bookrebus Chapter 596 Snowball
Chapter 596 Snowball
When he returned to Chu Ziyu, the old man took out a small piece of dried meat from his pocket and said, "I secretly saved this for you. Don't let that greedy cat Lao Huang see it."
He pointed towards the door and saw a ginger cat peeking inside.
"Go! Go! Go!"
The old man waved his hand to drive the orange cat away, then turned to Chu Ziyu and winked, "This is specially left for you, to nourish your body."
"Your master won't be awake for a while, but he's breathing steadily."
The old man patted his knees and stood up. "I have to go to the field to pick some vegetables. You lie still and don't move."
After the old man left, the only sound left in the thatched hut was the occasional crackling of firewood.
Chu Ziyu stared at the door and saw the old man walking away. He called out in his consciousness: "6872?"
no respond.
"6872!"
He tried again, this time with a little more urgency.
[Zizi...Signal...Connecting...] The intermittent electronic sound finally sounded.
Chu Ziyu felt a string of garbled characters flash through his mind, followed by the weak voice of the system: "Boss... It's great that you are still alive... I almost thought it was going to restart... I accidentally used a little too much energy."
Chu Ziyu subconsciously licked the fur on his body, but ended up with his mouth full of fur. He was stunned and made a few "pfft" sounds in a humane manner.
"I can't even use the most basic sound transmission technique now, what's the situation with Jiao Du?"
【Scanning...】
The light ball of 6872 flickered faintly in his sea of consciousness. "The erosion rate of the dragon poison has reached 72%, and it has stopped devouring the demon pill. I will slowly detoxify it, so this is not a problem."
Chu Ziyu's tail unconsciously slapped the straw mat.
"Where's Lin Ci'an? How is he..."
"The target person's soul is damaged"
6872 called up a set of data streams, "But the good news is that the life force transformed from your broken tail is slowly repairing his spirit platform. The bad news is..."
"explain."
"He will most likely have complete amnesia after waking up. His body's self-protection mechanism has most likely sealed his memory."
6872 added in a low voice, "According to the database, the amnesia rate for this type of injury is as high as 89.7%..."
Chu Ziyu looked at the young man in the corner in silence.
The sunlight just happened to fall on Lin Ci'an's slightly trembling eyelashes. The arc reminded him of the boy a hundred years ago when he first learned to fly a sword and his eyelashes were shaking with nervousness.
“Amnesia...is not necessarily a bad thing.”
he whispered.
"The spiritual platform has been completely repaired. If stimulated by external factors, the memory will be restored." 6872 added.
"But at the current rate, it will take a very long time."
The old man pushed the door open and came in, holding a bunch of fresh wild vegetables in his arms: "Little Mimi, look what I brought you?"
Chu Ziyu meowed obediently.
"Where am I?"
A hoarse voice came from the corner of the room.
Chu Ziyu looked up suddenly and saw Lin Ci'an propping himself up and sitting up, with confusion written all over his face.
“Qingxi Village.”
The old man walked over to help him up. "My last name is Chen, and I'm a barefoot doctor in the village. I found you two by the river yesterday."
Lin Ci'an's eyes fell on Chu Ziyu, and his brows slightly frowned: "The two of us..."
"And there's a cat that floated here with you."
Old Man Chen handed him a bowl of medicine. "The wound on your chest is very strange. It looks scary, but it has healed inside."
Chu Ziyu held his breath.
Lin Ci'an's eyes were unfamiliar. There was no hatred, no attachment, only pure doubt.
He tentatively "meowed", but the other party just blinked blankly.
"who I am?"
Lin Ci'an suddenly hugged his head and asked, "Why can't I remember anything?"
The medicine bowl fell to the ground, and the brown liquid seeped into the soil. Old Man Chen quickly held his trembling shoulders and said, "Don't worry, maybe you hit your head. I saw this when I was young. Just rest for a while."
Old man Chen pulled out a torn blanket and said, "Now that you are awake, please help take care of me. I will go to the mountain to pick some herbs."
The wooden door creaked shut.
The dust floating in the sunlight slowly settled and landed on Lin Ci'an's drooping eyelashes.
He looked down at the little ball of fur in his palm and suddenly laughed: "Don't you have a home either?"
Chu Ziyu froze.
This smile was too pure, so pure that it didn’t seem like the smile of Jinglei Sword Lord who had experienced the Qingshan Town Massacre and killed countless monsters with his own hands.
In my memory, Lin Ci'an was always a little gloomy, and even his smile seemed to be covered by a layer of ice.
And now, the amnesiac youth was rubbing the tip of his ear with his fingertips: "I'm going to call you... Xuetuan, okay?"
When Lin Ci'an said this name, a strange warmth came from his fingertips.
The little ball of fur in the palm of my hand seems so light that it seems weightless, but I can feel its faint yet firm heartbeat.
He didn't know why he had such a strong protective desire for a cat, as if something in his chest was silently shouting: I must not lose it.
(So strange...)
(Snowball?!)
Chu Ziyu almost choked on his own saliva.
The dignified nine-tailed cat demon, the former guardian of the demon clan, is now called "Xuetuan"?