Non-Human Sub-district Office

Chapter 12: He smiled, and the grass and trees in the entire valley cheered

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Lin Mu carefully flipped through the album in his hand again, stunned for a long time, and let out a long breath.

He said why his mother always showed that sweet and somewhat sad look when she flipped through the albums, which was obviously an ordinary single photo.

Lin Mu was stunned for a while, and his eyes fell back to the photo.

This is his dad...

good looking.

Lin Mu touched his face and looked at the spread out photo album. There was a very rare photo in the city.

The man in the robe looked out of place in the steel and concrete city, but he was not in the slightest restraint, just quietly staring at the women beside him.

At that time, cameras were not as convenient as today’s mobile phones, and the pixels and texture of photos were not as good as they are now. Even if they were well preserved, there were still some traces of time flowing.

In any case, seeing that his biological parents are indeed in love, this alone is enough to make Lin Mu happy.

He carefully flipped through the folder until it was dark, and he didn't see any special content in the folder.

Lin Mu guessed that her mother did not want to be discovered by others.

He carefully closed the folder and album, and had no plans to take out the photos inside.

There must be a reason why my mother never mentioned anything related to my father to anyone for so many years, nor did she show anyone her photo album.

Lin Mu is not going to destroy his mother's insistence without authorization.

Being able to keep secrets for nearly 20 years, the stakes in this must be something he couldn't imagine now, who knew nothing about it.

Lin Mu put the folder and photo album back in the bookcase, and took down the box he had always thought was an ordinary ornament.

The red lacquered wooden box contained a black fruit the size of half a fist with leaves on it. Lin Mu looked at the leaves for a while and found that the leaves looked a bit like poplar leaves.

The fruit has never been seen before, and there is no smell at all after opening the box.

Lin Mu carefully wrote down the appearance of the fruit, and was going to go to the reference room on the second floor when he went to work tomorrow to ask what it was.

Lin Mu re-buttoned the box, carefully put it back in the bookcase, touched his empty stomach, and prepared to go downstairs to get something to eat.

"Lin Mu Lin Mu!" The little ginseng came out of the kitchen and saw Lin Mu went downstairs, carrying a bowl of porridge and two large chicken legs, and put them on the table with their feet on the table, "Toffee has left the chicken legs for you!"

Lin Mu was stunned for a moment, turned to look at the dog lying on the side, and glanced at the two big chicken legs.

Two large drumsticks are equivalent to half the meat of a whole chicken.

"I can't eat so much." Lin Mu's food intake is really small.

He dismantled the chicken thigh until only the root was left, and left a piece for himself. After asking about the little ginseng, he gave the rest to the dog.

The little ginseng took a box of pure milk, glanced at the toffee, and asked, "Lin Mu, are you in a bad mood today?"

"Huh?" Lin Mu turned to look at the little doll and smiled, "It's good."

The little ginseng turned and glanced at the toffee again: "But it didn't seem to be good when I first came back."

Little Ginseng really didn't notice that Lin Mu was unhappy.

Because Lin Mu was always very gentle when facing him, it was really hard to detect whether he was in a bad mood.

Anyway, the ginseng doll didn't notice it at all.

But Yan Xuanjing discovered it almost after a face-to-face meeting.

Depressed, in a trance, it is clear that there is something on your mind.

The nine-tailed fox is so shrewd, if a cunning fox doesn't even have the emotional intelligence to look at other people's faces, then there is basically no need to mess around.

Originally, he was still minding the fact that he was kicked out of bed by Lin Mu in the middle of the night. Seeing the dazed appearance of the little banyao, Yan Xuanjing didn't bother to care about it.

He is not like Lin Mu, who really treats the ginseng doll as a child.

Whose children are hundreds of years old, even the monsters are already adults, so the ginseng doll takes advantage of the race and still looks like a baby.

Little Ginseng whispered, "Are you in a good mood now?"

"Very good." Lin Mu pinched the face of a small ginseng, "I may contact a construction team in a few days—that is, a group of humans come to build a glass greenhouse. When I am not at home, you have to hide."

"Huh?" The little ginseng was stunned for a while, and pulled at his belly pocket a little nervously, "But... if humans enter and leave at will, it will destroy the spiritual energy of the land. The elixir we just planted..."

Lin Mu didn't think about this, and he was stunned, his brows furrowed slightly.

"Then... Can you find monsters?" Little Ginseng carefully looked at Lin Mu's expression, "I have a few monsters I know who also build houses."

Lin Mu took the chicken leg in his mouth and paused for a moment.

"They should all be able to pass the morning and evening! Not a bad monster!" Little Ginseng's voice increased slightly.

"Well..." Lin Mu was also quite confident in Chaomu. He put down the drumstick and said, "I don't mind, but how should I pay?"

"Just... just take them in for a short period of time." Little Ginseng said while paying careful attention to Lin Mu's expression, "Recently, the mountains have been chaotic, and even the gods of the earth are no longer able to control things, and everyone dare not be too much with humans. touch… "

"How many?" Lin Mu asked.

The ginseng doll's eyes lit up: "Three! We don't take up any space! Just get into the soil yourself!"

"Okay." Lin Mu agreed.

"Then I'll go out to find them tonight, okay?" Little Ginseng asked in a milky voice.

Lin Mu didn't care about the time, just asked: "Can you guarantee your own safety?"

The little ginseng looked at the dog next to him who had chewed the chicken bones, and said tentatively, "Can toffee protect me...?"

Yan Xuanjing lifted his eyelids and continued to lower his head to eat chicken indifferently.

The little ginseng smiled suddenly: "Toffee can protect me! We will be back in three or four days at most!"

Lin Mu was standing on the second floor, looking at the ginseng doll who was standing at the gate of the yard with his dog and waving at him, and heard him shout: "Lin Mu remember to get up early tomorrow! Don't be late for work!"

Lin Mu responded, watched Yishen Yigou go away, closed the curtains, sat on the bed, and picked up the photo frame that he had placed on the bedside table.

In the frame is a photo of him and his mother.

There was no other figure.

Lin Mu looked at the photo carefully for a long time, but couldn't see the figure he wanted to see in the photo.

Likewise, there is no picture of his father in any photo of him and his mother.

When he was born, his father seemed to be no longer with his mother.

Maybe even earlier—otherwise he wouldn't let his mother be bullied like that by his grandfather.

Lin Mu put down the photo frame in his hand, put away his curiosity caused by the photo, and got up to take a shower.

Mom loves him very much.

If Dad was by their side, he would love him too.

This is good.

Lin Mu was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling, he couldn't help but hid under the quilt and laughed.

Lin Mu had a dream at night.

He dreamed that there was a carpet of flowers and grass in the valley, and a big blue tree took root here. The regiment extends horizontally in five directions, lush and shading the sky and the sun.

The crisp leaves were gently rubbed by the wind and made a gentle rustling sound, revealing a few yellow flowers among them, and several light clusters fell from the flowers and were carried away by the wind to the outside of the valley.

Outside the valley, wolves and sheep coexist in harmony, tigers and rabbits rely on each other in harmony, squinting peacefully and dozing off.

There are also many living beings kneeling devoutly towards the valley, listening to the rustling sound that was carried out of the valley by the wind, and being touched by the light group, showing a comfortable and contented look.

The whole valley was shrouded in such a gentle atmosphere, and until the wind stopped, these creatures outside the valley gradually dispersed, and the fighting and reincarnation began again.

Lin Mu stood in the carpet made of overly lush flowers and plants, looked back at the big blue tree, raised his head slightly, and met the man sitting on the branch.

The man was dressed in a dark green robe, and the leaves embroidered with gold thread gleamed in the warm sunlight.

He smiled, and the grass and trees in the entire valley cheered.

Lin Mu suddenly opened his eyes, listened to the sound of knocking on the window, and looked at the culprit who woke him up with a dull expression.

A magpie was parked outside the window with a bunch of blooming begonia flowers in its mouth. Seeing Lin Mu looking at it, he carefully placed the flower branch on the window sill, with a mouth that said, "Lin Ginseng wakes up Lin Mu! Lin Ginseng wakes up! Wake up Lin Mu!"

After speaking, he turned his head and flew away.

Lin Mu's eyes widened slightly in shock: "..."

no.

What are you doing! !

what's up! !

Is there such a powerful wake-up service

Lin Mu sat on the bed in shock for a while, then shook his head.

His head was filled with the man who smiled even the sun was shining brightly.

He recognized it.

That's his father - the man who rarely smiles in the photos, only a few photos can see him looking at his mother intently, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, revealing two very shallow pears eddy.

Lin Mu was sluggish for a long time, until the set alarm clock rang, and then he took a long breath, opened the window, and brought in the begonia on the window sill.

Now is not the flowering period of Begonia.

But it doesn't matter.

You can't use human common sense to make things about monsters.

Lin Mu inserted the flower branch into the small narrow-necked vase, packed up, ate breakfast hastily, and hurried to work.

Lin Mu was thinking about the fruit in the bookcase. He arrived very early, and the other two in the office didn't come.

He locked the door and went up to the second floor, onto the platform.

"I'm looking for a... black fruit with leaves that look like poplars." Lin Mu paused, thinking of his dream last night, and hesitantly added, "It's a big tree with yellow flowers."

As soon as he finished speaking, the platform under his feet shook slightly, and the bookshelves on the left opened one after another, carrying him to a bookshelf.

A book floated out from inside, flipped a few pages, and stopped in front of him.

Dixiu wood, worry-free tree.

The leaves are like poplars, with five branches, yellow and black, and those who wear them are not angry.

The author has something to say: woc I'm in love with my dad [ntm