The beautiful mage was kidnapped by the contracted beast again

Miaomiao knew from a very early age that although his grandfather was very good to him, he was not his biological grandfather.

He was originally a wandering child drifting along the river. Somehow, he, carrying a baby in his swaddling clothes, drifted all the way to the Lost Forest, which was the end of the continent.

When grandpa found him, he saw a little guy wrapped in many circles of white cloth, looking at the sky and him curiously with his eyes open.

Her big black eyes were like shining stars. She didn't cry or make a fuss when she saw strangers. She giggled and grabbed her grandfather's fingers that were leaning towards her.

He didn't know that the finger that was stretched out was meant to kill him. After all, it was not in the old man's style to carry a burden around.

But when his frail little hand lightly grasped that completely different old finger, and the soft and delicate touch touched him, Grandpa's movements suddenly stopped.

Maybe it’s not impossible to have a child—a strange and inexplicable thought popped up in my mind.

It was as if he was possessed by a ghost. The old man, who had always been regarded by outsiders as cold-blooded, heartless, and a monster in human skin, had a ridiculous idea at this moment.

He hated trouble the most, and in his youth he'd done many things, even destroying entire families, to prevent future trouble. Cowardly, humble, fearful, angry, hateful, swearing, cursing... He'd seen all sorts of death expressions, but this one, smiling and hugging himself, was the first.

Even though he knew that the baby who drifted here was full of unsolved mysteries and had the word "trouble" written all over his body, he did not kill him immediately.

He stood there with a cold expression, staring silently at the snow-ball-like baby in the cradle, as if he was making some intense decision in his mind.

This took even longer than the time it took him to actually kill someone. Three minutes later, the baby's stomach made a fragile rumbling sound.

The smile on the child's face finally disappeared, his rosy little mouth pouted, and he was about to start crying out of grievance.

elder:"……"

It's really troublesome.

Everything that happened after that seemed like a dream.

The little troublemaker with an unknown background was left by his side. In order to take care of this spoiled child who had nothing, the old man, who was used to living outdoors, had no choice but to build a small wooden house in the forest.

Children of this age have not been weaned yet and cannot eat any ordinary food.

The old man was still carrying the Moon Shadow Principality's most wanted warrant and was not supposed to show up in the city. But when he saw the child's hungry stomach and red eyes, and seemed to understand that the child was in a difficult situation and was holding back his tears, he was silent for a while, took out the mask that he had kept in the bottom of the box, and walked out the door without looking back.

He already raised it, it would be embarrassing if it died, he thought.

In order to raise this little guy who seemed to be not picky about anything, but was actually very delicate and would get sick and have a fever if not taken care of properly, he aged a lot in a short time.

The hands that were once only used to hold knives and kill people were forced to learn how to cook and change diapers. The extremely cold-blooded "God of Death" was no different from an ordinary person who was powerless in front of this little ball.

Sometimes I get so angry that I think I might as well throw it back into the water since it's so difficult to raise. But then the child giggles while holding his fingers, and the sweet and rich milky scent of his body comes to my nose, and even the hardest heart can't be hardened.

This child was probably born to bring bad luck to him, the old man thought.

Despite much persuasion, Miaomiao managed to survive the most vulnerable early stages of her life under the care of her inexperienced new parents.

Seven months after being picked up, he fell seriously ill without any warning.

That afternoon, the child who was sleeping quietly in bed suddenly had a dazzling silver-white halo all over his body, and bright red lines like thorns appeared on his fragile skin, spreading all over his body.

These lines seemed to be rapidly eroding his vitality, making the once lively and energetic child suddenly weak and decadent.

Even the knowledgeable old man had never heard of this. He held the child who was twitching weakly like a kitten and felt his usually cold heart tremble.

The child seemed to have realized something himself, and when he woke up, his beautiful big eyes were filled with tears.

He opened his mouth, trying to make any sound but couldn't, so he could only lip-sync over and over again.

The old man looked at it for a long time before realizing that he wanted to call it Grandpa.

Miaomiao couldn't speak yet, but the old man had taught him how to address himself. He always felt that the child wouldn't understand even if he spoke at this time, so he only mentioned it once or twice.

But this child who was favored by him seemed to be really special. Even though he couldn't make any sound, he remembered the lip shapes.

Faced with impending death, he felt extreme fear and struggled to seek help from his closest relatives.

Grandpa, grandpa.

He shouted over and over again, tears falling from his eyes.

He was in so much pain, he felt like his skin and bones were being burned by flames, as if he had fallen into hell.

Seeing that the child's breath was getting weaker and weaker, and even the strength to struggle was gone, the old man no longer hesitated, picked up the child, put on his cloak, and left the forest together.

He didn't seek medical help, knowing that human doctors would be helpless in the face of such a disease. Instead, he sought out a nearly ten thousand year old tree spirit in the Canglong Mountains.

Anything that survives to this age, even the most harmless plant or tree, has become an invincible monster.

Worried that the spatial formation would aggravate the child's current unstable condition, the old man had to run the thousands of kilometers on his own two legs. All his magic power was used to attach to his legs to speed him along, and to protect the child to prevent him from feeling bumpy. He no longer cared about himself.

The old tree spirit was about to go into seclusion at that time, and he said to his subordinates that he would not come even if the king came. However, less than seven days later, the old man who could not be found almost burned down the mountain. He crawled out of his nest cursing and feeling extremely helpless.

There weren't many things in the world that could do anything to it, and this old bastard, hunted by the entire nation yet still alive and well and unscathed, was one of them. It had been grumbling and extremely reluctant when it appeared, but seeing that this villain, known as the Grim Reaper, had come to save people, it immediately wanted to laugh at him even more.

"When did you, old man, show such kindness? You even raised a child. Your own? Impossible? Where did you steal someone else's child?"

The old man paid no attention to his words. He just stuffed the child into his arms and said coldly, "Save him."

Old tree spirit: “…”

Very angry.

Who would ask for help with such an attitude? If you didn't know, you would think he was here to collect a debt.

He wanted to take the opportunity to curse a few more times, but when his eyes fell on the child, the old tree spirit suddenly became mute.

The little child was in pain and had a frown on his face even in his sleep. There seemed to be undried tear marks on both sides of his fair and slightly bulging face.

He was a very beautiful child, and bore no resemblance to his grandfather.

The old tree spirit transformed into a human form, a vigorous young man who was completely different from the old man.

It carefully took the child from the old man's hands, and the surging life energy in its body was controlled to flow outward. Because it was so rich, even the flowing form was visible to the naked eye.

The energy gradually condensed and gathered from the flourishing mist, and finally turned into a green jade soul, which refracted light and emitted breathtaking colors.

It crushed the jade soul and wanted to feed it to the child, but the child kept his mouth tightly closed and frowned, looking somewhat resistant.

The old man said, "I'll do it," took the child and patted him gently on the back.

Sensing the familiar breath and strength, the child relaxed and opened his mouth following his strength.

The icy jade soul was swallowed, and a constant stream of life energy flowed through his meridians into his limbs and bones. The child's pale complexion turned rosy almost visibly, and the crisscrossing crimson lines on his body flickered and gradually faded.

The old man and the old tree spirit breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, turned their heads and looked at each other, seeing a familiar awkwardness in each other's eyes.

"Thank you so much this time. I owe you a favor. You can ask for anything within my ability." Grandpa spoke first.

He looked very calm, but his expression was filled with happiness. It was obvious that he was in a good mood at the moment, and the reward he offered was also very generous.

——The person who got this promise from him last time asked him to kill the king of Moon Shadow Principality, and he did it.

Then he changed the subject, "Your expression looked strange when you saw him. Why? Do you know his background?"

His guess was not without reason. The jade soul that the old tree spirit gave out had at least condensed its nearly a hundred years of skills and contained countless life energies from heaven and earth, which was why it could have the effect of prolonging life.

A long time ago, the emperor of a country was about to die, so he asked someone to find countless natural treasures to exchange for a jade soul, but the old tree spirit refused.

But when facing Miaomiao, whom it had only met once, it gave it to her very proactively.

The old man could only guess at their previous connection.

However, unexpectedly, the old tree spirit shook his head.

The young man looked at Miaomiao's sleeping face, with a rare tenderness in his expression.

He whispered, "No, I don't know who he is. It's just that the first time I saw him, I had a feeling that he was very important. I should thank you for bringing him to me. If I had left him wandering around, he might have really died."

"Intuition." The old man chewed on the two words and sneered.

For beings with a long life like the old tree spirit, intuition is no longer just a sudden inspiration, but more like a foresight like divine revelation.

He didn't dwell on the topic and changed the subject, "Then do you know what those things on him are?"

This time the old tree spirit nodded with a serious expression.

"I've never seen these patterns on his body, but I can recognize a similar aura. If I'm not mistaken, it should be an extremely vicious life-changing curse, absorbing his life force and making it my own."

"Normally, after this kind of curse takes effect, it only takes a few moments for the person to die completely. This child might be lucky, or perhaps he has some secret that has allowed him to survive until now. Now that the curse has been broken, the other party will probably suffer a severe backlash and will not be able to do anything in the short term. However, I cannot remove the curse from him. I must find the caster and kill him."

The old man responded, "I'll take care of that."

He looked nonchalant yet resolute. Someone capable of performing a curse of this magnitude was clearly no weakling; they could even be said to be extremely powerful. Yet, in his eyes, the other person seemed like a corpse.

The old tree spirit looked at him and suddenly smiled: "You have really changed a lot from your former lifeless appearance. However, you are indeed much more pleasing to the eye now."

This change wasn't in appearance, but in temperament. It was like a sharp, blood-stained knife being wiped clean by some extremely soft cloth and then tightly wrapped. Although it was still frightening, anyone could see that he was worried at the moment.

It suddenly felt a little emotional. It was not the first day that it met the "God of Death" and it had heard of each other's past. It wondered if the souls killed by the other party had ever thought that the person they thought was heartless would one day show a soft corner.

The old man ignored him and just asked it calmly if there was anything else it wanted.

He was given a hundred years of cultivation just like that, and was also told the method to resolve the curse, so of course he couldn't take it for free.

What's more, if something happens to the child in the future, this old witch will still be needed. So, the previous promise of a favor is not enough.

The old tree spirit himself didn't seem to care much. He waved his hand and said, "I saved him on my own accord this time. It has nothing to do with you. Consider it my gift to the child. If you really want to repay me, wait until the child is a little older and have him recognize me as his godfather."

As soon as it saw Miaomiao, it felt that the child was extremely kind. If it weren't for its deep roots in this mountain range, it would have wanted to just move and follow the child back.

At this point, it naturally didn't think the child was an ordinary human, but who cared? They themselves were not human. At this age, they just wanted to do what they wanted.

After the matter was resolved, the grandfather took the child back to the Lost Forest.

After experiencing life and death, he has completely treated the little baby he picked up as his own family member.

Relatives, the old man thought, what a heavy word, it is almost the weight he has to carry for his entire life.

But he found that he had no reluctance at all. When he thought that he finally had a relative, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

——Is he actually happy about this?

The shadows that had shrouded most of his life seemed to have transformed into something else that made him feel happy because of the existence of this child.

The child fell into a deep sleep on the bed, his brows relaxed because he was no longer sick, and his dreams seemed full of sunshine and joy. He had no idea that his status in the eyes of his grandfather had been turned upside down. He had suddenly changed from an orphan who was picked up and raised to a well-behaved grandson, and he even had the idea of ​​giving him a name.

The child’s swaddling clothes had the name left by his parents, Jiang Liujing.

The word "Jing" is very precious in the family. Only legitimate sons are allowed to use it among all the legitimate and illegitimate sons. It can be seen that his parents loved him very much, so the truth behind the abandonment is even more confusing.

The old man had no intention of changing the name given to him by his biological parents. Names are very important to people in this world. When establishing a contract with heaven and earth, one uses one's real name, which is a mark of one's soul.

But he was the one who picked up the baby and raised it. Although he was not the one who gave birth to the baby, he was the one who raised it. He should have a name that he gave himself.

Thinking that the child’s name contained both “jiang” and “liu”, and that he was picked up in the lake, it seemed that he had a special connection with “water”, so I named him “Miaomiao”.

The lotus flowers in the peaceful lake are bright in the breeze and the red flowers are in full bloom in the sun.

His Miaomiao is a unique treasure in this lost forest.