Sueños Florales en la Ciudad

Capítulo 294

As I pondered, my eyes fell upon an exquisite pavilion.

This place is called Xiaojingxuan, which was his mother's residence when she came to Yinling Island. Now it is where Zhu Huihui lives.

The room was pitch black, without a single ray of light.

Feng Xuese smiled slightly, walked to the pavilion, stood for a moment, and then decided not to disturb Zhu Huihui's sweet dream. Just as she turned to leave, she suddenly felt that things might not be so good—

There was no one inside the Small Mirror Pavilion!

His senses were very sharp; even though he was standing outside the pavilion, he could faintly hear a soft snore coming from inside—no need to ask, it was Hua Hua's voice.

Grey Grey has been a wanderer for years, sleeping on the streets or in dilapidated temples. He's gotten used to having Flower as a companion, and even when he lives in a nice house, he only feels at ease when one of them sleeps in a bed and the other in a corner. So, under normal circumstances, the two are inseparable.

But now, only Hua Hua's snoring can be heard in the small mirror pavilion; there is no sound of human breathing.

Feng Xuese's heart tightened: Had something happened to Huihui?

Then he dismissed the idea. If something had happened to Grey, that big fat pig would probably have been squealing already, and wouldn't still be snoring.

He darted in through the upstairs window and quickly checked the floor and windows.

Sure enough, apart from Hua Hua sleeping soundly downstairs, there was no sign of Zhu Huihui, and the bed wasn't even wrinkled!

Feng Xuese remained silent for a moment, then spun around and slipped out of the window, leaping and bounding to another courtyard.

The houses on Hidden Spirit Island are built against the mountain, and there are not many servants to begin with. At night, they all stay in the servants' quarters, which are some distance away from the master's and guests' houses.

Therefore, Feng Xuese immediately deduced that there was still no one in this courtyard!

However, the doors and windows of the house in the center were wide open.

He entered gracefully, and with a casual glance, he saw the burnt-out candle ash, the overturned teacup, and a blue brick covered with a thick cloth on the ground.

On Hidden Spirit Island, even the servants are skilled in martial arts. So, the only person who would hit a weak and frail woman on the back with a brick is that good-for-nothing girl!

Standing in the room, Feng Xuese recalled a sentence and suddenly felt a chill run through her body.

During the day, when Yu Xiaoyao was around, she once said something to me: "Steamed is delicious, braised is even better, and grilled over charcoal, it has a unique flavor!"

Actually, the reason she said that was because Zhu Huihui asked her a question in a very low voice: "My antidote. Should it be eaten raw or cooked?"

Feng Xuese didn't mean to eavesdrop; she just had such keen hearing that she naturally heard it.

Now he finally understood why Zhu Huihui, who was afraid of death, wasn't worried when she learned that she might not live past twenty. It was because her mother, Yu Xiaoyao, had prepared an antidote for her!

Therefore, Zhu Huihui's actions of taking away Chen Muwan must not have been well-intentioned!

Inside the cave, a bonfire was burning.

Beside the fire lay a burlap sack, its opening tightly tied, inside which lay a human-shaped body lying quietly.

That person is Chen Muwan.

When Chen Muwan encountered Zhu Huihui, a master of surprise attacks, brick blows, and sack-like maneuvers, she didn't even know how she had been ambushed! Zhu Huihui's brick blow was quite skillful; she wasn't seriously injured, but she remained unconscious.

Zhu Huihui sat by the fire, examining the burlap sack, resting his chin on his hand as he pondered deeply:

We've captured the "antidote," so what's next?

Using a person as an antidote—let alone taking it, the thought of it is terrifying! Ugh! It's all my fault for being so "wicked"! But if I didn't bite Miss Mu, I wouldn't live past twenty—come to think of it, I don't even know how old I am this year. What if I'm already nineteen? Then I'll be kicking the bucket soon…

My mother always says that when you're alive, you can't afford to lose out on anything you eat—if you die because you're afraid and don't take the "antidote," that's the biggest loss, a loss you can't even recoup. So comparatively, eating meat is better than losing out! Besides, we're not really cannibalizing people, we're just taking the "antidote"!

It's just an antidote, what's there to be afraid of or feel guilty about?

She quickly resolved the "to eat or not to eat" question. The next question was: how to eat?

According to my mother, the antidote can be eaten raw or cooked, it doesn't really matter, but she didn't say how much to take! So should I just gnaw on one of her fingers, or should I eat her whole arm and leg?

Furthermore, what if I bite Miss Mu and she goes back and complains to the hero and his wife? Even if others don't say anything, the hero won't let me off the hook! He might even cut off my own arm or leg and return it to Miss Mu—wouldn't that be harming others only to harm myself?

To avoid this situation, the best way, of course, is to prevent Miss Mu from going back—murdering her to silence her would be ideal, but the fear is that if they can't find Miss Mu, they might suspect them. But Miss Mu is such a grown woman, and she can't possibly finish a meal in one sitting…

I suddenly remembered a story I once heard on the street, a tale about a monster wanting to eat Tang Sanzang's flesh, and I couldn't help but sigh: Alas! Other monsters have many lesser demons helping them eat, while I only have Huahua. Even if the two of them ate together until they were stuffed to death, it would be enough for me and a pig to eat for many days, wouldn't it?

She was preoccupied with how to take the "antidote" without leaving any evidence, but the more she thought about it, the more difficult the situation seemed. Just as she was worrying, her vision suddenly darkened, and a chilling aura enveloped her, seemingly suppressing even the raging flames.

Zhu Huihui suddenly looked up and met a pair of eyes that were bright as autumn waves and cold as ice. The word "hero" almost slipped out. She covered her mouth, jumped up, and ran out of the cave!

Maple-colored arm stretched out and draped over her shoulder.

Zhu Huihui lunged forward, but couldn't move at all. She mustered her courage and tried to hook Feng Xuese's foot, attempting to knock him to the ground so she could escape.

Seeing that she was such a useless piece of trash, yet still dared to lay a hand on him without fear of death, Feng Xuese was both amused and annoyed. He casually picked her up and swept her out of the cave. After walking several dozen feet, he finally threw her heavily to the ground.

Zhu Huihui was in considerable pain from the fall, and shamelessly lay on the ground, refusing to get up. She wondered how the hero had found her.

Feng Xuese looked down at him coldly and said, "What are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

"I...I'll just wander around!" Zhu Huihui said with a grin. She suddenly jumped up, stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Feng Xuese's eyes, but Feng Xuese slapped her hand down with a "smack".

Zhu Huihui was actually happy after being hit: "Great hero, are your eyes better now?"

Feng Xuese remained unmoved by her emotions, her gaze as cold as ice.

This child is absolutely outrageous! Not only did she ambush and attack Miss Mu, but she also carried her all this way. If I had arrived even a moment later, Miss Mu might have been harmed!