little spicy jiao

On the banks of Ranyue Lake, there is a gentle breeze and the sun is shining brightly.Mo Jiaojiao obediently changed into his original shape and plunged into the soil, obediently hanging green branches, talking to Dugu Jiu in the warm sunshine.

Gradually, the little cherry pepper began to feel drowsy. The green and slender leaves swayed in the wind, but fell asleep in a daze.

The black-clothed Jianxiu with frosty eyebrows and snowy eyes stared deeply at Cherry Pepper for a while, his eyes were neither happy nor angry, and he could not see the slightest change in emotion.After an unknown amount of time, the man meditated on the ground and closed his eyes.Chuchen's cold face was somewhat pale from exhaustion, and the color of his thin, tightly pursed lips became increasingly pale.

Cherry pepper went from the sun to the sky, slept until night fell, and then reluctantly woke up curled up in the cool palm.

Mo Jiaojiao shook the leaves blankly, the soft branches rested on the back of the man's hand, and the branches leaned against the generous palm, it mumbled softly and asked, "Why is Dugu Jiu encircling me?"

Fang Ruyu's slender palm is much bigger than it, and he can hold the cherry pepper in his palm with one hand.

"It's time to guard, how about Jiaojiao sleeping here tonight?" Dugu Jiu's voice was as indifferent as ever, and he didn't answer the child's question.

Mo Jiaojiao just shook the branch, looked at the full moon rising in the sky, and asked hesitantly, "Are you going to be here all night?"

"En." Dugu Jiu nodded, "It's not advisable for young shoots to move around frequently, and it's safer to take root in the soil. Your roots are fragile, and easy to pull can easily damage the foundation."

"But," Mo Jiaojiao looked hesitantly at the dark surroundings, and whispered, "It's so dark here."

"This seat is guarding you." Dugu Jiu said.

Mo Jiaojiao felt relieved when he heard the words, but the next moment, the faint sense of hunger in his body made him aggrieved again, Yingyingjiao twisted his body, and said expectantly: "Jiaojiao is hungry."

"Hongshan is still investigating and choosing the edible meals for chili peppers, so I will bear with it tonight." Dugu Jiu said coldly: "Pepper peppers grow between the heaven and the earth, so they should be based on cultivation, and the spiritual energy and liquid have the ability to replenish the body Use, your body is full of spiritual energy now, feeling hungry is just an illusion, you must not delay your practice because of your greed for delicious food in the world."

Hearing this, Mo Jiaojiao patted the back of the man's hand with his head dejectedly, and dared not speak while drooping the tender branches.

What Dugu Jiu said is indeed true.Little Cherry Pepper seems to have slept all afternoon, but in fact, the demon power in her body is circulating endlessly.The monster clan grows between the heaven and the earth, breathing and exhaling are all practices. Since Mojiao was coked into its original form, the spiritual liquid absorbed in the lake has filled the vacancy of spiritual power in his body, so the sky fire is very active, and there is no need to eat again.

What's more, the cherry pepper has just taken root not long ago, and it needs to be uprooted again when it becomes human again. Mo Jiaojiao's roots are fragile and will inevitably be damaged.As far as Dugu Jiu is concerned, no matter how delicious the mortal food is, it is not worth affecting the child's cultivation.

Seeing that the pastry for her dinner was gone, Mo Jiaojiao felt sad, so she could only wrap a branch around that big hand, sniffing the clear fragrance of the man's real essence, and hugged it for comfort.

Seeing Xiaojiao's head drooping, Dugujiu closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then took a step back and said: "If you want to eat pepper, why don't you go get it first, Biehe and Tunchu will stay here to protect you. "

Mo Jiaojiao shook the leaf incomprehensibly, and said doubtfully, "Dugujiu asked the paper boy to carry the food box for dinner today."

"The paper boy can't get close to Ranyue Lake for a radius of fifty miles." Dugu Jiu said calmly, "The heat here is too heavy, and the paper boy will melt when touched."

"...Okay then." Mo Jiaojiao agreed numbly, he let go of the branch wrapped around the man's wrist, and put the leaves behind his back with some guilt, and said very well: "Jiaojiao is waiting for you here. Dugu Jiu wants to come back quickly."

"Yeah." The man narrowed his eyes slightly, seeing the flinching movement of Little Cherry Pepper, changed his mind, and got up to leave.

Mo Jiaojiao looked at the man walking into the hazy mist not far away, feeling a little scared in his heart. He looked at the two spirit swords guarding one side, moved their roots silently, and then quietly lifted himself from the soft Pulled out from the dirt, bouncing and bouncing towards the direction where the man left.

Seeing this, Bie Hejian, who was with the old god, almost fainted from fright, and didn't know where the child was going, so he quickly called Shang Tun Chujian to follow behind, and said angrily: "Little ancestor, where are you going again?" !"

Mo Jiaojiao was startled suddenly by the sound of Bie Hejian's urn, the branches shook and barely stabilized his body, and said softly: "Jiao Jiao wants to follow Dugu Jiu."

"Ouch!" Bie Hejian persuaded when he heard that his head was as big as a fight: "Jianzun Chongrong asked you to stay, so please stay here, he will be back soon, what if you hurt your roots by running around like this?" manage?"

"Jiaojiao won't get hurt." Mo Jiaojiao jumped forward persistently, and said stubbornly: "The owner of the valley said that peppers are easy to feed. Jiaojiao is very powerful."

"What evil did this old man do to give you such an illusion?" Bie Hejian wanted to cry, but coaxed: "Little ancestor, how about we go back first? Chongrong Jianzun's movements are unpredictable, I'm afraid you haven't chased him yet." Get on him, he's already back."

"Really?" Mo Jiaojiao stopped hesitantly. He twisted his leaves, struggled for a moment, and said worriedly: "But, Dugu Jiu's face is so pale, the owner of the valley said that it only happens when he is sick. Jiao Jiao You have to watch him. The owner of the valley said, take care of the sick."

"..." Bie Hejian fell silent, and muttered: "I didn't expect this to be a kind and righteous pepper." It cleared its throat, and said suspiciously: "Since you are so worried about him, why didn't you just keep him? "

Mo Jiaojiao was holding on to her own leaves in a daze, she seemed a little dazed, and said pitifully, "Jiao Jiao doesn't know either."

Children only know how to worry about people, how can they know how to consider the cause and effect.His thinking has always been too divergent, and often he was still thinking about one thing at a moment, and then turned a corner to another thing in the next moment. It is easy to be distracted, so no matter how good the talent is, it is difficult to do a thing well, unless there is an adult who deliberately supervises and guides.Dugu Jiu gave pointers repeatedly and did not dare to relax for a moment, based on this.

Bie Hejian looked at Yingyingjiao's motionless appearance, and persuaded with some worry: "If you don't know, then you don't know, let's go back?"

Unexpectedly, Little Cherry Pepper's demonic power suddenly surged as she thought about it by herself, a dazzling red light erupted all over her body, and in a short while, a ten-year-old child appeared in the place where Cherry Pepper was originally staying.

At the same time, the man who had gone back and forth frowned and looked at the red light shining far away in the thick fog, and flew into the fog with one step.

***

After Mo Jiaojiao changed back to human form, he pinched the bracelet on his wrist, and turned his head to look away at Crane Sword in a daze.

In the hazy mist ahead, a tall and straight black figure broke through the thick fog and came out. The man with a stern face stared at the childish child, his thin lips slightly pursed without saying a word.

He quickly stepped forward and squatted down, half-embracing the child in his arms. The thick real energy penetrated from the child's back heart and probed carefully. It slowly flowed through the meridians and then returned to the dantian. After confirming that there was no abnormal movement in the sky fire, he then Withdrew back.

Dugu Jiu's eyes were slightly cold, and he asked in a low voice, "Is the main body injured? Why did you change form?"

Mo Jiaojiao didn't expect the man to come back so soon, and for a moment he clutched the other's loose sleeves tightly, and confessed honestly: "Jiao Jiao is not injured. I want to follow you."

"What are you doing with me?" Dugu Jiu slowed down his tone, picked him up, and instead of walking towards the lake, turned around and walked towards the Sunset Pavilion.

Mo Jiaojiao lowered his head and whispered: "Dugu Jiu is in pain, Jiaojiao is worried about you."

The delicate voice came into his ears, and a trace of astonishment flashed in Dugu Jiu's eyes. He stroked the child's soft and curly black hair, and said, "It's okay. Now that it has transformed, Jiaojiao will go back and choose the desserts himself."

"Huh?" Mo Jiaojiao was successfully distracted and asked curiously, "Don't you sleep here?"

"En. Tell Hongshan what you want to eat." Dugu Jiu took out Mo Jiaojiao's fox fur from the storage bag, wrapped him tightly, and then left at a faster speed.

***

On the other side, the ancestor Hongshan was standing in the dining hall of Tianya Haige, looking at the food on the table with some distress, and said to himself:

"This doll becomes a plant, and chicken, duck and fish are bound to be inedible, as well as lumpy cakes, so they have to eat liquid food?"

As Hong Shan spoke, he took out some soups and sweets that had been prepared on the side, and put them aside.

He stroked his beard and walked around the table, muttering: "What are you allergic to chili peppers? Bugs? I'm a swordsman and cook, how can I figure it out, alas, isn't the uncle embarrassing others? It's the doctor. Xiu is here, but I can't explain why, the Yaozu have never heard of needing to see a doctor, let alone plants..."

Unable to think of an answer, Hongshan had no choice but to remove all the liquid-like dishes on the table.

Just as he was thinking about making some more tonic soups, the barrier in front of the door was touched. He hurriedly turned his head, and saw a handsome sword fairy in black walking in with a petite child in his arms. He waved cheerfully and said, "Uncle Master Come here, little baby, look at these liquid foods, are you satisfied?"

Dugu Jiu glanced at the assortment of liquid-like desserts and soups on the table, then glanced at the meat on the other table, retracted his gaze and said, "That's right." After finishing speaking, he put the child in the chair by the table, leaned over and asked Said: "Should the pepper be eaten directly, or in its original form? If it is in its original form, you won't be able to use the meat and pastries over there."

Mo Jiaojiao looked anxiously at the unusually sweet food on the table, and happily said: "I want to pour soup."

Even if you can't eat meat, being able to taste it is far better than eating fish but it tastes like chewing wax.

Ancestor Hongshan nodded in agreement, and suggested kindly: "There is also fresh meat soup, do Jiaojiao want to eat it?"

Dugu Jiu frowned when she heard the words, and a cherry pepper plant exuding a meaty fragrance appeared in her mind. After thinking for a moment, she still refused: "No need."

Mo Jiaojiao had happily changed back to her original form a long time ago, and now she was standing on the chair, bouncing around, trying to jump up, trying to jump higher to see the desserts on the table, completely ignoring the conversation between the two.

Dugu Jiu took out a dark purple flower pot with intricate carvings from the storage pouch, which was filled with slender and soft unknown white sand, put it on the table, then picked up the small pepper and put it in, telling him to take root .

When Hongshan saw the gorgeous flower pot, his eyes widened, he pulled his beard and sighed secretly to Dugu Jiu, and he said sadly: "It is difficult to produce one purple sand black jade pot in ten thousand years, and the deep sea sand is a rare treasure in the West Sea. , Why did Master Uncle use it to grow peppers?! No, when did you find the treasure?"

You know, just one of these two things can make the alchemy world flock to it.

Dugu Jiu glanced at the jumping old man indifferently, and explained: "The thing I found from the West Sea a month ago, although the deep sea sand is rare, it has a lot of reserves, enough to replace peppers and peppers."

"..." Patriarch Hongshan felt violent and heartbroken when he heard the words.

Mo Jiaojiao didn't know what kind of treasure he was sitting on, so he obediently put the roots in and urged, "Pour sweet soup for Jiaojiao."

Ancestor Hongshan received the indifferent gaze of Chongrong Jianzun, sighed helplessly, and had no choice but to introduce in the same way: "Little baby, this is rose wine, this is white fungus custard, and green rice porridge, sugar steamed rice Crispy cheese, lotus leaf soup and milk Poria cocos cream. Since the old man doesn't know what you are allergic to, he made different desserts from the ingredients you have tasted today. Which one do you want to pour?"

Mo Jiaojiao waved the leaves, pointed at the milk Poria cocos cream, waited happily with his head up, and said, "I want this." After he finished speaking, he looked at Dugu Jiu again, and begged, "I want to pour it from the top of my head."

"This..." Hong Shan stopped holding a cup of milk Poria cream.

If he falls down like this, the little green pepper will immediately turn into a lump of white pepper with a milky aroma, right?Really wrong.

Dugu Jiu ignored the child's silly request, took a slightly larger jade spoon, and touched the temperature of the porcelain bowl with his hand. After confirming that the child would not be scalded, he scooped up a spoonful and poured it from the root of the cherry pepper. poured down.

Mo Jiaojiao stayed quietly. As soon as the spoonful of milk Poria cocos cream touched the clean deep sea sand, it disappeared without a trace at a speed visible to the naked eye. At the same time, Xiaojiao shook his head and said: "Sweet, fragrant Yes. Jiao Jiao likes the smell of milk."

Dugu Jiu didn't give him too much to eat, and after scooping up two spoonfuls, he replaced it with sugar steamed crispy cheese.The little cherry pepper muttered: "It's a little sour, but also a little sweet, and slippery."

The man tasted the sweets on the table one by one for him, and finally it was the green rice porridge.Mo Jiaojiao looked at the porridge as bright as jasper, and was a little disgusted at first, but then couldn't help absorbing it with the roots curiously, and said: "This porridge is not very beautiful, but it is delicious."

He burped lazily, and begged persistently, "Pour it over your head."

Dugu Jiu ignored him, and after feeding him a bowl of mellow hot soup, he whispered: "Come out with pepper."

Mojiaojialai was in the flower pot. He had eaten too much rose wine just now, and he was a little dizzy. Since he was a chili pepper, he was very courageous, and protested: "I haven't poured the sweet soup yet. Jiaojiao wants to look at the roses." Fall off your head."

Ancestor Hongshan watched happily from the sidelines, and kindly helped coax him: "You can only water it when you come out."

"Really?" Little Cherry Pepper thought about it half-believingly, and slowly pulled out the thin root hairs from the flowerpot, jumped out, and said softly: "Jiao Jiao is getting fat."

Dugu Jiu gathered the pepper in his hand, took out the handkerchief to wrap it up, and left the dining hall straight away.

Ancestor Hongshan always loved to play, so he followed him to the Sunset Pavilion.

When the man entered, the paper boy had already prepared a large basin of warm water.Dugu Jiu shook off the veil, put the drunk pepper into the wooden basin, poured enough spiritual liquid, then supported the little pepper, and gently washed its leaves and roots.

Mo Jiaojiao was very obedient, so he stood quietly without jumping around.

Old Ancestor Hongshan stood at the back enduring the pain in his stomach with a smile, and joked: "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would still be an uncle washing vegetables. It's really interesting. I have to tell Hongyan about it tomorrow." He looked at it with great joy After a long time, I finally couldn't hold back my laughter, waved my hands and rushed out, apparently to share with my seniors.

After Dugu Jiu washed the little pepper, he covered it with a soft and clean handkerchief to absorb the water. Then he walked into the screen and put the plant in his hand on the couch.

Mo Jiaojiao was already sound asleep, the little plant turned over, and after a red light glowed, it transformed into a human form in sleep again.

Dugu Jiu leaned down and brushed the child's hair sticking to his face behind his ears, took off the boots he had transformed into, and pulled off the soft quilt to wrap Mo Jiaojiao up, making sure that no cool breeze could get in. After a while, the child's face flushed from sleep, he straightened up, turned around and walked outside the screen, but he planned to stay outside to watch the night.

***

In the outer room, the paper boy had already cleaned the house, and they all retreated out, closing the door behind them.

Dugu Jiu raised his foot and entered the library pavilion on the side, and the radiance of the Ye Mingzhu lit up.The tall figure walked between the bookshelves, but after a while, the man took a thick book and came out.

He sat at the table looking down at the book, his slender white fingers with thick calluses from sword practice, rubbing the pages of the book.It was like lacquer and ink hair scattered and falling, against the warm radiance, but it couldn't soften the sharp and sharp lines on the face.

Even in such a quiet late night, the man still had a solemn face, with the same unsmiling expression, as if he was born unable to talk and laugh.

Bie Hejian and Tun Chujian quietly waited aside.Bie He glanced at the cover of the book furtively, and only saw the four big characters "Secret History of the Monster Race". It looked at the man's slightly pale side face, dragged the Tun Chu sword to hide behind the bookshelf, and muttered:

"Tun Chu, the sword master is so exhausted, I don't know if the body can bear it."

Tun Chu Sword hadn't opened his mind yet, so he instinctively responded with a soft sound.

Bie Hejian hurriedly suppressed it, and warned: "Don't bark! Be careful not to alarm Chongrong Sword Master."

Seeing that Tunchu was honest, it worriedly said: "Sword Master Chongrong's sea of ​​consciousness does not allow foreign objects to invade, but now for the little baby, he brought the Sunset Lake in. Although the Sunset Lake and the ice field are generally illusions, But to merge the Sunset Lake with the Sea of ​​Consciousness, it is necessary to bring in the remaining life breath of the Sunset Lake, which is no different from self-mutilation. If I knew that the last time he traveled all the way to the Valley of the Hidden Gods was for this broken lake, what did he say? You have to stop it too, this is going to be a big trouble..."

Tun Chu Jian honestly agreed, even if it didn't understand.

Bie Hejian let go of Tunchu, and said in a tangled way: "Now the little baby knows, but it's useless. Who can help him? He looks indifferent, although he still looks very strong, but who? Do you know how long we can last? Tunchu, are we going to become homeless and lonely swords?"

The more Bie Hejian thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became, and he began to cry.

Howling like this until midnight, both swords were sleepy, cuddling each other and drowsy.

The white light of the night pearl on the wall suddenly flickered, and the man's movements of turning the pages of the book suddenly stopped.

He stood up suddenly, put down the book, and walked quickly to the inner room.

***

On the innermost bed illuminated by candles, a round child sat on the head of the bed, half asleep and half awake, holding the quilt, and was crying softly with his mouth open with his head up.

He cried extremely sadly, his soft and curly black hair was wet with sweat and stuck to his forehead, his soft hands unconsciously rubbed his half-opened eyes, and tears rolled down his flushed cheeks.

As soon as Dugu Jiu walked into the inner room, he heard the whimpering and whimpering of the child, he was in a hurry and flustered.

Hearing the pleasant sound of the beaded curtains colliding, the child looked over in a daze, and as soon as his eyes came into contact with the tall and straight figure, he cried out aggrievedly: "Dugu Jiu...is gone...wait for it..."

The man quickly approached the side of the bed, bent down and pulled up the quilt to wrap him tightly. He raised his hand to touch the child's forehead and probed, and leaned on his shoulder to observe Mo Jiaojiao's expression carefully, confirming that the child was just waking up from a nightmare. Only then did he sit back on the couch, wrap one hand around the child's immature back, put it in his arms, and patted it slowly.

Mo Jiaojiao pressed his forehead against the man's chest, and held the man's skirt tightly with one hand, weeping so hard that he mumbled: "...Wait, Jiaojiao..."

"En." Dugu Jiu patted the child's back through the quilt, and said in a low voice, "Wait for Jiaojiao."

Mo Jiaojiao tried her best to shrink into the opponent's arms, and her whole body huddled up, her body was still trembling slightly.

He sobbed in a daze for a while, and was slowly soothed by the generous embrace and reassuring pats, and his body was no longer so tense.

"It's okay, sleep." Dugu Jiu said calmly.

Mo Jiaojiao tilted his head, let go of his curled hands and feet, spread them limply, and muttered sadly: "Dugu Jiu was injured. He left."

"It's just a dream." Dugu Jiu said.

"No." Mo Jiaojiao shook his head persistently. He rubbed his eyes in a daze to wake up a little. Then he stuffed his hands into the pocket of his green robe and took out two small peppers. "Dugu Jiu eats this."

The man looked down at the bright red cherry pepper in Bai Nen's palm, reached out to take it, and said, "Jiajiao sleeps."

Mo Jiaojiao shook his head and said stubbornly: "Dugu Jiu eats chili."

"I don't need it." Dugu Jiu looked cold and slowed down his voice, "Cherry peppers are not easy to condense, and it's good to store them."

"Dugujiu was injured, Jiaojiao knew about it." Mo Jiaojiao said, his eyes were red again, and he said aggrievedly: "These two peppers are for you."

The man patted the child's head, and patiently explained: "I understand the sword intent of killing and achieve the way of swordsmanship in the endless slaughter. It is against the destiny, and it is natural to win the king and lose the bandit. Earth treasures are all compromises. Pepper has been limited by the law of heaven, so don't get involved in it anymore."

The supreme swordsmanship goes against the sky, and he never thought of taking shortcuts.

Mo Jiaojiao listened ignorantly, raised his head sadly and cried: "I want to eat chili, Jiao Jiao doesn't understand."

No matter how much Dugu Jiu explained, the child would not understand.He only knew that if the injury was not cured, the other party would die.For Mo Jiaojiao, the rest of the profound kendo and integrity are like esoteric books, and it is hard to understand the true meaning.

Dugu Jiujian's heart has always been firm, no matter how much the child cries, he can't change his decision, he just patiently pats and comforts the child to sleep.

Mo Jiaojiao didn't buy it, he didn't know much, but he was extremely sensitive to pain and death.Seeing that the man was unmoved, the child finally became angry.

He moved the hands around him, kicked off the quilt and crawled outside. He wanted to forcefully say that he would never play with Dugu Jiu again, but Mo Jiaojiao was not willing to say hurtful things since he was a child, and he became more and more sad after struggling for a long time .

The crystal tears rolled down, and soon his face was flushed from crying. He crawled out and sat on the other side. , Jiao Jiao, don't practice... woo..."

The miserable cry went straight to the bottom of my heart.Dugu Jiu closed his eyes and remained silent.

From the first time we met, Mo Jiaojiao cried exactly the same every time. He never knew how to take a breath, never knew how to act like a baby, and only knew how to cry helplessly like the youngest child, with a weak and pitiful voice. As in those days.

There was never any message of asking for help in his crying, nor did he have any resentment or unwillingness, as if he was simply venting his emotions.

In the beginning, however, the child does not even cry out loud.

He took care of him, hoped that he would be safe and happy, and grow up. Because he expected children to laugh and cry like ordinary children, expressing their appeals and wishes, he never restrained Mo Jiaojiao, thinking that as long as he confides in love, Mo Jiaojiao can learn Express.

But obviously, it doesn't work anymore.The child has learned to cry, but the crying for others is heavier than the silent tears in the past.He shouldn't be like this.

His bony hands picked up the chili pepper given by the child. The man lowered his brows and looked as cold as a lonely sky. He raised his hand and threw the chili pepper into his mouth to swallow. With tears on his face, he said in a deep voice, "Don't cry anymore."

Mo Jiaojiao looked at it stupidly. He hurriedly grabbed the man's hand and turned it over and over again, and then touched his pocket to make sure that he didn't find the two peppers. Then he turned his head angrily and muttered: "Jiao Jiao is angry. I'm going to cry."

"If you cry again, I won't give you sweets." Dugu Jiu threatened in a cold voice, raised his hand and carefully caught the dumpling back, stuffed it into the bed and wrapped it up.

Mo Jiaojiao grabbed the quilt, his black eyes were still a little wet, he raised his face and let the man wipe his face with a handkerchief, and said unhappily: "Jiao Jiao, don't sleep by yourself."

After wiping the child's face, Dugu Jiu calmed down his cold expression, and said in a low voice, "Jiajiao is obedient, and sleep. I am here to guard."

Only then did Mo Jiaojiao reluctantly lay down on the bed, stretched out his small hand, held Dugu Jiu's fingers persistently, and asked in a low voice: "Dugu Jiu ate chili, will it be alright?"

"Well. Nine out of ten." Dugu Jiu knew better than the child how amazing the effect of those two cherry peppers was.He put his hand on the child's forehead and checked the temperature.

Mo Jiaojiao closed his eyes and demanded: "Jiaojiao woke up, Dugu Jiu will be here too."

"En." The thick big palm was always attached to the child's forehead, with a soothing force, until the child fell asleep completely, and then slowly moved away.

As Mo Jiaojiao wished, the man did not leave, but crossed his legs into meditation, completely refining the cherry pepper that had just functioned in his body.