Non-Human Sub-district Office

Chapter 8: Dahei I kill myself

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"Wow! No, don't eat me!!"

The milk doll was sitting on the ground with her bare ass, crying so loudly.

Yan Xuanjing frowned at the noise, and when he lifted his paw, the baby's cry stopped instantly.

Ginseng doll feels so wronged.

You will be boiled, and you are not allowed to cry loudly.

The milk doll was twitching, and under the gaze of the white fluffy ball next to her, she didn't dare to move, and she didn't dare to howl too loudly. Lin Mu looked at the plush that blocked the door again, and began to cry again.

Even though he has already seen Da Hei become a living person under his eyes, it is still very exciting to see a ginseng tree turn into a cute milk doll with ice and snow again.

Lin Mu recognized at a glance what the bunch of small red fruits on top of the milk doll's head were.

He put down the vegetables in his hand and walked to the side of the ginseng dolls who were coddled together: "You..."

The ginseng baby looked at the forest trees that came over, and whimpered even more miserably.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu don't eat me..."

Only then did Lin Mu realize how bad the kitchen is for a ginseng.

"We don't eat you." Lin Mu said.

The ginseng baby looked at him eagerly and sniffed: "Really?"

Lin Mu nodded: "Really."

The ginseng doll turned to look at Fluffy who was standing at the door, Lin Mu was startled, and then turned to look at his dog.

Under the gazes of the two of them, Toffee fell down slowly, her left paw on the right paw, and her posture was very dignified.

"It doesn't eat either." Lin Mu looked back and asked, "How did you get caught by it?"

"I... I came to worship the mountain." The ginseng doll choked and wiped away her tears, her chubby face was full of grievances, "I was hiding in Qingyao Mountain, but recently the monsters in Qingyao Mountain are getting more and more The more I come here, the more I have nowhere to hide. I saw a lot of demons and ghosts burning here yesterday, so I wanted to seek shelter."

"Is that so." Lin Mu suddenly realized that the ginseng baby was talking about the time when the morning and evening burned.

"Can I stay?" The ginseng baby looked at the forest tree squatting in front of him, and whispered, "I, I don't take up space, in the yard... I can go outside the yard, I, I can also help you fight I will take care of the plants in the yard, and I will loosen the soil and raise the soil, I…”

"I'm very useful QAQ." The ginseng doll said and began to snort again, "I'm really useful."

"Don't cry, I didn't want to drive you away." Lin Mu had never brought a child, so he was helpless when he cried, so he turned his head and drew a piece of paper, wiped away the tears of the ginseng doll, stood up and moved quickly. Topic, "What do you like to eat?"

"I don't need to eat." The ginseng doll replied in a daze, before realizing what Lin Mu said, the little one got up from the ground with a grunt, and didn't see any dust on its buttocks. Ji" hugged Lin Mu's thigh, and asked in a milky voice, "Really? Can I stay? Don't drive me away or eat me?"

"Yes, you can stay, without driving you away or eating you." Lin Mu replied.

The little ginseng was stunned for two seconds, then burst into laughter, laughed twice, let go of the hand holding Lin Mu's thigh, jumped on the spot a few times with joy, and rubbed his hands: "Then I will help you grow flowers. !"

Lin Mu looked at the little ginseng and decided to turn around and get some empty pots for him to toss around slowly. He turned around and took out a few apples from the refrigerator, strained the juice, and poured a cup for the little milk doll. By the way, he said : "My name is Lin Mu."

The little monster seemed to be stunned. He carefully held the cup, raised his eyes to look at Lin Mu, and saw that he was about to cry again, and there was a hint of a nasal voice in the milky voice, and the urn sounded: "Lin Mu!"

"Well, um." Lin Mu nodded and smiled at him.

"Lin Mu!" The little monster shouted again, sniffing hard, trying to say something but stuck, feeling a little helpless, "But... I don't have a name."

"Hey?" Lin Mu was slightly startled, not expecting such a layer.

To be honest, of the few monsters he knew, except for the name Yan Xuanjing, which sounded like a serious name, the other two names were quite casual.

The old turtle is called Wu Gui.

Da Hei's name was given to him by the old lady.

"Then you take one now?" Lin Mu said.

The little ginseng held the cup, took a sip of the juice, hesitated for a while, and asked, "I… can I have your last name?"

"Okay." Lin Mu turned his head to wash the vegetables when he hesitated. Hearing what he said, he nodded immediately.

"Then I'll call Lin Ginseng!" Little Ginseng said crisply.

Lin Mu was stunned for a moment, then coughed lightly to hold back his smile, and nodded solemnly: "Yes, very good."

The little ginseng lowered his head and laughed twice, happily reciting his name. Seeing that Lin Mu was busy, he looked left and right, and moved closer to the door tentatively.

Yan Xuanjing, who was sitting at the door, gave him a fluttering glance, then withdrew his gaze, and his eyes fell on Lin Mu again.

It wasn't for any other reason, but the faint smell of forest trees always made him feel at ease, so that just looking at this half-demon seemed to be a very comfortable thing. .

Yan Xuanjing was really curious about Lin Mu's bloodline.

It's a pity that I chatted with the dog demon a little before leaving Wu Gui, and found that Lin Mu didn't know either, not only did he not know his bloodline, but before that, he didn't even know that he was a half-demon.

Yan Xuanjing thought about the furnishings in Lin Mu's room, and remembered that there was a photo on Lin Mu's desk, probably with his mother. In what looked like a wild place in the mountains, his mother hugged the boy's neck and smiled brightly like a young girl. And dazzling, and the teenager in the photo pouted slightly, a look of reluctance.

no father.

Yan Xuanjing looked at Lin Mu and knew that this little half-demon belonged to the monster's bloodline from that unknown father.

When he learned of such an existence, he didn't know how to evaluate the father for a while.

Abandoned his wife and never showed his face, so that his son didn't even know that he was a half-demon.

But to say that he is irresponsible, it is really not an easy thing to cover up the astrology of his own children.

As a big monster, Yan Xuanjing is very clear in his heart that Lin Mu has not been harassed by monsters for so many years. Thanks to the blocked star, he has covered others and Lin Mu himself. The civil servant came to the door, and his life would end as a human being.

Like those animals who do not realize that they have opened their minds, they will grow old and die as humans.

Thinking about it this way, it's not a good result.

After all, the probability of the half-demon dying prematurely is far higher than the probability that they can live safely for seventy or eighty years.

So Yan Xuanjing didn't know how to evaluate the unknown big demon.

He looked at Lin Mu and turned his head when he noticed that the ginseng doll was approaching cautiously.

The ginseng doll was startled, took a step back holding the cup, and asked in a low voice, "You... What's your name?"

Yan Xuanjing didn't answer, but Lin Mu heard the movement here and replied casually, "It's called toffee."

Yan Xuanjing: "..."

Ginseng Doll: "… "

The little ginseng was stunned for a while, and then he stumbled and said, "Grandma candy, it's very, very good."

"Yeah." Lin Mu threw the vegetables and said happily, "I also think it's pretty good, it's especially suitable for it, the white and soft fluffy balls are sweet and cute."

Ginseng Doll: "… "

Yan Xuanjing shook his ears, too lazy to listen.

He stood up and went outside, strolled around the yard a few times, stretched out his claws and left his breath in various places, and circled the small yard to warn some evil spirits.

The little ginseng looked at Yan Xuanjing who was walking out, then looked at Lin Mu who was humming a song, and quietly took a sip of the juice while holding the cup.

After the meal, Lin Mu brought out a few empty flower pots for the ginseng dolls, moved a few pieces of succulent over, and let the children grow and play by themselves.

Then I went to prune some bonsai that were about to be shipped, and moved them indoors. I picked a few suitable lights and angles to take a few photos for preservation, and sent them to the customer. I sent a set to my circle of friends as publicity, then I pulled a stool and sat down, took out my small ledger and started to settle accounts.

Lin Mu has been planning to build a small glass greenhouse for the small yard.

His mother used to look at other people's flower houses with envy, but unfortunately the family conditions were not very good at that time, and the mother's source of income was not stable and she had to support him, so that the flower house could not be built.

Now that Lin Mu is eating enough and the whole family is not hungry, he has saved a lot, so he is thinking about getting one.

And there is a glass room, and he can save a lot of energy by taking care of these potted plants.

His yard has a total of more than 460 square meters. The house is in the middle of the yard, and it only occupies 160 square meters. The yard is quite spacious. Aside from one place, the only thing left in the yard is the swing that Lin Mu and his mother made together when he was a child.

There are still five days left before the official entry. Lin Mu looked at his balance and decided to take advantage of these few days to confirm the cost of this area. If possible, quickly build the glass house.

As a result, Lin Mu found that his dog was a little busier than him.

I ran out every day after breakfast and came back when it was getting dark.

That's okay, toffee didn't come back for two whole days on weekends!

Lin Mu was going to work today. He woke up early. After washing, he found that the toffee that had disappeared for two days was lying in the new nest he bought for him. It looked soft and slept very comfortably.

Also know to come back!

Lin Mu's eyes widened, wanting to shake the dog awake, but he stretched his hand halfway and shrank again, staring at the sleeping dog for a long while.

The dog slept very peacefully, unaware of Lin Mu's murderous aura.

Lin Mu stared for a while before getting discouraged, and smack the dog's head angrily.

Maybe that's what it's like to raise a son.

Lin Mu sighed old-fashionedly, and then went downstairs to make a dog meal.

"Little ginseng?" Lin Mu pushed the little electric donkey out of the house and shouted, "I'm going to work. I've got the toffee rice in the hot pot. Can you help me feed it when it wakes up?"

Hearing a milky and milky reply from an unknown corner, Lin Mu said goodbye to the little ginseng hiding in his yard, and left the house on a small electric donkey. The more he thought about it on the way to work, the more uncomfortable he felt. .

He decided to go to Da Hei, who was also a dog, and asked what operation Toffee was doing.

"Why don't you ask?" Da Hei was a little surprised, "You're being used as a spare tire!"

"What?" Lin Mu was shocked, "Can you make yourself a spare tire by raising a dog?"

"Humans all know that you can't put your eggs in one basket. A stray dog may still be able to use his intelligence. Isn't it normal for him to pick a few people to raise him? Ordinary dogs occasionally do this." Da Hei Said, "It may be eating a hundred."

Hearing this, Lin Mu was stunned for a while, opened his mouth, closed it again, and slumped at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"...Then should I just go get another dog and raise it?" Lin Mu said in a low voice.

"Then your toffee might run away." Big Black paused, then added, "or it might kill the dog you brought."

Lin Mu hesitated.

"Let's do it." Da Hei had an idea, "I'll go back with you this afternoon. If it runs away, you will raise a new one. If it wants to fight with me, it will definitely not be able to beat me. I will talk to it then, why? Sample?"

Lin Mu's eyes lit up and felt feasible.

The author has something to say: Yan Xuanjing: Oh

Dahei: I kill myself.