Chapter 36 Chapter 36 Are You Stupid?
Ye Nanque couldn't answer this question.
Why did they do this to him? Perhaps it was because Heaven, before giving a man a great responsibility, must first make him suffer in heart and in body...
He couldn't bring himself to say that, even though he knew it made sense.
He sat down beside Mu Jiulin until the sky was completely dark and the stars came into view. Mu Jiulin finally stopped moving, soaking wet, leaning against Ye Nanque as if he had been pulled out of the water.
Ye Nanque said dryly, "It's getting dark."
Mu Jiulin: "Are there any stars here?"
Ye Nanque: "Yes, a lot."
Mu Jiulin didn't say anything else.
After a long while, he finally said, "It's cold."
Ye Nanque patted his butt and stood up. He lit another pile of hay and rubbed his hands. "It's still quite cold here. I'll get some firewood tomorrow."
He had just used spiritual power to light the hay, and Mu Jiulin sensed it: "Are you a cultivator?"
Ye Nanque made up a story, "Well, when I was young, I practiced for a few years to follow the trend, but I gave up because I didn't have the aptitude. It's good to live in seclusion here and become a woodcutter, haha."
Mu Jiulin: "Tomorrow, I'll go collect firewood with you."
Ye Nanque originally wanted to refuse and tell him to just rest in the room, but she was afraid that saying this would make Mu Jiulin feel like a burden, so she took care of his self-esteem and said "Okay".
Mu Jiulin was quite efficient in picking up firewood, which basically didn't give him too much trouble. He walked slowly but steadily, without any need for his care. He also held a handful of dry firewood that the two of them had picked up in his hands.
Mu Jiulin spoke much less, and the few words he did say were all about asking about Ye Nanque's background.
Ye Nanque knew that he was still wary, so he portrayed himself as a middle-aged man in his thirties who had lost his fighting spirit and came here to live in seclusion.
Mu Jiulin even tried to comfort him: "Brother Ye An, everyone has different strengths. You just haven't found what suits you yet."
Ye Nanque chuckled, threw another bundle of firewood into his arms, and picked a few kind-looking wild mushrooms: "Don't mention it, it's all old."
Mu Jiulin: "Well, let's not talk about it."
At this moment, Mu Jiulin looked like the well-behaved junior apprentice again. Ye Nanque felt soft-hearted and walked over to touch Mu Jiulin's head. "Let's go home, light a fire, and make some soup."
Mu Jiulin's mouth curled up slightly into an inconspicuous arc, and he smiled for the first time in a long time: "Yeah."
The mushrooms were fresh and delicious, even without seasoning. There was only one bowl. After all, this place was originally designed for the protagonist to escape and live here alone. With only the protagonist, Ye Nanque living here was completely superfluous. He had protested to the system, but to no avail. He had no choice but to give the only bowl to Mu Jiulin and started eating from the pot himself.
Halfway through the meal, Mu Jiulin asked him, "Brother Ye is such a great cook. What are you picking?"
Ye Nanque chewed and chewed: "Mushroom."
Mu Jiulin: "I know. I want to ask, which one is it?"
Ye Nanque recalled how they looked before being put into the pot, gestured a bit, then retracted his hand when he remembered that Mu Jiulin couldn't see them: "Ah... inside, white umbrellas with white stems, the umbrellas look smaller, as if they are folded up..."
Mu Jiulin listened quietly for a while, then put down the bowl silently: "So, you don't know Brother Ye."
Ye Nanque continued chewing: "Don't worry, I know that brightly colored mushrooms are poisonous. This kind has no color and looks elegant and kind."
Mu Jiulin: "Brother Ye, you should eat less. Next time, let me check the ingredients you pick first... let me touch them before you cook them."
Ye Nanque drank up all the soup in the pot and said "oh".
That night, Ye Nanque started vomiting. I don’t know if it was because of the mushrooms, but why did he vomit while Mu Jiulin was fine?
Although they were monks and could go without food for a long time, they couldn't stand the constant vomiting. Ye Nanque was dizzy and nauseous from vomiting, and he thought to himself that the mushroom head was really evil.
Mu Jiulin went out for a while and came back covered in mud. He grabbed two handfuls of grass, washed them, crushed them, and fed them to Ye Nanque: "Eat it, it's useful."
He vomited until his mouth was filled with bitterness. He leaned on Mu Jiulin's shoulder. When he heard him say "useful", he swallowed it down without asking anything. Only after he finished eating did he remember: "How did you find it?"
Mu Jiulin: "I have dug these herbs before, and I remember their shapes and tastes. I have plant spirit roots, so I can sense them to some extent."
By the way, Mu Jiulin is a plant spiritual root.
The herbal medicine was really effective. Less than an hour after taking it, Ye Nanque stopped vomiting.
Mu Jiulin is really a good hand at home.
Many days later, they built a fence and repaired the roof of the wooden house's yard. Mu Jiulin said he wanted to plant some flowers and plants in the yard, saying that the yard would definitely look beautiful when they bloomed.
It was late at night when he said this, but Mu Jiulin didn't know it was late at night and thought it was already daybreak.
It was a rare request for him, so Ye Nanque agreed with him: "The weather is nice today, I'll go out and see if I can find it. Don't run around at home."
Ye Nanque found the fruit spirit again. The fruit spirit dared not say anything but swayed its round body from side to side and said aggrievedly, "Where can I find you bright and beautiful flowers at this late hour? You senior monks don't need to sleep, but us little fairies still need to sleep."
Ye Nanque felt guilty, so he took out a pill from his spirit bag, squatted down and placed it on his head: "Be good, help me again this time, this is your reward."
The fruit spirit took the pill from its head, held it to its nose and took a deep sniff. Its expression instantly turned flattering, and it skipped forward. "You've asked the right person. Follow me. I don't know much about other things, but I know everything about flowers and plants. The most beautiful flower here is the parrot vine, but it's a bit chatty and likes to imitate people."
Ye Nanque is not afraid of being a chatterbox, because he is a chatterbox anyway, so the good-looking one is enough.
After walking for a while behind the fruit spirit, he saw a field of goose yellow flowers under the moonlight. It was the most beautiful scene he had seen since he came to the Tuzhou wilderness. Ye Nanque patted a few parrot vines, but the parrot vines did not say a word.
Ye Nanque: "Didn't you say they love to imitate human speech? Why are they silent?"
The fruit spirit said: "You are stupid. Even if they want to learn to speak like humans, they need someone to speak in front of them. This is the Great Wilderness. There hasn't been a human in the past few years. These parrots have never heard of human speech."
Luo Yi, the parrot who had heard people talk, said: "You are stupid."
Parrot Luo Er: "You are stupid."
Ye Nanque: “…”
Seeing Ye Nanque quietly running to the other side of the flower field and starting to dig, the fruit spirit was puzzled: "Why did you go over there?"
Ye Nanque: "Those ones have bad mouths, we can't have them."
Mu Jiulin was already in a bad mood. If there were a bunch of parrots in the yard saying "You are stupid, you are stupid" to him, he was really afraid that he would be unable to get over it.
Out of consideration for Mu Jiulin, Ye Nanque picked a handful of flowers that had not been contaminated and taught them a lot of nice things along the way.
There are weather-related ones, such as "The moon is so beautiful today" and "The sun is so bright today." There are also mindless flattery ones, such as "Great" and "You are so amazing." There are also interjections such as "Wow," "Yo," and "Wow."
Ye Nanque taught all the way until his mouth was dry and his tongue was parched.
However, he discovered a bug in the parrot, which was that it had a low IQ. Sometimes it could speak complete sentences, and sometimes it could only utter one or two words. It was still the same after he taught it many times.
Ye Nanque couldn't help but point at the one that looked darker than the others, a particularly goose-yellow one: "Xiao Huang, you're the most unteachable child."
Xiao Huang drooped her flower bud in shame.
Before he reached the wooden house, Ye Nanque had already seen Mu Jiulin standing at the door from afar. He walked over proudly and let Mu Jiulin touch the flowers in his arms.
Mu Jiulin touched them one by one, and the parrots spoke one after another.
"The moonlight is so beautiful today", "The sun is so nice", "You are so great", "This child is incorrigible".
Ye Nanque held Xiao Huang down and said, "Don't listen to the last sentence. Haha, so embarrassing."
Mu Jiulin laughed. His smile was very charming under the moonlight. His skin was white, delicate and smooth, as if coated with a layer of warm glow. Ye Nanque was fascinated by him for a moment and forgot what he was going to say.
Mu Jiulin said, "I have a favor to ask Brother Ye for help."
Ye Nanque: "Just say it."
Mu Jiulin: "I have thought of a way to suppress the Soul-Eating Cocoon with spiritual power. However, the spiritual energy in Tushan Wilderness is thin, which is not conducive to cultivation. The spiritual energy grows slowly, and I need to borrow external forces."
Ye Nanque understood: "Do you need me to transfer some spiritual energy to you? Of course I can, but I have only been practicing for a few years, so it will be of little use to you."
Mu Jiulin smiled and said, "That's not it. I have a set of elixirs on me, but I need someone to take them with me to practice. Brother Ye, you are such a good person and have a good foundation in cultivation. Why don't you and I take the elixirs and practice together?"
The elixir you are talking about is not the love medicine that Yan Xichuang gave you... Ye Nanque smiled awkwardly, his eyes rolled, and he felt something was wrong. He was also present on the day when Yan Xichuang gave you the medicine. He remembered Yan Xichuang said that this medicine was prepared for lovers.
The two of them...are not good.
Mu Jiulin tilted his head: "What's wrong, Brother Ye, don't you believe me? We have lived together for such a long time, you know I won't hurt you."
Ye Nanque said cautiously, "I heard that the Painting Immortal Sect has a medicine called Duqing, which has this effect. Could the elixir you are talking about be Duqing?"
Mu Jiulin: "Yes, that's right."
Ye Nanque: "...Isn't this medicine prepared for lovers? You and I are two grown men, and if we make this, I'm afraid..."
Mu Jiulin said seriously: "What is affection and what is heartlessness? In my humble opinion, if two people treat each other sincerely, there is already true love. Brother Ye, you are kind and treat me well. Isn't this also a kind of friendship?"
Although it sounds like a sophistry, it does make some sense.
Ye Nanque was still hesitating.
Mu Jiulin slowly lowered his eyelashes: "It's okay, I understand Brother Ye's concerns."
Ye Nanque walked in holding the flowers, laughing: "It's good that you understand, it's good that you understand."
Mu Jiulin's voice came softly from behind him: "It's okay, Brother Ye, you don't have to be embarrassed. Although, this may be my only chance."
Ye Nanque paused.
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