Traveling with Indra

The kitchen was filled with steam, Mingluo was busy, the steamer was emitting fragrance, Mingluo cut the fried pork belly and arranged it on a plate, then filled it with preserved vegetables. Counting the plates, there were 10 plates of braised pork belly in total, leaving a few for Asura. Then put a plate of sea bass, crab, vermicelli and clams in garlic sauce, today's meal is steamed bowl.

The dried mustard greens were just delivered today. Xiaokui from Butterfly House harvested the mustard greens she planted when she came to Butterfly House. They were carefully steamed and dried nine times before being sent over by someone else. The mustard greens that have gone through so many processes have a particularly charming aroma. Who wouldn't cut a piece of pork belly when they smell this?

"Are you still angry?" Ming Luo finished steaming the dishes, washed her hands and stretched.

She came back from training yesterday, and Indra's face was cold, as if she was unhappy to be left here for a month, so she chose to update the menu... to make peace. After all, it's late autumn, who wants to have a refrigerator around?

The aroma from the kitchen wafted far away, and Ubuyashiki Amane came to check it out several times. Mingluo also counted their portions, and the children opened their eyes wide, curious about what kind of unfamiliar dishes these were.

"Indra, it's time to eat." Mingluo's voice was sweeter than usual, trying to attract attention.

With a rustle, the shoji door opened. Indra was still as calm and indifferent as ever, but he paused when he smelled the aroma of meat, knowing that there would be a new dish today.

"Aren't you tired?" Indra frowned slightly. Mingluo was covered in wounds yesterday. Why didn't she rest but cooked instead?

"...Huh?" Ming Luo's eyes were a little dull. Why didn't he seem angry?

Indra couldn't ignore her confusion and reached out to touch her forehead. "Are you feeling unwell?"

"It's okay, I'm hungry." Ming Luo's voice trembled a little, and she took two steps back and walked in front of him.

【Not holding a grudge? 】

[Then why did you look so unhappy yesterday? ]

Mingluo took Indra into the kitchen and demonstrated to him what braised pork was. The most straightforward part was the word "bouchong". With a click and a flip, the dish was ready.

"It looks good!"

"Ah."

Indra stared at the appearance of the braised pork, which was neatly stacked, showing an attractive reddish-brown color, with fat and lean meat, and distinct textures. Each piece of meat was evenly sized, moderately thick, and gleaming with a glittering oily sheen, as if telling of its deliciousness. The skin of the meat was fried to a golden and crispy exterior, forming a sharp contrast with the tenderness of the meat.

The layer of black and shiny preserved vegetables underneath, which exudes a unique fragrance, is the highlight of this dish.

The two of them ate in the yard outside the kitchen. The first dish they picked up was braised pork with chopsticks. It was trembling on the chopsticks, and the delicious taste instantly bloomed on the tip of the tongue after a gentle bite. The fat part melted in the mouth, fat but not greasy, and the delicate taste was intoxicating. The skin was fried first and then steamed, which added a different taste.

Mingluo put the meat on the rice, mixed it with the soup and the rice grains of preserved vegetables. The taste was amazing! "Woo woo~"

"It's delicious, teach me how to make it." Indra ate the mellow taste, moderate saltiness and freshness, with a hint of sweetness. This meal is very fresh, and the taste of the steamed bowl is unique.

"Okay." Ming Luo responded vaguely, and after eating a bowl of rice, she began to talk about training.

She talked about Ashura at the training ground, because there were so many injured people, he was busy all the time, and his skills had improved. It felt like his chakra had increased, and branches could grow out of his body.

"He was so scared that he jumped up, and then he excitedly made various things with the branches. Before I left, he had made 100 wooden beds." Ming Luo put down her chopsticks and spoke helplessly.

"A new escape technique?" Indra was slightly stunned. His stupid younger brother finally made progress.

Ming Luo was a little excited. Asura could now plant big trees and green a large area. Because many team members slept on the ground, he started to get the necessary furniture for everyone.

As long as I practice a little more, I will be able to live in a three-bedroom, one-living-room house by just clasping my hands together.

"It's quite useful. If the healing power is enhanced... it's like his personality." Indra didn't think that Wood Release was useless for this. It takes many years for wood to mature, and his brother's acceleration in an instant is a big bug. "I'll go check on him later. Help me sort out the documents and manuscripts in the room. Yesterday... Ubuyashiki said it was almost done."

"Can we just split it up?" Ah, here it comes.

"The manuscripts all have page numbers." Indra is a meticulous person and he would mark the pages even when he was writing them.

"I'll pack the braised pork and you bring it to him!" Mingluo remembered that she had promised Asura to bring him something delicious.

-late at night-

The moon was high in the sky, and the only sound in the quiet Ubuyashiki mansion was breathing. Indra entered Mingluo's bedroom through the open window, woke up the sleeping person, and walked out directly.

A female voice suddenly appeared in the darkness. Her lavender eyes were gentle, but her voice was full of confusion: "Don't you want her to leave first?"

If you are worried, why do you keep someone around?

"She has something she wants to do." Indra kicked open the door of the underground passage and walked down holding Mingluo.

And only when you are by my side can I protect you.

Everything returned to calm. After an unknown amount of time, Indra felt a special breath invading his perception range. He gently woke Mingluo up to prevent her from being frightened by the sudden loud noise.

Indra signaled Mingluo not to speak and pointed to the location above.

Ming Luo woke up instantly, looked around and wondered in her heart: Why didn’t you wake me up before?

The conversation outside begins, Ubuyashiki is talking to Muzan Kibutsuji. Ubuyashiki is so persistent in hunting Muzan because they were once from the same clan. A thousand years ago, an evil ghost appeared in the clan, causing the bloodline to be cursed, and all children would die. When the clan was about to die out, the priest suggested: kill the ghost.

From then on, Ubuyashiki tried his best to fight against demons, and every generation married a goddess. Their children no longer died young, but they still did not live past the age of thirty.

Ming Luo listened to Muzan laughing at Ubuyashiki's naivety and the so-called heavenly punishment. But she believed that heavenly punishment existed, but the god who carried out the heavenly punishment was too weak to kill Muzan, and could only bully the Ubuyashiki clan.

"If I wasn't too weak, I would be like in the cultivation world, chopping off any evil cultivator I catch." Ming Luo muttered softly, how could the heaven's punishment not come upon this ghost?

Indra looked at her with a look of confusion. Mingluo didn't like "unfairness". Whether it was gods or rules, she had a rebellious heart and no respect at all. Moreover, Mingluo didn't like the Buddha's sayings. She didn't like to forgive evil people, and she didn't like evil people turning to good and becoming Buddhas.

But you want to say she is an atheist? She would worship the God of Wealth and the God of Kitchen during the Chinese New Year. Her devout prayers for her own wealth made him doubt his life at that time.

Mingluo listened carefully to the noise outside and found that Indra's expression was strange. She glared at him unhappily: What did I say wrong?

Indra turned his head away from her, simply impressed by her agility.