Group pet childhood creation god

It was the first time Xie Yunmian slept in the same bed with the parents, and he suddenly became nervous.

But the atmosphere inside is very relaxing.

I don't know which leader lit the aromatherapy, and the light aroma of plants and trees slowly permeated the air, which is not intoxicating, and it is very helpful for sleep.

The light is dim, only the floor-to-ceiling windows are opened a small slit, and the warm white moonlight shines on the ground through the slit, making everything appear hazy and soft.

Xie Yunmian turned over and hugged some parent's waist casually. His muscles are very strong, which can give children a sense of stability and security.

Xie Yunmian buried his head in it, stuck to the other side like a little doll, and fell into a sleepy dream again.

When Xie Yunmian woke up again, he had returned to the real world and was lying on his bed.

"Well……"

He rubbed his eyes and opened them in a daze. The sunlight passed through the thick gauze curtain, leaving only non-glare light, which was just enough for him to see things, but not so dazzling that he couldn't open his eyes.

The furnishings in the bedroom are still the same as when he left.

He wanted to sit up, but his body inadvertently touched a round and fluffy little thing.

The familiar dog voice sounded.

"Woooooh, Your Majesty, you are finally back!!!"

Xie Yunmian didn't react, and suddenly a fluffy little dog gnawed into his arms, accompanied by the unique whining sound of little milk dogs.

Xie Yunmian touched Gululu's little head, suddenly remembered something, and said apologetically, "Ah, I'm sorry, I forgot to bring you back souvenirs."

"It's okay! Your return is already the best gift!"

Gululu raised his head and looked at His Majesty a few times.

The little His Majesty was still the same as he had just left, wearing pajamas, fair skin, tender and delicate features, and a dazed expression, like a little doll.

Xie Yunmian slowly got out of bed, put on the little plush slippers, and went to wash up and eat breakfast.

The chef team of Western Fantasy World has prepared breakfast for His Majesty the God, and the hot food is placed on the dining table, exuding a strong food aroma.

Xie Yunmian grew up day by day, and as his body developed, the amount of food also increased little by little.Today's breakfast is babu tree milk juice, raspberry salad fruit, pan-fried lemon salmon, boiled eggs.

Xie Yunmian shared a portion for Gululu, and sat in the baby chair to eat breakfast.

It's eight o'clock in the morning, and he remembered that from eight to ten o'clock in the morning, an aunt would come to clean the villa.

This villa was bought for him by the previous leaders, and a very good butler team was allocated.The butler team can only enter the villa at certain times, so don't worry about the safety of your little ones.

Xie Yunmian didn't have a few mouthfuls of breakfast when he heard the door at the entrance open, footsteps came, and an aunt about 50 years old appeared in front of him.

Auntie is very good-looking, with a few thin crow's feet on her face, wearing a housekeeper's uniform, and carrying a special cleaning tool.

When she saw the child who was having breakfast, she was stunned, and said with a smile, "Master, good morning."

Xie Yunmian put down his breakfast obediently: "Well, hello, Auntie."

Auntie poured dog food for Gululu, then started cleaning the dining room, while chatting with Xie Yunmian.

"Master, how old are you this year? Two years old?"

Xie Yunmian proudly stretched out three fingers: "Three years old!"

Aunt: "Then when do you go to kindergarten?"

She heard that the child was being looked after by his three older brothers, who were busy with work and could only leave him at home alone.

Now that the child has reached the age of kindergarten, if he goes to kindergarten, he will not have to stay at home bored by himself.

But I don't know if his elder brother has arranged for him to go to kindergarten.

Xie Yunmian: "..."

He also doesn't know when he will go to kindergarten.

He didn't even know where there was a kindergarten and where to sign up.

Xie Yunmian looked disappointed.

The auntie saw the child's depressed mood, and chuckled lightly: "It doesn't matter, when you see your brother, just ask casually."

"I remember that there is a very good international kindergarten near here."

Xie Yunmian silently kept the words in his heart.

Auntie's hands and feet are very nimble, and she cleaned the kitchen and dining room in less than an hour.Then he carried the bucket to clean other parts of the villa.

Xie Yunmian had to go back to the office after breakfast.

God's office does not allow any outsiders to enter, so he doesn't have to worry about someone coming in to clean up when he is at work.

The office is very tidy, warm golden sunlight penetrates into the room with the cool breeze, and the roses beside the desk grow taller, full of vitality and strong colors.

Just as Xie Yunmian sat on the baby chair for office use, the computer screen turned on, and a text box from the creation system was displayed.

[Your Majesty, Your Majesty, do you still remember what I told you yesterday? 】

[A subworld is about to disappear. 】

His Majesty the Gods disappeared for thousands of years before, and the sub-worlds have no protection from the gods. If coupled with the chaos in the world and the rampant evil forces, the whole world will easily disappear.

This kind of thing didn't happen before, so the creation system urgently notified the gods and sent the gods back from the sub-world in advance.

Otherwise, Xie Yunmian could have stayed in Xihuanzi World for a few more days.

Xie Yunmian finally remembered what he was worried about before going to bed.

The computer shows the light blob of the subworld that is about to disappear.

This light cluster is very small, and the light it emits is very dim. It can't even be seen that it is shining, and it can only be regarded as a small gray ball.

It also couldn't sense that His Majesty the God came to see it, and just curled up in the corner pitifully, like a discarded ball.

Xie Yunmian frowned and asked, "What kind of world is this world?"

The creation system was silent for a while: [Little Majesty, have you read "Journey to the West"? 】

Xie Yunmian thought for a while: "I've seen some comic strips about Journey to the West."

[The background of this subworld is similar to Journey to the West. 】

Xie Yunmian's eyes lit up: "So, are there Monkey King and Zhu Bajie in this world?!"

【…】

【No. 】

It is just for the convenience of children to understand, so it uses "Journey to the West" as an example for Xie Yunmian.

If you insist on saying that the sub-world and Journey to the West only have the same background, they are both ancient backgrounds, and there are things such as immortals and demons.

The Creation System explained to Xie Yunmian in detail, and Gululu, who was lying on the side, raised his head and echoed Xie Yunmian from time to time.

Xie Yunmian half-understood, he was more concerned that the world was about to be destroyed than this.

Xie Yunmian straightened his back, with a nervous expression on his small face.

"...Why is this world destroyed?"

In the Xihuanzi world he managed last time, although the people missed him very much, the word "destruction" did not exist in that world at all.

Everyone in that world is living a good life, trying to protect everything related to the gods, and slowly waiting for the return of the gods.

Gululu was also puzzled, stood up, poked his head out, and stared at the computer screen.

Your Majesty is only three years old now, if he is asked to save a sub-world that is about to be destroyed, it may be a very difficult task.

Genesis System says:

[... There are many reasons why the sub-world is about to be destroyed, and it will not be clear for a while. 】

In fact, these complicated reasons all boil down to "the absence of His Majesty the God".

Your Majesty is just a child, it is difficult to understand why this kind of emotion will lead to the destruction of the world, the creation system did not tell Xie Yunmian.

[I am now randomly switching to any scene in the ancient sub-world, you can take a look. 】

Xie Yunmian sat upright, nodded his head: "Yeah."

The computer screen displayed a loading circle. After a while, the creation system finally connected to the ancient sub-world, and the screen appeared.

The picture is randomly selected in the sub-world, and it is not known which lucky one will be seen by His Majesty the God.

Xie Yunmian saw a black mass at first sight.

Xie Yunmian: "...?"

Could it be another little black cub?

The black mass quickly disappeared, replaced by dim candlelight.

This is a hall as big as half a football field, and it reflects a strange dark light.

When Xie Yunmian saw the scene in the hall through the dim light, his whole small body curled up in the baby chair in fear, with a look of panic on his small face.

The hall was filled with human skulls and bones.

This kind of skeleton bone is not the same as the bones of the undead.

Xie Yunmian clearly felt that the human bones covered in blood and carrion in the hall came from people.

"Ugh..."

Two seconds later, the Creation System mosaiced these human bones.

Xie Yunmian could only see a blur of white.

He mustered up his courage and continued to look at the screen where the camera was slowly moving.

The picture swept across the mosaic on the screen and landed at the front of the hall.

At the front end is a high platform with layers of steps. There is a stone seat on the high platform. The seat is very wide and covered with animal skins. The armrests are two bright moonstones.

A man was sitting in the seat.

This was the first time Xie Yunmian came into contact with the people of the ancient subworld, and his whole body suddenly became tense, and his heart couldn't stop beating wildly.

The man's hair was very long, falling down like a waterfall, and his face could not be seen clearly, only the sharp and resolute jaw line could be seen.

Xie Yunmian looked down, and then saw a large blurry mosaic.

Xie Yunmian: "..."

[Ahem, he didn't wear a shirt, and minors can't watch it. 】

Xie Yunmian could only see his lower/half/body in a black robe.

He crossed his legs, picked up a glass of black wine in one hand, and drank gulp after gulp. The wine dripped down his chin, slipped past the bulging Adam's apple, and disappeared into the mosaic.

He just drank jug after jug ​​of wine, very fast, completely stuffy, Xie Yunmian was worried that he would damage his body from drinking.

Xie Yunmian asked the creation system: "Who is this?"

The creation system checked for a while and answered to the gods.

【This is Demon Lord Qin Jin. 】

[There are two factions in this world, one is the Demon Dao, the other is the Immortal Dao, and the Demon Lord is the leader of the Demon Dao. 】

【... Demon Lord Qin Jin wants to destroy the world. 】

Xie Yunmian was stunned.

At the same time, he discovered that what the big brother drank was not wine, but blood.

The finished wine cup was thrown to the ground by the man, and broken tiles piled up on the pitch-black slate. The liquid left on the tiles should be mellow wine, but it was black and crimson blood.

Xie Yunmian was a little scared, wanted to see but dared not.

After drinking dozens of cups of wine, the man finally stopped drinking. He raised his head and looked into the hall, his long black hair brushed up with his movements.

Xie Yunmian finally saw his appearance clearly.

The man looks different from the leaders in the Western Fantasy world. He has a pure oriental appearance, handsome and tough features, heroic brows, blood-red narrow eyes narrowed, exuding a vicious and vicious aura.

Looks like it would eat a child raw...

"Woooooo!"

Xie Yunmian hugged the limp Gululu, buried his cheeks in the puppy's fluffy fur, and covered his eyes with the fluff, only showing half of his eyes to look carefully.

He looked down the hall where the man looked.

Xie Yunmian found that the hall was not only covered by mosaic bones, there were many people kneeling in front of the man.

The kneeling posture of these people is very humble, their backs are bent, their heads are close to the ground, and they look like densely packed beetles.

The man stepped down from the high platform, squatted down, raised the chin of the first person, and opened his thin lips lightly:

"What are you doing here? Didn't I say I refused to meet anyone?"

His voice was low and hoarse, extremely cold, without any emotion, Xie Yunmian couldn't help but feel hairy when he heard it.

The leader is an old boy from the Demonic Dao Sect.

He tremblingly said: "Sovereign, you can't go on like this, if you go on like this, the world will be destroyed..."

The man's voice fell into an ice cellar:

"I just want to destroy the world on purpose."

The old boy raised his cloudy old eyes, and looked at Mozun beggingly.

"Sovereign, you really can't do this, you are against the way of heaven—"

Suddenly, he suffered a severe blow to the abdomen, vomited blood, and suddenly collapsed to the ground. His whole body was convulsed, and he couldn't stand up no matter what. The mixture of blood and internal organs flowed out from the place where he was kicked and beaten.

The other children knelt even tighter, their foreheads touching the ground.

Men walked past him.

"Don't mention the way of heaven to me, the way of heaven is simply a scam!"

When he was a teenager, he had heard of the existence of Heavenly Dao.

Tiandao is a person, he is in charge of reincarnation and karma, and can love and save the common people.

But he grew up so big, there was a famine in his hometown, his family was slaughtered, and his parents died of the plague...

——The way of heaven has never blessed this world.

The aura of this world is getting weaker and weaker, no one is ascending, the people are dying, disasters are frequent, and everyone is living in unspeakable misery.

He thought, it would be better to simply let this world disappear.

He is Qin Jin, the lord of the demonic way, with the power of evil concentrated in one body, destroying this dilapidated world is only a matter of a moment.

Mozun brushed past the kneeling crowd, and walked straight to the exit of the sect, casting a tall and gloomy figure, the dark candlelight reflected on his strong upper body, his skin turned blood red as if roasted by fire.

...But he found that he couldn't leave here.

The culprit is the "heavenly way" in his mouth.

There are certain cultural differences between the Ancient Subworld and the Western Fantasy Subworld.

People in the ancient sub-world like to call the God of Creation "the Way of Heaven."

The way of heaven is Xie Yunmian.

Xie Yunmian couldn't quite understand what Qin Jin said, but when he saw that the other party was about to leave the room, he immediately became nervous.

This person is so scary, let him leave the room rashly, maybe he will really go out and eat children.

He quickly operated the computer and stopped the other party from giving it away.

In the eyes of Qin Jin in the sub-world, the gate leading to the outside world seems to have an invisible barrier that isolates the outside world, making it impossible for him to get out no matter how he walks.

How could someone stop him?

Mozun immediately became interested, frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Who is it?"

He sneered: "Are you trying to stop my plan to destroy the world?"

No one responded to him.

Qin Jin laughed even louder: "Okay, if you have the ability, come out and fight with me, if you win—"

"I will not destroy the world, and I will protect the 'Heaven' that you call well."

Xie Yunmian listened quietly in front of the screen: "..."

He turned his head and looked at Gululu: "Who is 'Tiandao'?"

Gululu: "The way of heaven is you. They are used to calling you 'the way of heaven' instead of 'gods.'"

"Um……"

Xie Yunmian stood up suddenly, as if he had made a big decision, climbed off the baby chair, and tried to walk outside.

Gululupidian followed him: "Your Majesty, what are you going to do?"

Xie Yunmian: "Fight him."

Gululu: "????"

Xie Yunmian lowered his head, his eyelashes trembled uneasily, and his voice was weak: "Because he said, if you win a fight with him, he won't destroy the world."

"I am the Dao of Heaven, and I have the duty to prevent the destruction of this sub-world."

"But..." Gululu glanced at Xie Yunmian.

Xie Yunmian grew up very small, only as tall as an adult's thigh, and his whole body was soft, his skin would turn red when pinched, and he looked very... fresh and delicious.

Falling in front of the Demon Lord Qin Jin, let alone a fight, Qin Jin might not be able to resist eating Xie Yunmian.

Gululu wanted to persuade the young majesty, but he watched the hot little eyes of the other party, and silently took the words back into his mouth.

Xie Yunmian walked out of the office, looking for weapons that could be used for fighting.

He found a broom in the storage room with a much taller handle than he, and he held the broom in his arms like a long tree root.

Gululu: "..."

Your Majesty...just be happy.

Xie Yunmian is the god of creation and will not encounter danger from his people.

Besides, Demon Lord Qin Jin might not necessarily eat children in a frenzy.

Xie Yunmian knew that if he wanted to fight the Mozun, it meant that he would have to come to the world again.

He just came back from another world yesterday.He wondered if this incarnation would happen too frequently, but then he thought that he was going to prevent the destruction of the world, and suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with his idea of ​​incarnation.

As a god, Xie Yunmian has a strong management right over the sub-world, and there is no need for complicated rituals and procedures to enter the sub-world, just sleep and you will be there.

It happened to be noon.

Xie Yunmian took a nap.

Xie Yunmian changed into comfortable pajamas, put the broom beside the bed, and lay down on the bed to sleep.

There was a small bulge on the colorful quilt, and a small fluffy head was exposed outside.

The children's bedrooms are warmly decorated by the leaders, there are no too bright decorations, and no glare of light can penetrate, and the air is full of the fragrance of plants and trees that can help sleep.

Not long after Xie Yunmian closed his eyes, he fell into a drowsy dream.

********

When Xie Yunmian woke up again, he was already in another place.

He sat up on the cold floor, smelling a faint smell of blood.

He found that his pajamas had changed into a small platinum Hanfu, the wide Hanfu wrapped his small body, and his feet were wearing white mandarin duck shoes

His hair has grown a lot longer, wrapped into a ball the size of a fist and tied behind his head, with a long hair tie hanging down.

His face was not covered by the broken hair, and his exquisite facial features were completely exposed. His lips were red and his teeth were white, his eyes were bright and his teeth were bright. He was like a money-giving doll holding ingots in the New Year painting.

Xie Yunmian's eyes gradually focused, and he saw clearly where he was.

He appeared outside the gate of the Mozun Palace.

And standing inside the door was the Demon Lord himself.

This time Xie Yunmian saw the man who didn't make the mosaic.

Mozun's upper body was still naked, and his skin was even stained with spots of blood. His muscles were perfectly contoured and very explosive.

Xie Yunmian has a vague sense of gender, knowing that he and Mozun are the same gender, and doesn't think there is any problem with the other party not wearing a shirt.

...could be a little rude.

But as the Dao of Heaven, he doesn't care about these small problems.

After Xie Yunmian came into the world, the barrier he set up for the demon king in the creation computer disappeared.

The man took advantage of the trend and walked slowly from the gate. Those who wanted to set up a barrier for him were still defeated.

Immediately, he saw a child half-sitting at the door.

The child's appearance was very good, with pink make-up and delicate skin, fat skin, and big eyes with golden light flowing like the sun.

He who has always disliked children was moved for a moment.

But the next moment, Mozun's expression returned to his icy look, and his slender legs passed directly by Xie Yunmian.

Xie Yunmian was afraid that he would walk away, so she hugged his calf subconsciously.

The Mozun froze.

The child's fluffy hair rubbed against his skin through the fabric.

The man said in a cold voice, "Get lost."

He only regarded the other party as a wild child who came out of nowhere.

Xie Yunmian was indifferent, like a kitten begging for food, hugging its owner's calf.

Mozun took out a few blood-stained silver coins from his pocket, threw them on the ground, and let the silver coins roll away far away.

"Kid, go pick it up."

Xie Yunmian: "???"

what?

He is not a dog.

Xie Yunmian wanted to tell Mozun directly that he was the Dao of Heaven, and the purpose of coming here was to fight with him.

But he always felt that if he said it, he would be eaten by the other party.

Xie Yunmian could only say pitifully, "Brother, I'm hungry."

The child's voice is thin and soft, clear and clean, like the babbling of a newborn animal.

Mozun felt the child's limp hand tightly holding his ankle, as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

He left the Demon Dao Hall, and he really wanted to destroy the world.

But who would have thought that a child would appear halfway as a stumbling block.

— That’s all.

His extinction is a matter of time, there is no need to rush for a while.

Let this child have enough to eat first, don't even be hungry because of the death of the world.

The man lowered his head and raised his boots expressionlessly.

"stand up."

Xie Yunmian stood up obediently.

Only then did he realize that the Demon Lord was much taller than he had imagined, and standing beside him really looked like a little animal cub.

Mozun bowed his head, and could only see Xie Yunmian's round head.

"Child, I will give you a meal, and get out after eating."

Xie Yunmian nodded.

*****

The place where the Demon Lord is located is the Demon Dao Sect.

As one of the world's two largest schools of magic, the sect has a city as big as tens of millions of disciples of the magic way live in it.

People who have entered the magic way enter the bigu period and do not need to eat anymore, so there is no place to sell meals in the magic way.

Mozun could only cook for the children by himself.

He strangled a young pigeon and planned to make pigeon soup.

He doesn't have the consciousness of "kitchen" and "dining table", so he just sits on the ground, cuts off a bamboo tube with his bare hands, and the bamboo tube is hollow, puts spring water and skinned pigeons in, and then burns them with spiritual fire to make pigeons soup.

Mozun felt that he had that serious illness, and planned to go out to destroy the world, but he actually cooked for the children on the way.

Xie Yunmian also felt strange, one second he put on an expression of wanting to eat the child, and the next second...he promised to give him something to eat.

He can only attribute this reason to the fact that he is the "Day of Heaven", and the people will always have a feeling of attachment to the god.

It can be used to save lives at critical moments.

He found a small leaf and put it under his buttocks, and sat opposite the man.

The utensils placed in the middle are pigeon soup being burned by the spiritual fire.

The firepower of the spirit fire was very strong, and the pigeons were stewed quickly, the meat was so tender that a layer of fragrant oil floated on the soup surface.

Mozun turned off the spiritual fire: "Little boy, drink up."

Xie Yunmian looked at the bubbling noodle soup: "It's hot."

Demon Venerable: "..."

Mozun's palm raised a gust of cool wind, cooling the pigeon soup.

Only then did Xie Yunmian pick up the bamboo tube containing the pigeon soup, and took a sip.

The next moment, Xie Yunmian didn't know whether to swallow the soup or not.

Pigeon soup was terrible.

Not only was there no salt, but Mozun's cooking techniques were also very problematic.

Mozun saw the child's face turned pale and blue, and vaguely guessed what the problem was.

"The meal made by the deity, eat it or not, and get out if you don't eat it, don't hinder the deity's work."

Xie Yunmian subconsciously asked, "What are you going to do?"

The Mozun was not afraid of scaring the child at all, and said without hesitation: "Mie Shi, if this deity succeeds, you will be wiped out in an instant, and you won't even be able to catch a ghost.

In order not to be hungry before death, you should finish the pigeon soup made by this deity. "

Xie Yunmian: "Didn't you say... you want the person who blocked you from walking out of the temple to come out and fight him. If he wins, you won't destroy the world?"

The man was amused by the child's innocent words.

"Child, you are so naive. Is there anyone in this world who can beat me? Otherwise, I wouldn't have the ability to destroy the world."

The young Mozun had a pretty face when he smiled, his peach blossom eyes were narrowed, his ink-like black hair was raised, and he was full of vigor, like a young man in fresh clothes and angry horse.

Xie Yunmian was serious: "What if the person who fights with you is the way of heaven?"

The Mozun was stunned, and then laughed even more unscrupulously: "I have never seen the Heavenly Dao, and I doubt the existence of the Heavenly Dao, it is a lie."

"Even if the Dao of Heaven really exists, he must be an inhuman and incompetent thing. Otherwise, why would he hide and never show up? He can't even protect the world."

So, he thought, it would be better to let this dilapidated world disappear.

Anyway, Tiandao didn't cherish it.

Listening to the man's words, Xie Yunmian hugged her knees, thinking that he was not like this.

Xie Yunmian whispered, "Brother, I'm sleepy."

Demon Lord: "?"

The man pointed to the side of the road: "You can sleep by lying on the side of the road."

Xie Yunmian shrugged his head and continued to pretend to be pitiful.

"It will be cold if you lie on the side of the road and sleep, and you will be stepped on accidentally."

"So, brother, can I stay in your dormitory for one night?"

The demon king paused, this child is indeed quite small, not much bigger than a kitten, if people passing by are not paying attention, they will step on him.

But it can't be the reason for the child to borrow.

Facing Xie Yunmian's eyes that were soft and watery, he was silent for a long time, and said word by word: "Just for one night, as soon as the day dawns, you get out."

Men don't know what's going on with them.

He hadn't been in contact with this child for long, but he actually pampered him in every possible way.

He doesn't like children, and it's impossible for him to have feelings like fatherly love for him, let alone have unreasonable thoughts about this bean sprout-sized child.

That's it.

Mozun asked Xie Yunmian to come with him.

His dormitory is not far ahead, and he will be there in a few steps.

But Xie Yunmian's legs were much shorter than his, and he was panting as he walked, his little face was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and the bun on the back of his head was dangling back and forth.

Mozun pushed open the door of the bedroom.

People who have entered the magic way don't actually need to sleep, the sleeping hall is only used as a resting place for him to close his eyes and rest his mind.

He didn't come to the bedroom very often, and there wasn't much magnificent furniture in it, only a bed, table, chairs, and wardrobe.

Xie Yunmian walked in cautiously.

The man went one step ahead of him, opened the closet, took out a small gray blanket, and spread it on the bed.

Xie Yunmian was stunned: "I don't need to cover so many quilts."

Mozun: "This is a pee mat."

Xie Yunmian: "????"

The man glanced at Xie Yunmian condescendingly: "A child as young as you will wet the bed at night, I don't want to hold you up to pee in the middle of the night."

"..."

Xie Yunmian took a step back, aggrieved: "I don't know how to wet the bed, I'm already three years old."

The man did not remove the changing mat.

Xie Yunmian could only endure the humiliation and accept his impression in the other party's heart.

He wanted to find an opportunity quickly, tell Mozun that he is Tiandao himself, and ask Mozun to fight him, if he wins, let Mozun give up the idea of ​​destroying the world.

Xie Yunmian was about to speak when something soft was stuffed into his arms.

This thing is a small animal doll with a pair of floppy ears, a pointed mouth, and round eyes.

Can't tell what kind of animal it is.

Mozun: "This is the nightmare beast's toy. Children who hold it to sleep will not cry at night and have nightmares."

Xie Yunmian lowered his head and looked at the little doll in his arms. The doll was very old and dusty, and had a stale smell that had been in the closet for a long time, like the smell of rotten wood.

It may not be easy for a man to find this little doll.

Xie Yunmian felt that this brother was not as scary as he imagined.

Xie Yunmian hugged the nightmare puppet and lay down on the bed.

He was covered with a wide quilt, and one of his fair cheeks was marked red by the bamboo mat. He blinked his eyes and asked softly, "Brother, don't you want to sleep together?"

The man sat down in the rocking chair: "Don't sleep."

He picked up a book at random and flipped through it.

Although he can't understand these literary things at all, and he can read fewer words than Xie Yunmian, so he can only read blindly.

Xie Yunmian asked cautiously, "Brother, why do you hate Heaven?"

The man frowned, reluctantly responding to the child's doubts.

"You are only three years old. Before you were three years old, many bad things happened in this world."

"For example, there was a plague in Tangcheng four years ago, and my adoptive parents died of that plague."

The man wanted to continue talking, his throat trembled slightly, and his eyes flickered: "Forget it, children don't understand these things, go to sleep."

Xie Yunmian curled up in the quilt, not even showing a small head, and the quilt bulged a small bump.

Xie Yunmian recalled the Creation System in his mind.

The creation system came to the subworld with him: [What's wrong?Your Majesty. 】

He carefully asked the question that worried him the most:

"Is the disaster that happened in this subworld caused by my absence and failure to protect them?"

【No. 】

[As the creator god of the world of ten thousand worlds, you cannot perfectly protect each sub-world.Each sub-world has its own trajectory, everything is...]

"I'm sleepy."

Xie Yunmian interrupted the Creation System for the first time, and didn't listen any more, covering her little ears with her little hands under the quilt.

He thought in his heart, if only these sad things hadn't happened in this subworld.

If you change to other children, these ideas can only be the children's beautiful vision.

But Xie Yunmian is the way of heaven.

——Heaven is in charge of reincarnation and cause and effect.

After Xie Yunmian fell asleep, something changed in this subworld.

******

After the child fell asleep, Mozun put down the flipped book, stood up, and glanced at the little figure on the bed.

Xie Yunmian covered herself tightly with a quilt, only a few strands of soft black hair were exposed.

"Tsk." The man helped Xie Yunmian lift the quilt: "I don't even know if I'm suffocated."

The sleeping child is very cute, her fair cheeks are pink, her facial features are exquisite and small, her thick eyelashes tremble slightly, like a butterfly resting on a flower petal.

Mozun had never seen such long eyelashes before, and he felt that they were so novel, so he couldn't help but look at them a few more times.

He couldn't tell whether such a good-looking child was a boy or a girl, anyway, it had nothing to do with him, as soon as the day dawned, the child should go away.

The world should also be destroyed.

Mozun left the dormitory, just pushed open the door, and accidentally bumped into a passing Mo Dao disciple.

When the Mo Dao disciple saw the cold and tall man, he immediately fell to his knees and kowtowed to the ground: "I didn't bump into you on purpose, please, suzerain forgive me!"

"roll."

The man kicked the other side without even looking at the other side, and kept walking.

All of a sudden, the demonic disciple did not know how courageous he was, he suddenly stepped forward and hugged the man's calf tightly: "Zong, suzerain, please don't destroy this world, my mother is still waiting for me in Tangcheng!" Let's go home!"

The man said coldly: "Four years ago, everyone in Tangcheng died due to a plague. Tangcheng is now a dead city."

"Your mother can't be in Tang City."

The disciple of Mo Dao was stunned, his face was astonished, as if he saw a ghost: "Lord suzerain, what are you... talking about? There has been no plague in the past few thousand years, and Tangcheng is the most prosperous and lively city now."

"........."

Mozun suddenly grabbed the collar of Mo Dao's disciple: "I'll go over and see now, if you dare to lie to me, I will destroy all your spiritual veins! Life is better than death!"

He wished that the plague hadn't happened, so that his adoptive parents would not die and he could spend his old age in Tang City peacefully.

But this is impossible.

What happens is what happens, and it is a cause and effect that cannot be violated.

Unless someone can modify the cause and effect.