Magic Chef Of Ice And Fire

MCIF Chapter 1.3

Chapter 1.3 - Hunt of the Ice and Snow Worshipper

The white congee's sweet fragrance mixed with the green vegetable's clean freshness, these two distinct flavors complemented each other perfectly. After he downed the bowl of congee, Nian Bing felt a bit of his strength recover and his spirit had very much improved. This common vegetable congee gave him such a refreshing, pleasant feeling on his lips and teeth. It's basic taste was extremely satisfying. He could not help but receive a favorable impression of Zha Ji.

"Grandpa, thank you. That congee was delicious. Did you make it?" Nian Bing asked curiously.

A sad expression flashed from Zha Ji's eyes, "Currently, I can only produce this kind of ordinary dish."

"Ordinary? In what way? This vegetable congee is the most delicious thing I've ever ate. The taste is truly wonderful. It's... It's even better than what mother used to make, their flavors are absolutely incomparable." Mentioning his own mother, Nian Bing's eyes couldn't help but turn red. An intense hatred emitted, Zha Ji couldn't help but be secretly fearful.

"Child, I still don't know your name, what is it? How did you fall into the water? Where is your family?"

Nian Bing's whole body became rigid. Although he is only ten years old, he had spent his entire life following his father traveling east and west. Compared with children of the same age, he is much more mature. His father has already told him that when he meets a stranger, to only say a third of the truth. Two years ago, he accidently revealed them, causing them experience an additional month of pursuit. After that month, he clearly understood this. Lowering his head, he said: "I think my name is Nian Bing. I don't really remember anything else."

Nian Bing was only ten years old, but in front of this old Zha Ji, how could these words possibly be convincing? However, Zha Ji didn't ask about it. Instead, he said with a faint smile: "My name is Zha Ji, you can call me Grandpa Zha. You said you've already forgotten everything. Then do you have a place to go to?"

With great difficulty, Nian Bing resisted letting his tears flow. He shook his head. "I don't know where I should go."

After seeing Nian Bing's sorrowful appearance, Zha Ji's heart couldn't endure it. "Forget about it. Child, I know you have a within your heart that you don't wish to speak of it. Grandpa won't force you. If you wish, then you can stay here for the time being. In any case, this peach blossom forest only has one resident."

Nian Bing suddenly opened his large eyes and firmly said: "No. Thank you Grandpa Zha, but I must leave. You have already saved me. I can't involve you.""

Zha Ji wrinkled his eyebrows. "By saying such, there are people aiming for your life. What kind of cruel men are they? They won't even let a child as small as you get away. During your sleep, you unceasingly shout for you father and mother. Don't tell me.... Your parents have already run into misfortune?"

No longer able to hold back his tears, Nian Bing bitterly cried, flowing down his face. Zha Ji quickly embraced him to his chest and consoled him. "It's fine now. Everything has already past. You must be frightened. This place of mine is a well-kept secret, it is a so-called forbidden area. Normal people can't come here. First you should calm down, At least wait until your body has recovered before you think about departing. Go back to sleep. At night, Grandpa will give you something good to eat." Pacified by Zha Ji, Nian Bing entered the land of dreams once more.

When the ten year old Nian Bing woke from his dream once more, he state of mind was already completely stable. Originally sunshine had entered from outside the window, but it was already dark. The birds had also returned to their nests to rest, and his surroundings have become quiet.