little spicy jiao

After Mo Jiaojiao finished talking with Dugu Jiu, he reluctantly rode the big yellow duck into the darkness far away.

The young man was clutching the duck feather nervously with one hand, and holding a green cherry pepper in the other for self-defense. He timidly and carefully observed his surroundings with big eyes, listening quietly to the intermittent sound of water coming from afar and the faint sound Without calling, he said anxiously:

"It's so dark here. Rhubarb, do you think that voice is the warning bell calling me? But before it, when I was just born, I thought I might be a villain. Later, it became charred and attacked the valley owner and the others. , and then the owner of the valley was injured, and could only become a white-haired old man with many wrinkles."

The big yellow duck quacked a few times.

"Are you asking, did it intentionally hurt the owner of the valley?" Mo Jiaojiao bent down and hugged the duck's neck, scratching the soft duck feathers, resting his little head on it, lying lazily on his stomach, thinking road:

"It's not intentional. Gu Zhu said that the warning bell is to maintain the stability of the mainland. Once there is a crisis that threatens the stability of the mainland, it will issue a warning. And it doesn't seem to be alive. It is a kind of... rule. But ... If Jiaojiao is a threat, then Dao is even more threatening, this clock is too unfair, it only knows how to bully Jiaojiao, the owner of the valley is also innocent, maybe it is really a villain!"

"Quack quack quack!" The big yellow duck yelled twice angrily.

"However, Jiaojiao can't hit it." Mo Jiaojiao pursed her lips in frustration, "The warning bell is like something like the way of heaven, it has no body. Even if Jiaojiao rings the bell, it is still a kind of It's a strange thing, but it's not a real clock anyway."

"But I can think of a way to teach it. It only bullies the owner and the elders, right and wrong." Mo Jiaojiao squeezed the cherry pepper in his hand, transformed it into another one, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed , just swallowed it so vigorously, proudly said:

"Jiao Jiao is now the same as Jiujiu, she can chew chili peppers, but Jiujiu always says it's not good for me, because Jiujiu swallows it, and Jiaojiao will burn her tongue, but I think it's okay."

While muttering, the young man steered the yellow duck to turn. He listened to the sound of water coming from ahead for a while, hugged the duck's neck tightly in fright, and said tremblingly, "Something is moving."

As soon as Ruan Nen's voice fell, a clanging and ringing spirit sword suddenly jumped out of the storage pouch on the boy's waist, and quickly stopped him in front of him.

"Tun Chu, aren't you afraid?" Mo Jiaojiao was so scared that he lay on the duck's back, and he stuck his head out to greet Tun Chu Jian with concern.

"It's okay, I'm a spirit sword, I won't get hurt." Tun Chujian replied seriously, and then said via voice transmission: "Jiao Jiao stands back a little if you are afraid, and runs immediately if something is wrong."

Unexpectedly, Mo Jiaojiao shook his head after hearing this sentence, "No, Jiaojiao will protect everyone when he grows up, and Tunchu can't protect me."

As he said that, Mo Jiaojiao patted the duck's head and drove the yellow duck to Tun Chujian's side.

As the boy got closer, the sound of gurgling water became clearer.

A soft light suddenly and slowly lit up in front of it, and the light spread to the surroundings, illuminating the water pavilions and pavilions that suddenly appeared nearby one by one, outlining a gorgeous and delicate outline.

Mo Jiaojiao's peach blossom eyes widened, watching the soft light pass by him and extend along the path he walked.

The boy rode a duck to the nearest pavilion, tilted his head to look at the layers of tulle, and the figure in the tulle that seemed to be pouring wine with a jug, and asked suspiciously:

"Who are you? Is it the clock?"

Hearing the sound, the figure in the pavilion smiled heartily, raised his hand and waved, and the tulle was slowly lifted, revealing a slender figure inside.

The man was dressed in a python robe embroidered with jet black patterns, and wore a purple gold crown on his head. He had a handsome appearance, a slender figure, but one eye was covered with a thick gauze, and even a little blood oozes from the gauze.He looked very much like a member of the royal family who was rich and romantic in the mortal world.

Mo Jiaojiao looked into the other person's eyes ignorantly, and asked persistently, "Are you Zhong?"

"Of course... yes." The one-eyed young man smiled and held his wine glass, walked towards Mo Jiaojiao, and said with a slow smile, "Aren't you familiar with the aura on my body? Shen Tuzi... Mo Jiaojiao."

"It's the same." Mo Jiaojiao nodded honestly, and then asked puzzledly: "Is the warning bell alive? Master Gu said, it's just a rule, and you are alone."

"Whether the rules have spiritual knowledge is a very difficult thing to judge, such as the way of heaven..." The one-eyed young man drank the wine, looked at the young man and said: "And I, after so many years, have also opened the spiritual wisdom .”

"Then why do you want to kill the valley owner?" Mo Jiaojiao glared at him angrily, holding the cherry pepper in his hand all the time.

"Whether Shentuzi was born or transformed, he had to go through ninety-nine days of calamity to survive. The Yinshengu clan was just to prevent the calamity. All the disasters they suffered came from you." The young man fell down again. Drink a glass of wine and raise a glass to the boy.

Hearing the sound, Mo Jiaojiao pouted unhappily, her unparalleled face showed a lingering childishness, and said firmly:

"Although the owner of the valley and the elders are defending Jiao Jiao, don't try to use this to fool Jiao Jiao. If you don't give Jiao Jiao a thunder disaster, the owner of the valley doesn't have to suffer."

The young man smiled in surprise, shook his head and sighed:

"Sure enough, you have grown up. If you were in the past, you may have been deeply involved in self-blame and guilt at this moment."

"So you want to bully Jiaojiao again? Trick Jiaojiao into turning back into a little fool, don't you?" Mo Jiaojiao frowned and asked.

"Naturally...not." The young man seems to be used to pausing at specific times when he speaks, and jokingly said: "The one who made you a fool, but the Heavenly Dao and the demon race substitutes who help the evil, have nothing to do with me. The same goes for Lei Jie."

Even though he said so, the young man stared at the young man with an abnormally cold gaze full of contempt.

It's just that such contempt and disdain are hidden behind heavy camouflage, so that all the boy can see is the cynicism on the young man's face.

"That's because Jiao Jiao misunderstood you." Mo Jiao Jiao Nuonuo said, staring straight at the young man with beautiful peach blossom eyes, and asked without hesitation: "You are a good person, then you can tell me how to knock him down." Ring you? Didn't you say you were a bell?"

"Oh?" A trace of anger and fear flashed across the young man's eyes, but he restrained him in the blink of an eye, and asked eagerly, pretending to be interested:

"Why are you ringing the bell? Shentuzi. The alarm bell has always sounded automatically and spontaneously. No one has ever thought of ringing it by hand, because controlling the alarm bell is tantamount to controlling the decision of every person in the mainland. The right to the luck of a living being. Such a heaven-defying ability is not allowed to exist in a living being."

"I won't tell you." Mo Jiaojiao turned his head and raised his chin proudly, and said ferociously: "You don't even tell me how to ring the bell, if I tell you, wouldn't you be a fool? Don't try to lie to children. "

The smile froze on the young man's face, apparently he did not expect such a response.

Realizing that Shen Tuzi is no longer the ignorant and ignorant child of the past, the young man finally looked at the young man in front of him squarely, and said with a smile:

"How about we play a game? It's a simple exchange of secrets. You tell me why you ring the bell, and I'll tell you how to ring the bell. How about it?"

"It seems to be pretty good." Mo Jiaojiao blinked her eyes, found a delicate comb out of nowhere, combed the duck feathers one by one, raised her head with a clean and beautiful smile, and said innocently: "Then Jiao Jiao told you, you must tell Jiao Jiao."

"Of course... yes." The young man replied with a smile, stroking the wine glass with his finger, almost impatiently waiting for the young man to throw himself into the trap.

However, Mo Jiaojiao tilted his head and thought for a while, then said in a soft voice: "Jiaojiao wants to ring the bell, because many people can hear it, but the cultivator will know that Shen Tuzi is innocent, and the way of heaven You will be scolded miserably, and Jiao Jiao will win."

"It's really a good idea." The one-eyed youth said something inexplicably, but the contempt in his heart became stronger, and he secretly said:

Such a naive and stupid idea really belongs to God Tuzi, the realm of cultivation is in the eyes of the Dao of Heaven, but they are nothing but ants, trying to threaten the Dao of Heaven with the condemnation of the world is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg, it is so ridiculous!

After Mo Jiaojiao finished speaking, he looked at the young man and said seriously: "It's up to you to speak. Jiaojiao is going to ring the bell after hearing this, and he wants to call ninety-nine yuan."

The young man's face changed when he heard the words, but the words he had thought up were changed and changed in an instant. After a while, he picked out the most secure one and said:

"If you want to ring the bell to warn the world, you can only use the heart and soul of Chongrong Sword Master Dugujiu as a pact, your lifelong cultivation as a guide, and the meaning of your sword as a pen to draw the magic circle of the wilderness. When the magic circle is about to be completed, the divine picture Zi Zhihonglian stands in the center of the magic circle, drives the magic circle to run with the fire of heaven, and can spontaneously ring the bell to warn the world."

"That is to say..." Mo Jiaojiao's eyes turned red, and he said softly, "Do you want to die?"

"Exactly." The young man shook his head helplessly and sighed, saying:

"Chong Rong Jianzun Dugu Jiu's killing kendo is the only existence in the world that can fight to the death with the Dao of Heaven. How can An Ning live in symbiosis with the Dao of Heaven? The Bell of Warning will never allow such a person to harm living beings!"

"Really? So you think Jiujiu is a villain?" Mo Jiaojiao looked at the young man tearfully, crying sadly.

The more Tun Chujian listened, the more he felt something was wrong, and hurriedly persuaded him: "Jiao Jiao, don't follow his way! This person is not upright!"

However, the young man just glanced at the spirit sword with grievances, then looked at the one-eyed young man anxiously, and cried:

"Jiao Jiao likes Jiujiu, but Jiao Jiao also wants the mainland to return to its former peace."

"It's hard to have both." The young man sighed and said tentatively:

"In my opinion, you can't do it either, why don't you let me have a try? I am the incarnation of the warning bell, which essentially follows the same rules as the Dao of Heaven. I am the only one who can fight against Chong Rong. Maybe I can help you a little bit." .”

"Really?" Mo Jiaojiao asked sadly and entangled, and confirmed, "Can Jiujiu really touch you?"

"Naturally." The young man walked over and patted Mo Jiaojiao on the shoulder kindly, and said, "Even if Chong Rong Jian Zun Dugu Jiu cannot be subdued, I believe that as long as you are willing to speak, Chong Rong Jian Zun will definitely go through fire and water for you. He is The only one who can protect the image of God."

"But Jiaojiao can't be sure that you are the warning bell. Jiujiu will think that I was deceived by you, so he won't believe me." Mo Jiaojiao almost cried with his head up.

"It doesn't matter." Seeing that the plan was only a step away, the young man volunteered, "I'll follow you to see Chongrong. As long as you are determined to ring the bell to warn the world, I can turn into my original form and prove my identity."

"Okay then." Mo Jiaojiao nodded with tears all over his face, and rode back on the duck, his back was thin and pitiful.

The one-eyed young man smiled in satisfaction, simply discarded the flagon and wine glass, took a flute and followed the young man.

Mo Jiaojiao's peach-blossom eyes were slightly swollen, she pouted and grabbed the duck feathers, wiping tears sadly.

Suddenly, the boy turned his head and looked at the young man secretly, and asked timidly: "Why are you wearing... this kind of clothes? Isn't this what princes and princes would wear? It's written like this in the picture books."

"Because I was living in the world in my early years, when..." the one-eyed young man said with a gloomy look in his eyes:

"The mainland has never been divided, and I have also been persecuted and had to be reincarnated. In the first life, I was reincarnated as a prince of a dynasty, and I was born with blessings and glory. However, I failed to seize the throne and was demoted to a commoner. I didn’t marry the princess of the dynasty, but resolutely remarried a merchant, and I realized that they had already made a private agreement for life and exchanged songs! It’s really hateful! And my one-eyed one was stabbed by that woman..."

Mo Jiaojiao listened to the story in a daze, and subconsciously wanted to say that he didn't understand, but quickly realized it, and pitifully sympathized:

"You are so pitiful."

The young man sighed deeply and remained silent.

And the young man riding on the duck stretched out his hand while sobbing, sneakily pinched the soft flesh on his leg at an angle that the young man could not see, and burst into tears immediately, howling:

"Jiujiu is so pitiful! Jiao Jiao really misses Jiujiu... woo woo..."