Non-Human Sub-district Office

Yan Xuanjing learned this from Lin Mu.

Before Lin Mu left this morning, he kissed his forehead. Yan Xuanjing remembered the subtle numbing and sweet taste, and felt very warm and comfortable.

He thought that maybe when Lin Mu was in a bad mood, a kiss would make him feel better—after all, he couldn't think of any other way to comfort him.

The wilderness is so big, there are a few monsters that Yan Xuanjing can comfort him.

The elders will not show weakness in front of them at all, and even friends of the same generation are mostly competition-based, let alone the younger generation.

There is no junior who can run up to him and cry and act like a baby.

In the past, in Yan Xuanjing's concept, there were very few monsters who would cry when something happened.

To be precise, it should be said that it is a youkai who cries without purpose.

Because of living in the wilderness, most of the times, the monsters' every move, every frown, is purposeful.

In order to charm other monsters, to survive, to express one's dissatisfaction or provocation, etc.—Yan Xuanjing rarely sees monsters who cry purely out of emotional catharsis.

Many elders told him that it was the performance of the weak.

But Yan Xuanjing never denied the existence value of the weak.

Even the Nine-Tailed Fox has many natural weaknesses, but it can still use other methods to get to the top and stir things up.

It's just that they don't deny the existence value of the weak, and Yan Xuanjing doesn't agree with them very much.

Because crying won't help, the most important thing is to face the problem and find a way to solve it.

But Lin Mu's situation seems to be a little different.

The big monster who rescued Dahei and the others was probably Yan Gui, and the news that Dahei came over just confirmed what Yan Xuanjing and Yan Gui had guessed before.

Dixiu followed in Diwu's footsteps, and the group of big monsters who had a good relationship with him not only didn't notice it, they even couldn't find a way to help them.

After thousands of years, no matter whether it was the Great Wilderness or the Central Plains, they failed to find a place to suppress the Emperor's House.

Even in those places where it was clearly infiltrated by the power of the emperor's house and became invulnerable to all ghosts and changes, they went up to the heavens and down into the underworld, but they couldn't find them, and attracted The sky and the earth are chasing after him.

If Diwu hadn't come out by himself this time and found Dixiu, who knows what would have happened.

Yan Xuanjing looked at the dazed Lin Mu, and explained: "I was also guessing before."

Hearing what he said, Lin Mu stared at him with red eyes. He didn't have the soft and sweet expression when he looked at him before. He just said "Oh" very indifferently, touched his forehead that was kissed, turned around and walked in. After leaving the house, he closed the door in front of Yan Xuanjing.

Yan Xuanjing, who had had the door shut twice a day, heard the sound of the bolt being put on the door.

"..."

Yan Xuanjing stood outside the door in silence for a long time, thinking of Lin Mu's appearance before entering the house, he raised his hand to touch his heart, feeling not very good.

There is a slight sense of anxiety and the fine and dense pain of being pricked by needles.

It's not strong, but it's uncomfortable and tight.

Little Dixiu's mood was really worrying.

Yan Xuanjing thought for a while, and decided to let Toffee try again, and noticed four chilly gazes.

The vixen turned his head to look over, and saw four little radish heads protruding from the corner of the wall one on top of the other. Seeing him looking over, for the first time, he didn't shrink his neck to hide, but stared at him angrily.

"Bastard!"

"Bad monster!"

"Take advantage of the trees!"

"Still making Lin Shu cry! Bad!"

Yan Xuanjing's eyes sharpened, and the little monsters burrowed into the ground in an instant, and disappeared after a while.

The vixen didn't care about these little monsters, he took another look at the locked door, turned his head and walked out of the small yard, deciding to ask the mountain god for some calming gadgets.

This kind of gadget, a monster like Yan Xuanjing who is very calm in itself doesn't need it at all, so he didn't bring it with him, but Lin Mu obviously needed it.

Shenmu like Dixiu is very bad at this point, its power can only be applied to others, and it wants to forget its troubles and eradicate its melancholy, but it can only eat the fruit.

This is probably the so-called doctor not self-medication.

After Yan Xuanjing left, several little monsters ran out from the ground and looked at each other. In the end, the little ginseng opened the side door on tiptoe, walked in through the side door, and found Lin Shu hiding in the room. Not daring to disturb, wandered around the door for a few times, then angrily rolled up his sleeves, turned around and went back to the yard to deal with the pigeons that Yan Xuanjing had left behind.

Lin Mu closed the doors and windows of the room tightly, closed the blackout curtains, pulled the quilt and lay down on the bed, glanced at the phone, and found that the call had already ended.

He paused, glanced at the call time, and wondered if Dahei heard it.

Dahei did hear it.

But as soon as he recovered from the shocking news, he heard Yan Xuanjing on the phone coaxing Lin Mu with an overly gentle voice, and for a moment he only felt a severe toothache.

——Are these two planning to kill the single dog?

Dahei was very angry.

But that wasn't the point of his hanging up.

The point is that in the Taoist temple that got Dixiu to be with Diwu and was newly taken away by Diwu, in addition to the aura of Dixiu, there was also Dixiu's aura.

And the time was not too short, even if Diwu tried to cover up the breath with the blood of those people, he was still noticed.

As soon as they came out here, they got the news, and then the big monster who fished them out, who was in a good mood, exploded instantly.

Dahei's phone call was not at the right time. The big monster who was standing beside him silently exuding anger caught a few key words in his words vigilantly, and when Dahei silently listened to the conversation over there, he quietly Walking up to him, he reached out and pressed his phone.

Da Hei looked into Shang Yan Gui's pitch-black eyes, and felt as if he had suddenly fallen into an abyss. He was floating in the abyss, and he heard the voice of "You don't know Lin Mu's life experience" from all directions.

Then he nodded and said, "I don't know."

So Yan Gui looked away, and angrily went to the person in charge of this operation to ask for the address.

He is different from this group of useless monsters and humans, if he rushes over there now, he might be able to follow the smell and find the emperor's house directly.

Lin Mu lay on the bed, looked at the small fan that creaked and squeaked, took out his mobile phone after a while, and dialed the number of Diwu.

Diwu's phone calls to Lin Mu are always answered quickly.

Right now, he was looking very seriously at the jade lying on the table and the remains of Dixiu wood that were barely two palms in size.

Another part of Dixiu's remnant soul was retrieved, and the part that had just been fused together was not deeply resentful because it had always been in the Taoist temple.

But now, Diwu and Dixiu are trying to transfer the remnant soul into the wreckage of the body that is two palms in size.

With the wreckage of the main body, even if the whole body and soul cannot be retrieved, Dixiu can find a place rich in spiritual energy and bury it in the soil to raise it for thousands of years, and he can slowly raise it back - although Di Wu made it clear I have no intention of letting go of this matter.

The emperor's house is even more miserable. Too much time has passed, and it has been squeezed all the time, making it impossible to even go back to the wilderness to regain the power that once belonged to him, because the power is simply unbearable for him who is now weak, even if that power It used to be his.

But in today's Central Plains, they can run amok.

Diwu glanced at the lit phone screen, connected it and pressed the speakerphone.

"Hey?"

Lin Mu's voice sounded aggrieved and a little nasal.

Either he caught a cold or he cried—but no matter how bad the half-demon's physique was, he wouldn't just catch a cold.

Di Wu took a look at the faint light fluctuating between the jade and the small pieces of wood, lightly fiddled with the light, and signaled him to be calm: "What happened?"

Lin Mu rubbed the corner of the quilt with one hand, thinking of the information that Dahei had just revealed, he pressed his lips together, and asked in a low voice, "Diwu, I... where is my father?"

Lin Mu's tongue was a little stiff when he said the two words, probably because he was rarely able to speak—or he was too nervous.

Diwu frowned.

"I see, my father is the same as you, isn't it?" Lin Mu asked, sniffling.

"Have you found him yet? How is he? Is he okay? Is there anything I can do to help?" The more Lin Mu spoke, the more nasal his voice became. In the end, the two ends of the phone were relatively silent for a long time, and Lin Mu was careful. asked, "Can I... can I meet him?"

Di Wu took a look at the light on the table, and the speed of the radiance was getting faster and faster, and after half a minute, it was all transferred from the jade to the wooden block.

The wooden blocks were gradually compressed and elongated, and pieced together into a crooked human shape.

He sat up, with no face, no body details, and looked like a poor-quality wooden doll, with bumps on his body, and the whole size was not even comparable to the arm of a grown man.

Lin Mu felt very uncomfortable with the silence over there. He pursed his lips and said in a low voice, "Videos are just... just photos."

Hearing Lin Mu's words, the distorted human figure got up and stumbled to find the mirror on the table. He picked it up with difficulty and looked at his current appearance. He was dazed for a while, then turned around and shook his head frantically at the Imperial House.

"No." Only then did Di Wu respond to Lin Mu, with a slightly irritated click, "There was a little accident, and I will take him to see you when his condition improves."

Lin Mu tightened his grip on the quilt: "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Diwu supported his face, looked at Dixiu who was leaning against the mirror and tried to rub a face on the wooden block, and said, "Everyone, children, live a good life, just don't make trouble."

Lin Mu let out a muffled "Oh".

Diwu snorted, "Are you going to persuade me now?"

"Persuasion." Lin Mu huddled under the quilt, "If you commit murder, you will lose your soul. I don't want you to lose your soul, and I don't want your father to lose your soul. I certainly don't want your mother to die either."

Dixiu frantically rubbing his face froze, turned his head and staggered to the side of the phone, sat down, and nodded his approval to Diwu.

Diwu rolled his eyes when he looked at the little wooden figure who exuded a gentle aura as soon as he returned to his body.

This father and son is really biological.

Absolutely.

"Can Dad hear the phone?" Lin Mu asked.

Diwu slumped into the chair: "Yes."

"Father, mother is dead, and she has been away for five years." After Lin Mu finished speaking, he fell into silence, a little dazed and didn't know what to say.

After a while, he said again: "Mum didn't eat the fruit you left, but we still had a good time."

Lin Mu really knew too little about his parents. After saying this, he didn't know what to say.

Diwu looked at the little wooden figure sitting motionless by the phone, took out a cigarette, and lit it.

"...I've seen you in the photo album." Lin Mu asked, remembering his mother who was always flipping through the photo album, "Can mom see it?"

Dixiu thought for a while, raised his two thin arms, and bumped each other twice.

Lin Mu was startled, but unexpectedly understood the meaning: "Yes?"

Tixiu tapped his arm again.

"That's great." Lin Mu muttered, sniffed, and laughed again, picking up a new topic, "When can I see you?"

This question is a bit complicated.

Diwu took a puff of cigarette: "Just wait."

"I took in a few little monsters, a ginseng doll, two mimosa trees, and a small potato." Lin Mu said slowly.

Dixiu clapped his cubs applauded to show his praise.

What are the little monsters proud of?

No prospects.

Teiya rolled his eyes again.

Lin Mu thought for a while, and tentatively said: "The ginseng baby gave me some seeds. I planted a lot of elixir in the small yard at home, and all of them have matured. If the abstract is broken, I don't know if I can help you."

Diwu and Dixie had a meal.

Diwu snuffed out the cigarette in his hand, and stuffed the unprepared little wooden figure into his pocket: "Nephew, wait, I'll bring your father here!"

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