little spicy jiao

Chapter 92

One month later, in the west of Yunmiao Continent, Huai'an Town.

At noon, the pale golden sun shone across the stone steps after the rain, reflecting the pedestrians on the street to relax their tense expressions, and the hawkers' shouts became a little more confident.

This is the town with the largest concentration of mortals in the western part of the mainland. There are crowds of people everywhere on weekdays, and the plainly dressed people show happy smiles because of the local comfortable life.

However, on the seventh day after the town ushered in the sassy autumn, the town was no longer peaceful.

Countless monks with magical skills flocked to this quiet town from all over the mainland. All the inns in the town were full at once, and cultivators with magic weapons could be seen everywhere fighting because of verbal disputes. All passing mortals were full of fear , hastily retreated.

And all of this stems from a piece of news from Zixiao Sect in the realm of comprehension half a month ago: the secret realm of Senhai is about to appear.

Mo Jiaojiao and his party arrived in the town ten days ago, and they are living in an unknown inn in the town.

And Dugu Jiu also discovered the traces of Huai Mo and his party through sensing the location of Tun Chu Sword.

"If it is said that this Senhai Secret Realm is the hometown of one of the great monsters in the Hidden God Valley, the big monster itself is Dandelion, the last inheritor of the Senhai Secret Realm, so the fall of the Hidden God Valley means that the Senhai Secret Realm will continue. No one is guarding it! Tell me, who can not be moved?"

In the inn, a middle-aged monk was holding chopsticks in one hand and a wine glass in the other. Standing by the table, he was eloquent, as if he was the inheritor of the Senhai secret realm.

And the rest of the monks in the hall were all listening attentively, for fear of missing important news related to the secret realm.

"You said that the body of the inheritor of the Senhai Secret Realm is a dandelion, but how did I hear that the big monster should be a cypress spirit?"

As soon as the middle-aged cultivator finished speaking, a female cultivator in purple clothes with a strong aura stood up and questioned her delicately.

This question attracted everyone's attention, and they all lowered their voices to discuss.

"Isn't this the elder of Fenxiang Valley, Fairy Ziyu? Since she is here, isn't Fairy Fenyou, the owner of Fenxiang Valley..."

"It seems that the news of the secret realm is correct. First, the real Zixiaozong Changle appeared here, and now the people from Fenxiang Valley have also appeared. It can't be wrong!"

"I'm afraid. After Zixiaozong and Fenxianggu, Shenyimen and Tianyanjianzong will also send people here? Then I will have a chance?"

"Whether they will come or not, I don't know, but the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect will definitely not come."

"What does that mean?"

"The abbot of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect has just passed away, and the new holy boy has not been selected yet. How could he come to the muddy water? Besides, what he cultivates is not the way of ascension, what do you need the things of the secret realm?"

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On the second floor of the inn, Mo Jiaojiao clasped his hands on the railing and looked down.

He was wearing a Little Red Riding Hood, and his white and tender ears were covered. In order to hear more clearly, the child quietly put the brim of the hat behind his ears, leaving only a pair of ears exposed, but the hat was still on his head, and then continued to stand upright. The ears listened with gusto.

Huai'an Town has already entered autumn, and Mo Jiaojiao has changed back into a hooded red robe, but the fabric is light and fluffy, no longer decorated with fluffy balls of wool.

And behind him, the handsome sword fairy in black sat in a chair, looking down at the map in his hand, but placed a slender hand on the child's shoulder, holding it firmly.

The discussion downstairs was still going on, and Fairy Ziyu of Fenxiang Valley saw that everyone was talking about it, but no one dared to answer her question, so she couldn't help snorting arrogantly, and turned around and walked upstairs with the disciples of Fenxiang Valley behind her.

Seeing someone coming, Mo Jiaojiao turned his head curiously and looked at the female fairy in the front, and blinked suspiciously after seeing a little vermilion between the other's brows.

However, the person who came noticed his existence and just glanced at him lightly. When he realized that it was only a child looking at him, he looked away again. When his cold eyes touched the man sitting upright, he paused for a moment. At the same time, the footsteps also stopped.

Fairy Purple Feather stared fixedly at the side face of the man in the black shirt in the distance, doubts suddenly arose in her heart, but when she got closer and took a closer look, her doubts disappeared, she turned her eyes away and continued to go up to the third floor.

After Mo Jiaojiao and the others left, Fang turned around and got close to Dugu Jiu, and asked in a low voice, "Jiu Jiu, why does this person have a red spot on his forehead?"

"That's Shougong sand from Fenxiang Valley, which represents chastity." The man explained in a low voice, then raised his hand to touch the child's forehead, and asked, "Does Jiaojiao feel tired?"

"Not tired. Jiaojiao is not sick anymore." Mo Jiaojiao stood obediently and was touched on the forehead, thought for a while and asked: "The one who scolded Jiujiu last time was also the one who wanted to cry. She doesn't have red spots."

"Jiajiao." Dugu Jiu raised his head, removed his big hand from his white forehead, moved it to the child's back, and said, "It's Fenxiang Valley, I don't really want to cry. The Fairy Fenyou I saw last time, maybe she The Shougong sand is elsewhere."

"How do you know where it is?" Mo Jiaojiao's eyes were innocent, and he didn't know what serious question he asked.

"...I don't know either." Dugu Jiu was stunned, and said after consideration: "It's enough for them to know. Why does Jiaojiao ask like this?"

"Because I saw that red dot just now." Mo Jiaojiao squeezed her little hand in a bit of embarrassment, as if she was trying to remember, and said hesitantly: "In Jiaojiao's dream, there is someone who also has it. The one with the red dot is called Xuewa. Jiao Jiao doesn't like her very much."

Hearing this, Dugu Jiu put away the map, reached out to pick up the child, pushed open the door behind her and walked in, locked the door again, and sat on the couch with the child in her arms. Something about it?"

"A little bit." Mo Jiaojiao stretched out his hand and rubbed the center of his brows carelessly, then frowned and said, "It's uncomfortable."

Dugu Jiu then raised his hand to pull down the child's hand, and replaced the small hand with his big hand, and stroked his forehead slowly, seeing that it was just a little red from being rubbed, he released his strength to probe again, and said in a low voice for a long while: "No problem, Pepper Don't be afraid of pepper."

The icy energy penetrated from the forehead, followed the meridians to the dantian, and firmly protected the hovering demon core.Even though it is cold to the bone, it is strong and stable.

Feeling the familiar cold touch, Mo Jiaojiao felt a little happier, rubbed his forehead dependently, frowned again to recall, and said softly:

"Jiaojiao told Jiujiu last time that when I was three years old, I was afraid of dreaming and didn't sleep for a long time. Then I was too sleepy and fell asleep. Then I dreamed of a place. There were many tall trees there. The trees there are like Jiaojiao, you can pull up the roots and walk around. I want to leave there, but there is no way."

"Then, many trees saw me and said I was Xuewa. They were very scared and said I would kill them, so they ran over and beat me with branches. Jiaojiao felt so painful and ran away."

"But there are a lot of tree roots, very high, and Jiaojiao fell down. They ran so fast that they... caught me."

Mo Jiaojiao barely finished speaking, his body began to tremble, he turned his head and buried himself in the man's arms, and only opened his mouth slowly when he felt safer.

"Jiaojiao was beaten for a long time. It was very painful. After Jiaojiao was born, no monsters beat me. They beat me, and Jiaojiao was very sad. Later, I was hung up by many soft branches, so high , My feet are on top, my head is on the bottom, I can't breathe, they stand on the bottom and look small. After a while, they go away."

"Jiao Jiao wanted to ask them to let me go down, but I couldn't speak. Then, after a long time, Jiao Jiao remembered that there were many times when the sky was dark and it was bright again. Sometimes it rained, and sometimes there was sunshine."

Mo Jiaojiao finished speaking with difficulty, a thin layer of sweat was already on his forehead, and his little hand that was hanging weakly began to convulse uncontrollably.

Dugu Jiu's palm was pressed against the child's back, and the true essence circulated in the child's body continuously, and he held the soft little hand with his free hand, rubbing it slowly with moderate strength.

The man's slightly closed eyes were extremely dark at the moment, but his face was silent, and he only coaxed in a hoarse voice: "Jiaojiao relax, wake up, open your eyes and look at me."

Mo Jiao panted anxiously for a few breaths, and suddenly lost his strength and collapsed into the man's arms. He struggled to move, raised his head and looked at the man, but his round eyes were clear, except for the redness of the eye sockets, there was no tears. No.

The child blinked, tried his best to lean over and rub against the man's cheek, and said softly, "Jiao Jiao is fine. Jiao Jiao doesn't even cry."

"Well, Jiaojiao is very strong." Dugu Jiu slightly lowered his head to touch Mo Jiaojiao's forehead, and asked in a deep voice, "Did Jiaojiao escape later?"

"No." Mo Jiaojiao shook his head sadly, "There are trees all over the place, and they don't like Jiao Jiao. They would call a tree demon to watch Jiao Jiao every day. After a long time, Jiao Jiao felt that he couldn't see anything. I couldn't hear it, I didn't feel it. They put me down and threw me into the snow mountain."

"Aside from the forest, there are snow mountains there too?" Dugu Jiu asked in a low voice.

"Yeah." Mo Jiaojiao blinked blankly, and said again: "Outside the woods, there is snow, a lot. Jiaojiao was thrown into the snow, and the snow buried me. It's really cold."

"Then, Jiao Jiao's legs were hung for a long time, and he couldn't move anymore. I worked hard for a long time, and after dawn and darkness several times, Jiao Jiao got up, but... I couldn't walk anymore, Jiao Jiao just I feel very scared, and I don't know why, but the legs feel soft, and the bone in the middle is gone, and it becomes two pieces."

Dugu Jiu stretched out his hand to take off the boots on the child's feet, held the calf with his generous palm, rubbed it slowly, and asked, "Is this it?"

"Yeah." Mo Jiaojiao suddenly sobbed, and then tightly pursed his mouth, his black eyes stopped blinking, and he suppressed the surging tears, he sobbed again, with an uncontrollable Crying: "Jiao Jiao doesn't hurt, and I'm not afraid. Jiujiu shouldn't be sad either. Jiao Jiao is just dreaming."

"En. It's just a dream." Dugu Jiu nodded slightly, his Adam's apple moved, he raised his hand to hold the child tightly in his arms, tightened his arms, and slowly closed his eyes where the child could not see, dumb Said: "It's just a dream."

It's just that no matter how much you comfort the trembling child, it's hard to erase the most terrifying fact.

To ordinary people, it is just a nightmare, but when facing Shentuzi, it will become more real than reality.

Because the tree demons who tormented the children really existed, and so did the secret realms. The pain Mo Jiaojiao suffered was due to his resistance to the dreams, which was inflicted thousands of times on the soul.

"Later, Jiao Jiao fell asleep after crawling in the snow for a long time." Mo Jiaojiao murmured, with obvious happiness in his thin voice, "Jiao Jiao woke up after falling asleep. The owner asked Jiao Jiao why To stay in bed."

"How did Jiaojiao answer?" Dugu Jiu let go of his hand, lowered his head and looked at the child.

"Jiaojiao wanted to talk, but he couldn't. The owner of the valley was frightened. He hugged Jiaojiao and put on his clothes. He wanted to take me to the doctor, but Jiaojiao couldn't walk anymore." Mo Jiaojiao tilted his head, somewhat Puzzled: "I don't know why. Later, the owner of the valley had no choice but to make Jiaojiao turn into peppers and jump around, so that I wouldn't feel the pain."

So when I was young, I was stupid and couldn't speak, and couldn't walk with clumsy legs. Is it because of this?

Dugu Jiu raised his hand and slowly caressed the child's reddish eyes, leaned over and pressed his tight thin lips against the child's soft brows.

Feeling the warmth on his forehead, Mo Jiaojiao stupidly opened his eyes, and suddenly, a crystal teardrop rolled down the corner of his eye, pattering on the back of the man's tightly clenched hand.