The Spirit World

Chapter 654 Everything is a new beginning

[I hate any story where someone dies...]

"Hmm! (Don't even think about it!)" Chang Yufeng nodded, glanced at Erica next to him, put his hand on Erica's face, and blocked her toothless mouth: "Hmm! Hmm! (This is mine!)"

Chang Yufeng put the orange with the skin bitten open into his mouth. He sucked the orange juice and held Erica with his feet. The white plum blossom between his eyebrows no longer sparkled, but completely merged with him, making him look ethereal, like a fairy, charming and cute. He himself was also a little kid, but he had to snatch the orange from the mouth of another little kid, Erica.

"Ah! (Damn it!)" Erica glanced at her father. Ralfa was hammering nails with a hammer to nail the polished wooden boards to the legs of the stool.

"Ah! (Dad!)" Erica tried to pull Ralfa's clothes, but found that they were too far away and she couldn't reach them at all.

"Hmm! (You little bastard!) Ahhh! (You ate so much of me!)" Chang Yufeng put his hand on Erica's face, wanting to pinch it hard, but before he could do so, Erica bit his hand. Erica's newly grown milk teeth hit Chang Yufeng's fingers, which hurt so much that he even cried out.

"Don't fight~" Emina took Erica's hand away. The little bastard bit her hard and even Emina was shocked by her bite strength.

"Ms. Lanluo, can you shave some of the wood? We need to make at least five tables and eight chairs today." Amina placed the shaved wood at Ralfa's feet: "This time, make it an inch shorter than this one~"

Lan Luo did not respond, but raised the rotating Nine Revolutions Spiritual Pearl Sword and slashed it three times horizontally and vertically. With the fourth slash, the wood whose edges had been cut by the Nine Revolutions Spiritual Pearl Sword fell to the ground at Lan Luo's feet with a clang.

Lan Luo calmly sat down to do his carpentry work, but his eyes were fixed on his king. The baby named Wang was fighting with his sister...

"Can we make three tables? Why do we need so many tables?" Ralfa stopped the hammer in his hand and looked back at Amina who was sorting them.

Amina looked at her two children, closed her eyes, and sighed as she put the wooden strips in place.

"Girls and boys should always have their own rooms... They should have their own desk and chair in their own room, isn't that normal?"

"That won't take that much..." Ralfa raised the hammer high and pounded it down, making the wooden boards and nails clang.

"Miss Lanlo can't live with us. It's obvious that Jack can't live with Miss Lanlo. She has no life experience at all... How can she take care of a child..." Amina handed the wooden board to Ralfa, who took it and nailed them together. The frame of a chair was almost nailed.

"Okay, let's just do that." Ralfa's short hair was covered with sweat. He looked at the nail, aimed it at the wooden board of the chair, and hammered it in.

"That means we need two houses... Let's just build two houses. The budget is enough anyway, so there's no need to worry about where Miss Lan Luo will live..."

"Did you find a construction team?"

"I can do it myself... I'll go to the staff shop and see if I can fix Ansha."

"It's too tiring to build two houses by yourself... you should call a construction wizard."

"That's fine. I bought a lot of Wenti County specialties, enough to last for a while."

"I'm going to cook..."

"Can I have braised pork?"

"Did you buy any meat?"

"I bought it. It's snow-white pork meat, enough for five people."

"How can a child eat so much... Why buy so much... It's not easy to store it." Amina stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

The only thing that could be seen clearly on this open space was a small stove. After all, food is the most important thing, and the first thing that comes to mind is how to cook. Then there is a simple wooden house. The wooden boards are not nailed together, but built in a special way. The small house is only big enough for lying down and sleeping, and even standing up in it is a luxury.

"Why did you buy so much garlic... and green onions... and cilantro... Oh my god, it's on sale, right?"

"Yeah, it's on sale... I bought a lot when I saw it was on sale. If I can't finish it, I can pickle it..."

"You didn't buy chili peppers, you only bought salt...it won't taste good if it's salty..."

"Then don't do it yet... I'll go buy some chili peppers tonight."

The couple's conversation echoed in the grassy open space, along with the sound of nails and hammers hitting each other. Smoke quickly rose up, filling the place with the aroma of roasting meat.

All the spices were neatly placed in rows of boxes. The bellows of the stove were pulled by Amina, and a large pile of goods beside them had not yet been put into the cabinets that had been nailed. The heat from the stove slowly floated into the sky.

Everything is new, which means everything has to be done from scratch. But the more the makers of this little home complete a piece of equipment that they imagine they will need in the future, the happier they are.

"What else do you need?" Ralfa looked at all the tables, chairs, cabinets, and the polished floors.

Some colored water materials on the ground are colorful, and their new life is colorful.

"And some... decorations. You bought too much red paint. Red shouldn't be used in living rooms, and it's not easy to match colors. Go buy some blue or pink paint. Girls can use pink, boys can use blue, and paint the rest white." Amina held the dish and placed the braised pork with red oil and chopped green onions on the newly made table.

"Well, okay, wait, what kind of house do you want to build... I feel... I don't know what kind of house you want. I can't think of the house you want." Ralfa stopped hammering, pointed at the large and small bags of objects, wiped his sweat, and then pointed again: "By the way, I also bought paper, you can draw them all, so I can prepare some wood. I will call the construction wizard this afternoon. It's safer to build the house today. It's okay for adults, but it's best not for children to spend the night in the wild."

Ralfa was about to swing the hammer again, but for some reason, he felt a chill on his back. Soon, he looked around. This vacant lot was the land they bought on the edge of Mousse Village. There was no main road here, only a small path, so he planned to build a wider road. Logically speaking, the road had not been built yet, and not many people knew about this place. He could indeed feel the chill, which was the breath of a strong man.

It's just very strange... this breath gives people the feeling of being an animal.

"Emina, someone is coming..." He stood up and looked around again. The stove was emitting the aroma of rice and smoke was curling up. Two bowls of dishes cooked by Emina were already on the table, also emitting a lot of steam. However, before Ralfa could observe more carefully, Lan Luo had already stood behind Chang Yufeng holding the Nine-Transformation Spiritual Sword.

This also reminded Ralfa to quickly protect his wife and daughter. He quickly picked up the hammer and ran to Emine's side. Emine was holding Erica, looking at Ralfa's aggressive look, and asked in a low voice: "Who could it be?"

This is the life of being on the run. They have to be cautious at the slightest sign of trouble. In most cases, Ralfa's spiritual power enables him to sense that most of the killers are nearby, but he is not sure how to deal with them.

Strange to say, they still have lingering fears about Lan Luo, but this powerful guy doesn't seem to be like a normal person. As long as she doesn't touch her "king", she basically has no hostility. In order to let this "king" stay by their side legitimately, Jack Nieman, who has become their eldest son, well, it's because Miss Lan Luo is so stubborn that she won't leave. Wherever Ralfa and Amina go, she follows. There's nothing she can do. It stands to reason that it doesn't matter if such a powerful person is around, maybe he can protect herself...

Now it seems that even such a powerful figure has been restraining his aura all the time... In the eyes of outsiders, Lan Luo's cold aura is only due to the difference in her own physique, not her strength. There is no deterrent power that will scare people away. Now is the proof of this speculation, because knowing that such a powerful person is by his side, even a killer has to weigh his own strength. If the killer gets close, it must be a murder plan that can succeed.

Emina and Ralfa had escaped death several times before, and they were used to seeing assassins everywhere around them. However, after escaping death from the skyfire, they were even more calm and composed...

I was really forced out.

"Who it could be...it's hard to say..." Ralfa glanced at Amina and motioned Amina to look at Lan Luo. Lan Luo was standing in the pile of wood, staring at the direction ahead. He quickly rotated the Nine Revolutions Spirit Pearl Sword and put it into the scabbard with a snap.

She jumped out of the woodpile, leaped next to them, stood sideways, and released her cold air. The whistling wind frightened the two men so much that they had to protect the two children.

The two babies seemed to have noticed something and kept their eyes on the direction of the path.

Not only was the long path overgrown with weeds, but even the rocks were strewn with bumps. There really was someone walking slowly on it, coming towards them.

The man was seen wearing a magician's hood, and every step he took was silent. Although he was silent, the murderous aura he exuded was fierce, and it began to suppress the surrounding weeds.

This man was very imposing, as if he was afraid that others would not know that he was here to kill people.
"There's open space all around, so I can't run... but he's here with bad intentions, so keep your distance from me." Ralfa rushed forward with the hammer, but was stopped by Emine, who whispered in his ear: "Don't mess around, how can you fight others without a wand... Miss Lanluo is so strong and she hasn't made a sound yet, so stay here!"

"I forgot... Isn't this urgent?" Ralfa shook the hammer, glanced at Lan Luo who was serious, and responded to his wife. He held the hammer and said: "If Miss Lan Luo can't resist it, we will talk about it later..."

"They may not be coming for us... In the past, those killers would lurk and kill us, they would never come to kill us like this..." Amina tiptoed to take a look at the man in black robe.

The man in black robe was murderous and looked like someone who was not to be trifled with. The visible red murderous aura made his entire body blood red. He seemed to be still bleeding, with drops of fiery blood flowing from his cuffs.

The sticky blood fell to the ground, burning the wild grass.

"It's that kind! Fire!" Emina and Ralfa shouted at the same time. Now, regardless of whether Lanluo stopped the man or not, they began to get nervous.

"It turned out to be him..." Ralfa watched the fire generated by blood slowly burn, slowly roasting the weeds on the entire open space, slowly turning them into smoke, and then slowly began to burn.

This fire may have weakened a lot, no longer rising and spreading endlessly. It may also be because the range is much smaller, so this fire gives people a very unusual feeling, not like the fierce wildfire yesterday, but instead has a kind of old and fading air...

Perhaps the owner of this fire is dying, and the fire is dying as well.

"Miss Lan Luo... please be careful with the fire and don't let it spread..."

Ralfa grabbed Amina's hand, then let it go, took a step forward, took out the wand from his sleeve, and ran towards the fire of the person who came.

"Hey! Ralfa!" Amina shouted but she was not in a hurry. She couldn't stop him at all and could only worry.

Lan Luo glanced at the baby in Amina's arms. The baby was staring at her, as if responding to her gaze.

Her eyes were cold and resentful, and they burned heavily with the flames. The Extreme Intent - Snow and Wind Realm disappeared and exploded, rushing towards the person who came.

The wind and snow howled, and the swords rang.

[“Me? Are you talking about me?”

A three-year-old child slowly stood up from his seat. He spoke fluent Principality language, but also had a Wenti County accent that could be easily recognized.

The man who wanted to tell him to stand up was holding a tiny stuffed animal. It was a wolf made of cotton sack with buttons for eyes.

"Here you go, kid! I see you come here every day! You really show my support! I'll give this to you!" The uncle had red hair. Seeing that the child looked a little unbelievable, he walked up to the child with a smile.

There was a very beautiful white plum blossom between the child’s eyebrows. The plum blossom was small, and on his fair and tender forehead, it looked extremely white and beautiful.

"Here you go, little cutie!" The red-haired uncle put his hand on the child's head, rubbed it, and said seriously: "You must stay with your parents. Don't get lost from them..."

"Well... my parents come here to buy things every day." The boy smiled and took the wolf puppet in his hand. The wolf puppet was as big as his whole body. He needed to hold it in his arms to hold it properly.

"Then I feel relieved..." The red-haired uncle smiled happily, stood up, and returned to the box amid the envy of many children. He said to all the children with runny noses or sweaty faces: "Everyone has one. Don't worry. You only need one gold coin to get a doll this big!"

He looked at the little boy with the plum blossom between his eyebrows again, and it seemed that the little boy had left...

He was a little dazed, and slowly glanced at the dolls in his box, then began to smile happily at all the children. His two daughters slowly looked at this father in the car, and their hair was just like his father's...

Angry and red. 】

(End of this chapter)