Chapter 28.1

Cherry Red and Lychee Fragrance (7)

Maybe the outside world was very stable so no one bothered her. Li Ruo Shui stayed in this place for three days and had been watching Lu Zhi Yao all this while.

Lu Zhi Yao’s life was extremely boring.

In the morning, he meditated and practiced martial arts. After eating the unpalatable steamed buns and pickles at noon, he continued to practice martial arts. At night, he ate steamed buns and salted vegetables. After listening to his master talk about her resentment and anger over the years, he smiled habitually and then practiced martial arts.

Even though his five senses were sensitive and his talent was very good, his ability to become the best in martial arts was inseparable from his diligent practices.

Li Ruo Shui looked at the master and the disciple’s meal and couldn’t help frowning.

When he followed his mother, he was dressed well even though he ate only steamed buns and vegetables. But now when he followed his master, he was dressed in only normal clothes but still ate steamed buns and vegetables.

He had eaten more steamed buns than Li Ruo Shui when he was young. Perhaps that was why he grew so tall and strong.

“It’s today. Go and turn their birthday banquet upside down.”

Lu Zhi Yao’s master was extremely excited. As soon as it was dawn, she turned her wheelchair to wake Little Lu Zhi Yao and reminded him of what to do.

Little Lu Zhi Yao opened his eyes with a lazy expression. His unfocused eyes “looked” at his master and nodded, then he got up and groped to wash up.

Little Lu Zhi Yao couldn’t comb his own hair. No one had ever taught him. Even the red silk tied on his head was pondered by himself.

Li Ruo Shui never dreamed that in such a life, what really troubled Little Lu Zhi Yao was how to tie his hair.

He knelt down and looked with his eyes open out of focus as he picked up the upper part of his hair with his hands, bit the red silk with his teeth, and kept pulling back the loose hair.

But when he tried to tie it up with red silk, his hair came loose and the red silk was loose.

Little Lu Zhi Yao took a deep breath and maintained a smile on the corner of his mouth. He grasped the hair on the top of his head with his hands tightly and wrapped it again with red silk. At the end, the tied hair drooped to one side and he looked more like a little girl than boy.

So this was the reason why he never tied his hair when he grew up.

After getting his hair done, he ate two steamed buns as usual, ignoring the master who was immersed in joy. He picked up the steamed buns, his sword, his puppet and then left the hut.

Little Lu Zhi Yao had no friends, so he made a few puppets for himself.

These puppet dolls had strange shapes and were very scary in color. Li Ruo Shui had only been there for three days and she was frightened a few times.

He seldom went to the city, and when he was resting after practicing martial arts, he always liked to take the puppets for a walk in the bamboo forest. That was the most leisurely and childlike time of his day.

Little Lu Zhi Yao was walking on the way to the city, holding a puppet in one hand and exploring the way with a sword in the other.

The strange looking puppet was manipulated to make twisting movements and the wood on its body touched and made a clanging sound.

Li Ruo Shui followed behind him, worried.

How could a young child go to the banquet alone?

How could the child leave with just the puppet in his hand?

Li Ruo Shui slandered his master, then shook her head and sighed like an old mother behind him. She had completely forgotten that Little Lu Zhi Yao was going to kill people.

“What are you looking forward to do today?”

He asked the puppet. His misty eyes reflected the terrifying puppet, but his eyes couldn’t focus on it.

Naturally, the puppet couldn’t speak. It could only be controlled by thin lines and made corresponding movements.

Little Lu Zhi Yao pulled its arm again: “Are you looking forward to it?”

Li Ruo Shui: …

It’s just an ugly puppet, why bother with it?

“It’s boring.”

She saw Little Lu Zhi Yao sighed faintly. He raised the puppet with a smile and frowned slightly with regret.

“I thought it would be good if you couldn’t speak, but now it seems that it’s not enough. What’s the point of not being able to speak?”

“It’s better to stay here with these silent bamboos.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he did not hesitate to insert the puppet into the bamboo and continued to drag the sword forward.

Li Ruo Shui looked at the puppet with half of its head in the bamboo joint and couldn’t help but feel a chill in her head. She wished she would not be treated like this in the future.

Looking at the small figure in front of her, Li Ruo Shui once again felt a familiar chill.

Sure enough, a lunatic wasn’t a normal person, even when he was young.

Not long after walking, it started to rain, and Little Lu Zhi Yao turned into a ruined temple without hesitation.

This temple was probably dedicated to the City God, but the statue can no longer be seen. Only the red robe corners showed some of the glory of the past.

He couldn’t see it so he groped and dragged a futon, sat in a meditative posture, propped his jaw boredly, and began to empty himself.

He had seen darkness since he was a child, so he probably didn’t feel anything scary here at this moment.

However, Li Ruo Shui was afraid.

Although she was an outsider who could not be seen or touched by anyone, and even though she was the strangest person in the temple, she was still afraid.

It was dark on a rainy day, even more so in the temple. The robe of the City God was strangely red. Just by looking at this depressing scene, she had already made up 100,000 words for a supernatural novel, “The City God’s Temple.”

Suddenly there was a rustling sound in the corner, and Li Ruo Shui jumped to the side of the Little Lu Zhi Yao with amazing force. She was trying to block herself with his thin, ten-year-old body.

Little Lu Zhi Yao obviously heard this movement. He was not afraid and even became interested in it.

He raised his beautiful eyebrows slightly, beckoned to that place and called out in a very similar way: “Meow.”

Li Ruo Shui stuck her head out from behind him, and saw that a calico cat stuck its head out from the corner of the wall. They looked at each other and she felt embarrassed. Fortunately, no one saw her like this.

People were often not scared to death by the truth, but by their own brains.

Li Ruo Shui looked at the cat and immediately had a deep understanding of this sentence.