I squinted my eyes and immediately tied a cloth strip embroidered with protective charms onto Bai Zanhe's wrist, "Sister Zanhe, I'm getting off the bed to get you a glass of water. You should drink some water."
This cloth strip couldn't actually block much, for the Yellow Skin was ultimately embedded within Bai Zanhe's body. At most, it could only prevent it from entering Bai Zanhe's body for a short time.
Moreover, having been clamped by the red chopsticks, the Yellow Skin was frightened.
It wasn't in a rush to return either.
"Thank you," Bai Zanhe, afraid of pain, held up her finger and gently blew on it.
I got off the bed to pour her water, intentionally dipping my fingers into cold water as I poured, "I'm hungry, I'll eat two Sticky Bean Bags."
"Get one for me too," Bai Zanhe saw the way I was winking and signaling at her.
Even lacking an appetite, she issued the request understandingly.
The fire under the steamer had never been extinguished.
Each bean bag inside was extremely hot. My fingers, damp with water, didn't feel very hot when I picked them up, then I handed them to Bai Zanhe.
As the surface of the bean bags cooled gradually, Bai Zanhe held them without scalding her hands.
I made an exaggerated show of blowing on the bean bag in my hands, leisurely took a bite, and chewed before swallowing.
I absolutely refuse to waste food, so there was definitely no poison in the bean bags.
I ate with relish, but Bai Zanhe hardly had an appetite. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by Nove1Fire.net
She looked somewhat worriedly at the bean bag in her hand, probably still thinking about those tumors that had grown on her body during the day.
If she didn't think of a way to thoroughly eliminate the threat, those tumors would only grow more aggressively.
"Ah... it hurts... Wanwan..." Bai Zanhe cried out my name reflexively, as the Yellow Skin suddenly leapt out and bit her fiercely on the web of her thumb.
I raised my voice to remind her, "Throw the bean bag out; the Yellow Immortal is hungry, let it eat."
"Okay," Bai Zanhe, without thinking and very trusting in my words, threw the bean bag from her hand.
She looked at the bite mark on her thumb, wincing in pain, and then looked at me puzzled.
She didn't understand why I wanted the Yellow Skin to eat the bean bag. I then took another bean bag and handed it to Bai Zanhe, "There are plenty of bean bags, so take your time… eating…"
My tone wilted, carrying a hint of pity.
This was still the first time I had used a poison strategy to kill a sentient being.
As I finished speaking, Bai Zanhe took the bean bag and gently bit into it.
In the corner, a mournful cry echoed.
And after just one wail, it went completely silent.
The Yellow Immortal, who had concealed itself with Mana, suddenly became visible in the corner of the room. However, it lay curled up there motionless, its eyes unbelievably widened and filled with bloodshot veins.
"Is it... it dead? But we all ate the bean bags, and nothing happened."
Bai Zanhe's first reaction was to suspect the bean bag was poisoned, "Or maybe the poison only affects weasels."
"We wrapped the bean bags together. If I had made any move to poison them during that process, with the Yellow Immortal's cunning, don't you think it would have noticed?"
I sighed, walked over, and pulled out two Evil Corpse Nails from my pocket, which had been used to harm both me and Bai Zanhe before, and as a precaution, I drove them into the Yellow Skin's forehead and heart.
Touching its bloated stomach, I found the whole stomach was charred.
Bai Zanhe inhaled sharply and covered her lips, "Wanwan, you... did you scald it to death with the bean bag? The skin of the bean bag wasn't very hot, but since it had been cooked so long, the filling inside was very hot, and you scalded it to death."
"Yes, the Yellow Immortal was so hungry, greedy and malicious. When it eats, it gulps down its food; thus, its delicate esophagus and stomach would be scalded by the high temperature," I was explaining when a cool and seductive voice floated in through the crack of the door,