Damn, I turned into a monster

Chapter 61 Being a monster is awesome! (061 words in )

In the blink of an eye, Wang Wu had already lived in this wilderness for a week. Although Zhao Xingyue seemed to be a little evasive towards him because of something that happened in the past two days, Wang Wu didn't care.

Anyway, that's how monsters are. Wang Wu no longer feels that he is a human being at all. He is not of the same race as the humans in this world anyway.

The ghost lady came again today, and she came during the day. However, she could not enter Wang Wu's demon-suppressing circle because it had a strong restraining effect on her, no matter whether she was a demon or a ghost.

Or, it should be called 'devil'.

Wang Wu didn't do anything with the ghost lady today. The two of them just whispered to each other for a while. Wang Wu rested his head on the ghost lady Yuan's thigh, touched her small hand which was as cold as black ice, and absorbed the little magic pill left in her hand.

Life is indeed comfortable, my dears. Modern society is indeed not as good as this, my dears.

"It's time to eat, Goro."

Hearing the voice of Wu Er Niang coming from the side, Wang Wu got up from the ground, gave Gui Niang a light kiss on the face, then walked to the place where Wu Er Niang disappeared, picked up two buckets and walked into the wooden house.

Wu Erniang and the others seemed to be very afraid of Ziyuan, so when Ziyuan appeared, they basically would not stay nearby for too long.

Zhao Xingyue was still lying in bed, but her mental state was much better than in the previous few days. She could also make some limited movements, but she still could hardly lift her hands and her legs could not move much.

However, as her stomach and other digestive tracts regenerate, her recovery speed will also speed up. It is estimated that she should be able to recover almost completely around the Cold Dew Festival and leave here.

"It's time to eat. You can eat something from today, and you will recover faster." Wang Wu walked into the wooden house with a rice bucket and said to Zhao Xingyue who was lying on the bed.

Outside the door, Zi Yuan was standing not far from the demon-suppressing circle, looking at Wang Wu through the door frame. She only glanced at Zhao Xingyue on the bed, and then focused all her attention on Wang Wu.

But just this one glance was enough to make Zhao Xingyue feel a overwhelming demonic nature.

Emperor Yi's third daughter Yuan, before her death, successfully fed a demon and devoured it, becoming a true demon and becoming a true demon.

The strength of a True Realm Demon Cultivator is much stronger than that of a True Realm cultivator of the same level, not to mention that Zi Yuan is obviously a True Realm late stage cultivator.

Wang Wu had no idea of ​​Ziyuan's strength before, and even though he did now, he didn't care.

"The one outside the door is..." Zhao Xingyue glanced at the female ghost outside the door, then retracted her gaze and asked.

"Yes, it's Ziyuan, the ghost mother I mentioned earlier." Wang Wu counted while opening the lid of the rice bucket. Suddenly, a fragrance wafted out, making him intoxicated.

I have to say, Er Niang's cooking skills are getting better and better.

Today's lunch is carrot stewed with lamb. Unfortunately, it is a wild sheep, not as good as farmed ones, so the meat quality is a little worse. However, it is worse than the lamb Wang Wu has eaten in his hometown. It has no smell and is very delicious.

Although not as tender as the farmed sheep in Hedong County, it is chewier and has a unique flavor.

"Hiss, good, really good..." Wang Wu held up the bucket, took a soup spoon to scoop up a few pieces of meat and put them into his mouth to taste. He was so happy that he shook his head.

"In the autumn, we have to eat mutton, haha..."

After a few pieces of mutton and a mouthful of mutton soup, Wang Wu raised his head and looked at Zhao Xingyue on the bed, "Don't you want to eat?"

he asked.

Zhao Xingyue didn't say anything, just looked at him calmly.

"Oh, right." Wang Wu slapped his head, "I remembered that you couldn't move and couldn't eat by yourself."

So, he quickly finished the bucket of mutton. Wang Wu put down the empty bucket, stood up and walked to Zhao Xingyue's bed, picked her up and leaned her against the bed.

When Wang Wu hugged her, Zhao Xingyue's body tensed up briefly, but she quickly relaxed.

Then Wang Wu moved the wooden barrel to the bed and took out a pair of chopsticks from the ring.

"Come." Wang Wu held the bucket, picked up a piece of mutton and put it to Zhao Xingyue's mouth.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that Zhao Xingyue didn't open her mouth for a long time, Wang Wu asked, "Are you eating? It's delicious. Although it may not be as good as the chefs in your human restaurants, you can't ask for too much here, right?"

"Yes, it's a little hot..." Zhao Xingyue said with some stammering.

When Wang Wu extended his chopsticks, all kinds of thoughts in Zhao Xingyue's mind burst out again. In the end, reason still overcame the chaotic mood, and she said this sentence that seemed like a "rejection".

"A little hot?" Wang Wu was stunned, but he still took the chopsticks back, blew on them to his mouth, and then put them to the other person's mouth again.

When Wang Wu took back the chopsticks, Zhao Xingyue also breathed a sigh of relief. Although she didn't know when she felt a little disappointed, but no matter what, at least...

Until Wang Wu blew on the mutton and brought it to his mouth.

There was still a faint steam coming out of the mutton. For some reason, she suddenly felt that the steam was connected to the breath exhaled from the man in front of her.

When this thought popped into her mind, her lips had already felt the heat and the touch.

In an instant, she felt as if something in her brain broke.

Her mind went blank, Zhao Xingyue slowly opened her mouth and ate the mutton on Wang Wu's chopsticks.

This actually only happened in a moment, but at this moment, something in Zhao Xingyue's heart was broken.

"Oh, yes." Wang Wu retracted his chopsticks and realized that his cathode qi seemed to be able to reduce the temperature, so he no longer used this extremely inefficient method.

And when Wang Wu stopped blowing the food with his mouth and fed him a few mouthfuls, Zhao Xingyue spoke for some reason, or perhaps under the influence of some emotion:

"Still a little hot."

"How is that possible?" Wang Wu was stunned when he heard this. "I used my true energy to cool you down, how could it be hot?"

Reason instantly returned to her brain, causing Zhao Xingyue's face to turn red in an instant.

But Wang Wu was just lowering his head and using a spoon to scoop out a spoonful of mutton and put it into his mouth, not looking at Zhao Xingyue. He ate while saying:

"It's not hot at all?"

"It's just a joke, Brother Wang." When he looked at Zhao Xingyue again, Zhao Xingyue had a teasing smile on her face, which looked very natural, without any other emotions.

The bucket of mutton was quickly eaten. Zhao Xingyue was a cultivator, so naturally she would not eat very slowly. After finishing the meal, Wang Wu realized that Zhao Xingyue was in the recovery period, so it seemed inappropriate for her to eat this.

So he took out some refined food from the ring. Because of the need for storage, they were all processed meatballs. The taste was average, but the energy and nutrition provided were incomparable to ordinary food.

"I almost forgot." Wang Wu poured out a few black pills from a porcelain bottle, then picked one up and put it to Zhao Xingyue's mouth, "This one is more suitable for you now."

Zhao Xingyue didn't seem to be shy this time, and her expression was normal. She gently opened her mouth and swallowed the pill that Wang Wu brought to her mouth.

However, every time Wang Wu's fingers touched her lips, her body would tense up.

"Why do your feet keep moving?"

After feeding her three grain pills, Wang Wu took back the porcelain bottle and helped Zhao Xingyue lie down again. He glanced at Zhao Xingyue's boots and found that they were moving.

"It's been a little itchy for a day or two." Zhao Xingyue said.

This was not because of Wang Wu, it was indeed itchy. After all, the boots had been on her feet for more than ten days. It was not just a few days, but it had been counted since she came here.

"Then I take it off for you?"

Wang Wu asked.

When Wang Wu was feeding Zhao Xingyue just now, Zhao Xingyue's face didn't turn red at first, and Wang Wu didn't see it when she blushed. But at this moment, Wang Wu clearly saw that the woman's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Are you shy?" Wang Wu looked at her and said, "Forget it. I'll ask Zhu Sanniang and the others to help you tomorrow..."

"Well, I'll trouble you, Brother Wang." Zhao Xingyue spoke before Wang Wu finished speaking.

"Uh..." Seeing her like this, Wang Wu didn't say anything, nodded, then sat next to Zhao Xingyue's legs and began to take off her shoes.

Wang Wu took off the blue-green boots with cloud patterns and silver thread, and a faint sour smell immediately filled the air.

"Huh, so the feet of you True Realm cultivators also stink?" Wang Wu threw his steaming boots on the ground and asked curiously while untying Zhao Xingyue's foot bindings.

Looking at Zhao Xingyue, he found that her face had turned so red that it was almost bleeding, and even through her clothes, Wang Wu could feel the high temperature of her body.

"I, I am only in the Real Realm. Although I have been reborn, I am not a pure body..." Zhao Xingyue stammered, "This, this is naturally normal..."

"Haha, it's okay, it's okay." Wang Wu interrupted her with a smile, "I'm just curious, so I asked. Miss Xingyue, don't take it to heart."

"Is it very, very smelly?" After a pause, Zhao Xingyue spoke again, stuttering.

"Very good." Wang Wu nodded and looked at Zhao Xingyue.

"Very, what does...very good mean?" Zhao Xingyue was a little confused.

"You know, everyone's acceptance level is different, but as for me, I can accept it." Wang Wu said as he took off Zhao Xingyue's other boot and untied her foot binding.

Zhao Xingyue didn't say anything, her face still flushed. There was surprise and weirdness in her eyes, but the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

Although it was quickly smoothed over, it was obvious that Wang Wu's words were quite to her liking.

Putting Zhao Xingyue's legs back on the bed, the smell still lingered in the air. Looking at Zhao Xingyue, whose face was still red, Wang Wu asked again:
"How about I get you a bucket of water to soak your feet? But to be honest, it's just a little foot odor, you don't have to care so much. I think my shoes may stink more than yours after wearing them for so many days." Zhao Xingyue felt like she was on the edge of something, the edge of a red line. And if she continued like this...

But somehow, just when her mind was about to push her to reject Wang Wu's kindness and interrupt this extremely excessive romance, she suddenly recalled what she had said a few days ago:
"Brother must have encountered something that he couldn't get away from, so he couldn't come..."

It’s been so many days...

Zhao Xingyue suddenly realized.

"Brother Wang... don't you dislike it?"

So, under the influence of another sudden emotion, Zhao Xingyue looked at Wang Wu and asked.

"What do you dislike?" Wang Wu didn't understand what the other party meant.

"Help me wash...wash my feet." Zhao Mingyue looked at him and said softly.

"I didn't say I would wash your feet." Wang Wu looked at her with a strange expression, but then he remembered something and changed his words:
"Uh, well, I forgot you can't move yet."

After saying that, he nodded and said, "Okay, after all, doctors are kind-hearted, so I'll help you."

After saying that, Wang Wu went out, leaving Zhao Xingyue alone in the room.

Lying quietly on the bed, thinking back to what she had said before, Zhao Xingyue felt her face burning.

Wang Wu returned to the house not long after, bringing a bucket of water, which was still hot.

Although gold-based martial arts are not fire-based, the name of the Sun Wheel Golden Sword does contain the word "sun", so heating things up should not be a problem.

He helped Zhao Xingyue up again and put something behind her so that she could sit. Then Wang Wu lifted one of her feet and gently placed it on the water and tapped it.

"What's the temperature like?"

"Very...very good." Zhao Xingyue's voice was very small, like a mosquito. If Wang Wu didn't have good hearing, he really wouldn't have heard it.

So Wang Wu put her legs in.

When she put down her other foot, because her body was tense and stiff, Zhao Xingyue's toes accidentally brushed against the tip of Wang Wu's nose.

"Sorry...I'm sorry..."

"It's okay." Wang Wu rubbed his nose. Just as he said, he didn't care about it at all.

"Are my feet too big?" Zhao Xingyue asked with a blushing face, looking at the wooden barrel that could not completely fit her feet.

"It's a little small." Wang Wu glanced at Zhao Xingyue's feet soaking in the water, reached in to pick them up, and helped rub the spaces between her toes and the soles of her feet.

If her body hadn't recovered yet, Zhao Xingyue felt that she would jump up right now.

Zhao Xingyue was very tall, slightly taller than Shu Niang, close to 1.80 meters, probably around 1.79 or 1.78 meters.

A person of this height naturally has large feet. She herself is actually a little dissatisfied with this. After all, a size 42 does not really fit the current popular aesthetic.

Although foot binding is not practiced here, the social trend is to prefer smaller feet.

After washing one foot, he switched to the other. Although Wang Wuzuo didn't feel anything, Zhao Xingyue could feel a strong throbbing surge from somewhere in her body like a tide.

The throbbing even made her feel a little pain.

It is the most primitive and instinctive throbbing that comes from the deepest part of the body.

"It's over."

After rubbing Zhao Xingyue's feet casually, Wang Wu lifted Zhao Xingyue's feet out of the bucket and picked up the towel beside her to wipe them.

"Your feet are much smaller than those of Sanniang and Erniang." Looking at Zhao Xingyue's slender toes, Wang Wu commented:
"But it's also good to be smaller, and it looks good too."

After saying that, Wang Wu stood up, picked up the bucket and walked out the door. Zhao Xingyue lay on the bed, gasping for breath as if she had survived a disaster.

Wang Wu's words echoed in his mind, the previous touch still lingered on his skin, and a strange feeling came over him.

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Zhao Xingyue recovered well, and on the tenth day, her limbs gradually began to be able to do some simple movements.

The repair of the internal organs is getting faster and faster day by day because of the intake of food and the magic pill.

But since Wang Wu fed the woman and washed her feet that day, he found that the woman seemed to be getting a little too far.

"Fuck, do you think I'm your slave???!"

Wang Wu wanted to scold her loudly, but when he saw the demon skills and gold bars that Zhao Xingyue took out, Wang Wu remained silent.

Human sects can raise monster beasts, so naturally they can also raise monsters.

In order to enable the demon race to better serve humans, humans will naturally develop various skills suitable for them.

However, this technique often has a backdoor to facilitate human control.

But the skills Zhao Xingyue gave were not like that, because they came from a demon city gathering place, a skills that flowed out from a demon city.

As for whether this technique is credible, after Zhao Xingyue pointed to the sky and swore an oath to reach the realm of demon, its credibility is naturally beyond doubt.

Swearing an oath is really useful in this world.

"Brother Wang?"

At lunch time, Wang Wu was whispering sweet nothings to Sanniang outside the wooden house. When he heard Zhao Xingyue's call from inside the house, his face froze.

"What happened again?"

He walked into the house reluctantly, looked at Zhao Xingyue with a smile in her eyes, and asked.

"I'm a little hungry again, can you give me a few more grain pills?"

Wang Wu took out a porcelain bottle and placed it next to her.

Zhao Xingyue reached out to take it, but failed several times.

So Wang Wu sighed, sat down next to her, opened the bottle, poured out a few grain pills and fed them to her.

Heal wounds, practice martial arts, slay demons, absorb demonic energy, learn cultural subjects, and understand the human world.

Wang Wu's life has been like this for the past ten days.

Not only did his cultural level improve by leaps and bounds, but so did his cultivation skills.

Zhao Xingyue is a very good bait that can attract a large number of demons.

Moreover, in the next few days, she could use magic weapons to assist Wang Wu when he slayed demons at night.

This woman must have lived too much like a young lady. Even after her mobility was fully restored, she still asked him to feed her and even wash her feet. It seemed like this woman was addicted to washing feet.

Fortunately, he was not asked to help change clothes, otherwise Wang Wu would have really become a slave.

Time quickly arrives at the Cold Dew season, and the Frost Descent season is about to arrive, with only about a week left.

In the morning, Wang Wu finished absorbing the magic pill, crushed the ineffective magic pill in his hand into powder and threw it into the air.

Turning his head to look at the wooden bed behind him, there was no one there. There were only a few gold ingots pressed on a piece of paper, and next to it was an exquisite jade pendant, three books, and three jade slips.

Looking at the bedside, a pair of pointed silver-thread boots were still neatly placed there, which made Wang Wu's expression look a little strange.

"That... Zhou person... left... "

Ziyuan's voice rang out from outside the door. She spoke in the official language of the Great Zhou Dynasty, stuttering.

"Yes." Wang Wu answered in business language.

Wang Wu learned the Shang Dynasty language from Zhao Xingyue. Zhao Xingyue knew it, but time was limited, so he didn't learn much.

But she left the book to Wang Wu, so that wasn't a problem.

Ziyuan learned Mandarin from Wang Wu. In fact, she had just "come" to this world, because she even woke up from her own tomb after Wang Wu traveled through time.

"Yeah, I know." Wang Wu said as he walked out the door to disperse the demon-suppressing circle.

Ziyuan instantly came behind Wang Wu and attached herself to his back.

"Five... Lang."

"Hmm?" Wang Wu rubbed against her intimately.

"I think……"

(End of this chapter)