Immortality Path: From the Blind Man at the Pharmacy
Chapter 179 - 115, 116. Despite the chaos, they do not move southward, Yune swallows ghosts, the beast with the fur comes to life (big Chapter - seeking subscriptions)_5

Chapter 179: 115, 116. Despite the chaos, they do not move southward, Yune swallows ghosts, the beast with the fur comes to life (big Chapter - seeking subscriptions)_5

The weather officially turned warmer.

The ice and snow began to melt...

The leather snow bunny was also melting.

Water seeped through the stitching, drop by drop.

Yet no one paid it any mind.

Ting liked this rabbit, and it served as a special ornament on the windowsill.

And so, the ice and snow melted...

One evening, it completely melted, forming a small puddle beneath the rabbit.

Under the ghastly pale moonlight, the water seemed imbued with a supernatural power, climbing up the leather rabbit until it fully enveloped it.

The painted eyes on the rabbit’s face suddenly twitched, and the eyeballs started rolling around.

As if... it had come to life.

...

Inside the house, Song Cheng slept soundly with Ting.

Suddenly, Ting’s eyes opened.

As if by some invisible bond, Song Cheng also woke up and met Ting’s eyes.

Before he could speak, Ting said first, "Door, door, open."

Song Cheng was extremely puzzled, but he looked towards the door, and his vision "pierced" through it, revealing two lines of data:

[Strength: 0~0]

[Affection: 100]

Song Cheng was bewildered.

In this inner courtyard, where did someone with an affection level of 100 come from?

And how did Ting know someone was outside the door?

So, he got up and opened the door.

There was nothing outside.

When he looked down, however, he saw a leather rabbit staring up at him.

The rabbit’s eyes, still drawn with ink, rolled around as it stared at him.

The moonlight was cold and bright, making the scene extremely eerie, chilling him to the bone.

The rabbit’s mouth made a "crack crack crack" sound and suddenly tore open, weirdly uttering, "Fall... fall..."

Song Cheng: ...

He suddenly turned around and looked at Ting, only to find that the color of the data above her head was unchanged, just the same as a normal person’s black.

"Daddy," Ting called, her voice young and tender.

"Fall, fall..." the leather rabbit croaked, its voice hoarse.

The two different voices intertwined. Song Cheng looked back at the bizarre rabbit and finally noticed a faint trace of red in the color above its head.

Song Cheng coldly looked at the rabbit and said, "Who are you?"

He wasn’t without suspicion that Ting had created this.

But he couldn’t be sure.

In this situation, he preferred to play it safe.

The rabbit said nothing, but behind him, Ting’s childish voice called, "Daddy, it’s me."

The leather rabbit echoed, "Daddy, it’s me."

As it spoke, the leather rabbit bounced in the moonlight, each landing making a "plop plop" sound.

Cute, yet sinister...

...

...

The next day.

Song Cheng accompanied Ting as she drew again.

But this time, he was not simply being a companion. He had a "verification" motive.

Ting had a talent for drawing. After she finished the rabbit, she seemed to find it uninteresting and started drawing something else...

Today, she drew a bird.

The bird had frozen to death in the snow, which Song Cheng had dug out, and Ting had stared at it for a long time.

So she began to work.

Stroke by stroke.

Drawing quickly, she soon sketched out a "Mirror Bird."

"Dad," Ting said.

She held her drawing high.

Song Cheng skillfully cut and sewed.

Halfway through, Ting exclaimed, "Snow, snow."

Song Cheng said, "There’s no snow. How about water instead?"

Then he drew water from the well, filled the leather, and carefully stitched it up.

Ting cradled the leather bird, happily saying, "Bird, fly, fly."

Song Cheng felt the leather bird "come to life," two lines of data suddenly appearing, one reading "[Strength: 0~0]," the other "[Affection: 100]." The originally dull ink eyes started rolling around, and then it spread its wings and took flight. But after two flaps, it "plopped" down from mid-air.

Ting’s little mouth pursed as she said sadly, "Bird, not fly, not fly."

The bird stepped around the ground, walking with a haughty gait, constantly flapping its wings... but it just couldn’t take off.

The nearby rabbit also ran around anxiously.

Song Cheng watched, dumbfounded.

He scooped up the bird and the rabbit, took Ting back inside, and then went next door to call An Chenyu.

An Chenyu was helping Madam Tong with the children. Being unexpectedly called back, she found it strange. When she opened the door and looked inside, she saw the father and daughter sitting upright like statues.

Song Cheng had a serious expression, while Ting looked very aggrieved.

Song Cheng’s left and right hands were tightly gripping two leather animals: a rabbit and a bird.

An Chenyu couldn’t help but laugh, "What’s going on?"

She closed the door, walked over quickly, squatted slightly, and played with Ting’s little hand, smiling, "Did Daddy take your toys?"

Song Cheng said nothing.

He loosened his grip.

The rabbit "plopped" down to the ground, the bird too.

An Chenyu was stunned, "Song, did you actually get mad at the child? What’s the point of throwing the toys... why... what... the...?"

Her voice trailed off as her eyes widened in shock, reflecting the image of the rabbit and the bird running happily, shouting in hoarse, strange voices, "Mom... mom..."