Time Travel: The Best Doctor in Ancient Times

Chapter 740: Chapter 575: The Soup is Cooked, Time to Take it Off the Stove!

Yuan Bao hurried forward when he saw his wife shaking her head and sighing, ”Wife, what’s the matter?”

What compares to patience, only to find oneself lacking?

Before Gu Changsheng could reply, Yuan Bao’s eyes widened with excitement, ”Wife, are you willing to break through the siege now? Rest assured, as long as you want to break through, Yuan Bao will risk his life to ensure that you and master leave safely!”

”Slap!”

The next moment, a little slap landed on Yuan Bao’s head, silencing his incessant chatter.

”Break through? Break through what exactly?” Gu Changsheng glanced at Yuan Bao, eyeing his figure, the corner of his mouth twitching, ”This body of yours was nurtured by countless meals meant for Xiao Leizi, you better keep fattening up honestly — don’t even think about dying or living! Even if you died, you’d still be fat!”

”Wife... It’s not fair to attack me like this! Wuu...” Rubbing his head, Yuan Bao looked aggrieved.

Gu Changsheng gave him a sharp look and ignored him, eyes gleaming as he watched the chicken soup boiling in the pot, his lips slightly curling.

”Son-in-law, please persuade the wife, sitting here waiting for death is surely not the solution! Son-in-law and wife’s martial arts are excellent, even surrounded by thousands, breaking out won’t be difficult. I implore you to prioritize the bigger picture and lead the wife to escape!” Xiao Cui, looking at her immovable wife, knelt before Zhou Mu with a solemn voice.

Although she had undergone the rigorous training of the Dark Night Army, she mostly practiced external martial arts and her Inner Strength was lacking; yet she could still feel the murderous intent from all directions!

Seeing this, Han Qiu and the others also knelt on one knee.

Their wife often acted erratically, but she dared not forget that they were now completely at the mercy of others!

Zhou Mu, hearing this, helplessly looked at the small woman who had turned around, shrugging innocently.

”What, you’re pleading with me? Are you attempting an indirect strategy to save our state?” Gu Changsheng, holding a soup spoon, pointed at the neatly kneeling six beauties, ”I say, why don’t you show some courage as a great general should? Understand steadiness in crisis, understand keeping your composure under the pressure of Mount Tai? It’s just a siege by a thousand people, I’ve been surrounded by tens of thousands before, and am I not still jumping around lively?”

Always calling on the evildoer for help, honestly, it’s irredeemably stupid!

”Wife, times are different now, the Southern Borderlands are a bizarre realm of Gu insects everywhere; even if you have great skills, two fists can’t beat four hands, let alone the countless Gu insects? Wife, please think of the Young Master still in danger; we must not let our small issues hamper the grand plan!” Upon hearing this, Xiao Cui immediately shook her head, the wife refused to break through for their sake, she knew, but she would never allow herself to become a burden to her wife!

Thinking this, a determined flash crossed Xiao Cui’s eyes; she exchanged a glance with Han Qiu, reaching silent understanding.

Gu Changsheng, squinting his Phoenix Eyes, looked at the six beauties before him, catching their slight movements, then abruptly raised his hand, concentrating Inner Strength into threads, pulling towards the longswords they wore!

”Swoosh!”

”Swoosh!”

”...”

The synchronized sound of swords being drawn; Xiao Cui and Han Qiu’s hands froze mid-air, watching dumbstruck as their weapons, as if sprouting legs, flew towards their wife!

”Wife!” Xiao Cui called out!

”Hmph!” Gu Changsheng gathered the Inner Strength, watched as the drawn longswords fell before her, and stomped her foot twice in frustration, ”What now? You think I’m the same idiot as Yuan Bao, trying to force me using death? Your tricks, time and again, really never fail!”

Damn it, ever since Han Qiu had started this tactic with a sword to the throat to coerce her, those around her had really taken to copying her, truly finding her Achilles’ heel!

But was she really that foolish? Would she keep giving them chances?

Too naive, indeed!

The embarrassingly spotlighted Yuan Bao, feeling quite helpless, rubbed his nose — might as well be the fool as accused, did his wife really need to bring it up so often?

How embarrassing...

Gu Changsheng glanced at the six kneeling women, turned around to look at the surroundings, ”A thousand people, huh! To think so highly of me to prepare such an extravagant scene, just to put me to death! Xiangka Tianji, remember my name, Gu Changsheng! Hope you find this grand gift to your satisfaction!”

A thousand people! A thousand women!

Did they really think she, Gu Changsheng, would go easy on women, unwilling to strike?

Turning back, bending over, she fanned the simple pot to waft the aromatic smell, Gu Changsheng spoke with a smile, ”Evildoer, people say wealth reeks and roads are littered with frozen bones, what do you think this savory pot of meat brings?”

”Corpses!” Zhou Mu answered, terse and forceful.

The few behind them suddenly looked up in surprise, gazing towards their master and lord.

”Lord, what kind of riddle are you and wife playing?” Yuan Bao, ever the one to ask when he doesn’t understand, stepped forward and timidly asked.

Zhou Mu gave him a look, his eyes clearly showing his resignation.

Feeling utterly disparaged by his own lord, Yuan Bao immediately stepped back, no longer daring to speak.

”Ha ha...” Gu Changsheng burst into laughter upon hearing that, his laughter wild and unrestrained, echoing far across the Red Rock Mountain as night began to fall, startling a flock of birds into flight.

”In all the world, only evildoers truly understand me!” Gu Changsheng turned back, his eyes blazing as he looked at the man in front of him, resembling a jade tree, his smile undiminished.

”If not for this, why would Changsheng, my beloved, willingly marry down?” Zhou Mu said with a slight smile, instantly captivating.

Gu Changsheng was mesmerized by his smile, his cheeks flushed, and he hurriedly turned around to stir the chicken soup in the pot with a ladle!

In the mountain basin, Gu Changsheng’s laughter, unsurprisingly, reached the ears of those encircling him from all directions.

”Lord Miaosu, what does Gu Changsheng, this wretch, mean by this?” An woman in black clothes asked from atop a tree, looking up at the elder seated above her, a frown of confusion on her face, ”To be in such a situation, yet calmly cooking, and he can still laugh!”

”You worry too much, Sister Heluo!” Another person remarked, face full of mockery, inhaling the faint scent of meat, ”Typical of people from the Central Plains, born extravagant. Even here in our impoverished and rough Southern Borderlands, they cannot forget the bad habits of the rich from the Central Plains! In this case, letting them die stuffed wouldn’t be so bad!”

”Hmph! To know that death is inevitable yet force a smile, they really can’t shed the contemptible vices of the people from the Central Plains!” Miaosu Posuo said, scoffing coldly, her disdain growing more evident.

”What Lord Miaosu says is true!”

”...”

Upon hearing this, a few Gu women with Posuo immediately murmured in agreement.

In the hollow, the smell of the chicken soup became more overpowering. Even Yuan Bao, anxious and worried, couldn’t hide his gluttonous nature, sniffing the air and inching closer to the pot.

”My dear, is the chicken soup ready?” Yuan Bao asked, swallowing saliva, his eyes gleaming.

Gu Changsheng glanced at him, and replied very sincerely, ”It’s ready! The soup is done, it’s time to take it off the stove!”

Upon hearing this, Yuan Bao immediately rubbed his hands together in anticipation, ”My dear, you once said something very true, if we are to die, let’s die on a full stomach, with enough strength to perhaps take one or two down with us!”

”And then what?” Gu Changsheng asked, raising an eyebrow.

”And then? Can we start eating now?” Yuan Bao asked with a drooling face, smiling broadly.

Gu Changsheng heard this and twitched his lips, staring at Yuan Bao in front of him, utterly speechless.

Seeing his wife not objecting, and when it came to food, Yuan Bao was particularly quick. His plump body was by his wife in a blink of an eye, taking the ladle from her, scooping up a little chicken soup, and blowing on it eagerly, ”Yuan Bao will try it first to see if it’s ready, ha ha... ”

”You’re clearly eager to feast, yet you come up with such a high-sounding excuse. Who are you trying to fool?” Gu Changsheng scoffed, squinting at the half-spoonful of chicken soup in Yuan Bao’s hand, and gestured towards the Soul-Devouring Python behind him.

Because of the special bond between a Feeder and Gu insects, in fact, Gu Changsheng didn’t need to say a word, the Soul-Devouring Python could understand his intent.

Thus, just as Yuan Bao blew on the chicken soup in his hand, and it was about to enter his mouth, a snake tail ”whoosh!” swept over!

”Bah! Huff huff!”

Splashed with chicken soup all over his face, Yuan Bao wiped his face while howling from the burn, hopping up and down clutching his ears.

Zhou Mu, knowing the consequences a moment earlier, extended his arm, pulling the woman beside him back a step, avoiding the splash range of the chicken soup.

”Whoosh!”

The next instant, the tail of the Soul-Devouring Python, still gaining momentum, also knocked over the makeshift stove!

”Gobble gobble!”

The scalding hot chicken soup splashed everywhere, the turkey responsible for the fire shook its body, craning its neck angrily, roared!

”Great! There we go, the turkey has turned into a drenched chicken! Our dinner’s been washed out too!” Gu Changsheng, looking at the sorry state of the turkey, couldn’t help but shrug his shoulders with a good mood, innocently speaking.

”Gobble gobble!” The turkey looked at the Soul-Devouring Python, fire shooting from its chicken eyes.

”Hiss hiss!” The Soul-Devouring Python hung its head low, looking particularly innocent, not its fault, it’s a good snake, it listens to what the Feeder says...

”Soul-Devouring Python, what are you playing at!” Yuan Bao shouted, beating the leftover soup off his body, furious, ”I was just about to have a drink! Did you have to splash it all over me and then knock over the pot too?”

”Hiss hiss!” It wasn’t its fault, really not its fault!

With the pot knocked over, the chicken soup splattered in all directions, the rich aroma of the chicken soup intensifying even more.

Gu Changsheng watched as the scene was about to erupt into a major fight between one human and two Gu, his lips curling slightly. He turned his head towards the slopes surrounding them, his gaze resting on the few martial arts experts’ positions, and slowly spoke, ”Yuan Bao, before you start fighting with the Soul-Devouring Python and turkey, why don’t you help me count something?”

”Huh?” Yuan Bao turned back at his wife’s words, puzzled.

”You count from one to ten...”