CH 175

"Clack clack clack" The sound of the hoofbeats was rhythmic and crisp.

The wheels of the carriage rolled slowly over the hoofprints, followed by the large footprints of Gao Zhijian.

The group continued to walk along the path with the carriage.

Everyone seemed to have something on their mind, and occasionally someone would steal a glance at Li Huowang, the leader.

In their eyes, Li Huowang was clearly dead. Even without attracting flies, they had checked many times and he was definitely dead.

But he suddenly came back to life, and everything was just too strange.

Of course, the strangeness did not end there. His body suddenly came out of the grave, he rambled on about the world being crazy, and then he suddenly passed out.

It all happened too fast for them to digest.

If Li Shixiong hadn't still looked like his familiar old self, they would have thought that something else had taken over his body.

The only thing that made them feel relieved was that Li Shixiong, who had woken up again, sat there for a while in a daze before returning to his old self.

When they asked what had happened, the only answer they got was that everything was over.

He said it was over, so it was over. No one dared to ask again. As long as people were alive, it was good.

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"Rest, let's eat dinner..." Li Huowang's words made the wheels of the carriage stop.

Some people went to fetch water, some went to gather firewood, and some went to pick wild vegetables. After experiencing so many days, they cooperated quite well.

Li Huowang didn't do anything. He sat there, using the remaining sunlight to flip through the translated version of the "Fire Coat Scripture".

Yingzi's handwriting gradually appeared in front of Li Huowang's eyes. With Danyang Zi's death, Li Huowang's disappeared cognition gradually returned. He was no longer illiterate, and he could fully understand what was written on it.

This also indirectly explained that Danyang Zi was really dead, not just pretending like before.

The "Fire Coat Scripture" was marked with Yingzi's characters, and through the translation, Li Huowang gradually mastered the usage of this strange book wrapped in wax.

But this thing was not easy to learn. It said that when using magic, one must have compassion.

To use magic, one actually needed to stir up emotions. This was something Li Huowang hadn't expected.

As Li Huowang recited the vague incantations, the white wax on the book gradually melted and began to form into a ball.

However, Li Huowang was interrupted before he could practice for long.

"Li Shixiong, hehe~ Li Shixiong, are you busy?" The grinning Gouwa approached with a few dry pieces of firewood in his armpit.He looked around and saw that Bai Lingmiao, who was picking wild vegetables, had not yet returned. He leaned in and deliberately lowered his voice to ask, "Li Shixiong, I burned two paper women at your grave to honor you before, while Bai Shimie wasn't around."

"Um?"

Seeing Li Huowang's eyebrows furrow, Gouwa, with his sly eyes, looked around and continued to ask, "Li Shixiong, did you receive those two women earlier?"

Gouwa's words left Li Huowang speechless. "I never died."

"I know you're alive, but didn't you die before? I thought if you received them, I would burn more women for myself."

"I never died before. What are you talking about?"

"But you were clearly out of breath at the time. We even waited three days to bury you. How come you weren't taken to the underworld by the ox-headed and horse-faced guards? By the way, what does the underworld look like?"

Li Huowang impatiently scrutinized him, thinking about how to end this unproductive conversation as soon as possible. "I received them."

"Wow! That's great!" Gouwa was overjoyed, clapping his hands and almost jumping up. He began to calculate something in his mind.

"What did you receive?" A female voice came from behind, startling Gouwa.

He turned around and saw Bai Lingmiao and Chun Xiaoman, who had returned from picking wild vegetables. He quickly laughed it off. "It's nothing. I was just chatting with Li Shixiong."

For dinner that day, they had noodle dumplings, a simple and convenient dish made by adding flour to cold water, kneading it into a semi-wet dough, and squeezing it into the pot from the tiger's mouth. When the dumplings floated up, Bai Lingmiao picked up a large spoonful of lard from a can and put it in the black iron pot, followed by the easiest-to-cook green wild vegetables.

In no time, the white dumplings and green vegetables were rolling in the water. Seeing this scene and smelling the aroma, everyone couldn't help but salivate. After a long journey, everyone needed to replenish their energy.

"Hey, I never thought that even I, Cao Cao, would have the chance to eat white noodles every day. Where can I reason with that?" Gouwa proudly said, tapping his chopsticks.

The first steaming bowl that was scooped out of the pot naturally belonged to Li Huowang. Bai Lingmiao brought it to him, and when she saw him take it with both hands and eat it hungrily, a joyful smile appeared on her face.

Her Li Shixiong didn't lie to her. That broken hand really grew back.

"What are you looking at? Aren't you going to eat?" Li Huowang asked.

Bai Lingmiao nodded and also took a bowl, squatting obediently beside Li Huowang and starting to eat.There weren't many people in the group, but with Gao Zhijian and Bai Lingmiao, two big eaters, they managed to finish a pot of noodles without leaving any soup.

After washing the dishes, it was getting dark outside and there was nothing else to do at night. They quickly started a campfire and went to sleep.

Tonight, Gao Zhijian was on night watch, and with the sensitive sense of smell of Mantou, Li Huowang didn't have to worry too much. After washing up by the river, he lay down in the carriage and went to sleep early.

Not long after closing his eyes, Li Huowang felt a soft body crawl into the corner of his blanket. He grabbed her and gently hugged her into his arms.

After a while, Li Huowang felt the other person's hands wrap around him and tighten, almost burying their body inside his own. Soon, Li Huowang felt his chest getting wet, and heard a pitiful sob.

"Why are you crying?" Li Huowang gently stroked Bai Lingmiao's hair.

"My mother always taught me that a good wife should be diligent, good at managing the household, generous, able to speak well, and not interfere with men's affairs. But do you know? I'm really afraid that one day, you'll disappear like that day and never wake up again..."

The carriage fell silent, and Li Huowang could feel the other person's sincere feelings towards him. Bai Lingmiao's voice was tinged with a sob.

"Li Shixiong, why do you always bear everything on your own? Why don't you tell me? Am I really nothing to you?"

"Because I don't want you to get hurt. But since everything has passed, I'll tell you everything."

Li Huowang lowered his head and kissed Bai Lingmiao's hair, then began to explain the whole story to her, from Qingfeng Temple to Maozhimen.

But then he suddenly got stuck.

"What happened later? Did Danyang Zi die? How did you come back?" At the crucial moment, Bai Lingmiao's heart couldn't help but hang in suspense.

Li Huowang's expression became strained, and veins bulged on his forehead as he instinctively held his head.

"Those...those...things!! I...I don't know how to describe them! I can't put it into words!!"

Sorry, I just finished writing a volume yesterday and planned to rest today, so there's only one chapter today. I'll continue updating tomorrow. Good night everyone.