Ancient Evil Jiao

After this little episode, when Zhuo Zimo found Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu was planning to go back.

The 10-year-old milk baby, who is only 1 meters tall, is carrying two large iron pots on his back, dragging a sack of things in both hands, and walking towards the mountains and forests. This scene is ridiculous no matter how you look at it.

Zhuo Zimo stood not far away watching, one couldn't help laughing.

Xiao Wu turned her head, stared at Zhuo Zimo for a moment, and said in surprise, "Why did you run out?"

The milk baby's face was round, and the small mouth was ruddy. At this time, because of surprise, the round face swelled up, and the small mouth opened, the cute appearance made Zhuo Zimo laugh again.

He stepped forward, carried two large iron pots behind his back and said, "Master allowed me to come out, don't worry."

Xiao Wu stared at Zhuo Zimo suspiciously and asked, "Really? Is your master awake?"

"Wake up." Zhuo Zimo replied lazily, and strode towards the jungle.

Xiao Wu dragged the sack and hurriedly followed.

Zhuo Zimo remembered what the businessman said about ginseng and ganoderma lucidum being worthless in small towns, so he asked Xiao Wu, "I only gave you a piece of ginseng, is the money enough?"

Xiao Wu nodded and said: "Of course it is enough. Ginseng is more valuable than Ganoderma lucidum. That ginseng was exchanged for 12 taels of silver at the pharmacy. I only spent 8 taels for so many things here, and there are still some leftovers."

Zhuo Zimo was shocked: "These things are so cheap?"

Xiao Wu said: "In this small town, the standard of living is not high, and things are generally not expensive."

Zhuo Zimo hummed thoughtfully when he heard this, but what he was thinking about was the ordinary man in brocade clothes just now. That man paid 40 taels for every shot. Can't sell it.

Thinking about it, Zhuo Zimo asked again: "Xiao Wu, can you use your spiritual skills to find out who the person I met at the market just now is?"

Xiao Wu raised his head to look at Zhuo Zimo, the corners of his mouth twitched and said: "You are my fairy, I am just a little demon for 500 years, I can't incarnate if I use the magic, and I can't use the magic if I use all the true energy to incarnate , Otherwise, if I knew you were coming out, I would follow immediately, but, did you meet someone just now? Have you met someone? What did you do?!"

Xiaowu stared at Zhuo Zimo questioningly.

Zhuo Zimo said with black lines: "Do you need to be so nervous?"

Xiao Wu said seriously: "Need, you can't get into trouble anymore!"

Zhuo Zimo's mouth twitched and said, "In the eyes of you and Master, do I only cause trouble?"

Xiao Wu thought about it seriously, and then nodded affirmatively.

Zhuo Zimo's face darkened, he picked up the baby boy, pinched his neck and said, "So, is your answer still the same?"

Xiao Wu stiffened in fright, and quickly shook his head. Zhuo Zimo softened his face, put Xiao Wu down and said, "Good boy, that's right."

After finishing speaking, she carried the iron pot on her back and walked forward in a good mood. Xiaowu looked at Zhuo Zimo's back with teary eyes, and cursed bitterly in her heart: This dragon is a devil, an absolute devil!

Back at the wooden house, he was surprised to find that Long Yan was standing on the deck with his hands behind his back, as if he was waiting for Zhuo Zimo's return.

Zhuo Zimo was taken aback, ran over happily, and shouted: "Master."

Hearing this, Long Yan raised his head, slightly softened his expression, and said softly, "I'm back."

Zhuo Zimo hummed, put the iron pot on the deck of the wooden house, rubbed it into Long Yan's arms, took a deep breath and said, "I'm back, Master."

Although it was only a stick of incense apart, Zhuo Zimo's heart warmed up when he heard a soft "I'm back". Staying in Long Yan's generous embrace, he felt a different kind of peace in his heart.

If there is such a person in the world who is willing to bear everything for him when he makes mistakes, appears in front of him when he is confused and helpless, and chooses to tolerate when he is unwilling to admit his mistakes, then this person will only be His master, only this master can treat him so well, so, by the master's side, Zhuo Zimo can completely let go of his body and mind, and his heart can be at peace...

Slowly stroking Zhuo Zimo's slightly messy black hair, and pinning the hair that fell beside his ears behind his ears, Long Yan sensitively sensed a trace of familiar smell on Zhuo Zimo's body.

He frowned, thought for a while, and opened his mouth to ask, "But who did he meet?"

Hearing this, Zhuo Zimo looked up at Longyan suspiciously.

Long Yan said: "Outside the forest, did you meet someone special?"

Zhuo Zimo left Long Yan's embrace, stood aside and thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "There is no one special, if there is anything special, there is one."

As he said that, Zhuo Zimo smiled slyly, took out the black jade hairpin from his bosom, and handed it to Long Yan like offering a treasure: "Master, look, isn't this hairpin beautiful?"

The hairpin is full of black jade, with a dull color, which is a common product found everywhere in the world, but there is a dragon head on the top of the hairpin, with thick eyebrows, a wide nose, and a slightly open mouth. It looks majestic, which reminds Long Yan of Gang When the boy was found, the boy frightened the two brothers and sisters outside the forest in the form of a dragon.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help softening his expression, nodded slightly and said, "Not bad."

"Hey." The young man laughed, staring at the golden crown on Longyan's head with burning eyes and said, "Master, don't you think it's too serious to wear a golden crown all day long? Take off the golden crown and use a hairpin to tie up your hair at random, okay?" , so it looks more casual, you see, I have bought all the hairpins for you."

Long Yan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Do you want to use this hairpin for me?"

Zhuo Zimo pouted: "Of course, otherwise why would I buy it?"

As he said that, Zhuo Zimo stepped forward and pulled out the hairpin that fixed the golden crown on Long Yan's head, took off the golden crown, handed the hairpin to Long Yan and said, "Master, show me how to wear it quickly."

Long Yan cast Zhuo Zimo's eyes helplessly, reached out to take it, raised his hand, and casually rolled up the blue hair covering his cheeks, and casually rolled up a sideburn on the top of his head, and fixed it with a hairpin.

Except for the dragon head, all other parts of the ink jade hairpin were buried in Long Yan's hair. The dragon head was exposed and slightly hidden behind Long Yan's head. The appearance of baring its teeth and dancing its claws seemed to be relying on Long Yan to scatter wildly. Zhuo Zimo, who was on the side, was amused. .

Zhuo Zimo laughed out of breath and said, "Master, you are so good-looking, I won't give you this golden crown, you have to wear that hairpin all the time."

Long Yan shook his head helplessly, and without speaking, he just watched Zhuo Zimo laughing presumptuously. At this moment, Zhuo Zimo felt his hand lighten.

He was taken aback, and opened his hands to see that there was a wooden hairpin lying quietly in his hand, and the golden crown had disappeared.

Zhuo Zimo was puzzled, and Long Yan explained: "This golden crown is transformed by my dragon scales. If it leaves me, it will turn into dragon scales and return to me."

Zhuo Zimo blinked, and said "oh", but his eyes were attracted by the wooden hairpin in his hand.

The whole body of the wooden hairpin is dark, long and columnar, with a pointed end and a hollowed out flower leaf pattern on the other end. The carving is exquisite. Zhuo Zimo fell in love with it after seeing it.

Looking at Zhuo Zimo's appearance, Long Yan said softly: "This is a wooden hairpin made of thousand-year-old agarwood. It's a pity to throw it away. You should wear this. It's better than the wooden hairpin on your head."

As he spoke, he stepped forward, waved his sleeves and raised his hands, and the hairpin disappeared from Zhuo Zimo's hands and was put on Zhuo Zimo's head directly. Is it handsome?"

Long Yan nodded with a softened expression, Zhuo Zimo ran to the edge of the deck and stretched his head to look at the water.

In the reflection, the young man has a deep outline, narrow eyes, and curved mouth, with a smile that is not a smile, and a familiar feeling, as if he has seen it in another person.

Zhuo Zimo looked at it suspiciously, and a white figure suddenly appeared in his mind. The figure had warm eyes, a smile on the corner of the mouth, and a gentle appearance. Compared with the reflection of himself in front of him, the gentle appearance looked so gentle. Zhuo Zimo suddenly opened his eyes wide in horror...

It was Bai Lianhua who I saw in the famous restaurant of your son that day!

When I first saw Bai Lianhua, I thought he was very familiar, but I never expected that his appearance was three points like her!

Why is it like him?Zhuo Zimo asked himself.

At the time of transformation, seven parts of his appearance resembled his own appearance in his previous life, and three parts of his appearance was unfamiliar. It came from nowhere, but now it seems that he overlapped with a strange human man.

How is this going?

Isn't it said that the appearance I transform is the one I remember and love?Then he and Bai Lianhua had never met before, so why did they look a little like him?

Zhuo Zimo was shocked and doubtful.

Seeing Zhuo Zimo's motionless figure, Long Yan stepped forward slightly and asked, "Zimo, what's the matter?"

Zhuo Zimo came back to his senses, stood up, looked back at Long Yan, shook his head, smiled like a cover-up, and said, "Master, Xiao Wu and I are going to tidy up our kitchen."

With that said, he walked towards the kitchen with two cauldrons on his back.

He subconsciously didn't dare to tell Long Yan this secret, and subconsciously resisted that Long Yan knew about this incident, even if he didn't know why he resisted...

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