Chapter 267: Beauty Like a Flower (Part 4)
But what are weird objects?
Another question popped into En Zai’s head.
Some vague memories surfaced, but he couldn’t grasp them.
Xiaoxiao saw the confusion and sadness in En Zai’s eyes, and something in her heart was touched. She temporarily put down the knife and removed the cloth from En Zai’s mouth.
Only then did En Zai see that it was the very handkerchief he had returned to Xiaoxiao, now being used on him.
“Xia… Xiaoxiao, why, why, why are you doing this?” En Zai stammered, asking in confusion.
“Because…”
Xiaoxiao’s gaze fell on En Zai’s wrist, and her eyes actually flickered with a morbid obsession, greed, and bloodlust.
This was the first time En Zai had seen such rich and vivid expressions on Xiaoxiao.
But these expressions should not appear on a human face at all.
“Because I want your hand.”
This was Xiaoxiao’s answer, quite self-righteous.
En Zai never expected such a strange reason.
Recalling earlier, Xiaoxiao always intentionally or unintentionally held his hand and stared at his hand, and he had been delighted.
It turned out it was because she “wanted” it?
En Zai felt like the sky had fallen.
“Why?” En Zai was so wronged he was about to cry.
“Of course, because your hand is better!” Xiaoxiao said as if it were obvious, “Strong and powerful, capable of work, dark, rough, and with thick, knobby knuckles.”
“So ugly.”
The more En Zai listened, the more something felt off. If it was ugly, why did she want it?
“Because… well, if I had a hand like yours, people wouldn’t say things like ‘Your hand is so soft, let Uncle touch it,’ or ‘So soft, you must not have helped your mother with chores, you need to be punished.’” Xiaoxiao said with a calm expression.
Upon hearing this, En Zai was momentarily stunned, all his grievances and confusion frozen on his face, unsure how to react.
Seeing that En Zai had nothing to say, Xiaoxiao directly gagged him again.
“It will hurt a bit later, so it’s better to keep your mouth gagged, lest you scream too loudly.”
“Bear with it. I’ve tried it on my chicken, and while it might not cut off immediately and might require a few more chops, I’ll try to be as quick as possible.”
These words made En Zai’s heart pound even more.
This, this, this, it sounded completely unreliable.
But he was already a dead fish on a chopping board, powerless to stop it.
He could only watch as Xiaoxiao, with a distorted look of excitement, raised the cleaver high with both hands.
En Zai watched, his eyes splitting with rage.
With Xiaoxiao’s strength, one chop would certainly not sever it cleanly, but it would definitely be bone-deep, followed by excruciating torture.
Just as she said.
In extreme terror, everything in the world turned into slow motion.
The wind in the courtyard was slow, the falling leaves were slow.
The knife was also very slow, slowly descending in En Zai’s eyes.
Just as he thought he was about to be finished, a dagger appeared in between, blocking the cleaver.
En Zai’s pupils contracted violently.
Could it be… he was saved?
Then, the short blade flicked, actually sending the cleaver flying, landing far away on the ground with a soft “thud.”
Xiaoxiao’s hand tingled from the reverberation, and she took a step back, looking displeased in the direction of the newcomer.
En Zai also followed her gaze, only to see another young girl holding a dagger, her eyes sharp.
The girl looked small, but her posture was tall and straight, and her demeanor was extraordinary.
In this day and age, how could these young girls be so powerful, one after another? En Zai wondered.
Xiaoxiao’s plan was thwarted, and she was very displeased.
“Who are you?”
“You don’t need to know who I am. In short, as long as I’m here, you cannot do anything illegal or disorderly!”
These words were righteous and unassailable.
Xiaoxiao found the words strange and didn’t understand, but she couldn’t win, so she could only return to her original silent state.
En Zai, however, found the tone somewhat familiar and immediately bounced like a shrimp on a hot plate, incredibly excited.
It seemed some memories, originally sealed deep within, were being pried open.
The young girl waved her dagger, making Xiaoxiao retreat a few steps in fear.
Then the young girl walked forward and used her hand to pull out the handkerchief from En Zai’s mouth, tossing it aside.
As soon as the handkerchief was removed, En Zai’s voice, full of emotion, was heard: “Liu Sheng Jie!”
The young girl responded faintly, then used her dagger to untie the ropes on him one by one, helping him regain his freedom.
En Zai’s eyes instantly welled up with tears, wishing he could hug the young girl who was a head shorter than him.
But the young girl was very aloof, holding her dagger horizontally to block his impulse to rush forward.
Not familiar, do not approach.
This was indeed Liu Sheng.
As for why she also came here and became a young girl, it started from when she subdued Jiang Caibin in the private room.
…
At that time, Liu Sheng had already noticed that Jiang Caibin’s state was not quite right.
She originally wanted to call him over to study the weird objects on him. This was a weird object that could enter a high dimension for analysis, and Liu Sheng was extremely eager and would never miss it. For now, she was just temporarily lending it to Jiang Caibin to use.
So Liu Sheng simply went all out and directly performed high dimension analysis on Jiang Caibin, who was hanging on the wall.
There was no other way; the weird objects were inside his body, unlike Hongxing Elementary School, which was separate from Senior Sister Nangong. So she could only analyze Jiang Caibin along with it.
This was her first time in such a situation, and she didn’t know what would happen.
So, when she was about to enter high dimension analysis,
The world warned her that Jiang Caibin would also enter high dimension analysis, and they would share honor and disgrace; if one failed, both would fail.
She panicked then and quickly said those lines, lest Jiang Caibin enter foolishly and directly ruin things.
But she never expected that Jiang Caibin would quickly be assimilated and couldn’t remember what she had said at all…
And when Liu Sheng woke up, she had become a small beggar hiding in the dark corners of a slum, scavenging for food.
This body was still a girl’s; she couldn’t remember her age, but judging by her stature, she should be under ten.
Looking up, opposite was a tofu stall, where a mother and daughter were busy working.
As Liu Sheng watched, her gaze met that of the young girl.
Covered in dirt, she faced this girl, whose beauty was just beginning to blossom, across the street.
After watching for a while, the girl seemed a bit confused as to why this beggar kept staring at her, then thoughtfully said a few words to her mother.
Her mother smiled, scooped something from a wooden bucket with a large ladle, put it in a porcelain bowl, and then scooped another ladle of something, pouring it over.
The girl picked up the porcelain bowl, walked across the bustling street, step by step, to Liu Sheng, and gently placed the bowl in front of her.
It was a bowl of douhua, topped with a spoonful of glistening, tempting syrup, and thoughtfully, a spoon was placed beside it.
“I don’t know if you like sweet or savory, I like sweet, so I took the liberty of pouring syrup for you.”
The girl smiled slightly, like a spring flower blooming.
“Remember to return the bowl to me, I’m just across the street.” The girl finally reminded her, then turned and left.
Liu Sheng looked at the girl’s back and softly murmured her name.
“Lu Siniang.”
The volume was extremely low; the girl didn’t hear it.
Liu Sheng didn’t plan to get to know her just yet; she still needed to observe the situation.
It was enough to know where Lu Siniang was.
Liu Sheng sensed the memories in her mind; she truly was just a little beggar, nameless and parentless. From the moment she had memories, she had been wandering with various displaced people, drifting from one town to another, without a fixed home, often going hungry.
At this time, she had just happened to arrive in this city and happened to be begging on the street where Lu Siniang and her mother had their stall.
Looking at the douhua on the ground, and then at Lu Siniang, who was still young and whose personality seemed completely different from how she would be later, Liu Sheng fell into deep thought.
She picked up the douhua and ate it spoon by spoon.
Hmm, sweet douhua is delicious.
Emphasis: Douhua, both sweet and savory are delicious!!!
