Non-Human Sub-district Office

"..."

Lin Mu was stunned for a moment, then looked back at the nursing home, and lowered his voice: "How old is the old lady?"

"It's 93." Dahei bit the apple and walked back slowly following the trees.

Lin Mu turned his head to look at Dahei, who was gnawing on an apple, looking down at the road, with a very calm expression.

Probably have already accepted this reality early in the morning.

Lin Mu thought about it and said, "It's really old."

"Yes." Dahei nodded, "The sons and daughters are successful in their careers, and their peaches and plums are all over the world. This life can be considered joyful and rich..."

Dahei lost his voice while talking, Lin Mu turned his head to look, and saw that his face was full of loneliness and melancholy.

"It's pretty good." Lin Mu said, and didn't know how to comfort him, so he had to repeat it again, "It's pretty good, for a human being."

"Yeah, of course I know." Dahei muttered, thinking of Lin Shu who was a half-demon next to him, and thinking of the blanks on his information sheet, realizing that he might have caused Lin Shu's scar, he couldn't help but feel a little helpless, "I ..."

Lin Mu bit the apple and looked at him: "Huh?"

Dahei just wanted to say something, but suddenly smelled a faint fragrance.

——A clear and pure aroma of grass and trees, slightly sweet, with a few hints of faintly demonic aura.

Float over from the forest.

The dog demon with a keen sense of smell was in a trance for a moment, he didn't even step on his feet firmly, and staggered and fell.

Lin Mu was taken aback, and quickly reached out to support the colleague who was suddenly wandering: "What's wrong?"

Dahei shook his head, laughed stupidly twice, with some doubts: "What?"

Seeing that he seemed to be all right, Lin Mu slowly let go of his hand, and didn't bring up the sad topic before, chatting with Dahei one after another, and walked back to the office.

Lin Mu put the things on the table closest to the door, took the tool and began to pry up the fixing piece on the door frame.

The first thing Dahei did when he returned to the office was to take off his clothes, put on a long baggy coat again, and sit cross-legged on a chair, watching Lin Mu banging on the door that had been broken for an unknown amount of time.

Lin Mu fixed the door frame, and when he turned his head, he saw Dahei sitting there unsightly, frowning slightly, shaking his head from time to time.

"uncomfortable?"

"...No." Dahei frowned, "I always feel like I forgot something just now."

"Just now?" Lin Mu recalled, "When you almost fell?"

"Yeah." Dahei pondered for a long time, but couldn't remember what he had forgotten, so he simply waved his hands and rolled up his sleeves, "Forget it, the things you will forget are definitely not important, let's do something important!"

Lin Mu nodded, lifted the door up from the ground, and when he pried off the old lock cylinder, he looked up and saw Dahei holding his orchid fingers, as if he was twisting something, and carefully and piously put in a small palm-sized lock. flowerpot.

Then suddenly got up, stood in front of the desk and jumped up to the big god.

forest:"……"

What are you doing! !

Lin Mu was at a loss: "...what are you doing?"

Dahei made a silence gesture at him, and said with a serious face: "I'm giving birth to that seed."

forest:"……"

What are you doing! !

what's up! !

Do you monsters still want to dance to the gods after planting a potted plant?

Lin Mu was shocked.

Dahei jumped up and down for a while, then looked at the potted plants that were motionless, then slowly stopped, and sighed: "It still can't be planted."

"What can't be planted?" Lin Mu took out the newly bought lock cylinder and buckled it on the door, "clicked" the lock, fixed the lock, and asked, "What kind of potted plant?"

"This flower is called Chaomu, and it originally grew beside the Nai River." Dahei looked at the small flowerpot on the table and slumped into the chair, "Naihe, you know, the one called Wangchuan."

This tree knows that it is always mentioned in myths and legends, a river in the underworld.

The river is full of lonely souls and wild ghosts who are suffering. There is a Naihe bridge on the river, and you have to drink Meng Po soup when crossing the bridge.

After all, it is a level that ordinary people cannot touch.

"Why don't you come and try? We don't choose the growing environment, but the people who plant it." Dahei turned to look at Lin Shu, "I asked the old turtle to help me find someone who can plant it for a long time. He arrived I can't find it now."

Lin Mu remembered the words that Dahei had babbled when he first entered the door, nodded and asked, "Who is the old turtle?"

"Our colleague missed work today." Dahei opened the drawer after speaking, took out a small packet of seeds from it, and carefully separated out one.

The seed was dark, small and shriveled, and looked like a flattened black flying insect, and it was light and textureless in the palm of the hand, like black ashes after being burned.

"Just put it in the flowerpot." After Dahei finished speaking, he stopped Lin Shu from putting it into the flowerpot, "You can put it in when I'm far away. If you can plant it, you will be my father from now on!"

Lin Mu looked at Dahei who had turned back into a big wolf dog after saying this sentence and disappeared in an instant, Mu opened his mouth in a daze: "..."

He silently looked at the black dot in his palm, hesitated for two seconds between "maybe have a dog son" and "help a colleague save the dog", and then put the black dot in the palm of his hand into the flowerpot.

The seed wobbled and fell into the flower pot, sliding down through the cracks in the fluffy soil.

After a few seconds, Lin Shu saw that a small group of dark green delicate branches and leaves broke through the soil layer, stretched the branches at a speed visible to the naked eye, pulled out a little young white flower buds, and slowly bulged into a small buds, and then stopped growing.

It looks slender and delicate, and it looks extremely light, even the slight breathing of the trees makes it sway and tremble non-stop.

Lin Mu looked at this flower that did not belong to this world, and tentatively stretched out his hand to touch it. The big black dog over there slammed into it, caught sight of the flower on the table, and shouted hoarsely: " Dad!!! Leave flowers under his hands!!!"

Lin Mu shivered in fright, retracted his hands, turned his head to look at the big wolf dog rushing over on four legs, realized what he had shouted before, and couldn't help but choked up: "I don't have your son."

"I recognize you as a father and it's over!"

After Dahei finished speaking, he straightened up, resting his front paws on the edge of the desk, carefully looked at the flower closely for a while, his tail wagging like a small fan.

"It's grown." He muttered, as if he couldn't believe it, "It really grew!"

"Yes, it really has grown." Seeing Dahei's silly look, Lin Mu couldn't help but also smiled.

"Hey...it's really grown." Dahei circled around the stool that Lin Mu was sitting on several times, staring at Lin Mu eagerly, hesitant to speak and then stopped, hesitant to speak but then hesitant to speak.

Lin Mu glanced at the tail behind his butt that was flicking anxiously: "Is there anything else?"

Dahei wagged his tail coyly: "Yes... there is something wrong."

"what's up?"

Lin Mu is not against helping others.

Between people, it’s always right to show kindness at the beginning, and it’s never too late to take revenge if you encounter a white-eyed wolf or an insatiable greed.

Dahei took out the leash from the closet next to him: "Can you take me to that nursing home? Take that potted flower."

Lin Mu was startled, reached out to take the leash, and said, "Can't you go by yourself?"

"Dogs not on a leash in the city will be beaten to death, especially places like nursing homes, kindergartens and schools." Dahei put on the leash cooperatively, "Old Turtle has never been willing to go with me."

Lin Mu paused: "Why?"

"Because most monsters are unwilling to contact humans." Dahei said, "The number of half-monsters is actually very small, because human life is too short, which is unfair to monsters. Don't humans have a saying that it is suffering Always the ones who stay..."

"..." Lin Mu was silent for two seconds, then nodded, "That's the truth."

Dahei suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing again.

He turned his head and glanced at Lin Shu who silently fastened the last button on his back, and stopped talking embarrassingly.

Lin Mu followed Dahei back to the gate of the nursing home.

The old lady was still sitting there hiding from the shade, with a peaceful and serene expression. She was looking at a computer on the table next to her. In the picture was her daughter's family, who were making a video call with her.

Lin Mu hugged the flowerpot, led Dahei by the hand, and looked at the old lady through the courtyard wall of the iron fence.

Dahei squatted at the foot of the forest, watching the old lady touching the old pet outfit, chatting with her daughter with a smile on her face, but there was no one around her.

He looked at it for a while, then raised his head and whimpered softly.

The old lady seemed to be aware of the movement, she followed the sound, and glanced at the young man outside the courtyard wall, the flower pot in his arms, and the big black wolfhound in his hand.

The sun was so strong that one could hardly keep his eyes open.

The old man was in a daze for a moment, and when he looked there again, there were no young people and big black wolf dogs. Outside the courtyard wall, there was only a solitary flower bud growing, in a small flower pot the size of a palm, under the scorching sun. Swaying quietly.

The old lady looked at the flower pot in a daze for a long time, and burst into tears when her daughter's family called for her.

"Son, come back and see Mom for the last time."

The old lady tightened the cloth in her hand, and sighed, "Dahei is here to pick me up."