorm was bearable for her, but if Ah Huai encountered one, he would be in danger.
She was just about to let the giant python turn back, but at this moment, a huge centipede's tail appeared from the sand slope in front of her.
The tail gradually disappeared. Zhuang Rong'er was surprised for a moment, but she couldn't help feeling a little unhappy.
She really found it. Behind the sand slope was the cave that she had ordered the sandworms to dig. Her guess was right, and she had found a place to shelter from the wind.
However, an uninvited guest hid in before her.
There is no horizontal.
After his spiritual power was sealed, he couldn't even maintain his human form.
It’s not as good as her little snake, at least it can grow bigger or smaller.
Zhuang Rong'er's face turned slightly cold. After quickly rushing to the cave entrance, she let the white python shrink into its little snake form and enter first, and then jumped down with Ah Huai.
“…It’s you.”
Wu Heng curled up in the corner, speaking with the body of a centipede, but his voice was still that soft female voice. It was really strange.
It was impossible to tell his expression, but his tone didn't sound hostile, so Zhuang Rong'er was too lazy to kick him out.
The consideration that no one can enter the city without crossing the river should overlap with hers.
As a demon cultivator, there is a natural barrier between him and human cultivators, and he is also easily made the target of public criticism.
But she was understanding, but Wu Heng became more and more aggressive because of her silence. He turned around in the corner, his eyes hidden in the dark staring at Ah Huai and sneering.
"Who would have thought..." he began slowly.
"Since I've allowed you to be here, you'd better keep your mouth shut."
Zhuang Rong'er interrupted him before he could finish.
No matter what Wu Heng was about to say - he didn't expect that Zhuang Rong'er would treat someone with the same face so specially, or he didn't expect that two people with the same face could be so different, one was a young hero who saved the world, and the other was a miserable slave controlled by others.
No matter what he said, Zhuang Rong'er would never allow these words to pollute Ah Huai's ears.
There is no horizontal stopping of the sound.
The body began to spin in circles again.
If he were outside, he would never be so afraid of Zhuang Rong'er.
But in the Liusha City where all his spiritual power was lost, he had no chance of winning against Zhuang Rong'er.
The opponent has insects and snakes as minions, so the poison will not completely lose its toxicity. At most, its effect will be reduced without the support of spiritual energy. But once it leaves the radiation of the God-Devouring Pearl, the poison in it will not disappear, and no one can bear it if it remains in the body.
Wu Heng shut up, and Zhuang Rong'er ignored him.
She simply cleared a space, spread the fox fur cloak on it, and then helped Ah Huai, who was already burning and almost unconscious, to lie down.
She knew that mortals were quite fragile and could die from all sorts of trivial causes; sometimes even a simple cold could be fatal.
Ah Huai had such a high fever that she was worried he wouldn't make it.
Whenever she thought about this person dying, she felt suffocated and lost her composure towards the mastermind behind the scenes. She hated the person hiding in the dark for dragging them into this, causing her embarrassment and Ah Huai pain. How could she let this go?
But now is not the time for her to make a scene and disrupt the situation. She suspects that the mysterious dealer of Changbao Pavilion is closely related to this situation.
Since she hadn't gotten the Spirit-Building Branch yet, she could only wait and see what would happen and settle the score later.
If Ah Huai really couldn't make it, she would take his body back and refine it into a puppet, but the puppet wouldn't have body temperature...
Zhuang Rong'er was upset and wrapped Ah Huai with clothes and hugged him tightly.
The cave was not quiet; one could hear the wind whistling like ghosts crying above.
But she still felt that the sound of sand grinding caused by Wu Heng's body constantly turning was too harsh and disturbed Ah Huai's peace.
"You're so ugly now, why don't you stay away?" she said sarcastically.
"...I didn't know that Master Zhuang was so sharp-tongued."
Wu Heng sighed softly, and finally shrank his body into the narrower darkness, staying as far away from them as possible.
"However," he continued, "it's better to disperse a mortal's high fever than to cover it up. If the Valley Master wants him to survive, let's try a different approach."
Zhuang Rong'er had no experience in caring for patients, nor in being cared for.
She was indeed taken aback when she heard this. She had only heard that people with high fevers would be very sensitive to cold. She considered the possibility of Wu Heng telling a lie and found it to be zero. So she wisely said, "Thank you. How can I help him cool down?"
"Take off all the clothes and wipe the whole body with clean water. If you add white wine, the effect will be even better."
Zhuang Rong'er took out a pill box from her Qiankun belt and threw it over as a thank you gift, and prepared to do as Wuheng laughed softly.
She let the little snake climb to the top of the cave with two pieces of clothing. The clothes hung down and served as a simple partition, trapping the two of them in this space made of gauze and cotton.
Ah Huai's body can only be seen by her.
Zhuang Rong'er remembered the barrel of wine in the Qiankun bag, took it out, put it aside, and prepared to strip Ah Huai of his clothes.
During the process, Ah Huai would occasionally open his eyes with difficulty to look at her. His eyelids were heavy and hot, and his eyes were sore and burning.
He could no longer speak, and when he opened his mouth, only hot breaths came out.
Zhuang Rong'er had already stripped him once, and she was the one who changed the clothes Ah Huai was wearing now, but that was done quickly when he was completely unconscious.
This time, the occasional look in Ah Huai's eyes and the unbearable breathing sounds he made made it difficult for her to concentrate.
She also knew that this was a critical moment, and forced her fingers not to linger on his skin.
Until she put her hand on Ah Huai's pants, his hot hand stopped her hand.
The force of his hand was very light because he had lost his strength, so what touched her was like a soft flame, which also burned Zhuang Rong'er.
Zhuang Rong'er stopped and said slowly, "...Don't be afraid, I won't look."
It's a lie, she'll see it.
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