Digging Your Own Pit

"Ah, yes, I want to make more and store them in my Cosmos Bag." Song Zhi smiled and looked at Mo Xiuyao. "You know that today is my last day and I don't have much time left. So, I'll try to make as much food as possible for you so that you can eat it whenever you want in the future."

Mo Xiuyao stared at Song Zhi's eyes quietly. After a long time, he said, "Your words just now were to make me soften my heart, right?"

"... Yes." Song Zhi admitted it. She had not given up on her evil intentions and was discovered again.

Mo Xiuyao narrowed his eyes and sneered. "Heh…"

Although her plan failed again, Song Zhi still made a bunch of food seriously. From stir-fried vegetables to soup, from Chinese to Western food. She tried to make a few more kinds of dishes and put them into her Cosmos Bag. Meanwhile, a certain Demon Lord had been watching from the side since the morning. When he saw a dish that he was particularly interested in, he would even use his chopsticks to taste it. His actions were very smooth and natural. This made Song Zhi suspect that even if she died in front of him now, it would not affect his appetite.

Song Zhi was finally done in the afternoon. She washed her hands and prepared to give her last words. "Demon Lord, on account of the delicious food I left for you, can you bury me after I die?"

"Sure." Mo Xiuyao held the freshly baked sweet potato and agreed happily. Song Zhi heaved a sigh of relief. Just as she was about to continue, he added, "But you have to dig your own pit."

"Why do I have to dig it myself?" Song Zhi was stunned.

"Because you still have time." After Mo Xiuyao finished speaking, he looked up at the sunlight pouring down from the tree crown. "You should be able to finish digging before dark."

"... Oh great Demon Lord, I've made you so much delicious food, but you still want me to step into the pit myself. Don't you think you're too much?" Song Zhi was speechless.

Mo Xiuyao took a bite of the roasted sweet potato, which was brushed with honey and milk. It was red and sweet, and the taste was very strong. "You can choose not to dig."

"... If I don't dig, you won't bury me when I die, right?" Song Zhi had already lost all hope in Mo Xiuyao's character. Mo Xiuyao looked at her calmly to prove that she was right.

After a long time, Song Zhi took a deep breath. "It's fine if you don't want to bury me. I don't know anything after I die anyway, so there's no difference whether I rot underground or above ground. No, there's still a difference. At least I can disgust you by letting it rot on the ground. I hope you don't mind if maggots crawl around. After all, I'm already dead. I didn't mean to disgust you."

Mo Xiuyao stopped eating the sweet potato and looked at Song Zhi expressionlessly. Song Zhi gave him a big fake smile.

"I don't mind," Mo Xiuyao continued eating his sweet potato.

Song Zhi was so angry, but she could not win! She sat down resentfully and took a sweet potato to eat. She then looked at Mo Xiuyao, who sat opposite her and had no intention of leaving.

"You're not leaving?" Song Zhi asked.

"I'm not leaving." Mo Xiuyao replied.

"Why?" Song Zhi was puzzled.

"I want to see what it looks like when the Gu Poison takes effect." After Mo Xiuyao finished speaking, Song Zhi exploded in anger! She stared at Mo Xiuyao for a while. In order to prevent herself from being angered to death before the poison acted up, she turned around and entered the tent. When she lay down on the bed, she could vaguely hear him say coldly, "You're getting bolder even when you're at death's door."

The corners of Song Zhi's mouth twitched and she pretended not to hear him. Without the annoying Mo Xiuyao, Song Zhi suddenly felt at peace. The chirping of birds in the distance, the sound of the stream nearby, and the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves all made her feel a little nostalgic about this world. She closed her eyes and slowly fell asleep in the sound of nature.

When she woke up again, it was dark in the tent. It was obviously evening. There was less than half a day left, and she was still half asleep. Song Zhi's heart ached and she only recovered after a long time.

"It's fine, it's fine. Sleeping is also a form of enjoyment. No matter what, as long as I'm happy, it's fine." Song Zhi consoled herself as she walked out. The moment she stepped out of the tent, she was stunned. "Why are you here again?"

"I didn't leave at all." Mo Xiuyao looked up.

"Why didn't you leave… Ah, you wanted to see my Gu poison take effect." Song Zhi got her answer halfway through her sentence and sat down opposite Mo Xiuyao with a face full of regret. "It's a pity that you won't be able to see the poison take effect, because I'll die before it takes effect."