little spicy jiao

When Mo Jiaojiao was young, every year he grew up, he would forget everything that happened in the previous year. He was also confused and couldn't recognize people on weekdays. He often couldn't even remember his own name and origin.

There are many monsters in the Valley of the Hidden Gods. As the only newborn monster cub, Xiaojiao has been loved and cared for by the whole clan.However, every time he saw someone, he turned his head and forgot, and would just foolishly follow the big monster in the Valley of the Hidden Gods. He would call him what others told him to call, and no one could remember.

The owner of Yinshen Valley was so worried that he lost a lot of his white hair. He gathered a group of old men with gray beards and skinny bones, and figured out a way, which was the enlightenment spell that fell on the children later.

But such a forbidden spell can only make Mo Jiaojiao's memory stay at the moment when the spell took effect, but it can't make him master it and grow gradually.

So, every day, Cherry Pepper, who was walking around, followed Yinshen Valley to recognize people. Whenever the monsters in the valley saw him, they would automatically introduce themselves.

The demon patriarchs of Yinshen Valley were not related to each other when they were born in Yunmiao Continent. Except for a dozen or so elders who taught the children, other monsters who were straightforward and careless in etiquette, met Mo Jiaojiao. Calling himself by his first name, the child obediently called him by his first name, not feeling at all that there was nothing wrong with a bunch of old men in their seventies and eighties calling them by their first and last names.

Therefore, when Mo Jiaojiao met Chongrong Sword Immortal, who is famous in Yunmiao Continent for the first time, only three words appeared in his little head: "Dugu Jiu".The child didn't realize that it was wrong, and called him by his name every day, and Dugu Jiu indulged him again, so the two of them naturally never discussed the issue of addressing.

Therefore, in the quiet and elegant Sunset Pavilion, a childish and waxy voice rang close to the man's ear, with a brisk and pleasant tone, with ignorant intimacy.

The eyes of the child leaning on the man's arms were crescent-shaped, black and bright, clearly smiling at the person who was hugging him, but the corners of his mouth did not raise abnormally for some reason, nor did his white, tender and flushed cheeks. Dimple marks.

Mo Jiaojiao tried his best to look like he was smiling, and when he saw the man's astonished expression, he stuck close to him again, calling vaguely: "Jiao Jiao is here, wait for Jiujiu."

The faint surprise in Dugu's nine eyes only appeared for a moment, and then quickly subsided, buried deeply in the customary solemnity.

His thin lips were slightly pursed, and his unfathomable gaze was fixed on Mo Jiaojiao who was "smiling" for the first time, and the hand that was hanging down was slowly raised, and moved closer to the child's fleshy cheek.

In the reassuring silence, the slender and graceful fingers lightly stroked the dimpled face, and the touch was soft.The man withdrew his hand, looked at Mo Jiaojiao who was seriously trying to laugh awkwardly, raised his hand to wrap the child's immature back, and pressed it into his arms.

Mo Jiaojiao was hugged even tighter, he couldn't help being stunned, the smile on his face disappeared, he put his chin on the man's shoulder obediently, and muttered softly: "Is Dugu Jiu angry?"

"No." The deep and deep male voice was extremely calm, Dugu Jiu frowned slightly, fell silent for a moment, and praised: "Jiaojiao's smile is very pleasing, very good."

Mo Jiaojiao became happy when he heard the words, he turned his face sideways and rubbed the other party's lacquer-like long hair indiscriminately, and said, "Jiaojiao practices every day, isn't it very similar?"

"Like?" Dugu Jiu asked in a low voice.

"It's just..." Mo Jiaojiao squeezed her fingers and said nervously, "Like the dolls drawn in the painting book. In Jiaojiao's painting book, there are many dolls who can laugh. When Jiaojiao sleeps, he will dream, I If you practice more, you will be like a doll."

"No need." Dugu Jiu patted the child on the back, speaking firmly, "Jiaojiao has done a good job."

Even if they are monsters, they also have emotions and desires. It is instinctive to laugh and scold. On this point, Dugu Jiu and the host of Yinshen Valley have reached an agreement. Whether it is laughing or crying, Mo Jiaojiao should not learn it deliberately.He deserves the best, who can bear to watch the child practice smiling with the corners of his mouth foolishly bent every day?

The monsters in Yinshen Valley couldn't do it, and neither could Dugu Jiu.

"Jiaojiao doesn't know if it's right to smile." Mo Jiaojiao stretched out his small hand against the man's chest and pushed it out, and the other party followed his strength and let go of his hand slightly, letting the child lean on his side in a generous and safe embrace.

He opened his round eyes, looked closely at the man's tight lips, then stretched out his soft fingers, lightly poked the handsome face that was close at hand, pinched his fingers and said: "Dugu Jiu doesn't smile either. Jiao Jiao wants to ask the suzerain why he is smiling."

"No need." The man holding him suddenly narrowed his quiet eyes, and said coldly and solemnly: "If Jiaojiao smiles at people outside this seat, they will take you away."

As soon as the man finished speaking, Mo Jiaojiao shivered. He shook his head and said anxiously, "Jiao Jiao, don't be caught. I won't laugh with the suzerain."

"En." Dugu Jiu responded in a low voice, but stood up with the child in his arms, and walked to the back room.

Mo Jiaojiao kept staring at the man's narrow and deep eyes. He glanced at Bie Hejian who was "playing dead" in the back room, and said hesitantly, "Jiujiu."

Dugu Jiu paused for a moment when she stepped out, her expression was unclear, and then she continued to walk in, as if she had never heard of it.

Seeing that he ignored her, Mo Jiaojiao grabbed her fiery red belt aggrievedly, lowered her head and muttered: "Don't He deceive Jiao Jiao again."

The child thought that Dugu Jiu would really lose his temper if he gave a nickname to a man. However, the man's anger disappeared, but it was not because of the name.Even if they heard it, there was no reaction at all.

Mo Jiaojiao couldn't figure it out, so he secretly glanced at the picture book he had just finished flipping through, his clear black eyes were full of confusion and longing.

***

After Dugu Jiu took care of the child and washed him, he took off his coat, hugged him into a warm blanket, and wrapped him up.

Mo Jiaojiao slowly rolled around in the soft quilt, put his head out on the pillow, and stared intently at the man sitting beside him.He looked at it for a while, then stretched out his small hand to grab the other's hanging sleeve, squeezed it in the palm of his hand, and said softly: "Jiao Jiao wants to talk."

"Say." Dugu Jiu still closed his eyes, and his breath was steady.

"Where did Jiao Jiao's picture book go?" Mo Jiaojiao was still thinking about the picture book he had just finished reading that night.

"The paper boys are put away." Dugu Jiu replied, "I'll let you pick them up tomorrow."

"Dugu Jiu." Mo Jiaojiao's voice was low, he blinked a little blankly, and said slowly: "Jiao Jiao saw people in the secular world in the painting book. There are many little dolls. It's Chinese New Year. They want to To pay New Year's greetings, wear red clothes, like Jiao Jiao, and wear a longevity lock."

"En." Dugu Jiu slowly opened his eyes, stared down at the child, and said after consideration: "The customs in the cultivation world are not much different from those in the mortal world, and the disciples of Tianyan Sword Sect will also spend New Year's Eve together."

"Will Jiaojiao and Dugujiu go to play together?" Mo Jiaojiao asked expectantly.

"Yes." Dugu Jiu did not hesitate.

The child calmed down when he heard the sound, dragged the man's wide sleeves under the quilt, and continued to hold it.He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, dazedly rubbing the pillow, a little sleepy, but still mumbled in a soft voice: "I want to put you to sleep."

Dugu Jiu raised his hand and rubbed the child's soft and warm forehead hair, then put it back.

Mo Jiaojiao was dissatisfied immediately, he opened his eyes with sleepiness, and said sullenly: "Dugu Jiu doesn't coax Jiao Jiao to sleep."

The man didn't understand the child's sudden tantrum, so he just slowed down his voice and said, "Sleep when you're sleepy."

Mo Jiaojiao was stunned for a long time, and shrank his little head under the quilt in frustration. He thought about the picture book he saw at night, but he didn't know what he recalled, and suddenly asked seriously: "Why is the chili seed that Dugu Jiu found? Can it be Jiao Jiao's body? This seed likes Jiao Jiao's demon power very much, but it's empty inside, something is missing."

"The seeds of the cherry pepper are excavated from the glacier in the extreme north." Dugu Jiu frowned slightly, and said solemnly: "The owner of the Hidden God Valley once gave me a copy of "The Secret History of the Hidden God Valley". And it is stated that this book can reverse the secret in the future, do not throw it away, and the location of the cherry pepper seeds is recorded in this book."

"Jiaojiao knows." Mo Jiaojiao lay on the bed and rubbed his forehead, endured the drowsiness and said: "Guzhu always likes to write and has written many books. Dugu Jiu's book is also written by Guzhu."

As soon as the childish words came out, the man who was sitting quietly immediately darkened his face. His brows were as cold as frost, but his thoughts were turning back and forth, and he had faintly noticed something wrong.

If what Mo Jiaojiao said is true, then why did the owner of Yinshen Valley know the method of saving God Tuzi in advance, and even wrote it in advance?Traveling thousands of miles to give the book to Dugu Jiu?

"Ninety-nine." Mo Jiaojiao called out, pulling the man back from his contemplation. He blinked sleepily, then rolled in the direction of the man again, his small hands tightly gripping the other's sleeves, Under the quilt, slowly fell asleep.

Dugu Jiu put down all his deep thoughts, tucked the quilt for the child, then closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.The room returned to silence.

***

The snowy night in Tianyahai Pavilion is always quiet and silent, and Sunset Pavilion is located in the most remote south, so there is no sound at night.

During this day and night, from the bed in the back room which was illuminated by candlelight, there were abnormal sleep talk, sometimes mixed with the slight sound of turning over.

The man who sat quietly opened his eyes slowly, his habitually cold eyes cast on the little dumpling beside him, and gradually restrained his icy aura.

The child in the quilt obviously didn't sleep well, his small body was wriggling in the brocade quilt, his limp little feet even kicked the quilt a few times, and he was muttering.

Dugu Jiu leaned close to the child, put his big palm on the warm forehead and caressed it, but retracted it without noticing any signs of fever.

But the moment he withdrew his hand, the child turned his head and leaned over, murmuring in a childlike voice.

Dugu Jiu put his palm back, and gently covered the child's forehead, soothing him to sleep.

In the quiet room, there are only childish dreams of children, which are not very clear.The man listened for a while, then pursed his lips slightly, his eyes dark.

The little dumpling murmured in the quilt, clearly two unfamiliar words.