Chapter 61 061 It’s fun to be a monster! (Five thousand words in one)
In the blink of an eye, Wang Wu has lived in this wilderness for a week. Although Zhao Xingyue seems to be a little evasive towards him because of something in the past two days, Wang Wu doesn't care.
Anyway, that's how they monsters are. Wang Wu no longer feels that he is a human being at all. Anyway, he is not of the same race as the humans in this world.
The ghost lady came again today, and she came during the day. It's just that she can't get into Wang Wu's demon-suppressing circle, because it has a strong restraint on her, regardless of whether she is a demon or a ghost.
In other words, it should be called 'devil'.
Wang Wu didn't do anything with the ghost lady today. The two just rubbed each other's ears for a while, resting on the thigh of the ghost lady Yuan, touching her little hand as cold as black ice, absorbing the little bit of magic elixir left in her hand.
It is indeed a comfortable life, my family. Modern society is indeed not as good as this, family members.
"It's time to eat, Goro."
Hearing Centipede Niang's voice coming from the side, Wang Wu got up from the ground, kissed Ghost Niang lightly on the face, then walked to the place where Centipede Niang disappeared, picked up the two buckets and walked into the wooden house.
Centipede and the others seem to be very afraid of Zi Yuan, so when Zi Yuan appears, they basically won't stay nearby for too long.
Zhao Xingyue was still lying on the bed, but her mental state was much better than the previous few days, and she could also make some limited movements, but she still couldn't lift her hands and couldn't move her legs.
However, as her stomach and other digestive tracts regenerate, her recovery will speed up. I estimate that I should be able to recover almost enough to leave here around the time of the cold dew.
"It's time to eat. You can eat something from today and you will recover faster." Wang Wu walked into the wooden house carrying the rice bucket and said to Zhao Xingyue who was on the bed.
Outside the door, Zi Yuan was not far away from the demon-suppressing circle, looking at Wang Wu through the door frame. Her eyes only glanced at Zhao Xingyue on the bed, and then she focused all her attention on Wang Wu.
But just this glance was enough to make Zhao Xingyue feel a powerful demonic nature.
Before her death, Yuan, the third daughter of Emperor Yi, successfully fed a demon and swallowed it, becoming a true demon cultivator.
The strength of the True Realm demon cultivator is much stronger than that of the True Realm monks at the same level, not to mention that Ziyuan is obviously a late-stage True Realm monk.
Wang Wu had no idea about Zi Yuan's strength before, but now he does, but he doesn't care.
"That's the one outside the door..." Zhao Xingyue glanced at the female ghost outside the door, then looked away and asked.
"Yes, it's Ziyuan, the ghost girl I mentioned earlier." Wang Wu counted as he opened the lid of the rice bucket, and a scent of aroma suddenly wafted out, making him intoxicated.
I have to say that Er Niang’s craftsmanship is getting better and better.
Today’s lunch is mutton stewed with carrots. Unfortunately, it is wild sheep and is not as good as farmed sheep. The meat quality is a bit worse, but it is worse than the sheep Wang Wu has eaten in his hometown. It has no smell and is very delicious.
Although it is not as fresh and tender as the farmed sheep in Hedong County, it is more chewy and has a unique flavor.
"Hiss, ok, it's so good..." Wang Wu held up the bucket, scooped up a few pieces of meat with a spoon, put it into his mouth and tasted it, and immediately shook his head with joy.
"You have to eat mutton in this autumn, haha..."
A few pieces of mutton and a mouthful of mutton soup. Wang Wu raised his head and looked at Zhao Xingyue on the bed, "Aren't you going to eat?"
he asked.
Zhao Xingyue didn't speak, just looked at him calmly.
"Oh, right." Wang Wu slapped his head, "I remembered that you couldn't move and couldn't eat by yourself."
So, three times, five times and two times divided by two will quickly solve the problem of a bucket of mutton. Wang Wu put down the empty bucket, stood up and came to Zhao Xingyue's bed, picked her up and leaned her on the bed.
When being hugged by Wang Wu, Zhao Xingyue's body tensed up briefly, but soon relaxed.
Later, Wang Wu moved the bucket to the bed and took out a pair of chopsticks from the ring.
"Come." Wang Wu held the bucket, picked up a piece of mutton and brought it to Zhao Xingyue's mouth.
"What's wrong?" Seeing that Zhao Xingyue didn't open his mouth for a long time, Wang Wu asked, "Eating? It's very delicious. Although it may not be as good as the chefs in your human restaurant, but you can't ask for too much here, right?"
"Yes, it's a bit hot..." Zhao Xingyue stuttered.
When Wang Wu stretched out his chopsticks, all kinds of thoughts in Zhao Xingyue's mind burst out again. In the end, reason prevailed over her chaotic emotions, allowing her to say what seemed like a 'rejection'.
"A bit hot?" Wang Wu was stunned, but he still took the chopsticks back, put them to his mouth, blew on them, and then brought them to the other person's mouth again.
When Wang Wu took the chopsticks back, Zhao Xingyue also breathed a sigh of relief. Although she felt a little more disappointed that she didn't realize, but no matter what, at least...
Until Wang Wu blew the mutton and brought it to his mouth.
There was still a slight heat on the mutton. For some reason, she suddenly felt that the heat on it was connected with the breath exhaled from the mouth of the man in front of her.
And when this idea popped into her mind, her lips had already felt the heat and the touch.
Instantly, she felt like something was broken in her head.
His mind went blank, Zhao Xingyue slowly opened his mouth and ate the mutton on Wang Wu's chopsticks.
This actually only happened in a moment, but at this moment, something in Zhao Xingyue's heart was broken.
"Oh, right." Wang Wu took back his chopsticks and realized that his cathode energy seemed to be able to cool down, so he stopped using this extremely inefficient method.
And when Wang Wu stopped blowing the food with his mouth and fed him a few mouthfuls, by some mistake, or under the influence of some kind of emotion, Zhao Xingyue said:
"Still, it's still a little hot."
"How is this possible?" Wang Wu was stunned when he heard this, "I have used my true energy to cool you down, how can it be possible that you are hot?"
Reason returned to the brain instantly, making Zhao Xingyue's face turn red instantly.
However, Wang Wu was lowering his head to scoop out a spoonful of mutton and put it into his mouth, and did not look at Zhao Xingyue. He said while eating:
"Isn't this hot at all?"
"It's just a joke, Brother Wang." When she looked at Zhao Xingyue again, Zhao Xingyue had a teasing smile on her face, looking very natural and without any other emotions.
The bucket of mutton was finished quickly. Zhao Xingyue was a monk, so naturally his eating speed would not be too slow. After eating, Wang Wu realized that Zhao Xingyue was recovering and it seemed inappropriate to eat this.
So he took out some refined grains from the ring. Because storage needs to be taken into consideration, they were all already processed meatballs. The taste is average, but the energy and nutrients it provides are incomparable to ordinary food.
"I almost forgot." Wang Wu poured out a few black balls from a porcelain bottle, then picked up one and brought it to Zhao Xingyue's mouth, "This is more suitable for you to eat now."
Zhao Xingyue didn't squirm much this time, and the expression on her face was normal. She opened her mouth gently and swallowed the grain pill that Wang Wu brought to her mouth.
However, every time Wang Wu's fingers touched her lips, her body would tense up.
"Why do your feet keep moving?"
After feeding three grain pills, Wang Wu took back the porcelain bottle and helped Zhao Xingyue lie down again. He glanced at Zhao Xingyue's boots and found that they had been moving.
"It's been a little itchy for a day or two." Zhao Xingyue said.
This is not because of Wang Wu, it is indeed itchy. After all, these boots have been stuffy on her feet for more than ten days. This is not just a few days, but since she came here.
"Then I'll take it off for you?"
Wang Wu asked.
When Wang Wu fed Zhao Xingyue just now, Zhao Xingyue didn't blush at first, and Wang Wu didn't see her blush at that moment. But at this moment, Wang Wu could clearly see that the woman's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Are you shy?" Wang Wu looked at her like this, "Then forget it, or I can ask Spider Sanniang and the others to help tomorrow..."
"Then, I'll bother you, Brother Wang." Before Wang Wu could finish his words, Zhao Xingyue took the initiative to speak.
"Uh..." Seeing her like this, Wang Wu didn't say anything, nodded, sat next to Zhao Xingyue's legs and started to take off her shoes.
Wang Wu took off his blue-blue cloud-patterned silver-threaded boots, and a faint sour smell suddenly filled the air.
"Hey, it turns out that the feet of you True Realm cultivators also stink?" Wang Wu threw his steaming boots to the ground and asked curiously while untying Zhao Xingyue's foot wrap.
Looking at Zhao Xingyue, he found that her face was so red that she was almost bleeding, and Wang Wu could feel the high temperature of her body even through her clothes.
"I, I am only in the true state. Although I have been reborn, I am not that innocent body..." Zhao Xingyue stammered, "This, this is naturally normal..."
"Haha, it's okay." Wang Wu interrupted her with a smile, "I'm just curious, so I'm asking. Miss Xingyue doesn't need to take this to heart."
"Is it very, very smelly?" After a pause, Zhao Xingyue spoke again and asked stammeringly.
"Very good." Wang Wu nodded and looked at Zhao Xingyue.
"Very good, what is... very good?" Zhao Xingyue was a little confused.
"You know, everyone's acceptance is different, but as for me, I can accept it quite well." Wang Wu said while taking off Zhao Xingyue's other boot and the foot wrap.
Zhao Xingyue said nothing, his face was still red. There was surprise and weirdness in her eyes, but the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.
Although it was quickly smoothed over, it was obvious that Wang Wu's words were quite satisfactory to her.
Putting Zhao Xingyue's legs back on the bed, there was still a smell in the air. Looking at Zhao Xingyue, whose face was still red, Wang Wu asked again:
"How about I go get you a bucket of water to soak your feet? But to be honest, it's just a little bit of foot odor, so you don't need to worry about it so much. I guess my shoes, worn for so many days, might smell worse than yours." Zhao Xingyue felt that she seemed to be on a certain edge, the edge of a certain red line. And if this continues...
But somehow, just when her reason was about to push her to reject Wang Wu's kindness and interrupt this extremely transcendent charm. Suddenly her mind recalled what she had said a few days ago:
"Senior brother must have encountered something that he couldn't escape from, so he couldn't come..."
It’s been so many days...
Zhao Xingyue suddenly realized.
"Brother Wang...don't you dislike it?"
So, under the influence of another sudden surge of emotion, Zhao Xingyue looked at Wang Wu and asked.
"What do you dislike?" Wang Wu didn't understand what the other party meant.
"Wash... my feet for me." Zhao Mingyue looked at him and said softly.
"I didn't say I would wash your feet." Wang Wu looked at her with a strange expression, but then he remembered something and changed his words:
"Uh, okay, I forgot you can't move yet."
After saying that, he nodded, "Okay, after all, doctors are kind-hearted, so I will help you."
After saying that, Wang Wu went out, leaving Zhao Xingyue alone in the house.
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Lying quietly on the bed, Zhao Xingyue felt that her face was burning when she recalled what she had said before.
It didn't take long for Wang Wu to return to the house with a bucket of water, which was even hot.
Although the metal-based skills are not fire-based, the name of the Sun Lun Golden Sword has the word "sun" in it, so it is not a problem to heat something up.
He lifted Zhao Xingyue up again and put something behind her back so that she could sit. Then Wang Wu lifted one of her feet and gently placed it on the water surface.
"How is the temperature?"
"It's... pretty good." Zhao Xingyue's voice was as low as a gnat. If it weren't for Wang Wu's good hearing, he really wouldn't be able to hear.
So Wang Wu put her legs in.
When putting down the other foot, Zhao Xingyue's toes accidentally brushed the tip of Wang Wu's nose because her body was tight and stiff.
"Hug...sorry..."
"It's okay." Wang Wu rubbed his nose. Just like he said, he didn't care about it at all.
"Are my feet too big?" Zhao Xingyue asked with a blushing face as she looked at the barrel that could not fully accommodate her feet.
"It's a bit small." Wang Wu glanced at Zhao Xingyue's feet soaked in the water, reached in and picked them up, and helped rub the spaces between his toes and soles.
If her body hadn't recovered yet, Zhao Xingyue felt that she would have jumped up right now.
Zhao Xingyue was very tall, slightly taller than Mouse Lady, close to 1.8 meters, about 1.79 or 1.78 meters.
Naturally, a person of this height would not have a small foot size. She was actually a little dissatisfied with this. After all, size 42 was not in line with the current popular aesthetics.
Although foot binding is not practiced here, social custom also favors smaller ones.
After washing one foot, he replaced it with the other. Although Wang Wuzuo felt nothing, Zhao Xingyue felt a strong throbbing coming from a certain part of his body like a tide.
The throbbing even made her feel some tingling sensation.
It comes from the deepest part of the body, the most primitive, and instinctive throbbing.
"It's done."
After casually rubbing Zhao Xingyue's feet, Wang Wu lifted Zhao Xingyue's feet out of the bucket and picked up the towel on the side to wipe her.
"Your feet are much smaller than those of Sanniang and Erniang." Looking at Zhao Xingyue's slender toes, Wang Wu commented:
“But it’s good to be smaller, and it looks pretty.”
After saying that, Wang Wu stood up and walked out with the bucket. Zhao Xingyue was lying on the bed, panting heavily as if he was surviving a disaster.
Wang Wu's words echoed in his mind, and the previous touch still remained on his skin, and a strange feeling came to his mind.
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Zhao Xingyue recovered very well, and on the tenth day, her limbs gradually began to be able to do some simple movements.
The repair of internal organs is getting faster day by day due to the intake of food and the demon pill.
But since that day Wang Wu fed this woman and washed her feet. Wang Wu found that this woman seemed to be pushing her too far.
"Fuck, do you think I'm your slave?!?!"
Wang Wu wanted to scold her loudly, but when he saw the demon clan skills and gold bars that Zhao Xingyue took out, Wang Wu fell silent.
Human clans will raise monster beasts, so naturally they can also raise monster clans.
In order to allow the demon clan to better serve humans, humans will naturally develop various techniques suitable for them.
However, this technique often has a backdoor to facilitate human control.
But the technique given by Zhao Xingyue is not the same, because it is a technique that comes from a demon city where the demon city gathers.
As for whether this technique is trustworthy, after Zhao Xingyue pointed to the sky and swore a poisonous oath to enter the demonic realm, there is no doubt about its trustworthiness.
Swearing poison is really useful in this world.
"Brother Wang?"
At lunch time, Wang Wu was rubbing elbows with Sanniang Er outside the wooden house. He was chatting with each other when Zhao Xingyue's call from inside the house made his face freeze.
"What happened again?"
He walked into the house reluctantly, looked at Zhao Xingyue with a smile in his eyes, and asked.
"I'm a little hungry again. Can you give me a few more grain pills?"
Wang Wu took out a porcelain bottle and placed it next to her.
Zhao Xingyue reached out to pick it up, but failed to pick it up several times.
So Wang Wu sighed, sat next to her, opened the bottle, poured out a few grain pills and fed them to her.
Healing injuries, practicing martial arts, slaying demons, absorbing demonic energy, and learning cultural lessons to understand the human world.
In the past ten days, Wang Wu's life has been like this.
It’s not just his cultural level that has improved by leaps and bounds. Likewise, the progress of his skills is the same.
Zhao Xingyue is a good bait and can attract a large number of demons.
And in the next few days, she could also use magic weapons to assist Wang Wu when he was killing demons at night.
This woman probably had too much life, and even though her mobility had been fully restored, she still let him feed her and even wash her feet. This woman seemed to be addicted to foot washing.
Fortunately, he didn't ask for help to change clothes, otherwise Wang Wu would really have become a slave.
Time soon came to the cold dew, and the frost was about to arrive at this time, with only about a week left.
In the morning, Wang Wu finished absorbing the magic pill, crushed the ineffective magic pill in his hand into powder, and threw it into the air.
Turning to look at the wooden bed behind him, there was no one there. There were only a few gold ingots pressed on a piece of paper, and beside them were an exquisite jade pendant, three books, and three jade slips.
Looking towards the bed, a pair of silver-threaded boots with cocked heads were still neatly placed there, which made Wang Wu have a strange expression on his face.
"That... Zhou person... is gone..."
Zi Yuan's voice sounded outside the door. She spoke in Da Zhou Mandarin, stammering.
"Yes." Wang Wu answered in business language.
Wang Wu learned the Shang Dynasty language from Zhao Xingyue. Zhao Xingyue knew it, but his time was limited, so he didn't learn much.
But she left the book with Wang Wu, so that wasn't a problem.
Ziyuan learned Mandarin from Wang Wu, and she actually just "came" to this world, because she even woke up from her tomb after Wang Wu traveled through time.
"Yes, I know." Wang Wu said as he walked outside the door to disperse the demon-slaying circle.
Zi Yuan instantly came behind Wang Wu and clung to his back.
"Five... Lang."
"Huh?" Wang Wu rubbed her affectionately.
"I think..."
(End of chapter)