Chapter 57057 Nezha’s rabbit meat is burnt again
After Lady Yu's last wish was fulfilled, I expected a whirlpool to appear, but instead, it was calm and uneventful. We decided to continue our journey towards the Central Plains. After traveling for over half a month, we didn't even see the shadow of a whirlpool.
Hearing it was the Northern Song Dynasty, I considered visiting the capital. While it's possible to ride the clouds, that's rather dull. Since I'm not pressed for time, I decided to simply walk. It felt a bit like the pilgrimage to the West.
We were dressed like ordinary people along the way. Nezha and Little Lotus looked alike, so everyone who saw them said they were twins.
So what about me, who am I?
Friends? Of course.
But the friendship between me and Little Lotus is deeper than that of ordinary friends. Although I think it is just a friendship, outsiders can see that it is not innocent.
I'm not stupid, so how could I not know how subtle this kind of relationship, which is more than friends but less than lovers, is?
And this kind of feeling is the most difficult to explain.
So I usually choose silence. It's not that I enjoy it, but some things become more confusing the more I explain them. Besides, I'm not sure how things will develop between Little Lotus and me. I like the distance we have now, but that doesn't mean Little Lotus does either. Plus, Little Lotus is even more unpredictable now. Perhaps it's the memories of my past life that make her seem even more worried...
These days, we've tried to avoid traveling with mortals. We only occasionally come across a caravan being robbed and offer our assistance. So, embarrassing moments like these don't happen all the time.
…
"Give."
Little Lotus tore off a hare's leg and handed it to me, her movements natural and without hesitation. His voice, warmer than usual, was warmed by the flames, and it tickled my ears.
When I took it, my fingertips inevitably touched his, but it wasn't a big deal anymore. After all, we'd touched each other more than once or twice, and I was used to it. But... maybe because I'd been thinking too much tonight, I couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
He happened to be looking at me, and the dancing firelight cast tiny golden spots in his eyes, flickering, making his eyes, which were usually too calm, become deep and elusive, as if they contained thousands of words.
There was a warm light between us, and something seemed to be quietly fermenting in the air, which was more disturbing than the aroma of barbecue.
But he quickly looked away, lowered his eyelashes, and went to deal with the remaining rabbit meat, as if the brief eye contact just now was just an illusion.
This is certainly not an illusion.
Nezha sat cross-legged on one side of the fire, holding a fire spear with another rabbit on it, staring intently at the sizzling meat, as if he didn't notice the atmosphere between me and Xiao Lianhua at all.
But I was soon wrong. Nezha was not interested in the roasted rabbit at all.
Because his rabbit meat was burnt. He had been staring at the rabbit meat, but he still let it burn.
I:……
Nezha looked at the rabbit meat that had been roasted into charcoal, snorted lightly, and said coldly: "This wildfire in the mortal world is even more difficult to control than the Samadhi True Fire..."
Me: Smile.
It was Little Lotus who laughed openly. When the two were about to fight, he handed him the roasted rabbit meat.
Nezha raised his eyebrows, but took it without refusing.
Tsk…
I lowered my head to blew on the rabbit leg in my hand and took a careful bite.
The skin is roasted to a crispy and fragrant taste, while the meat inside is tender and juicy, with the fragrance of fruit wood and just the right amount of saltiness, which is unexpectedly delicious.
"Delicious." I said softly, not knowing to whom I was talking.
Little Lotus didn't look up, but just said "hmm" softly and continued to flip the fire spear slowly.
The bonfire crackled in the night, and the dancing flames stretched the shadows of the three people very long, swaying on the forest floor behind them.
At that moment, a massive shadow quietly appeared among the three of us, silently creeping and slowly covering our territory. An indescribable fishy odor, mixed with the damp coolness of the earth, quietly spread, gradually overwhelming the aroma of the barbecue.
The delicious food in my mouth instantly changed its taste. A chill crept up my spine, and I raised my head abruptly, looking past the dancing flames into the darkness behind the little lotus.
Two pinpricks of green light, as large as lanterns, quietly lit up at a very close distance. Its erect pupils constricted, locked onto the figure beside the fire. The subtle rustle of scales scraping against the grass was now distinctly audible. The outline of an immense, serpentine form slowly emerged from the darkness, its raised portion towering above the treetops, casting a shadow large enough to engulf us completely.
Another giant snake...
I made a disgusted face.
Is this the Year of the Snake? This is the second time I've encountered a giant snake. A snake this big must be a demon.
"Little..." The reminder was stuck in my throat.
Just as the giant snake opened its bloody mouth and its fangs reflected a pale poisonous light in the firelight, the little lotus moved.
He hadn't even turned completely around.
But the hand that was slowly flipping the barbecue just now was so fast that it seemed to tear through the air, leaving only an afterimage, and it reached back with incredible precision and domineering posture!
The next moment, his five fingers, like iron clamps, had already clasped tightly onto a part of the giant snake's jaw hidden under its scales.
His movements were smooth and fluid, without any hesitation, as if he had foreseen all this, as if what he was reaching for was not the lifeblood of a giant snake, but just another skewer of roasted rabbit.
Time seemed to stand still.
The giant snake's thunderous attack came to an abrupt halt. Its massive body stiffened, and a flash of disbelief and horror flashed in its giant green eyes.
The gaping maw stopped less than a foot behind Little Lotus's head, poisonous saliva dripping and burning the ground, making a sizzling sound and a pungent stench. It couldn't even utter a sound, as if all its strength had been sapped by that seemingly slender hand.
Little Lotus didn't even look back at it.
His profile remained calm in the firelight, only the golden light dancing in his eyes seemed even colder. He remained half-sideways, one hand still holding the flaming spear with barbecued meat, while the other hand casually strangled the monster that could destroy a city or a stronghold.
The bonfire was still crackling, and the aroma of barbecue mixed with the stench of snake saliva, forming an extremely strange picture.
Nezha, who had roasted new rabbit meat, finally opened his eyelids, glanced at the motionless giant snake, and snorted coldly.
“Too slow.”
I:……
Seeing that I had a dazed expression, Little Lotus frowned and asked, "What's wrong?" Then, she twisted her wrist and broke the snake's head.
The giant snake's huge body twitched violently, and then it fell limply to the ground as if all its bones and flesh had been pulled out, making a dull sound.
Those giant green eyes instantly lost all their ferocity and spirit, becoming gray and deadly, staring straight at the pitch-black night sky. A thick, inextricable smell of blood suddenly exploded, overwhelming the aroma of roasted meat and even the original stench of snake saliva, leaving one suffocating.
Little Lotus loosened her grip, letting the twisted, broken snake head fall heavily to the ground. He turned back, his gaze immediately landing on my face. Seeing my still dazed expression, his handsome eyebrows knitted slightly.
"Are you scared?" he asked, with a barely perceptible inquiry in his voice, as if my reaction concerned him more than strangling a giant monster with his bare hands.
My gaze was uncontrollably glued to the hand he'd just used to commit the crime. Its knuckles were distinct, its skin white and slender. It was still that beautiful hand, if not now stained with a sticky, dark red, almost black snake blood, and a few broken scales gleaming with a cold, faint light. The blood even dripped slowly down his white fingertips.
His stomach churned, not with fear, but with a strong, almost instinctive repulsion. The bloody smell clashed too sharply with the cool, clean aura surrounding him, glaringly unpleasant.
"Your hands..." I frowned, my voice carrying an unexpected urgency and a hint of disgust, "They're so dirty!"
I'd dreamt of him slaying a dragon before, and it was just as bloody, but maybe because it was a dream, I hadn't felt any nausea. Now that I'd felt it up close, I realized just how sickening that nausea was.
The fire nearby crackled, and Nezha chuckled meaningfully, but said nothing. He just continued to toss at the skewer of rabbit meat that seemed to never be roasted properly, as if a giant snake had just died beside him, but only a leaf had fallen.
Upon hearing this, Little Lotus looked down at his bloody hands, seemingly only just noticing the filth. His face was expressionless, with only a slight pause.
Then, very naturally, he extended his hand slightly towards me, without saying anything, just that gesture, as if waiting for something.
I was stunned, then I reacted.
Almost subconsciously, I raised my hand, moved my fingertips slightly, concentrated my mind, and mobilized the moist water vapor in the air. Soon the water vapor gathered at my fingertips, turning into a slender but extremely clear stream of water, accurately washing over his bloody fingers.
The water gently wrapped around his fingertips, carefully washing every inch of his skin, carrying away the glaring dark red and dirty scale fragments one by one, gathering into a pale pink sewage that dripped onto the ground and seeped into the soil. I controlled the size and force of the water, carefully avoiding his sleeve.
He allowed me to do what I wanted in silence, his gaze fixed on his own hands as they were being washed, then seemingly through the water onto my focused face. The flickering light of fire flickered in his eyes, making it impossible to discern his emotions.
There was only the faint sound of trickling water, mixed with the crackling of the campfire.
Soon, the blood on his hands was washed away, returning them to their jade-like whiteness. They even appeared clearer under the firelight because of the infiltration of water.
I withdrew my magic power and the water flow stopped abruptly.
He moved his fingers, turned his palm over and looked at it, then looked up at me. His tone was as calm as usual, but there seemed to be something elusive in it.
"Okay, now it's clean!" he said.
I put my hands on my hips and nodded with satisfaction: "It's clean now."
At this moment, a burning smell hit us, and then our eyes fell on Nezha's burnt rabbit meat...
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