Starting with rogue ninjas, building the insect kingdom.

Chapter 603 Hidan's Family Daily Life

When Hidan was awakened by the baby's cries, the sun was already high in the sky.

He groggily turned over, reached out, and found the bedside empty.

The sound of crying came from the courtyard.

"It's over." Hidan suddenly snapped out of it and scrambled out of the room.

In the yard, his four-year-old brother was sitting on the ground crying loudly, surrounded by six spider-like insects, each about the size of a palm, with swollen abdomens, frantically spinning silk.

They were originally supposed to be weaving a hammock, which Hidan personally directed yesterday. The goal was to weave it into a Bagua (eight trigrams) shape, so that it would be the most comfortable to lie on.

But now, the hammock has become twisted, a tangled mess of silk that is completely unrecognizable.

The younger brother's foot was tangled in silk, and he was struggling to break free.

"Don't move! Don't move! Don't move!"

Hidan rushed over and frantically started pulling at the threads.

As a result, the spiders thought he was helping them and started spitting even faster. The threads became more and more numerous and denser, eventually entangling Hidan and his brother.

When Bubbles arrived with the shrunken version of the Six-Tails, the scene he saw was: a large silk ball with a diameter of two meters had appeared in the yard, from which came Hidan's cursing and his younger brother's laughter.

"..."

Bubble stood there expressionless, then said to the little six-tailed fox in its arms, "Go, bite it open."

The Six-Tails hissed excitedly and rushed over to inject digestive fluids. The threads quickly dissolved, revealing a disheveled Hidan and his younger brother, who was laughing even more happily.

"What are you doing?" Foam asked.

"Practice." Hidan pulled his younger brother out of the silk threads and brushed the loose threads off him. "I'm trying to teach the spider to weave the Eight Trigrams Formation, and then I'll lie on it and cultivate divine power."

"...Divine power isn't something you gain by lying down."

"What do you know?"

Hidan picked up his younger brother, his face serious. "I am an evil god, and you are an evil god? Posture is very important. You need to sit cross-legged to meditate, draw circles to summon, and lie flat to perform sacrifices. Lying flat is the best posture for cultivation."

Bubble didn't really want to respond to that. Hidan's brain must be malfunctioning. It was best not to let him into her room that night.

Or perhaps he shouldn't have acted rashly and agreed to spend the rest of his life with him.

The younger brother reached out to grab the six-tailed creature next to the foam: "Bug! Bug!"

The six-tailed fox was so frightened that it immediately shrank back into its collar and curled itself into a ball.

He's not like Bubble or Hidan, who could bathe with him while holding him in their arms without any problems. But he's different.

The young master was too weak, and it was afraid that its slime would corrode his body.

Hidan put his younger brother down, squatted down, and said to the six spider-like insects, "Let's start again. Listen carefully this time—the Eight Trigrams are Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, and Dui. First, weave a circular base for me, and then..."

The spiders waved their antennae blankly, showing no sign of understanding what was happening.

"Gentle Fist, do you understand Gentle Fist?" Hidan gestured to them.

A spider hesitated and spun a thread, drawing a crooked circle on the ground.

"Yes! That's it!" Hidan exclaimed with delight.

"Then eight lines radiate outwards from the center of the circle..."

The spiders looked at each other and began to work.

This time they seem to understand the division of labor: some are responsible for the outer circle, some for the inner circle, and some for the radiation.

Fifteen minutes later, a Bagua hammock was finally completed. Hidan excitedly lay down on it, spread his legs, closed his eyes, and began to train.

Three seconds later, the hammock collapsed with a loud thud from the center of the Bagua! Hidan fell directly to the ground, hitting the back of his head with a dull thud.

The younger brother clapped and laughed loudly beside him.

The spiders were so frightened that they immediately began to reel in their silk, wrap themselves into small balls, and roll away.

"..." Hidan lay on the ground, staring at the cocoon dome above his head, and remained silent for a long time.

"Foam," he suddenly said.

"Um."

"Tell me, why does everything seem to want to oppose me? Now the cultivation insects are disobedient, even my brother won't listen to me. Even you won't listen to me..."

Bubble sat quietly beside him, holding Six-Tails. "It's probably because you're too noisy."

If you can be quiet and obedient, you can actually make many requests.

He didn't mention or say anything about it, and the two of them just sat there quietly.

The four-year-old brother was playing with six spiders nearby.

At that moment, Hidan suddenly sat up: "I don't like hearing that—"

He stopped abruptly halfway through his sentence, as if he had bumped his face into something soft.

Foam's eyes widened slightly, intentionally!!!

"Snapped!"

"Why did you hit me?" Hidan covered his face, looking aggrieved.

"Nothing, just a big mosquito." Foam got up and went back inside.

"Hey!" Hidan's gaze followed, but he saw his younger brother squatting on the ground, gently touching a spider that hadn't rolled away with his little hand.

The spider hesitated for a moment, then spun a thin thread and wrapped it around the younger brother's finger, as if shaking hands.

The younger brother giggled.

As Hidan watched this scene, a strange feeling suddenly welled up inside him. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but it calmed him down.

"Forget it." He lay back down. "I don't want the hammock anymore. Weave it however you want."

As soon as Foam entered the room, she turned her head and looked through the crack in the window at Hidan, who was lying flat on his back in the hospital with his arms as a pillow.

He reached out and touched his lips, his cheeks slightly flushed beneath his long bangs.

"Master, Master, your face is so red!" Liuwei teased him in his arms.

"No, it's just too hot." He put Liuwei on the ground, picked up the apron next to him and put it on, then turned and walked to the kitchen. "I'm going to cook. You go play in the living room."

"Okay." Liuwei rolled onto the sofa and turned on the TV bug with his tentacles. A video of marine life was playing, with sea anemones swaying and dancing wildly in the water, and some long fish swimming in and out of his tentacles.

It was just an ordinary video, but he watched it with great interest.

In the yard, the younger brother ran over and plopped down on Hidan's stomach.

"Brother, I'm hungry."

Hidan pushed himself up and carried his younger brother into the house. "Okay, let's cook. What do you want to eat?"

"Insects".

"...I don't eat bugs. They're my friends."

"friend?"

"Yes, friend." Hidan pushed open the kitchen door, only to find that Homo had already prepared the food and put it in the pot before him.

He scratched his head and could only carry his younger brother back to the living room. But his gaze wasn't on the TV; it was fixed on the slender figure under the apron in the kitchen.

"Brother, what are you peeking at?"

"Your foam brother."

"Should I really call him 'brother'? But Aunt Bee told me to call him 'sister-in-law.' What does 'sister-in-law' mean?"

Hidan blushed and said, "Children shouldn't ask so many questions!"