little spicy jiao

The rare confessions in the Valley of Asking Swords were all within the expectations of Sword Master Chongrong, but the heavy heart knots inadvertently revealed in Mo Jiaojiao's words were unexpected by Dugu Jiu.

The clues left by the owner of the Hidden God Valley are limited. Although everything that Mo Jiaojiao has experienced in those ten years has been included, the dream itself is private and obscure, and it is difficult for outsiders to pry into it.

Mo Jiaojiao's words are clumsy and he seldom confides to the owner of the valley, so that now Dugu Jiu knows nothing about the content of the child's dreams.

After Mo Jiaojiao and Dugujiu finished talking, they felt their stomachs and complained that they were hungry, so the two stopped staying and set off to pay New Year's greetings.

The New Year's Eve spent by the sword cultivators of the Tianyan Sword Sect is no different from that of ordinary people. It is nothing more than gathering together to worship their ancestors and having a reunion dinner together to watch the New Year together. On the contrary, Mo Jiaojiao received many gifts and lucky money, storage bracelets It was full, and I felt dizzy counting on my fingers all night.

After eating and drinking, the child dressed in a fluffy little red robe and a red woolen hat, sat obediently on Dugu Jiu's lap, and listened to the adults talking and laughing.

He was holding a bright red chick in his hand, a pair of big black eyes blinked with the tiny eyes of the chick, there was a strange sense of synchronization.

Liu Guang was coming back from the outside, and when he saw the child's cute appearance, he trotted over with his goose-yellow skirt, stretched out his hand to pull Mo Jiaojiao's wrist, and said with a sweet smile, "Hurry up Jiaojiao! Let's go to the fireworks show! Brother Yunshan It's here too!"

"Fireworks?" Mo Jiaojiao turned to look at the man holding him curiously, and asked eagerly, "Can Jiaojiao go?"

"Yeah." Dugu Jiu put the child down, looked at the pretty girl beside him, and said, "Let's hold it."

Ancestor Hongming saw his apprentice holding Mo Jiaojiao with eyes shining, he couldn't help coughing, and said: "Liu Guang, Jiao Jiao is small in stature, don't let anyone crowd him."

The girl answered "Yes" sweetly, and walked out excitedly leading the child.

Mo Jiaojiao looked back at Dugu Jiu while walking, saw the man holding a teacup in his hand, but his quiet gaze stayed on him, inexplicably heaved a sigh of relief, and whispered in his heart: Jiu Jiu will not go anywhere, he will look after Jiao coke.After repeating this three times, he followed Liu Guang out with confidence.

Seeing the chili leaves, Fang Hongyu's patriarch tentatively said: "Master, do you have an idea of ​​how to help Jiao Jiao grow up?"

Dugu Jiu didn't make a sound, just nodded slightly, drinking tea with lowered eyes.

On the other hand, Shen Siyuan took out a paper fan from nowhere, and began to fan the fan pretendingly, knowingly asked: "Chongrong, let me tell you first, the head of this sect is getting old now, and his body is really useless. If I want to trek across mountains and rivers with you to enter secret realms to do things like killing people, stealing treasures and stealing fairy grasses, I will definitely not go."

Hearing this, Patriarch Hongming stopped touching his beard, and wondered: "Why does Master Shen have such an idea? Jiao Jiao is not a monk, what do you want those things for? Master Shen can rest assured."

"It's hard to say." Shen Siyuan lamented: "Although I'm not a cultivator, but I haven't eaten pork, so maybe I haven't seen pigs run away? When you monks enter the secret realm, which one is not red-eyed? This cheat book can steal your head! After finishing it, I have to kill a few rare monsters to show off the results of my cultivation. To be honest, the monsters are also quite wronged."

"But Jiao Jiao is already extremely talented, so killing people and seizing treasures is of no benefit to him." Fairy Hongyan frowned slightly, and reminded aloud: "Since Jiao Jiao is a demon clan, it's better not to get involved with monks for cause and effect."

Dugu Jiu looked up at the pale and frail young man, and said, "If the secret realm is unsealed, where will the demon clan go?"

"Naturally stay in the secret realm." Shen Siyuan restrained his cynical expression, and said seriously: "Theoretically speaking, Shen Tuzi has the ability to unseal the secret realm, but before that, there must be a leading demon in the secret realm." Jiao Jiao must reach a consensus with the leader of the secret realm to ensure that the secret realm will not be discovered by other cultivators. At least, they must be safe and sound before the final goal is achieved."

"Then, the order of going to the secret realm must be decided by Jiaojiao alone." Dugu Jiu said coldly.

"This..." Shen Siyuan coughed a few times and said in disbelief: "The little baby is still a child now, what does he know? Chongrong, you can't spoil him like this, let him do whatever he wants."

"Is there anyone in this world who knows more about the distribution of the secret land in the mainland than Jiaojiao?" Dugu Jiu frowned and said calmly, "He knows where to go better than you and I."

"...Okay." Shen Siyuan waved his hand, touched his chin and pondered for a moment, then clapped his hands together, and asked: "If you want to do this, Mo Jiaojiao will have to go through the suffering he has gone through again. , even if not all, it should be the deadliest part. Chongrong, can you give up?"

"If this is not the case, how can I help him out of trouble?" The man's expression remained unchanged, and he only responded in a deep voice.

Only by finding out the heart knot that traps the child can it be possible to heal again.

Shen Siyuan obviously thought of this as well, he just looked up to the sky and sighed, and said anxiously: "Baby Jiaojiao, it's not that Xiao Yang doesn't help you, it's because your fake father is too cruel, it's really cruel..."

Before he finished speaking, the young man felt a chill on his forehead, and a few strands of long black hair slowly fell down. Shen Siyuan pinched his hair and glanced at it, then turned his head to look at the perpetrator, and said with a smile: "What I said just now is all Just kidding. What the sect master meant was that Chongrong took his children out for a spring outing with good intentions before the catastrophe was approaching, he is really a role model for parents in the cultivation world!"

After finishing speaking, the young man covered his chest with a pale face, and was helped out by his apprentice with unsteady steps.

Fairy Hongyan looked up at Dugu Jiu who also got up to leave, hesitantly said: "Master Shen today...why is he behaving so abnormally?"

"Xu is too worried." Patriarch Hongyu shook his head and said: "For so many years, every time he plays tricks, nothing good happens. I hope it's not something wrong with Jiaojiao."

***

After watching the New Year's Eve at night, Dugu Jiu carried Mo Jiaojiao back to the Sunset Pavilion, washed and changed the child's clothes, then tucked the child into the bed, got up and went to the outer room.

The paper boy was packing the luggage that the two of them needed to go down the mountain outside. Seeing the man coming out, he bowed respectfully and handed over the luggage list.

When Mo Jiaojiao in the house came back, he was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes. He just turned over when he was put under the quilt, grabbed a corner of his little quilt, stuffed it into his arms, and hugged him tightly, laying his pillow on the cotton candy obediently. Shaped pillow, going to sleep.

Unexpectedly, when Bie Hejian saw Chongrong come out, he couldn't help calling Tun Chujian to hide in the back room, lowered his voice and asked the question that he had been holding on all night: "What method do you think Master Jian uses to accompany the little ancestor?" Going down the mountain? Zongmen expressly forbids disciples to be accompanied by teachers when traveling."

Tun Chujian was about to respond, but heard a plop from behind the screen.

The two swords quickly flew around the screen to check, and saw a sleepy child wrapped in a soft quilt lying on the ground, obviously just rolled off the couch.

Because the floor was covered with blankets all the year round, and the quilt on Mo Jiaojiao's body was heavy, he didn't feel any pain, so he just sat up by himself, rubbed his eyes and looked up at the two spirit swords rushing in.

"Why did you fall down after sleeping well?" Bie Hejian approached and asked.

Mo Jiaojiao shook his head, rubbed his eyes and began to pull the quilt, rescued himself with difficulty, and dragged the quilt back to the couch.

He was wearing a small pink robe, so sleepy that he only opened one eye, looked down for his shoes, finally found them and put them on, then turned back to look at Bie Hejian eagerly.

Bie He felt a little stressed from being stared at, so he coughed and said, "Go on to sleep if you're sleepy, Master Jian is packing your luggage for you outside. He'll be here in a while."

The child shook his head slowly, then rubbed his small nose, and said softly in a nasal voice, "Jiao Jiao has to pack his luggage too."

As he said that, Mo Jiaojiao turned his head and walked out wearing his little shoes, but he didn't look at the road when he walked, and he didn't reach out to touch the bead curtain behind the screen when he passed by, and was directly smashed in the face by the hard jade beads.

The child covered his face and touched it, then sniffed the calming incense in the room, and accurately identified a faint scent among them, and chased after the scent.

Dugu Jiu was checking the luggage list in the storage cabinet, when he saw the child running over and begging him to pack his luggage, he didn't refuse directly, he just said: "Jiajiao just bring the things you like, and the rest will be prepared by the paper boy."

Mo Jiaojiao nodded in satisfaction, looked around, then ran to the edge of the room, stood by the couch and took out his storage bracelet, dumped all his toys out, and piled them all up on the bed.

"The scorched windmill, the box for rubbing candied haws, the wheelbarrow, the cuckoo..." The child went over one by one, and murmured as he stuffed them into the bracelet, "Take them all."

After counting the toys, Mo Jiaojiao took out his storage bag again, and wrote down his books, picture books, and the Four Treasures of the Study in a notebook. Finally, the child dragged the little quilt he had covered in summer Come out and stuff them all into Dugu Jiu's hands.

Dugu Jiu was looking for clothes for children to wear all year round for Mo Jiaojiao, seeing this, he just took over and folded the quilt, and ordered the paper boy to pour Mo Jiaojiao a cup of warm water.

Bie Hejian watched it from beginning to end, and asked curiously, "Why do you have to bring each of them? You basically don't have time to play when you go out."

Mo Jiaojiao held the cup and shook his head, and said seriously: "These are from Jiujiu and you, you must take them with you, and don't lose them. The small quilt and toy painting are from Jiujiu, and the cuckoo is from Gu Xunyang." , the bells of the Western Regions were given by Xiao Yang, and the clothes were given by the fairy..."

Bie Hejian interrupted him with a smile, and said: "It's not that you won't come back. When you come back from the mountain, keep them and give you more gifts."

Mo Jiaojiao just shook his head, jumped off the chair and ran over, jumped behind the standing man a few times before successfully jumping up and grabbing Dugu Jiu's waist, hanging there dangling, he asked while shaking: "Jiujiu, How soon will we be back?"

"At least three years." Dugu Jiu explained: "The abbot of the Wanfo Sect passed away a few days ago. According to the sect's rules, we have to wait for the next holy boy to succeed the abbot before the Buddhist gate can be reopened."

"Is passing away the same as ascending? How would Jiujiu know?" Mo Jiaojiao asked.

"Nirience is reincarnation, and what the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect cultivates is not the way of ascension. Because of this, the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect has always remained neutral since its birth." Dugu Jiu put away the storage bag, turned around, picked up the child, and walked into the inner room.

Mo Jiaojiao focused on the other party's dark eyes, as if thinking of something, and said with a little exclamation: "The suzerain said that Jiujiu has lived for a long time, and knows everything. Is it true?"

"I also have things I'm not good at." Dugu Jiu looked at the child calmly.

"What is it?" Mo Jiaojiao asked in amazement, "Jiao Jiao thinks he can do anything."

Dugu Jiudao: "Female worker, bring up the child, shed tears."

"Cheat pepper." Mo Jiaojiao frowned disapprovingly, "Jiujiu doesn't know how to sew clothes, but Jiujiu raises me every day, and obviously he can raise dolls. Also, the owner of the valley said that if there is no living thing, he can't." Weeping."

"...I did not raise Jiaojiao as a child." Dugu Jiu paused, and said: "The sword intent of killing cuts away thousands of troubles. Since I was born, I have never shed tears."

"Doesn't Jiujiu cry when she's a baby?" Mo Jiaojiao's eyes were wide open, and the surprised look was extremely amusing.

"I lost all five senses when I was young, and I didn't wake up until I was an adult. When I was awake, I suddenly realized the way of swordsmanship, and I was born only to slaughter the way of heaven." Dugu Jiu replied.

Mo Jiaojiao nodded half-understood, recalled what he had said before, curled his lips in frustration, and asked aggrievedly: "Didn't Jiujiu raise Jiaojiao as a child, just like Elder Man-eating Flower, as a vegetable grower?" ?”

Bie Hejian laughed loudly when he heard the sound, "Don't say you really look alike, aren't you the kind of sword master?"

Seeing Mo Jiaojiao's increasingly sad expression, Dugu Jiu frowned and thought of a suitable wording for a while, and said, "I will treat you as Jiaojiao treats me."

***

On the second day, Mo Jiaojiao went to Xixin Valley to accept three sect trial tasks, and was led out by Dugu Jiu.

Holding a wooden sign in the child's hand, he read: "Pick a Wangrilian." After reading, he handed the sign to the man to keep it away, took the other one, and read: "The legend of the South China Sea Siren. Take the letter back to the sect and hand it over to Patriarch Hongyu."

"Wangrilian is not easy to find, you have to try your luck in the secret realm." Bie Hejian commented, "The sea monsters of the South China Sea...they use a different language from ours, can Jiao Jiao understand?"

"What does the sea monster look like? Jiao Jiao has never been to the sea." Mo Jiaojiao took out the sign, took the last one, and said: "Go to the old capital of Wusen in the human world, and learn three mortal skills in total. A carpenter."

"Their upper body is human-shaped, and the lower body is fish tail or snake tail. Speaking of it, they are very similar to mermaids. But sea monsters have diseases inherited from generation to generation. They have bone wings on their backs and can fly like demons. Every sea monster Even monsters can't live to be 80 years old." Bie Hejian explained.

Mo Jiaojiao nodded ignorantly, put away the wooden sign, looked up at the person who was holding her hand, gently held his hand, and asked, "Jiujiu, can I go see Yun Gao? I haven't seen it for a long time."

"En." Dugu Jiu leaned over to pick up the child, and Yu Jian went to the top of Siguo Cliff.

The place where Yungao was imprisoned was a cave on the top of Siguoya. Mo Jiaojiao turned around and looked at the burning torches on both sides of the cave, and was taken by Dugu Jiu to the deepest part of the cave, beside a cold pool.

The water here is fast and cold, and as soon as you get close, you can feel the cold breath coming from the water.

The boy was sitting soaked on an oval-shaped stone in the center of the pool at this time, and the water splashed from all directions kept hitting him. The strange thing was that those water droplets turned into ice the moment they touched the boy. The grains hit the young man's joints hard, causing him to grunt in pain from time to time.

Mo Jiaojiao didn't know the ingenuity of the mechanism here, he just thought that the boy was only half-baked and submerged in the water, and when he saw the cloud cake, he yelled softly.

"Yun Gao, Jiao Jiao is here!"

The boy sitting upright moved his right ear, but did not open his eyes to respond.

Mo Jiaojiao asked suspiciously, "Why doesn't Yun Gao speak?"

Dugu Jiu didn't answer, just flew across the pond with the child in his arms, and stopped in front of the boy.

After the man approached, the splashing water all around stopped at the same time.

Mo Jiaojiao carefully looked at Yungao with a pale face, moved a little closer, and cautiously stretched out his warm little hand, put it on the young man's forehead, touched it, rubbed it on his cheek, and asked, "Yungao Is it cold?"

The young man finally opened his eyes slowly, and quietly looked at the concerned child in front of him. He moved his lips slightly, but did not make a sound, and tears fell from his eyes.

The child hurriedly pulled out the handkerchief to wipe his tears, then took out a delicate jar and put it next to the young man, then took out a candy from the jar, carefully peeled off the candy wrapper, and stuffed it into the young man's mouth. Ask softly:

"Is it sweet? Don't pour water on Yungao here. Eat well, eat snacks and candies, sleep, practice, and go to school. Jiao Jiao is leaving, and I will see you later."

As he said that, the child stood up and stretched out his hand to be hugged back by the man.

Yun Gao raised her head, felt the sweet taste in her mouth, and looked at the child's bright eyes, knowing it clearly.

His playmate probably didn't know the truth and still regarded him as a partner.

Yun Gao glanced at Dugu Jiu again, opened her lips softly, looked at Mo Jiaojiao, and replied cooperatively: "Okay, Jiaojiao, take care."

Mo Jiaojiao finally became happy, waved her little hand vigorously, and said: "Yun Gao must get better."

The waxy and soft voice can still be heard from a distance.

After a long time, the young man lowered his head slowly, and murmured: "Jiao Jiao has become as powerful as Gu Zhu."

He thought, he understood the reason why the man hid it from Mo Jiaojiao, the already precarious ivory tower really couldn't tolerate any damage.

Once, he was a member of the effort to build the ivory tower, and later, he rebelled and almost destroyed the tower.If not for the support of people like Tianyan Sword Sect, he might never see the child sleeping peacefully in the center of the pagoda in this life.