novelraw Chapter 828 440: Let's Return to the Peak! We Are Demons!
Chapter 828 440: Let's Return to the Peak! We Are Demons!
Wei Wuxing suddenly began to sing—"The funeral of a rose, burying memories of you, feeling my hands numb, unable to help myself..."
The melody was quite unusual, something the Chicken had never heard before, but Wei Wuxing sang with great passion and emotion.
"Peacock, this is the song I wrote for you, to commemorate you and our feelings."
As he spoke, a tear of sorrow fell from his Mediterranean hair.
Chicken couldn't help but praise, "Boss, you can compose songs and make them sound so beautiful."
Wei Wuxing shrugged and said, "Of course, it's impromptu."
Naturally, he hadn't written the song, nor was it impromptu, but he had heard it in a Divine Cave from a mysterious iron device, making it unforgettable.
Who else but him could find and hear such a thing? It might as well have been created by him.
"Let's go, let's get to work."
As Wei Wuxing spoke, he already stood on the three Ghost Children.
The Chicken's eyes narrowed, and he said, "Boss, you're finally going to lead us back to the peak!"
Wei Wuxing gave a wicked smile and said, "Back then wasn't the peak at all, at most we were halfway up the mountain. I'll show you what the real peak is."
As he spoke, he flicked his fingers, and the three Ghost Children shot out like arrows.
The Chicken froze for a moment, watching the rapidly receding Rat Phase, and yelled, "Boss, wait for me!"
"I haven't gotten on yet!"
"I haven't gotten on yet!"
"And there's the monkey and the others..."
....
"The funeral of a rose, burying memories of you, feeling my hands numb, unable to help myself, unable to hold you..."
The Rat Phase's "original" song was now drifting through Yuzhu Manor.
Duan Yun lay on the bed, humming the song.
I must say, being injured is a very unique experience. Not only does it stimulate talent, but it also gives time to think.
To think about the past, seemingly meaningless yet meaningful things.
Just like this song.
This song was one he was quite familiar with before crossing over. He didn't particularly like it, just found it pleasant, and after hearing it a few times he could hum along.
This made him recall the times before he crossed over.
Unconsciously, he had been in this world for several years. It felt like a different lifetime.
He seldom thought about things before crossing over unless the leisure and boredom of healing led him to hum a song, otherwise, he wouldn't even think about these things.
It's like when people are bored and aimless, they often reminisce about the past, like their first love, or old friends they haven't contacted in years, recalling those youthful days.
Duan Yun couldn't quite remember what his first love looked like, only the feeling.
That feeling of always being at school in the summer.
Recalling a summer that feels like a different lifetime during a winter snow is indeed a special experience.
Duan Yun wasn't particularly sentimental because he had gained much here too, friendships between men, between men and women, and even feelings that blurred the line between friendship and love.
He couldn't remember what his first love looked like, but he knew clearly that his first love wasn't as beautiful as any of the women in the Manor, including the two female mounts.
If he could choose now, if he could return to Earth, he wouldn't necessarily want to go back.
Because here he has friends and a career, and moreover, he has acquired impressive abilities.
This world is indeed very bad, worse than Earth, full of deceit and murder. But here, he has the ability to make it better.
Unlike before, where he mostly drifted along, living a mundane and unimpressive life.
Let alone change the world, changing himself was difficult enough.
But here, he could.
He even had a vision of changing the world.
Because he had power.
"Power!"
Duan Yun clenched his fist and looked outside.
At that moment, another person was also lying in the room, looking outside.
The Murong lay there, lost in thought.
They had been recuperating with Duan Yun during this time.
Duan Yun couldn't help but ask, "What are you looking at?"
The Murong replied, "I'm counting how many icicles are under the eaves."
Duan Yun asked in confusion, "Why are you counting that?"
"Just passing time. I think when I count three hundred, it'll be meal time."
Duan Yun asked, "And how many are there now?"
"Two hundred ninety-two."
By the time he counted to "two hundred ninety-eight," footsteps could be heard outside.
Aunt Xue with leopard prints and Lei Ying appeared outside simultaneously and said, "It's time to eat."
So Duan Yun and the Murong rode their mounts to dine.
Although Aunt Xue had played a vital role last time by warning them, indirectly saving the Murong's life, the Murong once thought his Snow Leopard far surpassed Duan Yun's "mount."
But when faced with a real comparison, the Murong still felt Lei Ying and Little Yin were better.
Using Aunt Xue as a mount was something he accepted wholeheartedly, while if it were Lei Ying and Little Yin, he wouldn't refuse even if he was to be used as a mount.
That's the difference.
Yuzhu Manor is now divided into three levels.
The top tier is naturally the Jade Pearl Heroes, led by Duan Yun, with no distinctions among them since they're all like-minded friends. The bottom tier is, of course, creatures like Little Grey and the horse.
Originally, Little Yin, Aunt Xue, and Lei Ying belonged to the creature tier, but due to their excellent performance, having contributed much to Heroic Land, they successfully advanced a tier to become servants.
The Jade Pearl Heroes dine at the large table, while the three of them eat at the small table, and Little Grey and Big White eat outside.
It's already the coldest month of winter, and the Yuzhu Manor is filled with the atmosphere of the New Year.
The festive atmosphere isn't embodied in decorations but is truly reflected in the flavors.
At this time, the air is filled with the scent of cured meat, sausages, and cured fish.
From the three layers of cured meat and sausages hanging outside the kitchen, which even covered the windows, it's obvious this is a wealthy family.
Today's chef is Shen Ying.
The dish is cured meat cuisine.
Sausages, cured meat, and cured fish are cooked, taken out, and then cut up to make a big platter of cured flavors.
This is a standard of how good ingredients only need simple cooking to make one's appetite soar as soon as they are put on the table.
Next is Shen Ying's specialty—"braised lion's head."
Actually, Shen Ying's braised lion's head was only considered home-cooked in flavor, but her skill in making them was unmatched.
This was all thanks to her Fist Power.
Her Fist Power easily infiltrates the pork, breaking the meat inside to form tiny lumen. When you take a bite, the lion's head is filled with juice. If bitten strongly, the juice even squirts, giving people a feeling of being rejuvenated, like skinny-dipping on a beach.
Thus Shen Ying's braised lion's head was also called "spraying lion's head."
Once this dish was placed on the table, everyone scrambled for it.
Immediately after, the sound of the lion's head "spraying" was heard.
Those eating were absorbed in the deliciousness of the lion's head while almost simultaneously grabbing empty bowls.
Sizzle sizzle!
The "juice" flying across the table was like a battle of archery, blocked by everyone's bowls.
If anyone was careless, they would end up with a face full of it.
Just like Little Yin, who was only focused on eating and ended up with a face full of it from Lei Ying beside her.
"Did you do it on purpose?"
"How could I have time to do it on purpose, do you want this one, if not I'll take it."
"That's mine!"
Due to the fewer portions at the servant table, there was even food grabbing occurring.
A chef's greatest achievement should be seeing their dishes so welcomed.
Now Shen Ying was in such a mood.
She sat there, her hair still tied up, looking every bit like a beautiful little chef.
Then she suddenly noticed Duan Yun looking at her and said, "Why are you looking at me like that? I'm not a meatball."
Duan Yun asked, "Aren't you feeling uncomfortable there?"
Shen Ying asked confused, "Where is uncomfortable?"
Then, her heart skipped a beat when she realized Duan Yun was looking straight at her chest.