Chapter 105 - 105: I Like You the Most
Bai Luo had been wandering the mountains with Qiqi for over two days. Perhaps it was because their ti together at Bubu Pharmacy had been pleasant enough that Qiqi hadn't driven him away.
In these desolate mountains, having a companion didn't seem too bad.
The only issue was that Qiqi often forgot Bai Luo's na, along with his appearance. She could recognize him mainly because of his black attire. However, the "sour" sll he carried had firmly imprinted itself in her mory—one of the few tastes she could sense besides "hot" and "cold."
"What's your na again?"
This was the seventeenth ti Qiqi had asked Bai Luo his na during their journey. Though she repeatedly promised to rember it, she always ended up forgetting for so reason.
At one point, after Bai Luo told her his na, she had repeated it over and over in an attempt to morize it:
"Bai Luo, Bai Luo, Bai Luo..."
But then she accidentally tripped on a rock. After getting back up, she had already misrembered the na:
"Luo Bai, Luo Bai, Luo Bai..."
Bai Luo could only sigh lightly at this. At least she had just switched the order around and hadn't called him "Baijie."
"Just call
Xiao Bai," he said.
"Xiao Bai..."
The na felt familiar, but she couldn't recall why.
She thought about checking her notebook, only to realize it was buried at the bottom of her herb basket and couldn't be retrieved.
This was a problem. Qiqi's orders to herself were all written in that notebook. If she didn't regularly issue commands to herself, unexpected situations could arise.
For instance, Qiqi had wandered off chasing a peculiar squirrel and disappeared. If Bai Luo hadn't left a mark on her earlier, it would have been challenging to find her.
When Bai Luo caught up to her, she was crouched on the ground, using her herbalist's spade to dig a hole over a ter deep. Her clothes were filthy.
This was one of the downsides of her commands. Without soone to cancel them, she would continue digging until she caught the squirrel.
Unfortunately, she would never catch it because the creature wasn't a squirrel at all—it was a Treasure Hoarder Ferret.
Sighing helplessly, Bai Luo stepped into the hole and gently lifted Qiqi out.
Even as he picked her up from behind, Qiqi's hands continued mimicking a digging motion, making her seem like a little robot.
"I like you the most."
Upon hearing this, Qiqi, who had been endlessly digging, paused in confusion.
Commands could indeed be troubleso, but they weren't without solutions. One thod was precisely what Bai Luo had done—holding her from behind and saying those words, which served as a counter-command.
"Luo Bai?"
Her small, dirty face showed a trace of puzzlent. Tilting her head, she looked at Bai Luo, who had set her down, and called out his na.
Well, a na, at least.
"It's Bai Luo... but whatever makes you happy."
For soone who'd been apart from him for so long, the effort she was putting into rembering even part of his na was touching. There was no point in making things harder for her.
The herbs in her basket had scattered during her digging frenzy, but at least the buried notebook was now retrievable.
After helping her gather the herbs, Bai Luo also wiped the dirt off her face. However, he refrained from touching the talisman on her forehead—who knew what might happen if he removed it? Better not to tempt fate.
"Luo Bai... good friend. Hmm... sa as Xiao Bai."
On the last page of her notebook, Qiqi pulled out a brush, licked its tip, and wrote down a sentence in elegant handwriting:
"Luo Bai, Qiqi's good friend."
The notebook also contained other notes:
Xiao Bai, Qiqi's good friend.
Ningguang: very big, very white, very yellow—Lady Ningguang, the Tianquan.
Yaoyao: small and cute like a sparrow; want to raise one.
Sunsettia: sour and tasty; want to plant a tree.
Luo Bai: black, good friend.
Coconut milk: white and delicious; want to raise one.
"Looks like we've stumbled upon an unexpected bonus," a sarcastic voice interrupted as Bai Luo and Qiqi were cleaning up.
A group of unfriendly individuals erged from the bushes, encircling them.
When Bai Luo saw the Treasure Hoarder Ferret earlier, he had suspected the presence of Treasure Hoarders nearby. He thought the creature might just be hiding in its den, but it seed it had dug a second tunnel and brought reinforcents.
Too bad for them, their reinforcents weren't particularly impressive.
"Hmm..."
Upon spotting the Treasure Hoarders, Qiqi instinctively reached for her sword. She had encountered similar situations during herb gathering and had long since issued a command to teach such people a lesson.
However, Bai Luo canceled her command at this mont.
"I'll handle this."
After setting Qiqi down, Bai Luo pulled a dagger from his back and glanced at the surrounding n.
True, his Hei skills weren't suited for large-scale battles, but these were re Treasure Hoarders. They wouldn't pose much of a challenge.
It was just a matter of swinging his dagger a few more tis.
"Look, man, you've got a kid with you. We don't want trouble. Leave half the herbs and go, and we'll let you pass," the leader said, seemingly wary of Bai Luo's presence—or perhaps having heard of Qiqi's reputation.
This might sound absurd, but considering the valuable herbs in Qiqi's basket, it made sense.
Qiqi wasn't an ordinary herb-gatherer. Her harvests ca from remote, treacherous locations, making her collection extrely valuable. Half of it would be a considerable "toll."
However, Bai Luo wasn't one to be exploited. If anything, he was the type to pluck every feather off a goose before letting it fly.
In a flash, his dark figure appeared beside the leader. The dagger in his hand plunged into the man's chest, though Bai Luo blocked the scene from Qiqi's view.
He didn't want her to see this.
Despite being thousands of years old, he still thinks of Qiqi as a child.
"Ugh..."
The leader felt a chilling sensation in his chest as his strength drained away. The cold spread throughout his body as blood foad in his mouth.
To the other Treasure Hoarders' astonishnt, Bai Luo appeared to gently assist the staggering man to a nearby tree, like helping an elderly person sit down.
"Who else wants a rest?"
Flicking the blood off his dagger, Bai Luo's face mask—unfolded at so point—gave him the appearance of a ghostly reaper from the underworld. The sight sent chills down their spines.
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