to blame

Before leaving Mingjiatun, Ming Xia went to Dongjiatun again.

When they arrived at Dong Xin's house, the courier was driving over to pick up the goods. There was a room full of big bags and small bags, and the torn-off courier stickers were all over the floor. It can be seen that his Taobao store business is still good.

After paying the fees, all the express items were put on the car, and after sending off the express car, several people sat down and chatted easily.

Dong Xin boiled water on the small stove, found a few pieces of paper found in the interlayer of the title page, and let them see for themselves.

Ming Xia treasured these thin paper pieces called cultural relics and kept away from Dong Xin's small stove.

The paper is the size of a man's palm, with a rough texture, and the traces of ink reveal the old feeling brought by the years.At least from Ming Xia's point of view, it is indeed a very old thing.

Grandpa Dong's handwriting was neat, and he could be seen as someone who had studied, which was very rare in that era.

There are three pages of paper, which are arranged one by one in Ming Xia's hands.

"Visiting relatives on New Year's Day has been a custom in the village for many years. Apart from the relatives of the family, Luo's town also has to visit. Although Yunxiu and her mother's family are not on good terms, the New Year's ceremony is related to the face of the two families. Rituals cannot be discarded .”

"On the twentieth day of the twelfth lunar month, I drove to Luojia Town to give gifts. On the way back, I met Liu Lizi who ran a mill. He asked me what I was doing with the elders of Lao Lin's family in the middle of the night? I said I never go out at night, he saw it wrong. Limp Liu refused to admit it. We broke up unhappy."

"I went to sell soybeans in Majiatun, Houshan. A half-sized boy rushed over and kowtowed to me twice, got up and ran away. Then his father dragged him over to salute me, and said, 'Don't take it wrong, Daxian, children can't sink "Hold your breath" and ran away too. This baffled me, why did I become a great immortal?"

"There are more and more things that are not right."

"Yunxiu said that she wanted to find the shaman master to show me. She said that I didn't sleep at night and stared at her for a long time, and she didn't answer her calls. She was almost scared to death."

"Under the bed there is an extra box for silver dollars. The silver dollars are new, but the box is old. It is an old thing, and the wood is good, and the carving is good. But it is not something from the Ming family, it is from the Ming family. Everything has its own mark, and I can recognize them all. At least neither Yunxiu nor I have seen this thing before.”

"After two days of fear, the box disappeared again. No one knows."

"I probably did something without knowing it. Because I went out to Majiatun yesterday, and someone called me Daxian again. They thanked me for giving them a way to survive. In front of them, I had nothing said, but I was afraid in my heart. What did I do?"

"No, it's not me who did something, but the one hidden in my body. I want to know what he did with me."

The handwriting is small, and the eyes are a little dazzled.

Seeing his pitiful appearance, Nan Jiang took the initiative to sit over and rub Ming Xia's neck twice.Qingqiu stayed on the sidelines, still digesting the pile of small papers he just read in his mind.

"What happened later?" Qingqiu urged Ming Xia to look down, "Did he know?"

Dong Xin poured tea for them with freshly washed cups, "Got it. He's talking to those who call him Da Xian'er, and you'll know after a while."

The following description is also true.

Jiuxiao can't know what a person thinks, but it can know what a person does, so Mr. Dong's hard life came.

Jiu Xiao began to consciously attack his thinking, probably because he really wanted to control the host 100%, but Mrs. Dong was a very stubborn person, and he refused to give in even if he tried his best.

In the end both lost.

"That kind of competition for self-awareness probably does a lot of damage to the brain." Dong Xin said: "Anyway, since then, my great-grandfather has appeared some symptoms of dementia one after another-of course, this is The current statement. At that time, many people thought he was old and confused."

Ming Xia said sincerely, "I admire him very much."

Dong Xin smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and snorted on his head, "Then you have to work hard. Don't one day become unrecognizable to me."

Ming Xia nodded vigorously.

Qingqiu jumped on his lap and whispered to him, "It's pitiful to be stupid, is there no better way?"

"Maybe." In front of Dong Xin, the two of them couldn't talk openly about their parents and elders, so they had to secretly turn on the internal communication mode. Can't think of it? Besides, Mr. Dong has no helpers, no matter what to do, he has to figure it out by himself."

What's more, how can Jiuxiao allow the host to find a proper way to get rid of it?

Ming Xia quickly thought of another thing, he grabbed Nan Jiang's hand and secretly touched a few words.

Jiuxiao didn't know that some descendants had sold its information before, but now that they know, it's hard to say whether they will take any retaliatory actions against Dong Xin's family.

Nan Jiang nodded, indicating that he would make arrangements.

When saying goodbye, Dong Xin reminded him in a low voice, "If you can, try to ask relatives and friends around you to pay attention to your situation. Especially when you are sleeping."

Ming Xia nodded, knowing that this was a reminder that Jiu Xiao might seize control of his body without him noticing.

However, Qingqiu regarded this instruction as a reminder to it, and said with his head held high: "Don't worry, I will definitely protect Mingxia well."

Dong Xin, "..."

Ming Xia touched it and said to Dong Xin: "It can sense my brain waves."

Dong Xin was surprised, but also a little envious. If his great-grandfather had had such a companion back then, perhaps he would not have suffered such tragic consequences.It is said that when Jiu Xiao really left, Mrs. Dong was almost paralyzed besides brain damage.

Dong Xin hugged Ming Xia, "If you have any news, please remember to tell me."

This is the first Nine Heavens host he has seen besides his great-grandfather.He hopes he can get the same result as his great-grandpa.

"One good guy and three gangs."

That night, after washing, Ming Xia was lying on the quilt in the guest room, rubbing Qingqiu in his arms, feeling very grateful, "If it weren't for you, I would be like Mrs. Dong, no one would know if I was sleepwalking."

Qingqiu looked very proud, "Don't worry, leave it to me. Are we good friends?"

When Nan Jiang came out of the bathroom, what he saw was such an eye-catching scene.He sat on the edge of the bed and wiped his hair, and said sourly, "Some people are so miserable that they never have friends, right?"

Qingqiu fell silent suddenly.

Ming Xia's foot stuck out from under the blanket and kicked Nan Jiang.

They lived in a standard room, and the two beds were not far apart. Nan Jiang didn't escape this step.

Qingqiu shrank his head into Ming Xia's neck, and said softly: "Ming Xia, I actually had a friend. His name is Li Qingyuan, and he is my classmate in the same academy."

Ming Xia's heart skipped a beat, his eyes met Nan Jiang's in mid-air, and they both thought at the same time: Is this about to start a lecture? !

"My ancestral home is Qingqiu Mountain. When I was not transformed, I was only surrounded by senior brother Qingtan. There are other foxes in the mountain, but Qingtan and I are different. Qingtan said that we are a species that can cultivate naturally. It's also great."

With Qingqiu's narration, the melancholy in its tone at the beginning disappeared, its eyes began to shine, and the joy of memories also appeared in its voice.

"Qingtan has a master. Although I haven't met him, Qingtan has taught me a lot about cultivation. He said that it is the same in many big cultivation sects, and seniors teach on his behalf. But Qingtan and I He looks different, he is a fire fox, and in autumn, his coat color will turn into a bright orange red like a flame, very beautiful."

"He is still very good at fighting. The foxes in the back mountain wanted to occupy our mountain, but they were beaten back by Qingtan. At that time, all the animals on the mountain were afraid of him."

"Later, I also succeeded in transforming. Qingtan asked me what I wanted to do? Should I stay in the mountain and continue to practice, or go outside the mountain and take a look at the human world?"

Ming Xia thought it would say that it wanted to go to the human world to have a look, but what Qingqiu said was, "Of course I want to stay in Qingqiu Mountain. I don't know any other places except there, and I don't know anyone. Go to what?"

"In this way, Qingtan took me to live in the mountains for a few more years. He taught me how to speak and walk like a human being, and what the human world looks like. Then he said that he wanted me to live with his friend for a while. Time, he is going to look for Master, saying that he hasn't seen Master for a long time, so he is worried."

"His friend is also a vixen, named Baimei, who is very beautiful." Qingqiu tilted his head and recalled, his eyes narrowed with a smile, "She married a man who ran an escort agency in Huai'an Mansion, didn't that man He is a goblin, but he is very strong and can punch, sometimes Baimei can't beat him."

"The Escort Agency also operates in Huai'an Mansion, Qingtan sent me there and left." Qingqiu twisted under Ming Xia's neck resentfully, and muttered softly, "I haven't seen him until now."

Ming Xia stretched out his hand to touch it, "Maybe something got stuck and I really can't get away. Didn't the owner of the antique shop, Mr. Xie, say that he had seen Qingtan?"

Qingqiu snorted.

In fact, Ming Xia didn't have a good impression of that Boss Xie, he always felt that Boss Xie wanted to seduce Nan Jiang.But when it comes to understanding Boss Xie, they are naturally inferior to Nanjiang.

Ming Xia asked Nan Jiang unhappily, "Boss Xie, is there any reason to speak? How much will it cost to ask him about Qingtan?"

Nan Jiang reminded them helplessly, "We can talk about this later. You are digressing."

"That's right." Qingqiu quickly fled from the bed, feeling that it was affected by the habits of modern people.Lying down and talking comfortably in this way, it is easy to think divergently.

"Qingtan left a bag of money and left. Baimei and her husband-in-law had some contacts, and they spent some money to get me a household registration...do you know the household registration?"

Ming Xia suppressed a smile, "I know."

Qingqiu continued with confidence, "I have a household registration, and they say that I am Baimei's younger brother. They also let me go to school with other children in the family. After studying, I know more about human beings. Then At that time, I thought that the purpose of studying was just this: to understand the history of human beings.”

"Later, thieves appeared in the Huai'an mansion. They stole from the rich man's house, and when they fled, they dropped a bag. Someone used this bag to frame the teacher in the school, saying that he was actually an accomplice of the thief, and he was specially passing it on for the thief. The news. Many people believed it, and they crowded around the door of Master’s house to curse, spit, and throw rotten vegetable leaves on the door of Master’s house. Alas.”

Qingqiu sighed old-fashionedly, "Those days were hard, we didn't go to school anymore, and there were gossips outside. Later, the master was sentenced to exile, and the master's family went everywhere to seek justice, but no one cared. Sigh. "

"Later, the master was going to be exiled, and a high-ranking official came to the Huai'an mansion. We went to him with the pleadings, and he led people to re-investigate the case, and finally caught the villain who framed the master." Qing Qiu looked at Ming Xia with bright eyes, "Do you think this high official is good?"

Ming Xia nodded and praised from the bottom of her heart: "Okay."

"When my master was released home, I cried. At that time, I thought, it would be great to be a high official. You can save your master and catch bad guys. I want to be a high official!"