little spicy jiao

It was a rainy day at this time, the sky was hazy, and the dense raindrops weaved into a curtain like smoke and mist, covering the silent and towering Sunset Pavilion. From a distance, the exquisite and elegant pavilions decorated with white snow in the past are now It is a bit more like the unique sorrow and tranquility of the Jiangnan water town, adding strands of worry for no reason.

It's just that, no matter how the drizzle outside the pavilion makes people sad, the silent attic is still warm and fragrant. The smell is intoxicating, but it is Mo Jiaojiao's favorite soothing incense on weekdays.

The room was quiet and silent at the moment, and in an instant, a slender, tall, black figure slowly walked in from the outer room, and the black and gold boots landed without a sound. Bead curtains, the pleasant sound of pearls and jade colliding suddenly spread behind the exquisite screen.

On the wide and soft Qiuyubabu bed in the innermost room, a dumpling tightly wrapped in snowy and white ice silk is slowly rolling from one end of the bed to the other end, slowly and slowly. Turned over quickly and rolled back slowly.

After rolling back and forth like this twice, Fat Tuanzi lay lazily at the foot of the bed, motionless, obviously still lying on the bed.From the tightly wrapped quilt came the innocent ravings that belonged to only children, which sounded like they were talking to themselves.

"Wu Jiujiu is a big villain! Always wrap Jiaojiao secretly...it's so hot..."

"I'm not Zongzi... Bie He is also a villain! Laugh at me every day!"

"The suzerain is also a villain... always wants Jiaojiao to go to school and lock him up..."

The soft crying was intermittent, sometimes mixed with the subtle sound of the ball kicking the quilt, and the melodious syllables of the jade objects colliding with each other.

After a while, Yuan Tuanzi seemed to be tired while talking, turned over again, and continued to mutter, but this time he started to count.

"Jiao Jiao meditated one, two, three, four times yesterday, nine or nine praised Jiao Jiao in the morning, once in the evening, and trained Jiao Jiao once when he was about to go to bed, adding up to one deduction, Jiujiu was happy twice yesterday..."

The chubby Tuanzi was still complacent while counting, when the bead curtain not far away suddenly rang, causing Tuanzi to tremble slightly in fright, twisting left and right and hastily sat up from the couch.

Immediately afterwards, the tightly wrapped quilt was torn apart by a small white hand, and Mo Jiaojiao, who was wearing a fiery red robe, crawled out of the quilt clumsily, while crawling anxiously towards the screen with a soft voice. Said: "Jiu Jiu don't come in, Jiao Jiao hasn't made the quilt yet."

Hearing the child's eager words, the visitor really stopped behind the screen, his stern eyebrows and eyes were usually solemn and calm, and there was no sign of any strangeness.

After Mo Jiaojiao said that, he looked up at the screen and found that the other party hadn't come in before he breathed a sigh of relief, sat back on the couch, stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes sleepily.

When he was sleeping, the quilt was tightly wrapped, and he tossed back and forth for a long time. His jet-black fur was very messy at the moment, and a few wisps of sweaty bangs were still sticking to his forehead, lining his round black eyes and reddened eyes. The face looks very childish.

After rubbing his eyes, the child crawled over and dragged the quilt back, and stood up crookedly on the couch with the corners of the quilt in his hands. He stretched out his hands and threw the other end of the quilt out to spread it. Overlapping with the other two, smoothing out the folds, repeating this over and over again, finally folded the small quilt reluctantly, and dragged it to the corner of the bed together with his cotton candy pillow.

After finishing all this, Mo Jiaojiao ran to the head of the bed and opened the basket covered by the cloth, took out the clothes he often wore, and put them on the side of the bed, then turned his head and called to the place where the man was: "Jijiu Hurry up!" Come."

Dugu Jiuyiyan led the two paper boys around the screen, and what caught his eye was the child sitting upright on the couch. He came to the bedside, and habitually covered the child's sweaty forehead with his big hand, after confirming that the temperature was normal. Then he turned around and took the wet wipes handed over by the paper boy, and wiped the child's face.

Mo Jiaojiao raised his head and let the other party move, staring at the man's quiet and handsome face with his dark eyes, stretched out a hand and grabbed the man's hanging sleeve, shook it gently, and said in his mouth: " Jiujiu looked at the quilt I folded."

"Well, tidy." Dugu Jiu praised in a low voice, and turned his head to look at the quilt very face-saving, then looked back calmly, and took a cup to rinse the child's mouth.

His spiritual consciousness has already spread all over the Tianyahai Pavilion, and every plant, tree, movement, and stillness in the mountain is under the man's control, so Dugu Jiu can see clearly what Mo Jiaojiao is doing in the room from beginning to end.It's just that the child doesn't know about it, Dugu Jiu pityed him for being sensible, so naturally he was happy to cooperate.

"Jiao Jiao knows more and more, and he learns quickly." Mo Jiaojiao stood on the couch and stretched out his hand to let the man dress him, while looking seriously at the other's narrow and deep eyes, trying to make Dugu Jiu see to your own progress.

He looked at it softly for a while, then raised his chin and said airily: "Learn a little a day, Jiao Jiao will soon become an adult, and then Jiujiu will take Jiao Jiao down the mountain together."

Upon hearing this, Dugu Jiu glanced at the child's soft eyes and completely inconsistent expression of "satisfied", and was silent for a moment, then straightened the child's clothes, then raised his hand and patted Mo Jiaojiao's immature back, saying: " What Pepper said is true."

Only then did Mo Jiaojiao feel relieved, he lowered his head and touched his waist, and muttered, "Did Jiujiu take the chili away again?"

"En." Dugu Jiu took out the jade pendant from his sleeve, put it on him again, straightened his waist again, raised his hand and placed it flat on the top of the child's black hair, stroked it lightly, and then went all the way down, along the white hair. The back of the neck, touched the spine inch by inch, retracted his hand after reaching the waist, nodded and said: "I have grown taller. The middle stage of alchemy."

"Grow taller." Mo Jiaojiao opened his eyes in a daze. He touched his thin arms indiscriminately. He seemed to find it unbelievable. Subconsciously, he leaned against the man's chest and was embraced by him. , and then asked as if to prove: "Is Jiao Jiao gone? Don't Hejian say that when you grow up, you will be."

Dugu Jiu pondered for a moment, and said: "It looks like an 11-year-old child." Compared with the height of a five-year-old child before, this child has already made great progress.

Mo Jiaojiao blinked suspiciously, shook his head again, and said stupidly: "They all said that Jiao Jiao would not grow taller, but Jiujiu said that Jiaojiao is 11 years old, so does Jiujiu grow up like Jiaojiao? But I haven't watered for a long time..."

In the child's perception, Dugu Jiu's taking care of him is no different from planting peppers, watering him every day and taking him out to bask in the sun. It seems reasonable to say that, but...

Dugu Jiu raised his brows slightly, pondered for a moment before explaining: "Does Jiaojiao remember what was said in the painting by the master of Yinshen Valley a few days ago? Those words not only have the ability to warn the world, but also promote your state of mind. Improvement. Naturally, the Yaodan in Jiaojiao's body has recently become more stable, which is also indispensable. In the future, you must not slacken your cultivation."

"Yeah, Jiao Jiao knows." Mo Jiaojiao nodded obediently. He pinched the jade pendant and thought for a while, but he didn't seem to understand where his state of mind had improved. He just practiced for a while more on weekdays?Maybe I ate a little too much?Or how many times did you cry less?

However, Dugu Jiu said that he has improved, that is progress, the child is often honest, so he stretched out his finger to pull the corner of his mouth, made a slightly weird but cute dimpled smile, and said word by word: "Jiao Jiao will work hard."

Dugu Jiu stared down at this silly smile, touched the child's soft hair, said nothing, just leaned over to pick him up, walked to the outer room, and said in a deep voice: "Hongyu and Hongyan are both in the outer room, they Because of what the owner of the Yinshen Valley said, he is extremely worried about the safety of Jiaojiao, and if he sees Jiaojiao, there is no need to be afraid. Do you understand?"

"Understood. But..." Mo Jiaojiao hugged the man's neck, looked out, and said cautiously: "In the past, every time the owner of the valley was worried about Jiao Jiao, he would get angry and scold Jiao Jiao for being disobedient. Jiao Jiao is stupid, Jiao Jiao just can't understand. Elder Huaishu said that the owner of the valley is more childish than Jiao Jiao. Will the suzerain also know?"

"No." Dugu Jiu naturally knew why the owner of Yinshen Valley behaved like that, but he said patiently: "The elder scolded you, not because he was angry with Jiaojiao, but because he loves and blames you deeply. Most people in the world are like this."

Mo Jiaojiao looked at the side of the man's face half-understood, squeezed his little hands and thought for a while, and said: "Jiaojiao won't make you angry. The owner of the valley crying and laughing like a baby is very cute, ninety-nine can't do it." That way, ninety-nine smiles look good, and crying makes me afraid. So Jiaojiao won't let you cry."

"Hmm." Dugu Jiu was noncommittal to the child's unrestrained imagination, and he never explained the fact that a sword cultivator who practiced the way of killing swords would not cry. He just patted him on the back reassuringly, and his cold eyes subconsciously softened a little.

When the two arrived outside, the paper boy had already prepared refreshments.Dugu Jiu put Mo Jiaojiao on the child's exclusive high chair, took a spoon and handed it to the child, letting him drink the porridge by himself.

Mo Jiaojiao raised his hand and glanced obediently at the people at the table, not afraid of surprise, and said earnestly: "Hello, the suzerain, and the fairy." When he saw the fairy Hongyan, he obviously hesitated for a moment, and said timidly: "The fairy grow well."

Hong Yu and the others all responded, and watched the child obediently bow his head to eat by himself after receiving the response, with a loving expression on his face.

"Uncle, when is Jiao Jiao going to practice with me?" Patriarch Hongming looked at Dugu Jiu with hale eyes, and his long gray beard twitched funnyly while speaking, and said, "Jiao Jiao wants to learn. The course has been fully arranged. However, since he is a demon clan, the swordsmanship taught by the Tianyan Sword Sect is naturally not suitable for him. If he wants to join Liu Guang and the others, the progress will probably be...not catch up."

"It doesn't matter." Dugu Jiu's calm gaze remained on the child all the time, he observed the child's reaction without any trace, and said in a deep voice: "You will teach according to the progress of the nephew, if there is any difficulty, I will teach it myself. "

"That's fine. It seems that Uncle Master has made up his mind, and it's time for Jiao Jiao to study." Fairy Hongyan smiled lightly. Looking at the drizzle outside the window, she suddenly seemed to remember something, and turned her head to look directly at the side. Senior brother, said softly: "Sovereign, on Canglan Peak, do you know you have met?"

"What did you say?" Ancestor Hongyu was lowering his head to study "The Secret History of the Hidden God Valley". Hearing this question, he finally came to his senses. , suddenly felt a little guilty, hesitated for a long time until his old face flushed, and said, "This... Uncle Chongrong, I'm afraid I can't do anything about it."

Ancestor Hongming was immediately happy, "Brother, look at what you said, is it possible that Canglan Peak doesn't even listen to the suzerain's orders?"

"You don't know something..." Patriarch Hongyu was really in distress at this time, struggling: "This matter... is really like this."

Although the Tianyan Sword Sect says that all affairs are decided by the patriarch Hongyu Patriarch, in fact, there are two uncles above Hongyu Patriarch, one of them is Chongrong Jianzun Dugu Jiu, because Dugu Jiu even There is no contradiction in asking less about sect affairs.However, another Supreme Elder who has lived in Canglan Peak for a long time and also does not care about the internal affairs of the sect is not a good person in some respects.

As soon as Patriarch Hongyu mentioned this uncle, he couldn't help but wanted to hide his face, but seeing the sharp and calm gaze of Sword Master Chongrong, he didn't have the nerve to shirk it, so he could only say: "Forget it, today I will order Yunshan to go It's just that Uncle Yun is sending the word, so it's hard to say whether he can agree to it or not."

Dugu Jiu nodded slightly, looked away indifferently, took a handkerchief and wiped off the porridge sticking to Mo Jiaojiao's chin, saw that the children were only listening to them with their round eyes open, and the porridge in the bowl hadn't decreased much in a long time, couldn't help but He raised his hand and knocked on the table, and when the child looked over innocently, Fang said: "Eat well."

Mo Jiao focused his head, and couldn't help but glance at the dejected ancestor Hongyu, and asked in a low voice, "Why does the suzerain seem to be crying?"

Biehe Jianchu burst into laughter when he heard the words behind him, and said to Mo Jiaojiao through sound transmission: "Little ancestor, you don't understand this, the suzerain is afraid that you will be cut into several pieces by Elder Yun after you go, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah." After eating it, let me tell you, what he hates most is Chongrong Jianzun's child."

When Mo Jiaojiao heard the words, his eyes widened instantly, and he turned to look at Bie Hejian. He didn't know how to imitate the other party's sound transmission, so he asked Dugu Jiu so stupidly: "Why did Bie He say that Elder Yun wanted to eat Jiao Jiao? who is that?"

As soon as the innocent child's voice fell, there was an eerie silence in the room.At this moment, the Da Neng of the Tianyan Sword Sect present, except for Dugu Jiu who did not change his face, the other three all looked at each other in unison, twitched the corners of their mouths, and their faces turned blue.