little spicy jiao

Chapter 51

This room, Mo Jiaojiao cried unbearably, and fell into a coma after being cast by Dugu Jiu. Bie Hejian, who heard the news on the other side, guessed that something was wrong, and hurriedly chased Ling Xuefeng, but was stopped by Fairy Hongyan. Unable to enter through the door, Chongrong Jianzun, who had waited for a long time and did not come down the mountain, received a message from Fairy Hongyan instead, and hurriedly turned his head back to Tianyahai Pavilion.

When Bie Hejian rushed to the Sunset Pavilion, he happened to see two paper boys pushing the door and entering the house, so he stuck behind and slipped in.

One of the two paper boys was carrying a basket containing clothes, and the other was carrying a wooden basin filled with hot water, and there were two plain sweat towels in it.Bie Hejian chased over and took a look, but felt something was wrong, he didn't dare to rush into the inner room, and just moved in with the paper boy.

In the past, the house was filled with the clear and clear fragrance of fir, but today it was replaced by the soothing jade fragrance, which smells very intoxicating.

The room was quiet and silent, the paper boy opened the layers of jasper bead curtains, walked around the screen, and finally arrived at the bed where Mo Jiaojiao usually rests.They got the order, bowed silently, stepped aside and put down the things.Bie He sneaked out the hilt of his sword and looked towards the bed.

I saw a slender black-clothed Jian Xiu sitting facing outwards on a wide tasseled cold jade bed, holding a child in fiery red fox fur in his arms, and slowly patted the child's cheeks with jade-like white palms. Back, the movement is gentle, the downcast eyebrows and eyes are very indifferent.

The toddler was tightly wrapped in fox fur, and lay face down in the man's arms, with his small head resting on his solid chest, breathing very lightly, the black and red boots on his feet had long been taken off, and he was only wearing socks, with one foot Stuffed in brocade quilt.

After the paper boy sorted out the clothes in the basket and put them on the couch one by one, the man gently lifted the child a little higher, stretched out his hand to untie the tie of the fox fur, handed it to the paper boy, and reached out from behind the child. Feeling in the collar, he felt that the back under his palm was a little sweaty, so he pulled it out, took off the child's socks, exposing the fleshy feet, stuffed them into the brocade quilt, and untied the little red robe and the inside of it. The bellyband of the same color, made in the same way, was handed to the paper boy, who took out a thin quilt to wrap him up.

The paper boy put away the changed clothes, twisted the wet sweat towel and presented it.The man held a sweat towel and leaned into the brocade quilt to wipe the baby's sweaty body.He didn't move very fast, as if he was worried about waking people up with too much force.After changing the sweat towel several times in a row, he finished wiping his body, dragged out his white and tender feet, and wiped it twice.

Bie Hejian held his breath and peeked, not daring to make a sound.Seeing that the man put a loose and soft red robe on the little doll, stuffed it into the quilt properly, and hid it behind the paper boy.

After the paper boy finished his work, he stepped back and stood quietly, as dull as ever.

As soon as the child on the bed was put into the quilt, he struggled and whimpered softly, even though he was trapped in a dark sleep, he still couldn't sleep peacefully, his little hands were waving weakly and carelessly, and his little brows were frowning tightly.

Dugu Jiu leaned over to hold the child's clenched fist, and rubbed it slowly and comfortingly. When the hand relaxed and curled softly into the wide palm, she carefully stuffed it into the bed.Seeing that the child was whimpering and about to make a fuss again, the man raised his hand to cover Mo Jiaojiao's forehead, stroking the soft curly black hair soothingly.

It's just that the movements that can make the child sleep peacefully on weekdays don't work now.Mo Jiaojiao left the familiar embrace, sobbing in a daze and was about to wake up, even though his eyes were tightly closed, tears still seeped from the corners of his eyes.

Dugu stared intently at the wet eyelashes of the child, raised his hand to wipe the child's tears, leaned over and was hugged, just like at the beginning, patted the child continuously to lull him to sleep.

All this fell into the eyes of Bie Hejian, Lingjian looked at his master's movements that were obviously more gentle and meticulous than before, and then glanced at the man's indifferent expression, trembling involuntarily, as if foreseeing his own misery s future.

After all, it was not that Mo Jiaojiao had never cried before, but every time there was thunder and rain, and a few tears would be enough. Today, he fell asleep and was still crying. Don't dare to imagine that the child didn't cry. The horror of falling asleep.

It pondered for a while, but still didn't dare to go out, guessing that Dugu Jiu would not be able to leave the child again today, so while the paper boy was leaving, it quietly stuck to the paper boy's body, pretending that it was just a unique sword-shaped pattern, and successfully smuggled into the outside.

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The story of the child howling and crying quickly reached the ears of Patriarch Hongyu.The old man, who was busy coaxing the Dream Beast out for a walk, covered his face and sighed after hearing Fairy Hongyan's message, and called out "sin".

Lian Yunshan was investigating Liu Guang's recitation of the history books of the cultivation world, he couldn't help but paused when he heard this, put away the book, and asked: "Didn't you tell Jiao Jiao about the retreat of Master Uncle?"

"Tell me." Hongyu Patriarch stood up angrily, paced back and forth irritably, and said angrily: "I just told him that I cried like that. This little baby is different from an adult, so what if the crying goes wrong?" How can you be angry? Uncle Shi doesn't know how to change the words, how can anyone be as outspoken as he is?"

Patriarch Hongyu was so angry that his beard was shaking, he went to the table and picked up the teacup, but he didn't want to taste it, put it back on the table with a click, and said:

"I told the two of them not to rush to discuss the little baby's stay. What does he know in his current mind? Do you really think that if you send it to Hongyan, the little baby will believe that you have a mother? I really want a father. It’s better to learn from the owner of Yinshen Valley and tell him that he grew out of the ground!”

Lian Yunshan turned his head and smiled at the worried Liu Guang, then turned to Patriarch Hongyu, and said, "Master Uncle is really trying to find a mother for Jiao Jiao? According to my disciples, this should be just a superficial rhetoric. "

"... That's right. Jiao Jiao called Daddy in her dream, but she just gave the uncle an excuse."

Patriarch Hongyu sighed, sat back at the table, took a sip from his teacup, calmed down his anger, and said:

"A few days ago, your uncle Chongrong was injured, didn't that little baby give out the cherry pepper? That thing is indeed a treasure, and it can suppress and fuse the cold poison in your uncle Chongrong's body, but so Precious things, how can you just give them as you please? The monster race and the cultivation world have always had a clear balance between cause and effect, even if the master uncle saved Shen Tuzi, he should not be involved in cause and effect!"

"But Master Uncle saved Jiao Jiao." Lian Yunshan rubbed his chin and said, "This can be regarded as the cause. Jiao Jiao gave the cherry pepper, which is the fruit. Why not?"

"If it's really so worry-free, how could your uncle Chongrong think about sending the child away? It's too late for him to love the doll."

Patriarch Hongyu snorted, pulled his beard and said:

"The karma on Shentuzi's body is already too heavy. Those old monsters from Yinshen Valley stretched their legs and went to the Underworld, leaving a little baby to bear bloody revenge, and had to desperately save the entire monster clan. He himself I can't figure out the cause and effect on my body, and I have to carry it with the help of my uncle, let alone save my uncle?"

"So that's how it is." Lian Yunshan put away the smile on his face, and said cautiously: "That is to say, Jiao Jiao couldn't bear the karma of the master uncle, so the master uncle wanted to send him away... This is helpless. lift."

Liu Guang was startled when he heard it, and couldn't help interjecting: "Well, if the master uncle helped Jiao Jiao bear the hatred and responsibility, and then Jiao Jiao carried the death calamity for the master uncle, wouldn't it just be healed? Anyway, Jiao Jiao A burnt cherry pepper won't hurt himself."

"It's theoretically possible." Hongyu Patriarch said helplessly: "But you have forgotten that your Uncle Chongrong practiced the way of killing swordsmanship. In addition to death, he also had heavenly calamity. They are indeed equal, but those who go against the sky and change their fate will hardly have a good end..."

Lian Yunshan and Liu Guang looked at each other in confusion when they heard the words.

Seeing that the two juniors were puzzled, Patriarch Hongyu hesitated for a while before saying:

"Shentuzi's life is in a lot of trouble, but it's not yet the end of the day. As long as your master uncle is with Tianyan Sword Sect, you will protect him for a day. On the other hand, Tianyan Sword Sect may have Master Chong Rong For protection, there are masters and ancestors who have already ascended to help, but what about your respected masters and uncles?"

The old man's old face was full of dignity, and he sighed:

"He has nothing but the way of the sword. All cultivators follow the way of heaven, but he changed his fate against the sky. The Tianyan Sword Sect cannot protect him. In this world, no monk who relies on the way of heaven to ascend can help him. Jiao Jiao carried Lei Jie is the only one who can help him, and the only one who can help him, but how can he afford it."

As early as when Dugujiu broke into the Valley of the Hidden Gods alone in order to understand the child's heart knot, the patriarch Hongyu completely stopped thinking about asking Mo Jiaojiao to save him.

He even refused the child's cherry pepper in every possible way, insisting on resisting the punishment of heaven alone, how could he allow the child to accompany him on the road to ruin.From this point of view, sending Mo Jiaojiao away earlier is the real protection for the child.

Except for Dugujiu himself and a few old men in the sect who have lived for an unknown amount of time, no one knows the truth about all this, and even Fairy Hongyan is kept in the dark.

"Why can't you bear it?" Liu Guang's eyes were red, and he argued softly: "Jiao Jiao cares about my uncle, and my uncle loves him. Even if I really face danger for my uncle, I believe that Jiao Jiao will never He will shrink back. He is so young now, he can only remember the things that the owner of the Yinshen Valley did, so he will not forget the contributions of his master and uncle."

"Liu Guang, it's not that I don't believe in Jiao Jiao. If the little doll knows, she will definitely save the uncle. There is no doubt about it." Ancestor Hongyu patted the girl on the shoulder comfortingly, and ordered her to sit back and continue to recite the book. But your master, and several senior uncles, can't persuade your senior uncle, and the matter of swordsmanship is not something that others can influence."

Dugu Jiu's killing swordsmanship allowed him to change his fate against the sky and shocked the world, but it also determined his sword heart from the very beginning.

Don't be moved by foreign objects, advance bravely in the torrent, win the king and lose the bandit, and die well.