Xun Nu didn't have a name at first. After being abandoned by his family, he wandered alone and nearly died from illness after being injured. That's when his throat was damaged, and he also forgot some things from when he was younger, so of course he didn't have a name.

His master picked him up but never gave him a name. It wasn't until he was twelve and could stand on his own that he got a sword named Xun. From then on, his master called him Xun Nu, saying he would be a slave driven by the sword for the rest of his life.

But aside from his master who died early, few people called him that. Most people who had to deal with him just called him "Xun".

In fact, Xun Nu didn't care what others called him, nor did he care about what his master said back then. To him, his sword was his only companion, not anything else.

The Xun sword was a very strange sword. It was naturally without a sheath and was too sharp. Even Xun Nu was cut by the blade many times at first. Later, when he got used to the sword and stopped getting cut by it, he would casually wrap it in cloth as a makeshift sheath.

It was just a bit troublesome when fighting with others - as soon as the sword qi moved, the cloth strips would shatter and couldn't be used for long.

He didn't care much about this himself, but others found it hard to ignore. So the boss of the assassin organization specially ordered someone to cast a sheath for him, inlaid with gold and silver, and embedded with seven night pearls.

Not only was it too heavy to pick up, the night pearls would glow at night, which was very unfavorable for his stealth. He pried them out with his finger before the sheath was finally usable.

He used it like this for a few years until it was lost in this ambush.

"Isn't it very inconvenient to lose the sheath? It will cut your hand if you hold it like this. Why don't I make a sheath for you as a temporary fix?"

Saying this, Tang Li went to the edge of the Ghostly Crying Forest, wanting to cut a thick branch to make a sheath for the young god. But she couldn't even make a notch on a branch after grinding with her dagger for a long time, so she had to run back and ask the young god to borrow his sword.

After listening to her, Xun Nu moved his fingers and handed her the straight black sword placed by his side. "Be careful, the blade is sharp."

Lady Tang Li was so moved by the young god's hoarse low voice. She took the sword and went to cut branches with great enthusiasm. Sure enough, the sword was sharp. After a few chops, she cut off a branch. She simply cut a few more branches and dragged them all back.

She was always quick in doing things. She compared the branches with the Xun sword, marked them with a dagger, and started carving a sheath for it with the Xun sword.

The branches of these trees in the Ghostly Crying Forest were very strange. The outside was dark, and the inside was still black after peeling off the bark. Tang Li made a black sheath. Finally, when she inserted the Xun sword into the sheath, it fit perfectly. As a temporary item, it was qualified.

"Take a look, is it okay?" Wiping the sweat from her forehead, Tang Li handed the sheath to Xun Nu, who was half-lying there.

Xun Nu took it and looked at it twice, saying, "Very good."

He was actually a little happy in his heart, because he liked this simple sheath. It looked much better than the one the organization boss had specially made for him before. He also felt that his Xun sword companion would like this sheath more.

Tang Li knew he would like it. When this silent young god turned the sheath, there were two points of light in his dark eyes, which was so good-looking.

Seeing the person she was taking care of happy, Tang Li was even happier. She simply used another branch to make a simple crutch for Xun Nu. He was too badly injured and had just been able to sit up. It was still very difficult for him to walk. This crutch might come in handy in a couple of days.

There were some other branches that Tang Li originally planned to use for firewood. Who knew that these branches would give off a foul smell when burned and were difficult to burn. She had to give up this idea and used these branches to reinforce the shed.

Xun Nu's condition was not good, and the two could not move for the time being. The biggest problem now was the food issue. The trees in the Ghostly Crying Forest were strange. The blackish weird plants obviously couldn't be eaten. This mountain of corpses was barren. The conditions were very harsh. Relying on the box of pastries Tang Li brought, they couldn't last a few days.

In the end, Tang Li had no choice but to target those carrion birds, trying to catch a few.

Xun Nu slept more when he was unconscious and woke up less. Every time he woke up, he would find Tang Li working hard. This time when he woke up, he saw Tang Li catching a carrion bird, just pouncing on one and pressing it to the ground.

Xun Nu: "..."

Returning with a wriggling sack, Tang Li found that Xun Nu was awake and asked him with a loving face if he was hungry.

Xun Nu stared at the carrion bird in her hand, his voice low, "This kind of bird can't be eaten. It's poisonous."

Hearing this, Tang Li let out a disappointed sigh, loosened her hand, and let go of the carrion bird that had lost a lot of feathers. The previously gloomy black bird now had sparse feathers. It let out a few strange squawks, flapped its wings, and fled in panic, seeming a bit pitiful.

Folding the sack and putting it aside, Tang Li sat next to Xun Nu, feeling a little regretful, "I originally wanted to cook some meat soup for you to drink." With such injuries, there was no nourishment at all. How could he recover quickly?

Back then, she had a friend who accidentally fell down the stairs and broke his leg. He stayed in the hospital for a month, and she sent pig trotter soup for more than twenty days in a row.

Now that the young god was covered in wounds, Tang Li felt that she should cook some chicken soup. There was no chicken for the time being, so she could only make do with birds. Who knew that birds couldn't be eaten.

"I'm not hungry." Xun Nu shook his head, "You should rest." She seemed to have been busy all the time.

Tang Li smiled, "Alright then, I'll go sleep for a while." She had hardly rested these past few days and had been busy all the time. In addition to personality issues, there was also the reason of not being used to it. Suddenly changing to a different world and a different body, it really wasn't that easy to get used to.

When she was in the North City Lord's manor before, she couldn't sleep at night either, so during the day, she would follow Auntie Sun in the kitchen to find things to do everywhere.

She slept very soundly this time. When she woke up, it was almost dark. Sitting up and rubbing her eyes, she subconsciously glanced to the side. Tang Li was immediately shocked awake. There was no one where Xun Nu had been lying before.

Did he leave, or did something happen? Or... did he go to the bathroom?

Tang Li stood up and looked around, calling out, "Xun Nu?" She called out a few times but no one responded. Only then did she start to panic. She climbed to the top of a nearby hill to look around. As soon as she reached the top, she saw a staggering black figure walking towards her in the distance.

It was Xun Nu. Tang Li quickly ran down to meet him. When she reached him, she noticed that he was using the walking stick she had made for him, and he was holding a bleeding animal in his hand. She was stunned. "You went hunting? But you're still injured."

She was impressed by the young god's physique. It had only been a few days, yet he could already walk on his own. If it were her, she might have had to lie down for two months. When she saw that Xun Nu's wounds had reopened and started bleeding again, Tang Li's heart ached terribly.

"Ah, why weren't you more careful? Your wounds have reopened. Does it hurt? It must hurt a lot. Where did you catch this? It must have been very difficult for you to catch it when you can barely walk. Come, I'll carry you back." Tang Li chattered on, asking one question after another.

Xun Nu had wanted to answer, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he realized he couldn't keep up with the questions, so he just shut his mouth and listened silently.

When he saw Tang Li making a move to carry him, he shifted back slightly to avoid her hands. He felt that if he put his weight on her like that, he might crush her. Why did she think she could carry him?

"You can't carry me," Xun Nu said bluntly.

Tang Li, who had been blinded by the male god, came back to her senses. She could only choose to support him back, then wipe the blood from his wounds again.

With his black robe removed, his chest and shoulders were exposed. The thin layer of muscle was slightly tense from the pain, making the muscle shape especially beautiful. Even the crisscrossing wounds on top gave a sense of cool and handsome sexiness.

Xun Nu's black hair was not tied up, draped over his shoulders. Tang Li brushed his hair to one side, feeling her hands tremble as she cleaned his wounds. She ached for the male god, but his overflowing hormones really made her blush and her heart race. It was simply irresistible.

Tang Li felt she should say something to divert her attention. Seeing the prey set aside, she asked, "Xun Nu, what is this that you caught? I haven't seen it before."

Xun Nu turned his face to the side, letting her clean the wounds on his shoulders and back, and answered simply, "Ground pig."

Ground pig? Isn't that another name for anteater? Tang Li looked at the thing again and felt it didn't look like an anteater. It was probably a species from this world.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Xun Nu hesitated for a moment and then said, "This is the Ghostly Crying Plains. There are no edible birds, only these burrowing ground pigs are edible."

Hearing this, Tang Li couldn't help but stop and think. Could it be that he saw her catching and eating rotten birds, and thought she wanted to eat birds, so he went hunting, but couldn't find any birds so he caught this instead?

...How sweet of the young male god!

Tang Li's hands trembled as she put the bloody cloth into the small basin made from a helmet to wash it, taking the opportunity to calm herself down. Otherwise, she really wanted to hug the young male god's head and kiss him to comfort him. How could there be such a well-behaved and good sweetheart in the world! The young male god is so good, why doesn't the female lead in the original story like him! Is she blind?

After calming down, Tang Li pulled the young male god's big hand, full of pity. "I'll make you something delicious to eat. Wait for me."

She let go of his hand, tied up her sleeves, turned around and walked away with the ground pig. Xun Nu moved the hand that had just been held, withdrew it, as if trying to dispel that slight discomfort just now.

They had been too close these past few days. His hands, accustomed to gripping swords, were never afraid of cold and hard things.

But when suddenly touched by something soft and warm, his heart would tremble. This unfamiliar feeling was hard to explain. He didn't reject it, but the palpitations were too frequent. He felt it seemed not quite right.

Touching his sword, picking it up and holding it in his arms, feeling that cold temperature, Xun Nu calmed down. But he couldn't help looking at the scabbard.

The clinking sound interrupted Xun Nu's daze. He looked up and saw Tang Li returning with many things in her arms. She made a fire pit, set up an iron plate, the iron plate was smooth and had been washed clean. Tang Li burned a fire under the iron plate to heat it up, then brought over the cleaned and skinned ground pig and started slicing the meat.

With the basic skills of a chef, her sword work was at least passable. The meat slices Tang Li cut were all thin slices with a good mix of fat and lean. She laid them on the red-hot iron plate, making a sizzling sound.

She moved quickly, taking out a few paper packets from her pouch, pinching the powder inside and quickly sprinkling it evenly, then using small tongs to quickly flip the meat slices.

The seasonings in this world were also quite different from the commonly used ones in her world. So when she was helping out in the kitchen before, she saw those somewhat different seasonings and casually collected some, which was a little habit of being a chef. She didn't expect it to come in handy now.

For someone who likes to carry many things on them just in case, having the things they prepared come in handy is satisfying in itself.

Thinking that she would be able to feed the young male god with delicious food in a moment, Tang Li was full of energy - this was probably the power of being a fan.

"Come, Xun Nu, try the taste."

Xun Nu: It's delicious, better than any ground pig meat I've had before.

"Is it good?"

Xun Nu nodded and ate the remaining few slices of meat.

Seeing the two little glimmers of light in his jet-black eyes, Tang Li was extremely satisfied. She raised her hand to give him more meat. "Eat more, eat more. There's still a lot. You're too thin, you must eat more."

Xun Nu paused, looked at her slender arms and legs, then looked at his own body that was a size larger than hers, and began to have a little self-doubt.

Author's Note:

Loyal Dog Sweethearted Deep-Voiced Assassin × Pig-Raising Expert with Fully-Unlocked Life Skills Soft Sister

I'm really worried now that the little killer will be fattened up by the female lead (what are you talking about)