little spicy jiao

Chapter 79 Repair

The matter of Gu Chaoyun's disappearance of his soul is like a drop in the ocean in the realm of comprehension, and it has not attracted much attention. Only Mo Jiaojiao and Shen Siyuan feel sorry for it, and it is inevitable to feel sad.

Fortunately, the boy's obsession dissipated in the end, and Hong Yu's ancestor also witnessed the scene of the boy going to the underworld safely through the Baixiao mirror of Fairy Hongyan. After reincarnation, Gu Chaoyun can forget all his past and start to embark on the fairy road again.

Since Mo Jiaojiao finished the sword-making course that day, he followed Yun Qianye to practice the way of refining weapons one after another, and followed the ancestor Hongshan to understand the basic knowledge of the cultivation world.

The child goes to Xixin Valley every morning to study, and in the afternoon, he follows Dugu Jiu to the bank of Ranyue Lake to take root and practice. His academic achievements have improved rapidly, and even the swordsmanship that cannot be practiced has barely reached the passing line.

Except for the occasional fever and fainting due to the symbiotic relationship with Yun Gao, and the extreme fatigue caused by the heavy schoolwork and practice, Mo Jiaojiao is almost the best disciple in the history of Tianyan Sword Sect.

In this way, another three months passed, and the end of the year was approaching. Tianyan Sword Sect was busy with the annual assessment and trial first, and then began to go down the mountain in groups to buy new year's goods, preparing to celebrate the new year like ordinary people as usual.

Mo Jiaojiao used to celebrate the New Year with the old valley owner when he lived in Yinshen Valley, but the customs of the monster clan are different from ordinary people.

Every year when the end of the year is approaching, the monsters in Hidden God Valley don’t want to buy New Year’s goods to reunite, but take advantage of the New Year’s Eve when the aura of heaven and earth is the most intense, and gather together to practice together by the sunset lake in the valley.

And the silly Shentuzi also turned into a cherry pepper, sitting awkwardly on the edge of a man-eating flower that is as tall as three people, firmly rooted to stabilize his figure, just watching without crying Leading his elders to cross the catastrophe one after another.

Until the sky was full of stars, the catastrophe had arrived, and lightning flashed and thundered everywhere in Yinshen Valley, and the twisted and ferocious thunder struck down one after another on the body of the big monster that had turned into its original form. Only a small cherry pepper pitifully nestled under the thunder On the edge of the deep pit that was smashed out, they kept cheering for the elders with tender voices.

Although it is more difficult for the monster clan to cross the catastrophe than the monks, the Yinshengu clan has never given up the hope of ascension. For them, New Year's Eve is a cruel trial to change their fate against the sky.

It's just that the big demons are all bright and optimistic, even if they are bloodied by the thunder calamity, they can still tease the young Mo Jiaojiao as if nothing happened, so that they won't frighten the ignorant little pepper.

Such a New Year's Eve with sparks and lightning all the way has added a lot of color to Mo Jiaojiao's innocent childhood memories, so that time flies, and the forgetful child still remembers clearly today when the old friend is no longer there.

Therefore, a few days before New Year's Eve this year, Mo Jiaojiao began to secretly observe everyone he saw.

On the first day, Shen Siyuan, the head of the Shenyi Sect, was sick because of the approaching New Year's Eve, so he was unable to preside over the Trial Meeting in the Sect, so he simply brought his apprentices to visit the door early to pay New Year's greetings, and brought Mo Jiaojiao a lot of novelties from outside the East China Sea. Ingenious toy.

The child obediently hugged a bunch of screaming and jumping new toys, and gave Shen Siyuan a large box of elixir that he made himself, but Bie Hejian saw this scene, and the nagging sword went straight to him. Yelling how can a child give an adult a gift? Yu Li is not suitable, but he was knocked thousands of miles away by the Tun Chu sword before he finished speaking.

On the second day, Fairy Hongyan took time out of her busy schedule to make a lot of new clothes and shoes for Mo Jiaojiao, and delivered them over in person.

Looking at the small robes with hats, the child was so happy that his teeth could not see his eyes, and his mouth was rarely sweet. After thanking him, he gave Hongyan the beauty pill he had improved with the help of Tianhuo, coaxing the fairy to cover her lips straight smile.

On the third day, Lian Yunshan, the chief disciple of the Tianyan Sword Sect, and his junior sister Liu Guang brought all the necessities for the New Year, and came to help decorate the Tianyahai Pavilion.

Mo Jiaojiao followed behind the two curiously, looking up at them posting couplets everywhere, in front of the little tail.

On the fourth day, Patriarch Hongshan brought the New Year's meal list he had drawn up to show Chongrong Jianzun.

The child tiptoed to feed the old man a piece of rice cake, looking at the dishes on the list with longing.

On the fifth day, Dugu Jiu went down the mountain with the child in his arms, and spent a day shopping in the market, which was fruitful. Of course, Mo Jiaojiao was fed up with countless snacks and snacks that he had never seen before, so he had to go down to the ground honestly. Walk for digestion.

From the beginning to the end, the child's observation has been carried out secretly, at least he himself firmly believes so.However, the pepper grower watched quietly for a few days, and still noticed something was wrong.

On New Year's Eve, Dugu Jiu brought the child back from practicing, and led others to put up New Year pictures in person.

Mo Jiaojiao ran in and out like a small tail, Bie Hejian was dazzled by watching, and took Tun Chu out to have fun, and the room became quiet in an instant.

The child stood behind and watched eagerly for a while, and saw that the man was sticking to the New Year picture all the time without turning his head, so he leaned over to stick it to the side, and asked softly, "Don't Jiujiu go to cross the catastrophe?"

"Crossing robbery?" Dugu Jiu repeated in a low voice, looked down at the child who had just reached his waist, and asked calmly, "Why does Jiaojiao ask such a question?"

"New Year's Eve." Mo Jiaojiao pointed to the door of the couplet, and said seriously: "Liu Guang said that today is New Year's Eve, the last day of the year. In the past, the owner of the valley and the elders would go to cross the tribulation. Why did Jiujiu and Xiaoyang They don't go?"

The slender man pondered for a moment when he heard the sound, then he understood. He raised his hand and took down a New Year picture in the shape of a praying boy, handed it to the child in front of him, and said:

"The customs of the monster clan are different from those of ordinary people. The Tianyan Sword Sect has always celebrated festivals with the ordinary world. Can Jiaojiao know what the people in the sect have done in the past half month? It is to prepare for the New Year, buying new year's goods, renovating the attic, posting Couplet New Year pictures are all customs."

"Isn't that going to pass the catastrophe?" Mo Jiaojiao was very puzzled.

"En." Dugu Jiu nodded slightly, his voice was cold and deep, "Only the monster race can sense all the spiritual fluctuations in the world on New Year's Eve. Jiaojiao is doing as the Romans do now, do you understand?"

"Understood." Mo Jiaojiao blushed a little shyly, he subconsciously reached out and grabbed the man's sleeve, leaned closer and whispered: "Jiaojiao has been peeping at them for several days, will the lamb feel that I stupid?"

"Of course not." Dugu answered without changing his face, unfolded the New Year pictures, and said, "Didn't you say you like New Year pictures earlier? Jiaojiao posted them yourself?"

Mo Jiaojiao opened his eyes wide and looked at the chubby New Year picture doll, then looked down at his own robe, and frowned slightly. Seeing that he was very childish, he shook his head unhappily, and said: "This New Year picture is not good. nice!"

"It doesn't matter." Seeing that he was unwilling to move, Dugu Jiu turned around and pasted the New Year picture without forcing it.

Unexpectedly, the child immediately rushed over and grabbed the man's waist, jumped on tiptoe, and shouted, "Jiao Jiao doesn't like this doll, if you don't stick to him, Jiujiu don't like him either!"

Dugu Jiu glanced at the smiling New Year picture doll, then glanced up and down at the child twice, and said clearly: "What do you want to paste on Jiaojiao?"

As soon as the words fell, the child's eyes lit up. He quickly let go of the hand holding the man's belt, turned around and ran into the inner room. Out……"

The small fiery red figure disappeared behind the screen. The man retracted the deep black color that was revealed for a moment in his eyes. He retracted his gaze and glanced at the New Year picture on the table. The painted New Year pictures disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

His quiet gaze stayed on the blank wall, and the man whispered, "Put it away."

Hearing the order, the paper boy rolled up the painting and left quickly.

Bie Hejian was going out to let the wind come back, when he saw that the New Year pictures on the windows and walls were gone, he couldn't help but wondered: "Didn't it be more than half posted just now?"

Just as he was wondering, there was a sound of thin footsteps behind him, but it was Mo Jiaojiao who ran out holding a stack of thick papers.

The child put the soft paper in his arms on the table, thought for a while and stood back two steps, imitating the posture of the New Year painting, with his hands on his hips, his small head tilted, his big eyes crooked with a smile, Cheerfully said: "Jiujiu looks at Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao is prettier than dolls in New Year pictures! Stick Jiaojiao!"

Dugu Jiuyiyan looked over and was stunned for a moment by the child's mischievous behavior, then turned his eyes to look at the table case unintentionally, and saw the drawing on the paper brought by the child...

Without exception, they are all the portraits he painted in order to make Jiaojiao happy. Because most of them are done at will, there are a large number of them. The moods of the children in the paintings are also different. The only thing in common is that the brushstrokes are all exquisite. Vivid and vivid.

His slender fingers flipped through the scroll, and the man looked at the child and asked, "Why are there six missing?"

"Those... can't be taken out." Mo Jiaojiao blinked hesitantly, "Jiujiu has painted a lot of Jiaojiao, but six of them are the best, and Jiaojiao doesn't show them to others."

"En." Dugu Jiu recalled the hidden painting, and his care was indeed more serious than the one in front of him, so he didn't refute it, he just looked at the painting carefully, and said calmly after a while:

"Jiaojiao knows that posting New Year pictures for the New Year means auspiciousness and good luck. But now, although Jiaojiao in the painting is wearing a red dress, it has a different mood from New Year pictures. It was you who clamored to post New Year pictures yesterday, and you are the one who posted your own pictures today. You, don't be afraid that Hongyu and the others will see you and make fun of Jiaojiao."

Of course, the great power of Tianyan Sword Sect didn't really make fun of the child, but rather pitied him for his innocence.It's just that children are always very thin-skinned, if they cry in embarrassment at that time, I'm afraid they won't be able to coax them well.

Hearing this, Mo Jiaojiao stopped his movements, stood on tiptoes and looked at himself in the painting, frowning.

He obviously understood, and was pinching his fingers in embarrassment, but after waiting for a while, the child still shook his head, stretched out his hand and stuffed it into the man's generous palm, and said aggrievedly: "But Jiao Jiao doesn't like other dolls pasted here. .Ninety-nine can't be posted either."

"You're only going to mess around." The reprimanded in a low voice didn't mean much to blame, Dugu Jiu took advantage of the situation and held her soft and warm little hand, wrapped it in his palm, and said in a deep voice: "Then if Shen Siyuan asks you at that time, don't cry .”

"Okay. Pepper is a puppy with a crying nose." Mo Jiaojiao cheered softly, looking at the man expectantly.

Dugu Jiu took the portrait, applied glue on the four corners of the painting, turned around and pasted it one by one according to the position requested by the child.

Bie Hejian had already stood there blankly, staring dumbfounded at the beautiful and lovable Jiaojiao brand new year picture doll on the wall, heartbroken, wishing he could immediately grow two hands to cover his face and cry: How could Chongrong Jianzun become more and more lost? Bottom line?If this continues, the ancestor must not climb on the head of Jian Zun?Petting children is not so pampering.

Mo Jiaojiao didn't know what Bie Hejian was thinking. He looked at the busy man and followed behind him step by step. He only felt that this kind of Dugu Jiu was completely different from the lonely and cold sword master in the usual days. Master Shengu turned into an old urchin as soon as he brought up a child, and he was uniquely tolerant and gentle towards Mo Jiaojiao.

Thinking of this, the child's round eyes are full of pure and clean happiness and joy.

After all the New Year pictures were pasted up, Dugu Jiu looked at the "Mo Jiaojiao" in the room, his expression remained unchanged, he picked up the child, ignored his coquettish protest, and took the child to take a bath and change into new clothes.

The child has grown up a little now, but is more mischievous than before. Whenever he takes a bath, he either refuses to sit obediently in the bathtub and insists on sticking out his feet, or foolishly pours water on the top of his head with a small wooden ladle. He yelled pitifully that water ran into his eyes, and his big eyes were red from rubbing.

This bathing lasted for nearly half an hour. After being changed, Mo Jiaojiao stood up on the couch with her back straight.

The man was standing right in front of him, pressing the cool fingertips on the back of the child's neck, releasing the energy from the fingertips, checking down inch by inch, until he retracted his hand at the waist, and said in a deep voice: "Grow taller, the middle stage of the demon core , if you can successfully forge the bone, you can break through to the late stage of the fugue in one fell swoop."

"That is to say, when Jiaojiao grows to be as tall as ninety-nine, will he forge bones?" Mo Jiaojiao jumped up, with his arms hanging around the man's neck, and asked expectantly.

"Well, it's about the same size as Liu Guang." Dugu Jiu looked serious, ruthlessly breaking the child's unrealistic fantasy.

"But..." Mo Jiaojiao let go of her hands and stood up in a daze, put her palms on top of her head, and glanced at the tall Dugu Jiu suspiciously, finally came to her senses, flattened her mouth, and asked for proof: "Liuguang can only Jiujiu's chest is so high, Jiaojiao will not be the same as Liuguang. Guzhu and elders are also very tall."

"I never lie." When it comes to physical development, Dugu Jiu has always said one thing.He silently glanced at the child with his head drooping, then simply bent down to pick him up and went out to pay New Year's greetings.

After all, Chongrong Jianzun, who doesn't care much about appearance and physique, will not understand the child's love for beauty, let alone how much a child yearns for a tall and straight adult figure. In the heart of a childish and innocent child, The black figure of the man, tall and straight like a pine, has always been the only existence that Mo Jiaojiao worships.

However, even if he is really aware of it, the cold and hard-headed man will only go back to the useless fantasies he thought in the first place, for the healthy growth of peppers.