little spicy jiao

The climate in Yunmiao Continent is very different. When Tianyan Sword Sect was still in the early spring when the ice and snow melted, the old capital of Wusen in the middle of the mainland was entering the scorching summer at a leisurely pace.

After Dugujiu and his party left Huangquan, they settled down in a well-known mainland inn in the city, "Traveler from the End of the World".Among them, Shen Siyuan lives alone in Room No. 15, Tianzi, on the third floor of the inn, while Dugu Jiu and Mo Jiaojiao live in Tianzi Sixteen next door.

Because of the hot weather, Mo Jiaojiao reached out to touch the back of her neck as soon as she returned to her room, shaking her fluffy hat clumsily, her face flushed, and she yelled "hot" while she didn't know where to find it. A small round fan came out and fanned the wind indiscriminately.

Dugu Jiu put the two bowls of iced fairy grass sent by the waiter on the table, walked over and carried the child to the couch, touched Mo Jiaojiao's sweaty forehead and neck, and asked in a low voice: "Jiajiao's body How can you be afraid of heat if you bear the fire in the sky?"

"Jiaojiao doesn't know either. Ninety-nine is so cool." Mo Jiaojiao was comforted by the man's slightly cool palm, and quickly threw a fan to hug the other's hand, and pressed his hot face into the wide palm for a few moments. Feeling cooler, he changed his face and continued posting, a little confused:

"Jiaojiao was not afraid of the cold or the heat before. In winter, it freezes everywhere, and Jiaojiao will not freeze to death. But now it is very hot."

Dugujiu let the child hold his palms and covered them everywhere, and after a while, he dragged his hands into the robe and touched his back. He only frowned and thought for a moment, and said: "Jiajiao has grown up now, and the five senses are gradually recovering. Within reason."

As he said that, there was a light knock on the door of the room, and the man withdrew his hand and stood up straight to open the door.

Outside the door were Xiaoer carrying water and Shen Siyuan who had changed into a light gown.

Thus, Dugu Jiu took the water, stretched out his hand and shut Shen Siyuan out of the door.

Seeing the man coming with a basin of water, Mo Jiaojiao began to unbutton and unbutton himself his clothes, so he squinted his eyes and asked expectantly: "Jiujiu, it's summer, is Jiao Jiao going to wear a fairy long slit shirt?"

"Yeah." Dugu Jiu bent down and took off the red coat and inner coat for Mo Jiaojiao, wrung out the sweat towel to wipe the child's body, thought for a while and said: "Hongyan made three styles of short shirts, Sleeveless cardigan, short-sleeved double-breasted, round-neck pullover, all with a small hakama, which one would you like to wear?"

"Don't you wear a bellyband?" Mo Jiaojiao tilted his head in doubt, then lowered his head and tapped his fleshy stomach with his fingertips like playing, and said: "Wear red."

"Jijiao is too big, don't wear a bellyband." Dugu Jiu glanced at the newly grown flesh on the child's stomach. After wiping the body, he took out a pink short-sleeved double-breasted blouse and a small hakama, and gave it patiently. After getting dressed, Mo Jiaojiao seemed to have no intention of saying: "I have gained a lot of weight."

"Not fat." Mo Jiaojiao stood up on the couch, stretched his arms and kicked his feet.

The peach red blouse looks like a miniature version of an adult long gown. It is long to the hips, revealing half of the thin white arms. It is a looser and softer style. The waist is tied with a thin red ribbon and tied in a beautiful knot. The lower body and the small hakama grow to the knees, and the white calves are also exposed.

Originally, such a style and color would be too gaudy for a teenager, but Mo Jiaojiao has not yet grown up, and his arms and face are still a little fleshy and childish. It looks pleasing and clean, and there is no Hongyan Fairy who was worried about it before. The sense of incongruity that arises.

The child turned around on the spot, showed it to the other party, and seriously argued: "Jiao Jiao is not fat."

"En." Dugu Jiu stared at the restless child for a while, took out a pair of short boots and a pair of straw sandals, and asked, "Which pair do you wear?"

Mo Jiaojiaotu was cool, and stretched out his finger to touch the straw sandals.After putting it on, he went down to the ground and walked around, wondering: "The straw sandals made by the fairy head are soft and don't prick the feet, and the shoes made by the elder locust tree will wear the scorched feet to the skin. But all Made of grass."

"The material used by the swan geese is vine grass, which is different from cattail grass." Dugu Jiu explained, seeing that Mo Jiaojiao was not uncomfortable, he made the child sit and eat fairy grass, and he turned around to open the door, but only raised his hand to catch Shensi The letter paper cranes left behind.

Mo Jiaojiao watched the man come back after closing the door, and asked, "Is the lamb gone?"

Dugu Jiu tapped the paper crane's head, and Shen Siyuan's voice came out: "Chongrong, I saw Huai Mo going to the West Market, so follow me first."

"What is Xiaoyang doing with Huaimo?" Mo Jiaojiao asked.

"Isn't Jiaojiao curious about the origin of Huai Mo?" Dugu Jiu put away the paper crane and said, "If he really is the resurrection of the pagoda tree demon, Jiaojiao will just take him to the secret realm."

"Yeah." Mo Jiaojiao nodded vigorously without doubt, and said loudly, "Elder Huaishu must also want to see other monsters."

Dugu Jiu looked at the child's clear and round eyes, there was no anxiety, excitement or sadness as expected by the man, only the clear peace and security remained.

He suddenly raised his hand and placed it on Mo Jiaojiao's head, stroking it slowly and restrainedly, slowed down his cold tone, and asked, "Jiajiao, are you sure that the Yinshengu clan can be resurrected from the dead?"

As soon as the deep voice fell, the room fell silent.

Mo Jiaojiao put down the spoon that was stirring randomly in his hand, turned his head to look at the man, stretched out his hand and pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled, with curved eyebrows and eyes:

"Jiaojiao heard Guzhu talking, that means Guzhu is already alive. Guzhu... has lied to Jiaojiao many times, but Guzhu is doing it for Jiaojiao's well-being and will not make Jiaojia feel sad. He will not call me on purpose of."

"En." Dugu Jiu replied in a low voice, but his eyes darkened a bit.

It is true that the Yinshengu family regards Mo Jiaojiao as a treasure, and they are willing to exchange their lives for Mo Jiaojiao to grow up healthily.

Children are joking, and they will not deliberately send out calls to give false hopes to children under the premise that they cannot be resurrected.They love Mo Jiao Jiao like that.

However...what if the voice that night...was just a dream of Mo Jiaojiao?

Mo Jiaojiao has struggled between dreams and reality since he was a child. For him, both are real.The child is not at all sure whether it is a dream or not, and this is the source of the fear.

Even if Dugu Jiu already knew the secret method of resurrecting the monster clan from the ghost cultivator, and thinking of the voice Mo Jiaojiao heard that night, there is a [-]% chance that the Yinshengu clan has been resurrected.

But the key to the resurrection of the monster clan is the preservation of the corpse. If the owner of the Yinshen Valley hadn't considered this before his fall...then their resurrection will be like a flash in the pan, and sooner or later they will fall in front of Mo Jiaojiao again.

"Jiaojiao believes that the owner of the valley has been resurrected," Dugujiu calmly raised his hand to take the spoon from Mo Jiaojiao's hand, thinking clearly in his heart, he has considered all hidden dangers, but he didn't show it on his face, and lowered his voice Asked, "Then, why were you not very happy when you saw Huai Mo?"

Mo Jiaojiao has a naive temperament, and it is easy to understand the child's mood when he gets along day and night. Whether he is jumping for joy from the heart or forcing a smile, whether he is really sad and crying or just acting like a baby, Dugu Jiu can tell at a glance.

"Because..." Mo Jiaojiao ate the fairy grass fed by the man. He felt cold and sweet in his mouth, but he couldn't suppress the inexplicable bitterness in his throat. , Nuo Nuo said:

"Huaimo looks like Elder Huaishu. But Jiao Jiao is afraid that he...is not real. If he is fake...Jiao Jiao doesn't know where to find Elder Huaishu. Today the ghost said that when the elder is resurrected, someone will He looks exactly like them, what if Jiao Jiao admits his mistake?"

He distinguishes the tribe by distinguishing the unique aura of the other party, and now the revived Yaozu has a fake.

Dugu Jiu leaned over and took the child with one hand, hugged him, already made a decision in his heart.

***

On the other side, Shen Siyuan seemed to be wandering around the market casually, but actually stared at Huai Mo who was not far ahead without a trace.His cultivation base is far above that of the opponent, so it is not difficult to hide his figure.

The young man first went into the shop selling spirit herbs at the entrance of the West Market, and asked the shopkeeper for three kinds of spirit herbs, i.e. vine grass, calendula, and scorpion root, and after paying a lot of spirit stones, he went out for a walk.

After a while, he returned to the shop again, followed the shopkeeper directly into the room, and asked: "I don't know if you... have a kind of spiritual herb called Lumenyao?"

The shopkeeper put away his smile when he heard the words, and said with confusion on his face: "What is the use of this thing, Master Immortal? Dreaming Ballad is a poisonous weed that is forbidden to be sold in this city. People who take this herb will fall into a deep sleep forever, or lose their minds in severe cases." It collapsed and died on the spot. It’s useless.”

The young man smiled, folded his arms and said, "Don't worry about it, shopkeeper. I just want this product to be used as medicine. Before confirming that the pill is absolutely harmless, I will only test it with white mice for a while, and I will definitely not take it to people. .At least it won't hurt you."

"That said, there is indeed no Mengyao in the store now." The shopkeeper said: "Nowadays the restrictions in the old capital of Wusen are getting stricter, and this thing can be brought in at most three plants in one month. The last plant of Mengyao was taken by the real person of Changle the day before yesterday. Take it away. Immortal Master can look elsewhere, or come back next month."

"Changle? The sick elder Zixiaozong?" Huai Mo frowned, then slowly relaxed, and said, "That's all. Please keep today's matter a secret, otherwise, I can't guarantee the safety of the treasurer Li. "

After finishing speaking, the young man turned around and left the shop at a slow pace, and then headed for the gold rush field in the back street of West Market.

There are mostly merchants selling precious jade and iron ore here, and there is an endless stream of pedestrians.

Shen Siyuan watched Huai Mo wandering around, but he didn't really buy anything, and finally entered a dilapidated sword-making shop.

He didn't delay, and said directly: "Three Prisoner Immortal Stones."

The old swordsmith looked up at him and asked hoarsely, "Who do you want to be imprisoned?"

"Naturally the enemy." The young man smiled.

The swordsmith turned around and took out a package, handed it to him and said, "Use this thing with caution."

The young man nodded indifferently, and left with his chin held high.

Shen Siyuan followed for a while, but found that the other party went back to the Tianya Traveler where they stayed after leaving the West Market, and never left the room again, so he stopped following, came to the door of Dugu Nine by himself, and knocked on the door.

Mo Jiaojiao had already finished eating the fairy grass, and was sitting at the table listening to Dugu Jiu read, his little head bit by bit.

"Jiaojiao's new clothes are nice." Shen Siyuan walked in slowly, looked Mo Jiaojiao up and down several times, and muttered: "I remember that when Yunshan was so old, he would go around in a bellyband without shoes all day long." Crazy. Looking at Jiao Jiao's appearance again, Hongyan really thought that Yunshan was a monkey, and immediately let him go."

"What is stocking?" Mo Jiaojiao asked sleepily.

"It's about eating, living, and teaching." Shen Siyuan said with a smirk: "Does Jiao Jiao long for freedom?"

"No." Mo Jiaojiao shook his head, "Jiaojiao needs someone to teach him."

Shen Siyuan sat down regretfully, and said: "The bigger it is, the harder it is to be fooled." Then he looked at Dugu Jiu, and said: "Should I say it directly?"

Dugu Jiu put down the book, looked at Mo Jiaojiao who was dozing off, got up and lightly picked him up, put him back on the couch, took off his shoes, untied his belt, and covered Mo Jiaojiao's stomach with a thin quilt.

The child only opened his eyes for a glance, then slowly turned over and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

Seeing that Dugu Jiu put a restraint on the bed, Shen Siyuan no longer hesitated, and said directly: "Huaimo has bought prisoner stone, grape vine grass, marigold and Lingxiao root in the West Market, and is looking around to buy Mengyao. The master of this sect I don’t understand Dan Dao, I really don’t know what he wants these things for.”

"Most prisoner stones are made into shackles, which can suppress the cultivation of monster races." Dugu Jiu said solemnly: "The Dreaming Ballad and the other three kinds of spiritual herbs can be made into Dreaming Incense, which is colorless and odorless. It's possible to turn."

"So that's it. The person who is most afraid of dreaming in this world must be anxious." Shen Siyuan clapped his hands and said with a smile: "It seems that Huai Mo's identity can be confirmed. Do you need this sect master to act for you?"

"He can't die yet." Dugu Jiu frowned slightly, turned to look at Mo Jiaojiao who was soundly asleep, and said after a long while: "If the Immortal Prison Stone and the Dreaming Fragrance are both things to deal with peppers, then Huai Mo must be with Huai Mo Dryads are born from the same root."

"You mean..." Shen Siyuan slowly put away his smile, his face turned pale.

"As you think." Dugu Jiu's eyes were cold, and he said solemnly, "He not only knows where the locust tree demon is now, but also knows the suppression of the dream on Jiaojiao, and the people in the world who know the existence of the dream, except Yinshengu , you and me, and Jiaojiao himself, the rest must come from dreams.”

"Ridiculous! You said that he might be the person who trapped Jiao Jiao in the dream?" Shen Siyuan clenched his hands suddenly when he heard the words, and said coldly, almost losing his composure: "The fake of the locust tree demon... no, or a substitute, It is actually possible that it was the existence that destroyed Jiao Jiao's mind in the dream, so after Jiao Jiao woke up from the dream every day, he...he saw the locust tree demon..."

If the most respected and respected elder is exactly the same as the demon tormenting him in the dream, then how would Mo Jiaojiao, who was young at that time, feel in his heart?

They used to think that Mo Jiaojiao never asked for help from the people in Hidden God Valley just because the child was too sensible, but it turned out that it was because he was too scared, so scared that he had to do his best to convince himself to distinguish dreams from reality.

Even if they can't tell the difference in the end, they are just willing to be a child like a puppet who can't laugh or make trouble, and can't give birth to any hatred or disgust.

Dugu Jiu closed his eyes silently, did not answer, and said in a deep voice: "Keep him, it's best to follow the vine and get rid of future troubles forever."