Book 6: Chapter 15: Lu Wu
Book 6: Chapter 15: Lu Wu
The next day, Bai Qiuran, who was lying in the hammock, was shaken awake at dawn.
He opened his eyes and looked down sideways, and found that Jiang Lan was kicking his hammock with her feet.
The tree was so thick that three people were needed to hug around it, yet it was shaken violently by a little girl’s feet in straw sandals.
“Get up.”
Seeing him sticking out his head, Jiang Lan said to him very coldly:
“Come down to eat.”
“Oh.”
Bai Qiuran stretched out, then leaped off the hammock which was four or five meters above the ground, and landed on the ground.
“This thing is for you. Put it on.”
Jiang Lan put a pair of straw sandals into Bai Qiuran’s hands and then walked into the cabin without saying a word.
Bai Qiuran took the straw sandals and froze for a moment, then smiled bitterly and stuffed his bare feet into the straw sandals.
This pair of straw sandals were exactly the size of his soles. Although the materials were rough, the handwork is very delicate and comfortable to wear.
It seemed that Jiang Lan was not as indifferent to everything as she showed, but was a very careful girl.
Walking to the door of the hut, Bai Qiuran smelled a scent of meat. He saw that Jiang Lan was putting a black clay pot on the low table in the hut, and then using a wooden spoon to scoop out the broth in the pot, poured it into two wooden bowls.
After doing all this, she sat down on a small stool by the table and pointed to the opposite side of her.
“Sit.”
She picked up the wooden bowl and said briefly:
“Eat.”
Bai Qiuran walked to the opposite side of her, picked up the wooden bowl, and saw that Jiang Lan had picked up her own bowl, and started eating.
There was no other tableware on the table, only two shaved wooden sticks, which should be chopsticks of this era. Bai Qiuran picked up the bowl and took a sip. The seasoning in this soup was only coarse salt and some tasted like coriander. Plants, but the broth itself tastes very delicious.
Anyhow, there were chopsticks.
Bai Qiuran comforted himself, and then followed Jiang Lan’s example, and had a rather “rich” breakfast.
In this era, women do not have the kind of later generations in order to maintain the feminine image. Survival came first here. Therefore, Jiang Lan’s eating style was very masculine, and it could even be described as bold and unrestrained.
Even Bai Qiuran had to gobble it up, barely catching up with her speed.
Perhaps because she was a god, Jiang Lan had a big appetite. Bai Qiuran only ate a bowl of broth in a clay pot, and the rest went into her belly. After done eating and drinking, Jiang Lan used some blades of grass to clean up the oil stains on the mouth, and then put the dishes and chopsticks into the clay pot, and brought them to the nearby river, and brushed them clean.
Bai Qiuran stayed in the house. After Jiang Lan got everything done and returned with the washed kitchen utensils, Jiang Lan asked him the first question of the day.
“Can you fly?”
Bai Qiuran immediately felt an unstoppable fury, but he also understood that this little girl was not malicious, so he patiently replied in a dull voice:
“I do not know.”
In fact, as early as this era, on the way before meeting Jiang Lan, Bai Qiuran, who now possessed True Qi, tried to fly by flying sword, but the facts proved that even if he possessed the True Qi, ordinary iron swords could not bear his power.
Once the True Qi entered the sword, let alone flying, even if Bai Qiuran relaxes his fine control of power a little, the blade would directly decompose into some kind of basic particles.
According to Wise Immortal’s guess, even in the Land Immortal era, he could not find a sword capable of carrying Bai Qiuran’s True Qi.
After working hard for a long time, he finally had a small amount of True Qi in the Purple Mansion, but Bai Qiuran still couldn’t fly freely, which was tantamount to another bad news for him.
“Really? You can’t?”
Perhaps not being able to fly was not a rare thing for the gods, so Jiang Lan was not surprised by Bai Qiuran’s answer, she said:
“Then I will take you up…but you have to be mentally prepared. I am unpopular in the sky. Don’t blame me if you are involved.”
“Hmm, I won’t blame you.”
Bai Qiuran nodded.
“Then get closer.”
Bai Qiuran moved slightly in Jiang Lan’s direction and stood about one meter away from her.
Jiang Lan looked at him, suddenly stretched out her hand and yanked his arm abruptly, at the same time coldly said:
“I told you to get closer! How can you learn the habit of heavenly god’s mother-in-law before you go to heaven?”
Bai Qiuran was caught off guard and was stunned, leaning against Jiang Lan’s side, and then a cloud of mist rose up under the little girl’s feet, lifting the two of them up to the sky.
Jiang Lan led him through the clouds, across the galaxy, and ascended to the top of the sky. At the confluence of the Milky Way, Bai Qiuran saw a scene he was quite familiar with. Built on the shore of the Milky Way, a jade ladder leads directly to the heavenly palace.
However, compared to the old sky that has collapsed after tens of thousands of years, this place was much more prosperous at this moment.
Countless small boats came from all directions, and gods with various appearances standing on them. They all climbed up the sky along this jade ladder to pay homage to the supreme master of this era and enjoy the life that only the gods can enjoy.
After coming here, Bai Qiuran also intuitively felt how bad Jiang Lan’s popularity was. These gods, who were originally full of peaceful smiles, changed their faces when they saw Jiang Lan, and they evaded one after another, gave way to Jiang Lan and Bai Qiuran, and some even yelled while turning the bow of the ship directly, returning from the Milky Way to where they came from.
Jiang Lan didn’t care about this either, she took Bai Qiuran up from the jade ladder to the former Heaven Gate.
The appearance of the Heavenly Palace in its heyday was completely different from the ruins Bai Qiuran had seen before. Behind the Heaven Gate, it was no longer a ruined wall, but a towering peak. The peak was flattened to build a prosperous city. Inside, people could faintly see that there are countless gods living here.
And on the square outside the Heaven Gate, a god whose body was as huge as a mountain, with a human face and a tiger body, was lying here, guarding the Heaven Gate.
According to what Wise Immortal said, this guy was Lu Wu, the god who once guarded Heaven Gate.
Seeing Jiang Lan coming, the giant raised his head, muffled like thunder, and asked:
“The Goddess of Plague, why are you here today? Your Majesty did not declare you to see him.”
“Lu Wu.”
Jiang Lan stepped forward, looked up at it, and then said:
“I brought a new god to His Majesty.”
She stepped aside and let Lu Wu see Bai Qiuran behind her.
“Oh?”
After watching for a while, Lu Wu said in a dull voice:
“It’s true that our gods are infallible. Little guy, what supernatural power do you have?”
Bai Qiuran lowered his head to think for a moment, then clutched his biceps and said:
“Um…I think I have a lot of strength, is it a supernatural power?”