From the Chaos to the Tomb Robbery

During the time he spent among the human race, Mo Jiu took his young children with him to rob bird nests and fish in the water every day.

However, humans, who were still living in the era of eating raw meat and drinking blood, ate raw bird eggs and fish that they brought back.

Mo Jiu, who was unable to use any magical powers, could not even make ordinary fire despite his great physical strength. He could only watch them eat while holding his stomach in grievance.

At night, every child was carried back to his or her own cave by his or her mother. Some of the children who got into trouble were beaten while being carried back. It was noisy and lively.

But after the crowd left, Mo Jiu was the only one left in the deep night. It was so quiet around him that he seemed very lonely.

He found a high mountain and climbed up, then sat on the top looking at the stars in the sky, staring blankly with his hands on his cheeks, feeling lost.

After he was born, Mo Jiu was seriously injured when he was wandering in the chaos. This was the only hardship Mo Jiu had experienced in his long life.

After the tomb-robber Tiandao picked him up, he had never lived alone for so long. There was no delicious food, no one to comfort Xiaojiu, and no one to play with Xiaojiu.

Xiaojiu has been away from home for so long, but her brother has not come out to look for her. Is it because she is disobedient and doesn't like to study, so her brother and father don't want Xiaojiu anymore?

Dad hasn’t visited Xiaojiu for a long time. Maybe he has a new baby and doesn’t want Xiaojiu anymore.

Mo Jiu looked at the twinkling stars, and the more he thought about it, the more sad and heartbroken he couldn't help feeling.

The chubby boy rubbed his big red eyes with his hands. His pupils were watery and tears rolled down one by one.

More and more tears rolled down his cheeks. Finally, the more Mo Jiu thought about it, the sadder he became. He felt more and more wronged and he began to cry loudly.

"Aww...aoww..."

"Ow..."

Mo Jiu's cries echoed throughout the entire mountain. The stars in the sky began to blur, and a heavy rain, just like Mo Jiu's mood at the moment, poured down.

But when the falling rain approached Mo Jiu, it silently avoided him. It seemed as if there was an invisible barrier around Mo Jiu, isolating him from the wind and rain.

"Awooo..." Mo Jiu looked at the heavy rain and wiped the tears from his face with his fat hands.

"Ao..." At this moment, the sound of a wild beast came from behind him.

Mo Jiu turned around with tearful eyes, only to see countless green lanterns staring at him in the rainy night.

"Waah... Even you bully me." Mo Jiu cried loudly, picked up the stone next to him and threw it at the wolf pack.

"Ouch..." The wolf king, who was hit directly, took a few steps back, scratched his head with his front paws, and showed a trace of grievance.

It doesn't, and it doesn't dare.

It was you, Xiao Daozi, who cried too sadly and affected the weather. They were hiding in the bushes for fear of scaring Xiao Daozi. Now it is raining, and in order to avoid being struck by lightning, they can only run to this open place.

"Aww...you're crying like me..."

Mo Jiu hiccuped and pointed at the Wolf King and yelled angrily.

The wolf king wanted to open his mouth to refute, but when he thought of the sound of his own howling, he closed his mouth and shook his head violently.

"I don't care. You all come here to laugh at me. I don't like you. Go away." Mo Jiu said in a crying voice and unreasonably.

"Awoo... I want to go back to the Qilin tribe. If they don't come to find me, I don't want them anymore." Mo Jiu rubbed his red eyes with both hands, stood up, and ran down the mountain.

The wolves, with innocent looks on their faces, silently made way for Mo Jiu to go down the mountain.

I don’t know if Mo Jiu was crying too sadly and didn’t pay attention to her feet. When she passed by the Wolf King, she tripped over a stone.

"Ow..."

The body of the little Taoist Mo Jiu jumped forward and rolled down the mountain like a ball.

Mo Jiu, who had no magical powers, couldn't even keep his small body steady on this steep mountain.

He could only keep rolling down the mountain. Under the impact of his powerful body, huge trees were hit by him, with holes made in them or broken directly.

Mo Jiu held his little head, looking frightened and panicked.