To avoid exposing herself, Little Ginseng desperately tried to protect her clothes, which resulted in her being pulled away by Zuo Qingya.
When Zuo Qingya woke up the next day, she felt a terrible headache, dizziness, and general discomfort.
Zuo Qingya rubbed her head. "It hurts."
Zuo Qingya felt a pair of resentful eyes watching her. She looked over in confusion and found that it was Little Ginseng.
"Little ginseng, why are you looking at me with such a resentful look? It's like I've bullied you."
Zuo Qingya's words only made things worse, causing Little Ginseng to burst into tears.
Seeing the little ginseng shedding tears, Zuo Qingya didn't comfort it, but instead took out a large basin to catch them.
The little boy, seeing this, didn't know whether to cry or not, sobbing intermittently, which was quite adorable.
"What are you doing?" the little ginseng asked in confusion.
Zuo Qingya touched her nose. "I read in the herbal secrets book my mom gave me that every part of a plant spirit is a treasure. I thought your tears might be a treasure too, so I wanted to keep them. Maybe they'll come in handy later."
Upon hearing this answer, Little Ginseng couldn't hold back any longer and burst into tears.
"Waaaaah... You're not human."
"???" Zuo Qingya scratched her head. Seeing that the little ginseng was crying so much, she wanted to comfort it and tell it not to cry, but looking at the tears in the basin, she couldn't bring herself to say anything.
Zuo Qingya coughed lightly to cover up her tears before saying, "Um, little ginseng, please don't cry anymore."
The little man greeted Zuo Qingya with words of comfort, but his eyes were fixed on the tears in the large basin, and the corners of his mouth were still wildly upturned.
The little man hiccuped upon seeing this before saying, "Zuo Qingya, you'd better not comfort me, or I'm afraid I won't be able to resist hitting you."
"Okay, then I won't try to comfort you."
"Separation..."
"??? Little Ginseng, can you tell me now why you're crying?"
The little ginseng shifted its position, positioning its rear end towards Zuo Qingya.
"Then you can cry first, and I'll watch?"
"Hmph... What were you doing last night? Have you forgotten?"
Zuo Qingya looked puzzled. "Did I do anything? I don't remember?"
"You forgot?" Little Ginseng said, turning her head to look at Zuo Qingya's expression.
Seeing Zuo Qingya's puzzled expression, it didn't seem fake.
Did I do anything?
"Do you dare say you didn't do anything?"
"Tell me, what did I do?"
"You really don't remember anything?"
"Tell me quickly!"
"You tore my clothes yesterday."
"Huh??? When? How come I didn't know?"
That's because you're drunk.
"Huh??? Drunk?"
"It's the drink you were drinking."
"Huh??? Wasn't it supposed to be alcohol-free? How could I be drunk?"
"It has no alcohol, but it has a spiritual quality."
"Huh??? Am I intoxicated by spiritual energy?"
"Yes."
"No wonder my head hurts so much."
"Do you know how terrifying it is when you're drunk, or rather, when you're drunk and full of spiritual energy? You were singing and dancing with me, and you broke off so many of my whiskers."
"Huh??? Am I that scary?" she said, stretching out her hand. "Let me see that whisker."
The little ginseng shifted its gaze to Zuo Qingya's hand, and tears almost welled up in its eyes again, but thankfully it held them back.
Zuo Qingya glanced at it, but when she saw the small ginseng, she held back, looking regretful.
"Hmph! I won't fall for your tricks."
"Okay." With that, Zuo Qingya wiped away the little ginseng's tears and left the consciousness space.
Why is it still dark?
Zuo Qingya checked the time: 12 o'clock?
"Why is it only 12 o'clock?" Her eyes darted around. "Why don't we go out and play? Let's go find the Earth God. Anyway, we can put Kakashi's matter aside for now. We can go find the Earth God first. Kakashi is right here. He can't run away."
But where exactly is the Earth God? Maybe we should go to the temple and see if the Earth God is there?
"Why don't we go check out the Earth God Temple? Maybe it's there."
Zuo Qingya almost lost her breath climbing the stairs. She sat down on the steps, panting, and turned around to see the tall statue. She was stunned.
Was she seeing things? Why did it look like the earth god statue was winking at her? But upon closer inspection, she found nothing there.
Shaking her head, Zuo Qingya thought she must have misread it.
After resting, Zuo Qingya stood up and continued climbing the stairs.
They soon arrived in front of the earth god statue, looked it up and down, and touched their chin. "Is this the earth god statue? It doesn't look very good! It's round like me, and a bit fierce."
Thankfully, I'm an adult. If I were a child, I would definitely be terrified and cry when I saw this earth god statue; it doesn't look like what I imagined.
In Zuo Qingya's mind, the earth god statue is a tall man who should be very handsome.
But this earth god statue looks a bit chubby and cute, but it also looks a bit fierce because its eyebrows are raised, which makes it look somewhat menacing. If its eyebrows weren't raised, it would probably look quite cute!
Zuo Qingya nodded and commented, "Hmm... kind of cute. Now that you've seen her, kneel down and pay your respects."
Zuo Qingya knelt on the ground, bowed, and said, "That Earth God, can you let our Wasteland Clan cultivate? I really want to cultivate! And my mother, my mother's talent seems to have disappeared for some reason. I want to know why my mother's talent disappeared." As she spoke, Zuo Qingya felt a little hungry, so she took out a cup of cola and fried chicken from her space and started eating.
The taste is as delicious as ever. Having space is so convenient; it stays exactly the same as when it was placed in the container.
"tasty."
Feeling that it wasn't quite right for him to eat alone in front of the earth god statue, he took out a bag of hamburgers from his spatial storage and placed it in front of the statue.
"Um, Earth God, don't be shy, have some too. This is my way of showing my respect to you." After saying that, Zuo Qingya started eating again.
"Mmm...it's delicious."
Zuo Qingya spotted a chubby little boy hiding behind the statue, secretly watching her—or rather, watching what she was holding.
"You want some too?"
The little boy swallowed hard, his eyes filled with longing. "I want to eat it."
Zuo Qingya took out a serving of fried chicken and a cola from her spatial storage and handed them to the little boy, saying, "Here, this is for you."
The little boy didn't forget to say thank you, "Thank you!"
When Zuo Qingya saw the little boy wolfing down his food, a look of pity appeared on her face.
Curious, he asked, "What's your name?"
"name?"
The little boy looked bewildered. "I..."
Zuo Qingya thought the little boy was even more pitiful because he didn't have a name.
He patted the little boy's head and said, "How about I give you a name?"
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