33. Nightmare

"Hmm, I'll take that as a compliment," Yeyao said satisfiedly, blinking his eyes and then walking back to the kitchen with light footsteps. Naihe put the round apple turnover into his mouth and then picked up another one, chewing on the sweet and lingering taste while observing the golden crust. It should be mixed with starch or breadcrumbs, but what could it be? It has the effect of gathering and dispersing spirits...
"Tsk tsk," Nahe watched for a while before putting it into her mouth, glancing at the tightly closed kitchen door with interest."Lazy bones must be in the mood to cook today, either trying to prevent me from getting angry later or simply feeling sorry for me, or maybe both... Hard to say, let's just consider it a newfound conscience."
Thinking about it, she opened the long drawer in front of her. Inside, there were several sharp cold weapons and a black, slightly peeled lacquer wooden box that looked somewhat old-fashioned. The box looked about thirty centimeters long and resembled a jewelry box that women used in the past.
Naihe hesitated as she looked at the items in the drawer. Finally, she took out the long, slender, ebony wooden box. She stared at the peeling lacquer surface, and her fingertips gently brushed over the grooves of the lid, landing on the dull copper button. Then, she raised her finger and lifted the copper button, raising the entire lid upwards. As the lid connected with the copper lock behind the box, it made a creaking sound.
Unlike its weathered exterior, the interior of it was filled with red velvet, as if it were a precious necklace or ring box. However, the recessed area of the red velvet held only a silver rod. It was about 30 centimeters long and had a cool texture, as if the silver was infused with moonlight. The rod was intricately carved with the winding and swirling roses that seemed to flourish. At each end of the silver rod, two three-dimensional roses encircled it, protruding slightly beyond the entire length of the rod. Upon closer inspection, one could even see the flexible imprints near those areas.
The gloomy rose... The pale fingertips of the naphthoquinone gently and tenderly slide across its stem, from one end to the other.
Although she does not know who the host and guests of tomorrow's gathering are, one thing is certain: they are real people, not vengeful ghosts. Based on this, she needs to prepare weapons capable of dealing with humans, not vampire sickles. She does not want to kill anyone, as every life deserves respect. Moreover, the rules of the underworld do not allow her to indiscriminately take lives. Short swords and daggers are undoubtedly inappropriate, so this retractable spiritual weapon, the gloomy rose, is the best choice.
This weapon is actually higher than her own power level and she cannot fully control it. However, it can be used as a regular stick to hit people.
After a while, Hao Ye brought out several dishes and placed them on the table, even though it was a dressing table with a mirror.
Seafood porridge, clear and green winter melon pork rib soup, and a plate of assorted mix vegetables.
Not bad... Naihe once again felt surprised, where did he get the ingredients from, this guy really had a plan in advance, instead of spontaneously deciding after seeing me injured...
Na He thought to herself, and at this moment, Yao Ye scooped half a bowl of soup and placed it in front of her, then sat across with a sweet and enchanting voice: "Darling, don't you think I am very perfect?"
Nai He took a sip of soup with a spoon, then looked into his enchanting eyes, pondered for a moment, and nodded gently, saying: "You are not perfect yet, but I can take care of that and turn you into a perfect woman."
"People think it's pretty good," the sweet smile on the opposite side froze for a moment, then became even more charming. Nahe sneaked a glance at her chest and confirmed that it was bigger than her own.
"Darling, tonight..." that sweet voice was interrupted mercilessly before finishing the sentence: "Hao, my dear, would you like me to take you on a road trip?"
The expression on Hao's face instantly stiffened, and she turned pale, not knowing what she was thinking.
The reception of this meal by Nei He was excellent, and this outstanding behavior deserves to be promoted. As a result, even the maid costume he was wearing became more pleasing to the eye. The maid costume... as she continued to look, took a sip of soup, and suddenly said, "Raomei, you can try changing into a butler outfit."
Suddenly I'm curious...
Butler's attire, tails? Rauya lifted her gaze and caught a glimpse of her curious expression. The corners of his lips, always slightly upturned, formed a beautiful curve. His mesmerizing eyes were mysterious and elegant. Lowering his voice deliberately, his dusky and magnetic male voice spoke: "Sure, how about I undress for you later?"
Na He leisurely chewed the food in his mouth and smiled lightly when he looked up: "I can also find someone else to see."
So, Yoru completely vanished without a sound.
Finally, after elegantly finishing the meal, Ruan Ye maintained her composure. Sitting cross-legged on the bed within the boundary of the marriage garment, she nurtured her soul with warm thoughts. When she saw Ruan Ye again after he had cleaned up the tableware and tidied up, he was already dressed in the same black nightgown with golden embroidery from last night.
His long hair, the color of raven ink, cascaded down, and his black eyes reflected the rolling sea of red, resembling the bloody ocean within this enclosure. The bed, covered with a veil, concealed a gigantic lotus. The curvature of his lips was indiscernible, exuding a unique charm and beauty that was difficult to fathom.
"Feeling better?" he walked over slowly, meeting the girl's gaze, lazily sitting on the edge of the bed, one leg bent with the foot resting on the bed surface, his arm resting on top. "You still haven't told me how you got injured."
Naico gently exhaled and then pondered for a moment, honestly saying: "I did a divination, or rather, spirit communication."
Spirit communication... Naoya chewed on the meaning of this word and its possible implications in his mind, and when he looked back again, it seemed like he had already guessed something.
Nian He paused for a moment, then his gaze fixed on his deep eyes, and he slowly asked, "Do you know where there are bronze coffins?"
Rao Ye looked into her pitch-black eyes, searching, and after a while, a lazy smile slowly emerged: "Coffins, definitely in the tomb." The joking tone was very obvious.
"In the grave..." Neihe repeated this word, her gaze lowered, as if pondering, as if exploring some deeper meaning. Then, she lifted her pitch-black eyes to look at the man in front of her, and his face was clearly reflected in her pupils. With two words, she uttered, 'Headache.'"
"Huh..." Kōya sighed, "I'll continue to treat you."
……
Faintly, a crimson light poured down from the sky, with the same crimson mist swirling around, floating aimlessly.
In the pitch blackness between heaven and earth, Naihe looked up and discovered a crimson moon hanging in the sky. It was a full moon, perfectly round, and casting a reddish radiance.
This is a piece of scorched black land, with crisscrossing cracks like scars, ugly and deformed. It winds and twists towards an unclear distance. In the broad cracks, there surges blood-red molten rock, resembling blood plasma, bubbling up into boiling bubbles, then bursting and releasing a crimson mist that disperses into the air.
Nian He walked forward with a lost expression, as if floating.
Ahead, there was a huge bronze coffin, with a greenish patina on it, blurring the carved patterns. It was heavy, ancient, and obscure, giving off an indescribable sense of oppression.
"Goo-doodle," magma bubbled up as red round moonlight sprinkled down with a crimson glow.
"Seems like I've seen it somewhere before..." Nahe stared at the massive bronze coffin, pondering in confusion. She didn't know why she had to move forward, yet cannot stop her footsteps.
Suddenly, she saw a blurry figure emerging next to the coffin, gradually becoming clearer. It was a woman dressed in a black hunting robe, with her long hair tied up and a blurred face. She seemed to be smiling, staring at her.
"Who is it and why does it feel so familiar?" Nahe looked bewilderedly at the woman standing next to the coffin, slowly lifting her hand and swaying it gently. A faint and somewhat indistinct voice echoed.
"Go back, go back."
"Don't come closer, go back."
"Go back..."
The blurry-faced woman stood there, and suddenly Naihe noticed that she was clutching a silver, rose-carved staff in her hand, which was more distinct and vivid than the woman herself.
"I know her!" Neyuhe looked at the woman, and this thought became unusually clear. Suddenly, she realized something at this moment - she was dreaming!
The crimson world collapsed in an instant, the massive bronze coffin and the blurry figure began to distort. Naihe's heart suddenly felt a sharp pain, and reached out her arm towards the blurry figure, but couldn't move: "Don't go..."
随后，蜷缩在床上的萘荷瞬间睁开了眼睛。她喘息着坐了起来，抬头看见了黑暗中掩映的纱幔，带着绯色的轻红。
"What's wrong?" a familiar voice sounded from beside her, and two arms gently wrapped around her waist.
"It's nothing..." Nahe held her forehead, her eyes unusually clear.
Dream... is it because I saw that bronze coffin, I felt instinctively that the bronze coffin was dangerous, and today I took out the Dark Rose, so I had such a dream? Or, is it foreseeing something in the dark?
Naihe calmed down quickly and pushed away someone who had taken the opportunity to approach: "I'm fine."
"Rest well," Rauya didn't linger either, just let go of the hand and turned over in the darkness. Naihe lay back down silently, tightly clutching and rolling up the blanket to make it more suitable for hugging, then buried their face in it, which carried a familiar scent.
At least here is safe.
……
Mentally recovering Naihe sat there watching the latest idol drama. She felt that her emotions haven't been very good recently and it's suitable to use this thing to regulate her mood. She once thought that connecting the land of the living signal to the Yellow Springs Road was the best reform in the underworld.
"Hi, Xiaonaihe!" a cheerful voice suddenly jumped out from the door, causing Naihe to look up.