The fire and rain outside stopped at the same time.
The rain didn't last for a short period of time, and it was completely dark when it stopped.
Lin Mu glanced at the dog who was sleeping soundly on an old fleece blanket that was folded several layers, and opened the door, ready to see what was going on first.
The clouds dissipated, and in the middle of the night there was a dazzling river of stars, and the entire sky was washed out exceptionally clear.
Those morning and evening that have been burning for a long time are all turned into ashes, fall inside and outside the courtyard, and grow again. The little white flowers bloom in the night, reflecting the cold white fluorescence.
Lin Mu turned on the lights in the yard, walked to the periphery of the yard, and carefully looked around.
Ordinary flowers and plants showed no signs of being burned at all, but in the densely growing places in the morning and evening, there were a lot of black ashes, which fluttered when the wind blew.
These ashes are probably what the big black mouth said - the monsters who have done bad things.
The ashes left behind were still quite heavy, and Lin Mu didn't dare to think about how much it burned, and he didn't understand why so many monsters and ghosts suddenly appeared.
In the first twenty years of his life, he had lived very peacefully and peacefully, and he had never encountered any monsters or ghosts.
Lin Mu looked at the ashes that flew lightly in front of him, and subconsciously felt a little familiar. After a closer look, he realized that it seemed to be the package of seeds that Da Hei gave him before.
Lin Mu: "… "
It means that I walked all the way with a bag of ashes and was buried in my own yard.
Lin Mu hissed softly, staring at the pile of ashes outside the house, thinking about it, but still felt that it couldn't be wasted.
Seeing that it was still early, Lin Mu simply went back to the house to get a small brush and a garbage shovel in his hand, returned to the outer yard, rolled up his sleeves and swept away the ashes.
Lin Mu was not ready to collect these ashes, so he swept around his yard, took the garbage shovel that had accumulated the ashes, went around the yard, and drew a crooked edge on the outside of his circular yard. , reluctantly painted a sun.
After painting the sun and looking at the newly grown white flowers, Lin Mu returned to the house contentedly, and then carefully picked up the sleeping dog: "Let's go! Take you to the hospital!"
Yan Xuanjing suddenly woke up and pressed a paw on Lin Mu's face with his backhand. Realizing that the half-demon didn't show any malice, he quickly retracted the outstretched claws, pressed the flesh pads on the soles of his feet, and struggled.
Lin Mu didn't realize that he was almost disfigured just now. After being held down on his face, he tilted his head back in a panic, put down the struggling dog, glanced at its front paws, and let out a light murmur.
The swollen right front paw has disappeared, and the terrifying red-to-purple color due to the swelling has also subsided.
The left paw is not as bloody as before, and it has scabbed after being carefully cleaned by him, and the condition seems to be much better.
Seeing this situation, Lin Mu was slightly relieved.
It's good that he didn't cause secondary damage because of his tampering.
"But I still have to go to the hospital," Lin Mu said.
No matter how well he handled it, there would never be a doctor, not to mention he had to give the dog a full set of inspections, internal and external deworming vaccines, etc. Although it is not so important to raise dogs in rural areas, what happened to the dog he picked up? I don't even want to be a rough dog.
This looks like a half-sized Samoyed, with slightly pointed ears and dark eyes, which is quite spiritual. Even though the fur is cut into holes by the trees, it still can't stop its beauty.
It seems to be a good-looking dog. This kind of dog is generally very delicate. It is not as resistant to falling and beating as the big wolf dog of the big black type, and it can also guard the home.
Like this kind of docile pet dog, Lin Mu has also seen news such as "thieves break into the house and the owner's pet dog is greeted with slippers". Basically, this urinating housekeeper can't be counted on, and he can only be a dog son. Pampered and raised to barely maintain a life like this.
Lin Mu got closer and checked the dog's exposed wound again, and reiterated, "I have to go to the hospital."
Yan Xuanjing didn't know much about the Central Plains side, but he understood the word hospital.
He raised his paw and pressed it on Lin Mu's face again, expressing his refusal.
He is a dignified nine-tailed fox, a big monster. This skin injury can be healed in a day or two, so where do you need to go to any hospital.
A dark wound that can’t be healed in a day or two requires rest, and it’s useless to go to a human hospital.
Lin Mu's cheeks froze, and he reached out and carefully held the dog's paw, met its gaze, blinked, and asked tentatively, "Don't go?"
Yan Xuanjing took out his paw from Lin Mu's hand and pressed it on his face again.
Lin Mu paused and asked again, "Go?"
The dog withdrew its paws.
Lin Mu was stunned for a while, and felt that this was really evil.
He actually felt that the dog seemed to be communicating with him.
No, it seemed quite spiritual when I picked it up yesterday.
Lin Mu frowned, feeling that this matter was not simple.
He looked at the dog for a long time, and decided to follow the dog's meaning first, and he would not go to the hospital. He would ask Da Hei about the dog tomorrow.
"That's fine." Lin Mu straightened up and glanced at the time, it was quite late, "Go to bed today."
Yan Xuanjing watched Lin Mu go to close the door, then turned around and hugged him with a fox and a blanket, "haha", walking upstairs with wind.
Lin Mu directly moved the dog to his room.
Lin Mu's room is not small, and an extra dog is more than enough.
He looked at the dogs around him after he was brought up. After thinking about it, he still explained: "I sleep very lightly. If something happens at night, I can wake up if there is any movement."
In any case, this is still a wounded person, and I need to take care of it.
The dog was not burned in the morning and evening, and Lin Mu felt that the problem was still not big.
He settled the dog, went to take a bath, dried his hair and lay on the bed, saying goodnight to the dog next to him.
After speaking, he was stunned for a while, then tilted his head to look at the fluffy ball lying on the blanket for a while, then suddenly laughed, and turned off the light when the dog looked up.
Lin Mu felt that his happiness was really simple.
It would be nice to have someone to say goodnight to before going to bed.
After his mother left, no one would come to say good night to him every time before going to bed. In the university dormitory, the roommates rubbed their arms in the first semester and said good night to the big man. I always feel gaygay, Lin Mu Just shut up.
As a result, he has been alone for a long time now, and he looks good when he sees a dog, and saying good night to the dog makes him feel physically and mentally happy.
Lin Mu lay down on the bed and looked at the dog who was still very clearly white in the dark room. He closed his eyes in delight, and fell asleep with the sound of insects and frogs.
Not long after Lin Mu fell asleep, Yan Xuanjing, who was also lying on the blanket and resting with his eyes closed, cocked his ears, and suddenly raised his head, his dark eyes glowed a faint green light in the darkness.
Lin Mu's bed was against the window. At this moment, a chubby little hand came up from the window sill, and the little red color was dangling in the dim light, and soon another little hand also came up.
Immediately afterwards, a small head leaned on the window sill. It was a little doll with a bunch of small red fruits on its head. There was a little baby fat on its face, and it looked cute with ice and snow.
At the moment, he was clinging to the edge of the window sill to probe his brain, trying to see the situation in the room.
This probe caught sight of the nine-tailed fox in the room.
Yan Xuanjing silently and solemnly looked at the little doll who was climbing the window, and let go of a very restrained breath.
The little doll shivered in fright, and the two short hands didn't hold it firmly, fell from the second-floor windowsill, landed on the canopy built in front of the trees, and rolled to the ground, making a slight muffled sound.
This scent, Yan Xuanjing knew, was the scent of ginseng dolls.
There are mornings and evenings here, and it is normal for well-informed little monsters to run over to seek shelter.
After all, those weak monsters basically have no ability to do evil, and they are regarded as nourishing meals by some ferocious monsters, and it is neither beneficial nor harmful for them to run into the protection circle of Chaomu.
Yan Xuanjing slowly withdrew his gaze on the window sill and glanced at Lin Mu, this half-demon who claims to sleep very lightly, was motionless during the process of the ginseng doll climbing up the window and smashing it down, not even breathing. , slept very sweetly.
Yan Xuanjing: "..."
Oh, half-demon.
He retracted his gaze and fell down again.
Early the next morning, Lin Mu got up to wash up, stewed a pot of bone soup, steamed steamed buns and rice, took the steamed buns in his mouth and took the bone soup soaked rice upstairs to the dog, and carefully inspected the dog's body. also exposed wounds.
The swollen right front leg is no longer abnormal, and the blood scab on the left paw has already coagulated, and it does not look so miserable.
The speed and extent of recovery was unexpectedly good.
"It seems that I really don't need to go to the hospital." Lin Mu muttered, took back his hand to examine the wound, hesitated for a while, but still said, "I have something to go out today, I will leave a small door for you, if you want to leave, Go out through the door at the left end of the first floor."
After Lin Mu finished speaking, he looked at the dog, pursed his lips, and added, "But I still hope you can stay."
Yan Xuanjing's two front paws were overlapped, and he looked dignifiedly at Lin Mu, who turned his head to pack up after speaking, his ears twitched slightly.
Lin Mu passed by his mother's studio, glanced at a few books that he had put on the table yesterday and hadn't opened again, paused, quietly closed the door, turned his head and went downstairs.
The weather was fine today, Lin Mu opened the gate and left the house with the little electric donkey.
He is still planning to go to the office today, although the official work date has not yet arrived, but Lin Mu feels that a proper human relationship is necessary.
For example, help repair things such as doors and windows, and plant some plants to cover up defects that cannot be repaired, such as exterior walls.
At least it doesn't look so shabby.
After he left, Yan Xuanjing slowly finished the bowl of bone soup for rice, stood up and swung his left paw to get rid of the blood scab on his left paw, then also went downstairs and left through the door that Lin Mu said. go out.
When passing by the main gate of the yard, he turned his head and saw the flower branch inserted on the front wooden door, as well as several white tender and plump ginseng whiskers on the flower branch.
This is the name of the ginseng doll, and the nine-tailed fox, who knows the rules of the monster, knows it well.
It's a pity that Lin Mu walked in a hurry and didn't notice anything on his door at all.
Yan Xuanjing glanced at random, and turned his head away as if he didn't see anything.
He has something too.
- About the passage between the Central Plains and the Great Wilderness.
There are also monsters in charge of guarding the Central Plains. Before coming here, Yan Xuanjing got an address from his biological father.
Qingyao Street Office, No. 404, Qingyao Road, Zhongyuan District, City A.
This is the address of the monster in the Central Plains who is responsible for guarding the passage.
One person and one fox walked without looking back, the wind swept across the empty courtyard, brushed a small string of red ginseng seeds hidden under the vines of the fence, and carried away a whimper of grievance.
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