Chapter 377: 0238 Xu Chang’an Does Not Like the Concept of Reincarnation (Two-in-One)
The snowman was initially lifeless, but came to life because of an inadvertent act by Miss Yun.
Yun Qian reached out, took the iron shovel gleaming with cold light, and in Xu Chang’an’s astonished gaze, she cleanly and neatly chopped off the snowman’s head.
The snowman’s irregularly shaped round head rolled to Xu Chang’an’s feet.
If someone could see special things, they would find many dark, eerie auras descending upon the snowman’s head.
But now, they’re gone.
"..."
The gentle breeze brushed against the face, and the clouds above the Frosty Heaven seemed to sigh in relief, resuming their flow.
As the shovel in Yun Qian’s hand clanged to the ground, the dark light in the snowman’s handprint began to gradually fade, and at the same time, the anxious Thunder Tribulation brewing above the Nine Heavens finally dissipated.
In this world, some creations inherently carry karma.
As if the stories Xu Chang’an told of Nuwa.
Miss Yun is no different.
In fact, at the very moment Yun Qian completed her work, this snowman that Xu Chang’an described as "ugly yet adorable" had already reached its complete form, possessing indescribable power.
However, because Yun Qian cared for the snowman, regardless of what Realm it reached, it was never able to take shape, nor could it escape the dreamscape, and could only obediently remain in place waiting for Xu Chang’an’s appraisal.
Today, something very strange happened; a non-divine existence was decapitated, dying quietly amidst these flowers, unremarkably.
But none of that matters now.
Never mind those who haven’t left, even those mighty one who could tear through the ancient gears of stars wouldn’t dare to appear by Miss Yun’s side again.
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Xu Chang’an: "...?"
What’s going on with Miss Yun?
He gently picked up the snowman’s head at his feet, saying somewhat helplessly, "Miss, I only said it was a bit ugly, but you didn’t have to go this far, are you upset?"
Xu Chang’an felt regret, for the snowman was made by Yun Qian, and he even thought of keeping it, taking it out to look at from time to time.
"I’m not angry, just that it’s different." Yun Qian blinked, looking at Xu Chang’an with the snowman’s head in his hands.
Actually, Miss Yun didn’t care if she had created some monster, since this happened countless times before, after all, in the past, even just a thought of hers could create matters that were numerous and indescribable before her husband.
It’s just that adding another snowman doesn’t add much, and losing one doesn’t lose much either.
But as Yun Qian said...
This snowman had to die, and from all perspectives, it must die completely.
The reason... naturally had to do with someone she cared about.
Yun Qian quietly looked at the young man before her, asking, "Do you really like this snowman?"
"Of course, I do," Xu Chang’an said without hesitation. Even if the snowman his Miss made was truly ugly, he would still like it.
"But Miss, what was that just now?" Xu Chang’an picked up the snowman’s head, walked over, placed the shovel against the wall, and asked with concern, "If you’re tired, why not rest indoors."
"...I’m not tired." Yun Qian shook her head, reached out to take the snowman’s head already somewhat misshapen from falling, holding it in her arms, she said, "I made it ugly, but if you like it... I hadn’t thought about it."
"Mm." Xu Chang’an thought it over, feeling that Yun Qian indeed seemed slightly displeased when he called the snowman "cute."
Perhaps, he shouldn’t have spoken so bluntly about the snowman she carefully crafted?
After all, Miss Yun had already shown quite a bit of girlish sentiment today.
He wondered if praising the snowman’s look now would improve her mood.
At this moment, Xu Chang’an truly forgot this was a dreamscape.
"Ahem. Miss, what kind of snowman did you build? Is it a monk? See, how round and smooth the top is, it’s just like a monk, built so well," Xu Chang’an said with utmost sincerity.
He really was struggling to find words to praise, the snowman’s head was inherently round, could it grow hair?
But indeed, among all aspects, the snowman’s head was the most intact, thanks to Miss Yun’s craftsmanship.
Yes.
Indeed round, that’s the only merit Xu Chang’an could find.
"Monk?" Yun Qian paused, lowered her head to glance at the head in her arms, and raised her head to say to Xu Chang’an, "I... made you."
Indeed, she thought Xu Chang’an would look good even bald.
If he wanted to become a monk, there was nothing wrong with that.
"...?????"
Unlike Yun Qian’s contemplation, Xu Chang’an was directly stunned.
What did she build?
Built himself?
In Miss Yun’s mind, he’s just like this.
"?"
Well built, don’t build it again.
Xu Chang’an’s mind buzzed, looking at the snowman head in Yun Qian’s arms, covering his face.
Wait.
Xu Chang’an suddenly felt a chill on his neck.
If Yun Qian built the snowman with him in mind, then...
The scene where Yun Qian neatly chopped off the snowman’s head played repeatedly in his mind.
That means, Miss Yun just chopped off his head, now holding it in her arms...
"Miss, I... haven’t angered you recently, have I?" Xu Chang’an cautiously asked.
"No, why ask?" Yun Qian curiously looked at him.
"It’s nothing, don’t hold my... I mean, the snowman’s head, it’s eerie," Xu Chang’an said, carefully taking the snowman head back from Yun Qian, then placing it back on the snowman’s body, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.