From the Chaos to the Tomb Robbery

Morning

Zhang Qiling did his routine morning exercises. After checking all the mechanisms outside the Zhang family's ancient house, he bypassed some dilapidated courtyards and returned to the clean and tidy Qilin Courtyard, which was completely different from the one next to it.

Unlike in the past when he was alone, today he was followed by a little Qilin Mo Jiu who walked quickly on all fours with short legs, always following behind him.

Zhang Qiling, who was sweating all over, drew a bucket of water from the well in the yard and took a shower for himself, and also helped Mo Jiu take a shower.

Zhang Qiling put Mo Jiu in a basin and watched it play with water happily.

Suddenly, a problem occurred to me. It was fine if Mo Jiu stayed in the ancient house like this. But if he was taken out and discovered, it would probably cause a sensation and lead to someone snatching him away.

"Jiujiu, can you turn into a human?" Zhang Qiling asked calmly.

"Hmm?" Mo Jiu stopped rolling around and looked up at Zhang Qiling, "Little brother, is this like you?"

Zhang Qiling nodded.

"Of course you can, but Tiandao dad said that Jiujiu's abilities are too strong and the world can't bear Jiujiu's magical powers. It prevents Jiujiu from using her magical powers. Is it okay to use her ability to transform into a human?" Mo Jiu asked curiously.

"It has no destructive power, it's okay!" Zhang Qiling thought about the explanation of supernatural powers in the inheritance and nodded.

"Then Jiujiu has changed!"

Mo Jiu closed his eyes and saw a flash of white light.

Zhang Qiling felt his hands sink, and a white, tender, soft baby appeared in his arms. The baby had big black eyes and looked at him ignorantly.

The little baby looked no more than five or six years old, with short hair and wearing a soft robe. The dark black robe was embroidered with lifelike little unicorns, and looked extremely gorgeous.

Zhang Qiling stared blankly at Mo Jiu in his arms. So now he looks about ten years old. Is he going to raise a five or six-year-old baby?

"Little brother, is Jiujiu pretty?" Mo Jiu moved, and his chubby little hands hugged his neck.

Mo Jiu smiled, narrowing his star-like eyes, and moved his rosy little mouth directly to Zhang Qiling's cheek, giving her an exceptionally loud kiss.

Tiandao’s father said that if you take the initiative to get close to the little brother, he will like you, so you should take the initiative!

Zhang Qiling was frozen by the kiss. He had never been kissed like this before and he couldn't help wanting to throw Mo Jiu out of his arms.

But she was afraid of hurting him, so she could only carefully put Mo Jiu on the ground.

Zhang Qiling silently compared the heights of the two people. He was about 4.2 feet tall, and Mo Jiu was half a head shorter than him. (The calculation method of the Republic of China)

"Little brother, what's wrong?" Mo Jiu jumped down, wanting him to hug her again.

Zhang Qiling took his little hand and sat down next to the stone table in the yard, picked up the spiritual fruit that Mo Jiu had just taken out and put it into his little mouth.

"Breakfast."

The spiritual fruit was not big, but definitely not small. Mo Jiu opened his mouth wide with a roar and took a big bite of the spiritual fruit flesh. The sweet juice flowed down his throat, carrying with it rich spiritual power.

Mo Jiu squinted his eyes happily, took the remaining spiritual fruit in his hand and handed it to Zhang Qiling who was chewing a steamed bun, "Little brother, you eat too."

Zhang Qiling paused in chewing the steamed bun and looked at the spiritual fruit in front of him, making his mouth water.

He looked at Mo Jiu's clear and bright eyes again, swallowed his saliva, and decided not to do it!

I still remember the experience of the Qilin grass yesterday. Will this time...

"Little brother, are you afraid of what happened yesterday? Don't be afraid, Jiujiu is here!" Mo Jiu patted his chest with his chubby hands and said proudly.

Zhang Qiling hesitated for a long time, then lowered his head and took a small bite of the spiritual fruit in his hand.

The sweet taste flowed into his mouth. It was a delicacy he had never tasted before. His consciousness was a little blurry. In less than two days, he seemed to have something he had not had in more than ten years.

The spiritual fruit turned into spiritual power and entered Zhang Qiling's body. This time, the inherited cultivation method in his body automatically helped him convert it into his own spiritual power.

Zhang Qiling only then realized that his body was different after waking up.