378 Vegetable Washing and Load Carrying (1/2)

Chapter 378: Vegetable Washing and Load Carrying

Translator: TransnEditor: Transn

Under the red light of the torch, mottled blood on the footprints was like a dot of ink. Looking at the spot, Ning Que's face became a little pale, and he discovered that he was directly shaken back to the original place by the inhibition at the entrance of the cave.

His left shoe had already been smashed into something like cotton wool. He stretched out his hand and tore it off. Struggling to sit up and looking at the entrance of the cave, which had been shrouded in the night, he could not help feeling scared.

Previously, he slammed into the wall at the entrance of the cave. At the moment that he was reaching the obstacle, the dense and even viscous Qi of Heaven and Earth seemed to sense something and suddenly rose violently and became an ocean of ​​terror, which directly swept both his awareness and body away!

Ning Que had never been to the Kingdom of Song, nor had he seen the famous Sea of Storms. But he believed that even the real Sea of ​​Storms would not be more terrifying than the ocean he had sunk into earlier.

The ocean, formed by the dense Qi of Heaven and Earth, was shaking violently from the bottom to the surface. Thousands of huge whirlpools had left him no time to react or struggle but pressed him directly to the depths of the ocean. The ubiquitous pressure in the deep Ocean of Qi turned into countless needles, punctured through his clothes, and pierced into his body.

The Great Spirit, which seemed rich in Ning Que's body, was like a candlelight in this furious ocean. It was extinguished in an instant, with light scattering around with those fine needles. The pain caused by those countless needles directly destroyed the protection of his sense of perception and made him extremely miserable.

Finally, the furious ocean produced a wave that sent him back to shore with ease.

He could feel that the power of the wave was merely 1/10,000th of the strength of the ocean, but it seemed to be stronger than Xia Hou's fist in the Wildness of the Hulan Sea!

Sangsang heard the sound, hurriedly ran out of the hut, and saw Ning Que lying on the ground under the torchlight. Shocked, she ran into the cliff cave without hesitation.

Ning Que swallowed the blood that had welled up into his mouth, and shouted, ”Do not come in!”

Being together and overcoming hardships for so many years, in order to survive, the two people had already developed a tacit understanding. Regardless of the circumstances, Sangsang always did what Ning Que told her unconditionally, and it had become something of an instinct. So upon hearing Ning Que's shout, Sangsang stopped entering the cliff cave no matter how worried she was.

Leaning against the stone wall and looking at the pale face of Ning Que, she asked with a tremble in her voice, ”What happened?”

Using his hand to lift up his left foot onto his right knee, Ning Que closed his eyes and began to meditate.

The Great Spirit flowed slowly in his body, confirming that there were no major problems in the sense of perception, Snow Mountain, or the Ocean of Qi, as well as the whirl of the lower abdomen— especially confirming that the previous violent ocean had not destroyed the Great Spirit in his body. He calmed down and whispered, ”I'm fine. Still alive.”

He had had so many injuries during his life and Sangsang had seen him get injured so many times. As long as the injury was not too bad, neither of them would take it too seriously. It was all right if he was not dying.

As the turbulent sense of perception became quieter and quieter, Ning Que stood up and walked slowly to the entrance of the cliff cave. He reached out his hand and pressed something gently in the air, immediately feeling obstructed. It did not feel like water, but more like a skin bag filled with water, soft but unbreakable.

”Why didn't I feel the inhibition when I walked in?”

He looked at the entrance of the cliff cave and thought about the magic of the inhibition. No wonder the Senior Brothers and Sisters were shocked during the day. It would not be a short time if one really wanted to break through it.

Knowing that it was certainly a long process, he gradually calmed down and made a psychological preparation for the upcoming long-lasting battle. After being silent for a moment, he looked at Sangsang and said with a smile, ”No matter what, we should eat first, or we will die of starvation without even aging. Let's go and see if there's anything to eat in the hut.”

He wanted to relax Sangsang using these words, but how could Sangsang feel at ease when looking at his pale face, his gloomy expression and forced smile, as well as the blood on his chest?

”We have rice, oil, vegetables, and meat in the hut. I don't know when they were prepared. I had steamed the rice before, but the water in the tank only lasts for a maximum of ten days. I don't know where to get the water, either.”

Sangsang reported the current situation to him, and then walked back to the hut to get dinner ready.

On the silent cliffs, the stars were flashing in the night sky, and the floating clouds were faintly visible. This place was so cold and lonely that it seemed not to be in the human world anymore.

Ning Que leaned against the wall of the cave and looked at the night view in front of the cliff, feeling down. Although he knew that there had to be a profound reason for imprisoning him here, he still felt a little bit angry and upset. ”I have done nothing wrong. Why should I get imprisoned in this ghost-like place like a repenting cliff?”

A sound of water came from the right front side. He looked over and found that Sangsang was washing vegetables on the edge of the cliff. The little girl probably had no idea of the wonderful scenery of the cliffs or the idea of feeling small in front of the grand world. After finishing washing the vegetables, she poured the muddy water directly down the cliff.

Maybe only Sangsang could ignore such a dangerous cliff and concentrate on washing vegetables at the edge of the cliff. Did the white clouds under the cliff that were always soaked by the clear waterfall have the same feeling as when the muddy water was poured onto them?

Ning Que looked quietly at Sangsang's figure, thinking that he was lucky that he would not have to hear any sh*tty folk songs nor worry about being thrown away like a splash of water.

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The food was finished. Although the ingredients were simple, the smell of food still wafted into the cliff cave in the mountain breeze.

Ning Que carved a deep line at the entrance of the cliff cave with a stone. When Sangsang was cooking, he slowly felt it many times with his palm and finally determined the range of triggering the obstacle.

Sangsang held a bowl of hot food on the ground outside the cave. Then she used a piece of firewood to push the bowl carefully across the line under Ning Que's instructions.

”This inhibition really doesn't work for nonliving things, otherwise, I'd starve to death.”

Ning Que raised the bowl of rice with vegetables and bacon and spoke happily.