I really didn't see it at ordinary times, but Lin Ginseng's soft breasts chirped, and his heart was actually quite dark.
Yan Xuanjing glanced coldly at the ginseng doll that was following Lin Mu's buttocks. After the eyes of the two sides met, the little ginseng quickly closed his mouth and shrank behind Lin Mu without probing.
Lin Mu held a large pile of elixir with difficulty, picked up the little wooden man who ran up to his feet, struggled for a while, and tried to put it on his shoulder.
Lin Mu's shoulders are not of the flat and wide type, and they look extremely thin at first glance.
However, the little wooden figurine itself is not big. After being placed on the shoulders by Lin Mu, he even sat firmly against his son's neck.
He raised his hand and poked Lin Mu's face, angrily, slapped Lin Mu's cheek a few times.
He was not very strong, and compared to the strength he just threw out the elixir and smashed Yan Gui's butt, it was a world of difference.
Lin Mu pursed his lips and smiled, tilted his head and rubbed Dixiu lightly, holding the elixir in both hands, and said, "Don't listen to the nonsense of the little ginseng, are all these elixir for the Emperor's house?"
Dixiu nodded.
He is very safe to stay here, and the essence of the sun and moon can be absorbed slowly, not to mention the fact that he will not know how many elixir in the future, so he is not in a hurry at all.
Emperor Wu is not good, the situation of Emperor Wu is quite special, the whole body is full of blood evil spirit that will be repelled by the pure essence of the sun and the moon, and there is no way to start from this aspect, so I have to give him all the elixir first. .
Lin Mu walked out of the yard holding the elixir, and handed the elixir to the Emperor Wu.
Diwu raised his hand and pinched Lin Mu's head, suddenly thought of something, and asked Dixiu, "Where did you land your feet when you first arrived in the Central Plains?"
Dixiu was stunned for a moment, hugged and hid behind Lin Mu's ears in a guilty conscience, not to look at the emperor's house.
Yan Gui raised his head and glanced at them, and said, "How could he know."
Emperor Wu did not understand the meaning of these words: "Ah?"
"What do you expect a monster who has been in the valley for so many years to remember after being caught for more than ten years?" Yan Gui rolled his eyes, "Di Xiu wrote us the most letters a few years ago when he came to the Central Plains. He just got lost again and didn't know how to get out at all. The little monster in that place was reluctant to let him go, so he gave him directions blindly. Later, he said that he met a kind-hearted human and took him out..."
When Yan Gui said this, he looked up at Di Xiu, who was sitting on Lin Mu's shoulder: "Is that your daughter-in-law?"
Dixiu stuck his head out of Lin Mu's broken hair and nodded.
Yan Gui asked Diwu, "What are you going to do there?"
Emperor Wu replied: "Go and dig up the soil that his body grew in that year, otherwise it will be a waste, and it is not good for others to find it, and it is easy to be caught."
"Where did Dad stay before?" Lin Mu thought of the material records he asked Tan Lao before, "I probably have some materials, which are records of materials when my mother was out in the wild."
Diwu took out his mobile phone and felt that the eldest nephew was really reliable.
Yan Gui looked at Lin Mu, who lowered his head to send the information to the Emperor Wu, and thought for a while about why Lin Mu had these information, his brows wrinkled: "Nephew, stay at home with your father, don't go out and fool around."
Lin Mu nodded without hesitation: "Okay."
He himself had no other plans after taking these materials, he just wanted to find out if he could have any clues about his father.
Don't talk about clues now, even Dad himself has gone home, so it's useless for him to hold this information.
It is a pleasant surprise that the Imperial House can be used.
Dixiu also guessed a little about the reason for this information, stretched out his arm and gently stroked Linmu's face.
"That's fine, I'll withdraw first." Diwu swept a large circle after receiving the information, and said to Lin Mu, "The group of monsters and humans who are tracking me will be left there, don't worry about it."
Lin Mu nodded, leaving him here as long as there is no accident on both sides he knows, he can say anything.
Diwu put away the mobile phone, and just walked a few steps, he stepped back and grabbed the fur of the old fox, and said, "Go and cast a spell on the little monsters inside, don't let the rumors go."
Yan Gui shook his tail and ran into the yard with four legs to cast a secret spell on a few little monsters. He squatted in the yard and thought about it for a while, but decided to follow the Emperor's house first, after all. The current situation of Emperor Wu still makes him a little worried.
There shouldn't be a big problem on the Great Wilderness side - anyway, their Qingqiu Kingdom didn't lose much.
As for what other people have suffered, what does it have to do with this poor, weak and helpless nine-tailed fox
Yan Gui followed the Emperor Wu, saying that he was going to retrieve the mud that Emperor Xiu had taken root before.
This kind of soil that has been nourished by Emperor Xiu's complete body can make Emperor Xiu develop more comfortably when he takes root again.
There are also in the valleys of the Great Wilderness, but the distance is really a bit far, and the journey is uncertain and unsafe, and Yan Gui is too lazy to bother.
Looking back and waiting for the situation in the Great Wilderness to calm down, it would be good to plant Di Xiu back in the valley.
Not a big problem.
Lin Mu stood at the gate of the courtyard, watched the two elders leave, and took a deep breath: "Finally, there are only the two of us left, Dad."
Dixiu touched Lin Mu's temples.
Yan Xuanjing standing in the courtyard: "..."
understood.
The nine-tailed fox does not have a name.
Looking at the father and son, Yan Xuanjing changed back to the appearance of toffee, and went back to the house to find a dog kennel and lay down quietly.
At this time, of course, the two should be left alone.
Lin Mu locked the gate of the courtyard and looked at the yard that had been dug into a mess, for a while he didn't know where to start.
He never got along with his father.
Even what kind of character his father was, he was extremely vague.
Lin Mu glanced at his small yard, and then pointed to the glass house that was being built: "That's the glass house that my mother always wanted to build, but we used to be in poor conditions and didn't have the money to buy building materials, so I just built it now. ."
"There is the place I left for bonsai. There are several ventilation rooms on the first floor of the house, all of which are used to take care of the bonsai. My mother used to do it. The living expenses and tuition fees in my university, in addition to the scholarship, came from selling these flowers and plants. "
"After my mother gave birth to me, my health has not been very good. When I was a child, people always bullied us, but then I drove them away. No one dared to disturb us for many years."
Lin Mu said and walked into the house, went straight upstairs, and took his father into his mother's workshop.
Dixiu was placed on the desk by Lin Mu.
Under the transparent glass of the desk, there are photos, some of which have faded yellow.
It was a group photo of Lin Mu and his mother, and some pictures that Lin Mu took for his mother.
Dixiu sat on the desk, glanced at his son who was opening the bookcase, got up, moved on the desk, and looked at the photos one by one.
These are the times he was not able to participate.
Humans are not as powerful as monsters, after five years, even if Lin Mu tried hard to keep the room as it was, the aura that belonged to his mother Lin Xueji had completely disappeared.
There are sun and moon essences and Dixiu wood everywhere that make people peaceful and tranquil.
The furnishings in the room are a bit crowded and cluttered, but that's what makes it full of life - it's as if the owner of this room just hurried out the door and has to come back at any time.
Dixiu turned his head and saw the album pressed on the folder.
He reached out and dragged the album down.
Lin Mu took out the red lacquered wooden box containing the Dixiu fruit from the bookcase, turned his head and saw that his father was opening the album, standing beside the album that was several circles bigger than the little wooden man he was now, silent. Look at those photos from time to time.
The little wooden man has no face and no voice.
But Lin Mu somehow felt that his father's expression at this moment should be extraordinarily gentle.
"This is the fruit you left to your mother." Lin Mu put the box next to his father and unlocked it.
Dixiuguo was lying in a black lacquered wooden box, with an ordinary appearance, but it was carefully padded with several layers of velvet, and even the four sides of the box were covered with anti-bump velvet, carefully protecting the treasures inside. .
Lin Mu took out the Dixiu fruit and gave it to Dixiu. After hesitating for a while, he still said, "If this fruit is helpful to your current situation..."
Dixiu shook his head, rubbed the fruit lightly, and then tapped outside the palm-sized fruit as if he was looking for something.
Lin Mu sat on the stool and looked at his father.
Di Xiuguo appeared a little light yellow light in Di Xiu's light beating.
Dixiu picked up the fruit and held it in front of the forest.
Lin Mu was stunned for a while, then reached out and touched the little light lightly.
He heard someone's voice coming with the wind, and said softly and hoarsely, "Let's tell this story."
Lin Mu saw the azure giant tree that he had seen in his dream.
A monster in a dark green robe sat on the root of a knotted tree, playing with a fruit boredly.
It is the splendid time of late spring and early summer, when the blooming flower shop becomes a gorgeous ocean, surrounded by a lush giant tree.
A pair of hands cleared away the thorns and vines, and fell into this bright world in embarrassment.
A sky light fell from the branches, covering the trees, flowers and hazy human figures, and crashed into the eyes of the sloppy human beings.
She was stunned for a long time before revealing a bright smile, with a bright and energetic look that could not be concealed by the thick dust and fatigue.
"Mr. Monster, you are so beautiful!" she said, and the light fell on her and fell into her eyes, like broken gold falling into the night.
After five years, Di Xiu finally walked out of the forest where he had been lost for five years.
His humans took him over countless mountains and rivers, stepped into the crowd, into the city, and ate all the tastes he had never tasted before.
His human always likes to fiddle with the camera.
His human likes to be in the crowd, in the mountains, holding his hand at any time, tightly, for fear of him getting lost.
His humans also love to kiss, hug, and laugh.
She always secretly rejoiced because Di Xiu didn't want to be seen by others, always said that she was afraid that he would be taken away by others, and always said that being with him was her hard-earned profit.
She always said that when she was old, Di Xiu would still be handsome and young, and she would be such a happy and enviable old lady.
In Di Xiu's eyes, Lin Xueji was always happy and reckless, like a flower that grows against the wind, tough and delicate, blooming recklessly, revealing her beauty to everyone.
Dixiu was always watching her.
Humans are amazing creatures, born with intelligence, but their lifespan is extremely short, but they can always do some incredible things in their limited lives.
Like a shooting star across the sky, gorgeous and short-lived.
Dixiu felt that his human was probably the most dazzling one.
There are only the sweetest and happiest parts of the memories in Di Hugo.
Dixiu looked at Lin Mu's absent-minded appearance, turned his head and turned the album in his hand to the last page.
The last photo was taken by Lin Mu to his mother lying on the hospital bed.
Her condition is very bad, her face is as pale as paper and a little wrinkled, her hair is all gone, her face and hands are stuck with tubes, her eyes are no longer as dark and bright as Dixiu remembered, and they are covered with a Shallow shadows.
She was probably helped to sit up.
The thin body was as thin and brittle as paper, but he still worked hard to straighten his back and showed a small smile to the camera.
Lin Xueji in the photo is not beautiful, with pain and weakness, fragile and strong appearance, showing a little tenderness.
Just like the bright sky light that shone through Dixiu's lush branches when they first met.
She wore that light and came over.