Who wants to become a god? Aren't you all forcing me?

#531 - Chapter 530 Nonsense Literature

"Actually, you can touch your neck and chest, or do things that boys can do but girls can't. You can tell if you're male or female with a simple test."

Li Chenqiu pointed to his Adam's apple and puffed out his chest.

Hearing this, Nusha hurriedly touched his neck and patted his chest before letting out a long sigh of relief, finally reassured.

"Great, I'm still a man, still a man..." Nusha's face showed a relieved smile.

His previous image was of a stalwart, rough, and bold tough guy. If he really turned into a gentle-looking girl, what would become of him? How could he face the Lord?

Seeing that the other party's emotions had gradually stabilized, Li Chenqiu asked, "Are you going to wait until you get out to see the Lord, or see him now?"

Nusha shouted, "Of course, I'll see him now!"

His voice was very strange, the timbre was pleasant and beautiful, but it always felt weird, like a three-year-old child sitting at a wine table, smoking and drinking, and discussing federal affairs with a group of burly men.

Everything revealed a sense of incongruity.

"Okay."

Li Chenqiu got up and took the Winter Night Painting from not far away, spread it out in front of the two of them, grabbed the Finishing Touch Brush with his left hand, and held Nusha's hand with his right, saying, "We..."

"Wait a minute."

Nusha seemed to have thought of something, shook off Li Chenqiu's hand, squatted on the ground, and rubbed his face.

"You... what are you doing?" Li Chenqiu asked with a dumbfounded expression.

Nusha said without looking up, "Although this body is male, it doesn't look like it, it doesn't fit my image, I have to改造 it."

Li Chenqiu smiled stiffly, saying nothing.

Soon, under Nusha's efforts, the delicate face became less fair, the skin texture was no longer delicate, and a shallow bloodstain appeared on the left cheek.

"Okay, it finally has a bit of my flavor."

Nusha squatted in front of the smooth mirror, touching his face, and nodded with satisfaction.

Li Chenqiu looked at him: "Is it okay now?"

Nusha raised his hand to refuse: "I still have to tidy up my clothes."

Saying that, he forcefully tore at his collar, deliberately scratching a few bloodstains on the exposed chest, and using the self-healing ability and the sand grains condensed by the power to create a few obvious scars.

Seeing this scene, Li Chenqiu remembered the scene of Fu Yuesheng being whipped with iron chains, but the wounds healed themselves, and asked:

"Senior Nusha, I see that you and the Lord can both heal wounds quickly, and a doubt arises in my heart. I would like to ask you, I wonder if I may?"

"Ask!" Nusha replied crisply.

Li Chenqiu's face lit up: "Resurrectionists also have the ability to self-heal and regenerate, and you also have this ability. Is there any connection between the two?"

Nusha glanced at him faintly, and nodded: "Naturally, there is, but I can't tell you, it's a secret."

You've already told me that, haven't you... Li Chenqiu smiled speechlessly, and said disappointedly, "Since it's a secret, then I won't ask any more questions."

"Let's go, I'm ready to see the Lord!"

"Okay!"

Li Chenqiu grabbed Nusha's arm and jumped into the Winter Night Painting together, arriving at the white snowy field.

"Lord! Sinner Nusha has come to see you!"

As soon as he arrived on the snow, Nusha knelt on the ground and shouted loudly, shaking the snowflakes into a flurry.

Fu Yuesheng, who was grilling skewers, stopped his movements, and a look of surprise welled up in his eyes. Then he threw the skewers aside, quickly came to the wooden door, and restored his usual indifference a second before opening the wooden door.

Hearing the "creak" sound from the wooden door in the distance, Nusha tremblingly raised his head, his clear lake-like eyes seemed to reflect the starlight, becoming hazy.

This existence that shocked Li Chenqiu, at the moment he met Fu Yuesheng's eyes, instantly turned red, and tears fell like broken pearls.

"You've come," Fu Yuesheng smiled slightly, his eyes particularly gentle.

"Lord!"

Nusha supported the ground, staggered to his feet, moved his feet and rushed into the wooden house, knelt down in front of Fu Yuesheng, hugged the other party's leg, and cried out:

"Lord! Nusha is sorry for you, we are sorry for you. If it weren't for protecting us, you wouldn't be imprisoned here. We deserve to die..."

Fu Yuesheng patted Nusha's shoulder lightly: "Okay, okay, don't cry, even if you want to cry, don't wipe your snot on my pants, and there are other people here, don't let people laugh at you."

Nusha rubbed his nose with his hand, turned his head and shouted at Li Chenqiu not far away: "Turn around and cover your ears."

A few small black dots floated over Li Chenqiu's head. Under Nusha's gaze, he turned around, covered his ears, and then... a louder cry came from behind.

Under the comfort of the kindergarten teacher Fu Yuesheng, Nusha's voice gradually weakened, and his emotions gradually returned to calm.

"Okay, you can turn around now," Nusha turned his head and shouted.

Li Chenqiu put down his arms and turned around.

"Good, you can hear my voice even with your ears covered, you were indeed eavesdropping on the conversation between me and the Lord!" Nusha pointed at Li Chenqiu and shouted angrily.

Is such a loud voice something that can be blocked by covering your ears... Li Chenqiu smiled helplessly, and his gaze moved to Fu Yuesheng.

"Okay, as long as you didn't see it, who knows who made the sound just now, right!" Fu Yuesheng reached out and pulled Nusha up, his eyes full of helplessness.

He was also very helpless with this subordinate whose IQ was equivalent to a few-year-old child, but there was nothing he could do.

As soon as these words came out, a look of thought flashed in Nusha's eyes, then he nodded, recognized Fu Yuesheng's statement, and praised in his heart, "The Lord is indeed wise like... what comes after that? ".

Li Chenqiu walked into the cabin and opened his mouth and said: "Fu... Lord, I have rescued your people from the Seal God Scroll."

Fu Yuesheng was a little confused by this title: "Why... why are you calling me Lord?"

Li Chenqiu secretly signaled to Nusha with his eyes.

Fu Yuesheng immediately understood.

"Lord, this kid just called you by your name directly, completely disregarding you, but fortunately, after I reprimanded him, he corrected himself," Nusha patted his chest, as if asking for credit.

Fu Yuesheng patted the other party's shoulder: "You... you did a good job, but this person is special, you don't need to call me Lord, you can call me by my name directly."

Nusha scratched his head in confusion: "Why?"

Fu Yuesheng said seriously: "Because he is so special that he can call my name directly."

"So that's how it is!" Nusha nodded obediently, with a look of sudden realization.