"What's going on? Why did I suddenly recover from the Hexing Heart Insect?
Could it be that my physique is different from ordinary people and I'm immune to all poisons? "
Du Kang shook his head and denied this ridiculous plot that could only happen under the protagonist's halo. If he was really immune to all poisons, then he wouldn't have been poisoned in the first place. Then …
Du Kang's gaze fell on the stone book in his hand. A trace of cool and warm aura emanated from the stone book. "Could it be this book?"
"It seems that I have to ask Sister Chu when she wakes up."
Du Kang carefully put away the stone book and put the insect he had spat on the ground into a plastic bag.
When Weiwei woke up, it was already two hours later. The sky was dark and Du Kang was busy in the kitchen with an apron. Weiwei sniffed her little nose like a puppy and came over. Du Kang took a closer look and found that her eyes were still closed.
"Sniff, Xiao Pang, what delicious food did you make this time? Why does it smell so good?"
Weiwei sat in her seat obediently, her chin on her little hand and her big eyes blinking as she waited for Du Kang to serve the delicious food.
"What else can it be? It's just leftovers from yesterday."
Du Kang placed a plate of spicy tofu skin with a little meat and a large portion of scrambled eggs with tomatoes in front of Weiwei. "Sister Chu, have you washed your hands?"
"I'm going now!"
Weiwei ran to wash her hands. Du Kang took out the rice from the rice cooker and put it aside. Looking at Weiwei who was humming a nursery song while washing her hands seriously, Du Kang suddenly fell into a trance.
Wasn't this the kind of life he had hoped for?
He didn't have to worry about food and clothing. He had a cute wife. He cooked every day and fed her well. Then they watched TV together and bragged.
"Xiao Pang, what are you thinking about? Hurry up and eat."
Weiwei ran back and filled a bowl of rice for herself. She tilted her head and looked at Du Kang, who was daydreaming with a gentle smile on his face. She felt a little strange.
"Nothing, nothing. Let's eat."
Du Kang scratched the back of his head awkwardly. He picked up an egg for Weiwei and ate two mouthfuls of rice for himself before saying, "Sister Chu, I have something to tell you."
"Speak."
Weiwei didn't even raise her head as she ate. Her chopsticks quickly and accurately picked up the eggs from the scrambled eggs with tomatoes and the meat from the peppers and beans. All that was left were vegetables.
"The Touching Voodoo in me has been cured." Du Kang pretended to be indifferent and said.
At first, Weiwei didn't react. She was focused on the fight for her rice bowl. After being stunned for about five seconds, Weiwei suddenly raised her head. Her big eyes were almost as big as Yun Jie's steamed pork buns. She forcefully swallowed the rice in her mouth and said, "Xiao Pang, say it again. The Touching Voodoo in you has been cured?!"
"Yes, puff, Sister Chu, here."
Du Kang smiled and pointed at his face. Looking at Weiwei who had turned into a "Wang Er Mazi", he really couldn't help but want to touch this little girl's little head. She was so stupid and cute that she could eat rice all over her face.
"What?" Weiwei wiped the rice off her face and said, "Xiao Pang, give me your hand."
Weiwei pressed her fingers on the pulse of Du Kang's right hand. She closed her eyes and thought for a long time before she opened her eyes. Her face was full of disbelief and surprise. "It's really cured. What's going on? Xiao Pang, tell me honestly. What did you eat?"
Du Kang told Weiwei everything that had happened in the afternoon. Weiwei imitated Du Kang and touched her round little nose with her fingers. "Well, it's possible. Brother Cui's gift must be extraordinary. It's not surprising that it can cure the voodoo in you. After dinner, show me your stone book."
"Okay."
As soon as Du Kang said this word, he found that Weiwei had put her head into the bowl and was eating happily again.
Weiwei ate eggs and meat, so Du Kang had to eat the rest. Fortunately, Du Kang was easy to raise and could eat anything except spicy food.
After Du Kang cleaned up the table and bowls, Weiwei came back to the living room with the stone book in her arms. She sat down on the sofa and gently touched the four ancient seal characters on the cover with her fingers. "Why did Brother Cui give this book to you? It shouldn't be. It's strange. What does he want to do?"
"Why? Is this book very important?"
Du Kang wiped his hands with a towel and sat down beside Weiwei. Looking at Weiwei's serious and suspicious expression, Du Kang became more and more interested in this stone book.
Weiwei pointed at the four ancient seal characters on the cover and said, "These four characters are … golden seal characters and jade letters. They don't exist in any historical record of any dynasty. Even the Nether World doesn't know which civilization it belongs to. They can only vaguely infer that these characters come from ancient times. This book was originally fished out of the River of Forgetfulness. Later, it fell into Brother Cui's hands by chance. But even with Brother Cui's cultivation, he can't read the contents of this book."
"Then why did Brother Cui give this to me? Does he want me to use it as a brick or to pave the floor?"
Du Kang took the stone book from Weiwei and held it in his palm. The cool air slowly spread all over his body, which made him feel indescribably comfortable.
Weiwei leaned against the back of the sofa, curled up her small feet, rested her chin on her knees, and shook her head. "Didn't I just say that I don't know why Brother Cui gave you this? But since it's from Brother Cui, he must have his purpose. Maybe he gave you this to help you detoxify the Heart-touching Gu?"
"It's also possible. Hey, Sister Chu, you always talk about Brother Cui. Who is this Brother Cui? He seems to be very powerful."
As soon as Weiwei mentioned Brother Cui, her expression immediately became devout and excited, just like a little girl talking about her idol. Her eyes almost sparkled.
"On the Bridge of Helplessness, there is no way to cross the River of Forgetfulness. In front of the Stone of Three Lives, there is no right or wrong.
Have you ever heard of this poem? "
Weiwei tilted her head and looked at Du Kang. Du Kang shook his head and suddenly patted his forehead. "I have indeed heard of this poem."
"Well, you have heard of it?
How is it possible! "This time it was Weiwei's turn to be a little surprised.
"The night Lao Wang left, he told me about this poem. At the time, I felt that this poem was written very helplessly, but it was also very pretentious. I thought it was written by Lao Wang, but it turns out it wasn't."
Weiwei curled her lips and rolled her eyes. "How can Lao Wang write such a shocking poem?
This was written by Brother Cui. "
"Brother Cui's original name was Cui Ziyu, the Chief Judge of the Nether World. When he was successful and his soul returned to the Nether World, he passed by the River of Forgetfulness and the Bridge of Helplessness. He witnessed the pain of life and death. He couldn't ask for it, couldn't let it go, loved and hated. In the end, he just had no choice. With a bowl of Meng Po's soup, he forgot the past and cut off all kinds of worldly affairs.