little spicy jiao

On the rugged mountain road, the well-behaved child clings to the tall and handsome man beside him, with his warm little hands stuffed into the cool and generous palms, and he is walking forward crookedly.

He was wearing a small red robe and a fluffy red hat on his head. When he was walking, the delicate gold pendant with tassels on his body collided with a string of jade pendants around his waist, creating a pleasant sound to the sound of the thin bells coming from his ankles. Jumping lively syllables.

The child staggered, frowned thinly, lost his temper from time to time and pulled the man's hand and jumped forward a few times, then was stopped in a low voice, so he reluctantly took steps to imitate the man's appearance Walking, it looks like a round red glutinous rice ball from a distance.

Dugu Jiu glanced down at the unhappy Mo Jiaojiao, slowed down his cold voice, and said, "Walk for a while and we'll be there."

Mo Jiaojiao looked up at the tall mountain not far away, and said sullenly: "Jiaojiao doesn't like mountain climbing."

Now that the child has grown up, he also knows how to express his preferences. However, he is already used to jumping and walking, so he is not used to walking smoothly like ordinary people.

"From now on, we will have to go out every day, and sooner or later, Jiaojiao will have to learn." Dugu Jiu does not indulge the child.

Mo Jiaojiao jumped up again, losing his temper and unwilling to speak.

Dugu Jiu raised his hand and took out a small black paper crane from the storage bag, handed it to the child, and said, "Jiaojiao can do something for me, how about it?"

"What are you doing?" Mo Jiaojiao was aroused by his curiosity, and took the paper crane and held it in his hand.

"I need to send a message to Hongyan. Jiaojiao injects demon power into the paper crane, and then repeats my words to Hongyan. Is it possible?" Dugu Jiu asked.

"Yes, Jiao Jiao wrote letters for the owner of the valley before, very good." Mo Jiaojiao became happy, and he slowly forced a trace of fiery red monster power to his fingertips, and pressed his soft fingers against the head of the paper crane, urging Said: "Jiao Jiao is ready."

Dugu Jiu sent a voice transmission and said: "Hongyan, did Senhu transform in front of you back then? His body is really a fox demon? If I remember correctly, your child brought him to the hidden world in Senhu. Shengu disappeared on the way, so, when Jiaojiao was ten years old, the person who secretly sent you a letter telling you to go to the extreme north to find your son was Senhu?"

Mo Jiaojiao listened ignorantly, blinked his eyes, and said seriously to the paper crane: "Hongyan Immortal, I am Jiao Jiao. Dugu Jiu asks you, is Elder Fox really a big fox? Your little doll ..."

The child suddenly stopped talking, and after thinking with some difficulty, he continued: "Elder Fox's doll was sent to the Valley of the Hidden Gods before, but it disappeared. Jiao Jiao is ten years old, and someone asked you to save the doll, you know Who is it? Is it Elder Fox?"

After Mo Jiaojiao finished speaking, he let go of the fingers pinching the paper crane's head, held the paper crane up high, and said, "Jiao Jiao finished speaking."

Dugu Jiu took the paper crane, flicked his fingertips, and the paper crane disappeared without a trace, and continued walking forward with the child.

Unexpectedly, Mo Jiaojiao tugged at his palm, stopped, stretched out his arm towards the man, and said, "Hug Jiaojiao."

Dugu Jiu didn't know why, so he raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Persist for a while."

Mo Jiaojiao frowned aggrievedly when he heard the words, and complained: "Dugu Jiu lied to Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao is about to get angry."

"Huh?" The man looked serious, held his soft little hand, and asked patiently: "How did you lie to you?"

Mo Jiaojiao persistently opened his small hands, and said: "Every time the owner of the valley asks Jiao Jiao to write a letter, he will give him a reward. Hug him when he finishes writing. Dugu Jiu can't play tricks."

"..." The handsome man with slender eyebrows was silent for a moment, accepted the child's unwritten agreement resignedly, and leaned over to lift him up.

The child was satisfied now, and grabbed the man's long hair that was hanging down, his dark round eyes were bright.

Seeing him happy, Dugu Jiu didn't care about it, carried him to Yanhui Peak, and asked casually, "Has Jiaojiao never laughed?"

"Laughing?" Mo Jiaojiao was stunned, he stretched out his hand to pinch his baby-fat face, and shook his head stupidly, "Jiaojiao can't laugh."

"Mm." Dugu Jiu glanced at the child's pinched red cheeks, and didn't ask any more questions.

***

Yanhui Peak is the residence of ancestor Hongming and his disciple Liu Guang. The climate on the mountain is pleasant all year round, and the seasons are like spring.However, the master and the apprentice were addicted to swords like their lives, and they were with the sword all day long. Ancestor Hongming was a great master in making swords, and his disciple Liu Guang was a heavenly genius. The entire mountain was surrounded by sword formations, and the sword energy was raging.

On weekdays, inner disciples are afraid of the dangerous sword formations everywhere, and rarely set foot on Yanhui Peak.It's just that today when Dugu Jiu stepped on the mountain path, the famous sword on the mountain peak that was ready to strike invariably withdrew its edge and lost its sound.

Mo Jiaojiao turned his head to look around sensitively, and muttered: "A sword is speaking."

"En." Dugu Jiu went straight to the top of the peak, came to the cave of Patriarch Hongming, raised his hand and slapped a sword order, and flew into the cave.

In an instant, the dark cave was full of flames, and the sword order flew out of the cave, followed by an old man with a gray beard.

Ancestor Hongming's face is now covered with black-brown soot, and his long white beard seems to have been scorched by the fire, and more than half of it was scorched. Stunned, he asked, "Where did the uncle come from?"

Dugu Jiu said indifferently: "I brought Jiao Jiao to visit Liu Guang."

"Hey Liuguang!" Patriarch Hongming came back to his senses and jumped up immediately. He walked into the cave in two steps in three steps, and greeted: "Uncle Master, come in quickly, my precious apprentice is wiping his sword. Hey!" Not to mention, Liu Guang is still talking about the little baby today."

Dugu Jiu followed into the cave.Mo Jiaojiao looked at the blackened wall in the cave, and asked strangely: "Why does this old man use fire to roast the cave?"

Ancestor Hongming, who was leading the way ahead, laughed and said, "I don't know something, the old man forged swords, and the walls are all smoky."

Mo Jiaojiao nodded his head incomprehensibly, and said in a low voice: "Be careful, the owner of the valley said that the beard can't stand the toss."

Hearing these words, Ancestor Hongming couldn't help laughing. He led the people into the innermost cave, pointed to the girl who was bending over holding a handkerchief to wipe her sword, and said, "Liu Guang is here."

The girl who was originally obsessed with wiping her sword hurriedly raised her head when she heard the sound, and her eyes became anxious when she touched the cold black-clothed sword cultivator and the cute and cute child in his arms. She stood up in surprise and said: "Liu Guang has seen Master Uncle .”

Dugu Jiu nodded slightly, Senhan's eyes met the girl's bright almond eyes, and said in a deep voice: "The mind is clear."

"That's right." Patriarch Hongming patted the girl's shoulder, motioning her to relax, and said, "Hongyan and the suzerain have both come to see it in the past few days, and the remnant soul in Liu Guang's body has been cleared, so it should be all right. Thanks to my uncle for helping me, otherwise my apprentice, I am afraid I will really be taken away."

Mo Jiaojiao looked curiously at the girl with a sweet smile in front of her, and softly said: "Liu Guang's breath is different from that day, and it smells good now."

The girl who was originally looking a little ashamed heard the words and squinted her eyes and laughed, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, Jiao Jiao, I'm fine now, and I won't make the same mistakes again."

As she spoke, she looked at Dugu Jiu, bowed respectfully, and said with a solemn expression: "The last time I was bewitched by evil spirits, it was because Liu Guang's mind was not firm, and he almost got burnt. Thinking about it these days, Liu Guang felt a little The origin of the evil spirit a few days ago is really a bit strange, so I want to tell my uncle my guess."

Dugu Jiu nodded slightly, his expression indifferent.

The girl breathed a sigh of relief, and said slowly: "Master uncle and master both know that Liu Guang has lived in the sword house since he was a child, and he has his own sword spirit to protect him. Ordinary evil spirits can't get close to me. But the remnant soul from that day , I didn’t notice it at all. After careful investigation, it seems that after I heard about Jiao Jiao, something was wrong with me.”

Liu Guang looked at Mo Jiaojiao, and said: "That day, the suzerain ordered me to follow Junior Brother Gu Chaoyun. I was curious, so I asked why I followed him. The senior brother said that it was because of Gu Junior's special background, he had the spiritual root of heavenly fire, I thought of the scorched sky fire, and even joked that Junior Brother Gu's Tianhuo spiritual root was a fake. Then that night, I felt a little dizzy, and I went to samadhi early, but I didn't succeed in samadhi, and fell asleep. For the next few days, I was groggy and often couldn't remember what I had done."

"The remnant soul, could spy on your thoughts?" Dugu Jiu suddenly asked in a cold voice.

"No." Liu Guang said firmly: "Although I couldn't control my words and deeds when I was in a coma, there is absolutely no way for that remnant soul to know what I was thinking, because I was able to communicate with the sword spirit since I was young, and the master was worried that I would be killed. The backlash of the sword spirit is convenient for my spiritual consciousness to impose a restriction, and if the evil spirit tries to pry into my thoughts or memories, it will definitely be exposed. It dare not take risks."

"So." Patriarch Hongming stroked his beard and said, "The fact that Liu Guang knew Jiao Jiao, that evil spirit didn't know?"

"Exactly." Liu Guang nodded hurriedly.

"That's all." Dugu Jiu Dingding glanced at the girl with a sincere look, turned around and went out with the child in his arms, and said: "There is no need to mention this matter again."

Ancestor Hongming watched the tall black figure disappear outside the cave, and then he looked up to the sky and sighed, patted Liu Guang, who was a little dazed, and looked carefully, his fingers holding the beard even trembled a little.

"Master, what's wrong?" Liu Guang pointed to the entrance of the cave, and said nervously, "Did I say something wrong?"

"No." Patriarch Hongming comforted, "You have done a good job. If you hadn't kept the secret of the little baby's origin, the master might not be able to protect you. Liu Guang, although you are still young, the master hopes that you Remember one thing, don't tell anyone about Jiaojiao in the future except for your uncles and your uncle Chongrong, remember?"

"Okay." Liu Guang agreed somewhat blankly, she looked outside the cave uneasily, and said, "But Jiao Jiao is my playmate, why can't I mention him to others?"

"Stupid apprentice, did you forget the battle of Hidden God Valley?" Patriarch Hongming raised his eyebrows and raised his eyebrows. "It is not easy for that child to live now. If his whereabouts are exposed because of you and he is killed, you will bear the responsibility." Affordable? How did I tell you, don’t hold your sword all day long, did you eat the cultivation history given to you by the patriarch? Still not going to class?”

"Oh, yes, yes, the disciple knows." Liu Guang stuck out his tongue in shame, put away his sword resignedly, dragged out the dusty book in the corner, and said with a sweet smile: "Liu Guang is going to the school now, Master Mo angry."

After finishing speaking, the girl trotted out of the cave as if fleeing.

Ancestor Hongming looked at her back, put away the feigned anger on his face, sighed deeply, and murmured: "God's will tricks people. How can this evil spirit that can escape the detection of the sword spirit be an ordinary one?" Remnant soul. I can't blame Yinshen Valley for sending the little baby away with all the strength of the whole family. If I don't send it away, how can I survive? Fortunately, I caught up with it."