Transmigration Book

The little handyman screamed piercing the sky, scaring the old man so much that he almost lost his breath.

The elders and parents breathed a sigh of relief to calm down their beating hearts.In a piece of flying chicken feathers, wool and animal hair, he calmly took off the little handyman's hand.With a clear expression of "Sure enough, you are a newcomer again", "Stop barking, don't worry."

No, don't worry?How could there be no rush?These are all valuable masters of spirit beasts. They usually serve more delicately than their ancestors, so they are afraid that the master will be dissatisfied and lose his job.Now all the masters in Lingji Lane are violently protesting, even if they sell him, they will not be able to raise money for compensation!Why not rush!

Tears rolled in the little handyman's eyes, and he was suffering endlessly.

Spirit beasts and alien plants, the unique darlings of heaven.Anything that falls on them is a spiritual treasure that is of great benefit to monks.

But in contrast, these items are not easy to obtain.Only when spirit beasts and alien plants voluntarily trade, will the obtained materials contain strange energy and be of real great use.

However, the Foreign Spirit Race has different temperaments, and even the lowest-level species has its own temper and personality.If you want a bad "entertainment", not to mention getting benefits, you may be blacklisted forever, and it will be difficult to exchange resources in the hands of this group from then on.

Robbery is doomed to lose everything. Today, almost no one is willing to try it; trading cooperation is difficult, and most monks do not have the talent for "breeding", nor do they have so much time, so they specially go to each The foreign spirit race has a good relationship.

As a result, a class of detached professions has emerged in the world of comprehension: ghost masters.Enter the Dao by cultivating foreign spirits, and supply the resources of foreign spirits that are extremely scarce in the entire comprehension world.

For these big shots, the foreign spirits under their command, no matter how high or low they are, are their precious lifeblood.If there is a problem with his lifeblood, no matter how kind and amiable the master is, he will never let him go.

The little handyman pinched his sleeves and kept wiping away tears.I was extremely desperate.

"Hey, hey, why are you still crying?" The old man didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and hurriedly explained, "It's all right! From this point of view, the young master has returned. After they welcome the young master, they will naturally return to their previous appearance gone."

As he said that, the old man was afraid that he would not believe him, so he pointed to a bright hen not far away, and gave an example, "Did you see that hen? Oh, a big egg was rolled. I guess it was kept secretly, A gift for the young master."

Little handyman: "???"

He heard that there was a large egg missing from the chicken coop that he was serving.The little handyman didn't care to cry at the moment, and immediately widened his eyes, searching for the fish that slipped through the net under his negligence.

He obviously took care of the chicken coop every day, where did the chicken hide its eggs!

Seeing this, the little handyman finally reacted belatedly.I saw that in the small courtyard that used to be harmonious and peaceful, now there are spirit beasts running around and flying around.Almost Beast Claw, a fine-looking baby, either carried or rolled, and ran towards the gate of the courtyard.

Even the exotic plants that usually ignored them, changed their lazy appearance, and began to shake their branches and leaves, rustling.It's like singing a song.

Those hard-to-pick fruits and petals, like rain, fell with a refreshing fragrance.It was caught by the delicate net made of grass leaves, and packed to the side of the flower bed.

There was even a fancy flower vine that adorned the parcel with the most beautiful flower on the branch.Immediately afterwards, the flower vines next to them followed suit.Rows of high-quality small packages with flowers, which are hard to come by outside monks who have lost their fortunes, are freshly baked.

Little handyman: "..."

My dear, this is not a welcome party, this is simply raining spirit stones from the sky!

"Young master feeds them like relatives and friends, after all, it is rewarding." The old man has been in Murong's house for a long time, and every time he sees such a carnival-like scene, he still can't help but sigh with emotion.Patting the little handyman on the back, he comforted, "When you work for a long time and see it every year, you will naturally get used to it."

Years, this grand event that earns millions of spirit stones, is it still held every year? !

The little handyman glanced at the grand occasion in front of him dazedly, and was dizzy by the imaginary mountain of spiritual stones.

At this moment, there was a uniform cry of spirit beasts not far away, "twittering" and "moo baa baa" mixed together, very lively.

The smile on the old man's face instantly widened, and his face was covered with loving wrinkles.Looking at the figure that appeared at the door, he smiled and said, "Look, the young master is back."

The little handyman turned his head, and the first thing he noticed was the hen he took care of day and night.

After watching the hen roll the egg to the boy's feet as if asking for credit, and remind him to pick it up with its wings fluttering, I recalled the desolate scene when I was ordered to fetch the egg, but was chased and pecked three times around the yard by the hen. shocked.

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When Murong Mingxi walked into his yard, it was no surprise that he received a warm welcome from all the cuties.

A large group of furries huddled together.In order to compete for the first chance to get close to Murong Mingxi, they used strange tricks and black hands frequently.Either you bumped into me, or I kicked you, which is comparable to a physical version of Gongdou drama.

The center of the storm with the most intense competition is surprisingly harmonious.In the direction Murong Mingxi walked, he gave way to an open space of just the right size.

Seen from above, it seems that Murong Mingxi has cultivated a kind of miraculous movement technique, and he is dexterous and free to pass through the herd of beasts.And behind him, Murong Ange was like a contrast between the sect's genius and the handyman outside the sect. He couldn't practice his body skills at home, and he was struggling to move forward among the crowd of beasts, getting farther and farther away from Murong Mingxi.

"Aww!" What's the matter with you?Why are you going further and further away!I also want to be hugged and touched by Xixi! [super fierce]

The little black dog was temporarily assigned to Murong Ange's side, and at this moment, Murong Mingxi was separated by a lot of beasts.Immediately, his hair became furious, and his claws patted Murong Ange's arm, urging Murong Ange to leave quickly.

Murong Ange was angry.

These little boys.Discrimination is simply not too obvious!

Surrounded by spirit beasts, Murong Mingxi couldn't take care of Murong Ange who was "lost" behind him for a while.Looking at the little guys I haven't seen for a long time, I am not afraid of the tiring of bending over and getting up.No matter how tall, short, fat or thin, they all smiled and stroked each of them tenderly, responding to the miss of the cuties.

The alien plants grew together in clusters, and it was inconvenient for Murong Mingxi to touch the little one in the center.When the path is transformed into a flower bed in Lingtian, they will take the water bottle prepared by the servants and water the exotic plants in the flower bed as a friendly greeting.

Murong Mingxi walked through the long welcoming line.The storage ring in his hand was squeezed into a small gap, full of rare and high-quality spiritual materials from the outside world.

Murong Ange went through ninety-nine and eighty-one hardships, and finally entered the door with the little black dog's dissatisfied eyes and fluffy hair on his head.Subconsciously stretched out his hand to test Murong Mingxi's body temperature, and was immediately frightened out of his wits by the wet and cold touch of Murong Mingxi's hand.

"Brother, just mess around with those little bastards. When you fall ill tomorrow, don't let Brother Ziqi see the joke. Go take a bath!"

Murong Mingxi was pushed towards the bathing pool, he couldn't laugh or cry, "Yes, yes, my little ancestor, please slow down."

"Wow!" The little black dog's eyes lit up.Stepping on Murong Ange's arms with his short legs, he kicked down and landed precisely on Murong Mingxi's shoulder.Using four claws together, they held onto Murong Mingxi's clothes firmly.

Murong Mingxi's shoulders were heavy, and when he looked sideways, he saw the poor dog looking at him, angrily and funny, "I'll take you in. From now on, you must be obedient, don't touch the guests, it's impolite, you know?"

"Wow~." The little black dog nodded obediently.Silently added later: Twolegs are not guests.A kidnapper who plots evil, sooner or later, Mo Bao will shovel him away from Xixi! ╭(╯^╰)╮

The little black dog followed Murong Mingxi contentedly, and took a comfortable and happy bath.I never thought that my plan was stillborn before it was successfully launched.

Murong Mingxi changed his clothes and stepped into the room.It was discovered that Murong Ange who was waiting here had disappeared, but Mo Ziqi, who had gone to discuss matters with Murong and his wife, was sitting at the table.Holding an exquisite dagger in his hand, with half-downcast eyes, he was picking pomegranate meat seriously.

It didn't look like the young master of the Mohist family who was rumored to be able to make the cultivation world tremble by stomping his feet, but he was unexpectedly gentle and peaceful.

"Come out?" Sensing Murong Mingxi's appearance, Mo Ziqi put down his dagger and raised his head.His eyes touched Murong Mingxi's wet hair, and he frowned slightly, "Why don't you put a soft towel? Even in Nuanyu's room, wearing wet clothes is not good for your health."

Murong Mingxi was stunned for a moment, then pursed his lips obediently and smiled.I'm embarrassed to say that the hair is too long. He has no self-cultivation and it's hard to deal with it. His family has always helped him brush his hair.But he didn't realize that from the very beginning, what Mo Ziqi said was not to let him dry his hair, but to use a wide towel to block water.

Mo Ziqi's eyes were dazzled by Murong Mingxi's cute appearance.Suppressing the heartbeat that suddenly stalled, he showed helplessness.He waved to Murong Mingxi, his tone softened several degrees, "Come here, sit down. I'll dry you off."

Murong Mingxi blushed, and was at a loss like a child when he made a mistake.Hearing Mo Ziqi's greeting, he obediently stepped forward and sat down, regardless of whether their current relationship was suitable or not.

Mo Ziqi stood up and pushed the small bowl beside Murong Mingxi to Murong Mingxi.I used the Zhang Zhao Water Talisman to wash my hands, adjusted it to dry and warm with the fire spiritual power, and then reached out to touch Murong Mingxi's hair.Carefully comb and dry strand by strand.

"Is this for me?" Murong Mingxi was a little surprised.

"Otherwise?" Mo Ziqi chuckled.As if teasing dotingly and said: "Little fool, I have to ask you all this."

Murong Mingxi was silent for a second, then also laughed.

Under such a scene, he certainly had some guesses about the whereabouts of the pomegranate meat.However, for the first time in his life, he received someone other than his family and gave him sincere and meticulous care, and he was always a little uneasy.

Between the strands of hair, the well-controlled fire energy flows slowly and regularly, making it warm and comfortable.But what was hotter than this was the ruby-like crystal clear pomegranate flesh in half of the bowl.

Murong Mingxi picked up the spoon and took a small sip to taste.After being surprised, it was full of novelty, "I really didn't expect that you are quite good at taking care of people."

Mo Ziqi in the dream has a bold and tough temper.Rare tenderness was given to his brother, but due to his personality, he was always not meticulous.

The real Mo Ziqi, although he wasted his childhood, finally returned to the Mo family.With a noble status, there should be thousands of followers serving him in everything.Conversely, it is not surprising that people can take care of others in every detail.

Mo Ziqi's movements froze for a moment.The feelings in the black eyes became softer, and he smiled softly, "I really didn't know it before. Aren't I studying now? It seems that Mingxi is very satisfied with my learning results. I am relieved."

Murong Mingxi squinted his eyes contentedly, thinking that Mo Ziqi was making fun of him.Then he responded, "Yes, I am satisfied."

Mo Ziqi stroked his hair.Gently, comb from crown to ends.The smile deepened.