to blame

On the way home, Qingqiu was rather dejected.

It always thought that after entering the Xishan formation, it would be able to inquire about Qingtan's whereabouts when it saw these powerful big monsters, but it didn't expect that even the news that Qingtan had appeared in Xishan was false.

Qingqiu began to complain about Xie Rong again.This nasty guy is still doing information selling work, even spreading fake news.

Even if he has other purposes and just wants to throw out a suitable introduction to seduce others to establish friendship with him, at least he should have some professional ethics, right?He has been entrenched in Yaozhou City for many years, and his connections are intertwined. It is not easy to find Qingtan, but it should not be difficult to find out whether the rumors about Qingtan are true or not, and who released them with ulterior motives, right?

Qingqiu made another note to Xie Rong in his heart.

Ming Xia comforted it, "Don't worry, although Yiya deliberately provoked the relationship between you and Nanjiang, but what he said made sense. The 'Sixth Group' is in charge of the big and small matters of the Yaozu. Let’s talk about Mr. Hu, let’s not ask about confidential matters, just ask your brother if it’s safe, it should be fine.”

Qingqiu also realized at this moment that Yiya's words were indeed a little uneasy and kind.But anyway, it is indeed a way.

"You're right." Qingqiu said: "Actually, I just want to know if Qingtan is safe or not. I'm already this old, and I don't need him to take care of me."

Ming Xia touched it and whispered, "I have an idea, but I'm not sure if it's right."

Qingqiu looked up at him, and asked him quietly in an encrypted way, "What do you think?"

Ming Xia answered in his mind: "Do you remember when we went to find Xie Rong last time, Tao Sheng said that Qing Tan couldn't find you when he searched everywhere. He went back to your home once, and it was the hilltop where you lived when you were young." .And added an enchantment on the top of the mountain that outsiders can't get in or out?"

Qingqiu's eyes lit up.

Ming Xia said again: "He can't find you, but he knows that you will definitely go home one day to find clues about him. I think, if I were him, I would keep what I want to tell you at home .”

"Yes, yes." Qingqiu was excited, "Why didn't I think of it earlier?"

"Calm down first." Ming Xia stroked the soft fur on its body and advised it quietly, "Don't act rashly for now, and don't let others see that we have this idea. The monsters are paying too much attention to you, and I don’t know whether it’s good or bad. I suspect that they are planning something secretly, and it might involve you. In short, let’s be careful.”

Qingqiu nodded again and again, Zhu Huai didn't have a good idea when he proposed to learn culture, and he knew this.Now that there are so many big monsters serving as his backing and counseling for him, Qingqiu also doesn't believe that these monsters with hundreds of grooves in their heads are aimless and just want to have fun.

I really want to know the outside world, not only through the "sixth group".Even water gnats have human families attached to them, who would believe that smart guys like Yiya and Zhuhuai don't have them?

Furthermore, Yiya and the others cannot leave Xishan, but humans can enter and leave Xishan—the Xishan has no cover to prevent humans from entering and leaving, at most, some people do not have the fate to really enter the world of monsters.

Is it difficult for monsters to understand human society with those human families who are greedy for profit running around and offering their hospitality?It's just that I always have a deep-rooted contempt for human beings in my heart, and I never put them in my eyes.As for the so-called high technology of human beings, they simply look down on them.

Qingqiu has no doubts, if it wasn't for the short video played by Ming Xia in the first session that shocked those monsters, which one of them would really want to learn culture.

Treat humans as fools, hum.

Qingqiu thought very disdainfully, it can see it, even the spirit of Mr. Hu can see it even more, I'm afraid he just put a long line to catch a big fish, wanting to see what these evil monsters want to do, By the way, it's all about brainwashing them subtly.

At this moment, the brain circuits of Qingqiu, who is a monster, and Ming Xia, who is a human being miraculously merged: the open and secret fight between monsters probably will never really stop one day.

The only difference lies in the different ages, and the form of the battle will be different.

Back in the dormitory, prepare lessons for Ming Xia, and help Qingqiu with his homework by the way—fortunately, this elementary school scumbag has already memorized the multiplication formula, and he has written all the homework stumbled.

After finishing their homework, one person and one fox took a shower, dried their fur, and nestled under the quilt together.When he seemed to be sleeping but was not sleeping, Ming Xia somehow remembered the Qin Ling that Yi Ya had mentioned.

Ming Xia felt uneasy, touched the phone to call his mother, unexpectedly the phone rang two or three times, and was quickly picked up, which surprised Ming Xia.

"Where are you?" Ming Xia asked uncertainly, "Is there jet lag? I don't want to disturb your rest."

Ming's mother's voice sounded quite lucid, not like she was awakened from sleep, "It's okay, your father and I are in Australia for a conference, and we will stay for about two days."

Ming Xia calculated the time difference with Australia in his mind, and felt relieved, "How are you all? Do you miss your son?"

Ming's mother gave him a stick, "I'm so busy, I don't have time to think about my son... Who is my son, who are you?"

Ming Xia was helpless, "Mom..."

Ming's mother smiled, "Let's talk, what's the matter?" Their family is busy, and they don't often do that kind of phone call just to ask about hello and me.

Ming Xia cut to the chase, "Mom, you said I was born in Qinling?"

"That's right." Ming's mother was surprised, "Why do you think of this?"

"Where is Qinling?" Ming Xia asked her, "Do you still remember?"

Ming's mother thought for a while, "I don't remember a lot of things, but I was pregnant at the time. When I set off from Baoji, your father went out several times on purpose to prepare things for the baby. What milk powder, small blankets What. The next few months were spent in the mountains, and during the period, I went around to the Sichuan Basin to stay for a while."

Ming Xia felt that his old lady was really not easy.

"The village you were born in is called Hengcun. I remember someone said that that place was called Fengzhou in the Southern Song Dynasty." Ming's mother sighed, "Oh, it makes me feel sad to ask such a polite question. I feel sorry for you. Other children were born in urban hospitals, but you were born on a small kang in the deep mountains and old forests. You had no milk when you were born, and you cried all day hungry. You were skinny and monkey-like... "

Ming Xia didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I didn't come here to settle accounts with you."

Ming's mother was in a bad mood, and her tone became harsh, "What else do you want to ask?"

"Have we been living in this Hengcun before returning to Yaozhou?"

"How is it possible? We still have a job." Mother Ming sighed again, "But you have been raised in that village. I entrusted you to a hunter family in the village. There are two girls in his family and no son. , the family has raised you like a baby for more than three years."

"I don't even remember."

"You got sick later and had a fever. Your adoptive father called me when he had nothing to do. When your father and I went to pick you up, the witches in the village said that you couldn't support you anymore." Ming's mother said with lingering fear: "We were so scared at that time. Hey, I took you down the mountain overnight, and drove to Baoji day and night..."

"Because you have a fever, you forgot everything about your childhood?"

"That's what the doctor said. Fortunately, there is nothing wrong with my brain." Ming's mother said: "A few years ago, we still kept in touch with your adoptive parents, and we sent things during New Years and holidays. But then they went to other places with their daughter, I can't get in touch any more."

Ming Xia felt a little regretful, no matter whether he remembered this childhood experience or not, he should find a chance to thank them.

Raising children is a trivial and hard work. Even if the Ming family gave money, the care and love in the process of raising children cannot be measured by money.

"Mom, did any strange things happen to me when I was young?" This is what Ming Xia wanted to ask most today.

"What strange things?" Ming's mother didn't understand, and after a while she said, "There are many strange things in the deep mountains and old forests. As for what you encountered..."

Ming's mother thought for a moment, "I remember your adoptive father said that he went hunting in the mountains at that time, and often brought some small things back for you to play with. It may be that you have a kind of soft heart in your nature to pity the weak. Your adoptive father said that those who brought home All the injured animals are also close to you, and no one else in the family is allowed to get close, only you can."

Ming Xia suddenly thought of other places, "What animals did you bring back?"

"Rabbits, pheasants and so on," Ming's mother said, "Aren't these the most in the mountains? Oh, and foxes."

Ming Xia sat up straight all of a sudden, "What kind of fox?"

Qingqiu nestled next to him, and it naturally heard what was said on the phone.It guessed that Ming Xia was suspicious of what Mr. Yiya said, and the words he asked his mother had a purpose.

Ming’s mother didn’t really remember these little things. She was busy with work at the time, and occasionally called the village to ask if the child was doing well and if she was sick.As for the little things like eating and drinking in life, even though she heard it, she didn't take it to heart.

Thinking of this, Ming's mother began to feel guilty again.She felt that she was an extremely selfish person. What kind of mother was she? The child was so young. She called to ask her son just to reassure her, so that she could devote herself to work wholeheartedly without interference.

Ugh.

"Okay." Ming Xia couldn't take it anymore, "I don't blame you. Besides, there are thousands of people in the world, and you are not the Gu family type. You can't be a good mother by force. You are you , you are such a person, I think it is very rare for a person to be honest and be himself."

This made Ming's mother burst into tears.

Ming Xia continued to comfort her, "I think it's good that you are like this, really. The society as a whole has very strict requirements on women, and it's amazing to be able to focus on your career under pressure for the rest of your life. Look at what you two teach by example, let me Take your job very seriously, too. There’s nothing wrong with that.”

Furthermore, Xia was taken care of by her grandparents very thoughtfully since she was a child, and she didn't feel that there was any emotional lack in her growth experience.Still the same sentence, there are thousands of people in the world, just be yourself.Whether you are the same as others, whether you meet other people's standards, is actually not that important.

"Oh, my son is sensible." Ming's mother was relieved, "He has grown up and is reasonable."

Ming Xia rolled his eyes, there is such a pair of parents who don't take the usual way, how can they live if they are ignorant.

"Hey, speaking of foxes," Ming's mother said, "I suddenly remembered that one year during the Spring Festival, your father and I went back to the village to celebrate the New Year."

Ming Xia's spirit lifted.

"Your adoptive father's house is halfway up the mountain. It's a little far away from the village. It's a bit remote, but it's quiet." Ming's mother said, "The day we returned to the village happened to be New Year's Eve, and firecrackers were set off everywhere in the village. As soon as we entered, we saw you and Your adoptive father yelled not to let the cannons be set off in the yard, saying that it would disturb the little foxes."

Ming Xia and Qing Qiu looked at each other, "What kind of little fox?"

"A wounded fire fox," Ming's mother said, "I look at that head, it's not a cub anymore. It was hunted by your adoptive father, and it was seriously injured. They said they couldn't keep it alive, so you just wanted to take it back. keep it."

"Then... have you been fed?"

Ming's mother couldn't remember, and after thinking for a long time, she said: "It seems that he ran away? During the few days of Chinese New Year, you were crying in the room early in the morning, saying that the little fox ran away and disappeared."

Ming Xia was a little disappointed.

This didn't sound like the "strange thing" he expected at all, which is what children in the mountains often encounter.They often take in some injured animals, and when their injuries are healed, they will go away by themselves.Occasionally, there will be some small animals with special spirituality, and they will come back with gifts in their mouths to thank them.

Ming's mother smiled and said: "The strange thing I'm talking about is that after the little fox left, a small red stone was left in the nest. It was round and nice. Your adoptive father said it might be ore from the mountains. Little fox Grab it and thank you."

Qingqiu wanted to speak anxiously, but Ming Xia stopped him.

Ming Xia pressed on the phone, "What is the little stone, please tell me in detail."

Mother Ming saw this with her own eyes, so she naturally remembered it clearly, "It's a little bigger than a longan, dark red, and looks very smooth. But when I touched the texture, it didn't look like a stone, and it was lighter than a stone when I weighed it. Coral or something."

"and after?"

"Later you hugged it to sleep, and when you woke up in the morning, it disappeared. You searched under the pillow and under the quilt, but you couldn't find it, and you don't know if it fell into a crack in the wall. You said it was left by the little fox. Yours, you cried several times."