Non-Human Sub-district Office

Diwu asked Lin Mu's address, and just as he hung up the phone, he felt that he was poked on the waist a few times.

Dixiu poked his head out of his trouser pockets, and beat Diwu's waist vigorously with two wooden arms that could not form the shape of his hands. Seeing him lower his head, he looked up at him and hit him a few more times. .

Diwu took him out of his pocket, passed his hands under the arms of the little wooden man, and lifted him up: "What are you doing?"

Dixiu raised his foot and kicked Diwu's straight nose.

Diwu hissed softly, leaned back to avoid Dixiu's next attack, and simply put him on the table, muttering: "What's there to be angry about? Anyway, your resentment is very weak now, it's not impossible See."

The little wooden man raised his hand and patted his face.

"You are just a ball and your son will not dislike you." Diwu said, "And he said that there is your fruit in the house. If you swallow that fruit later, it will probably be much better."

Dixiu paused and shook his head.

Di Wu thought that the fruit was left by Di Xiu to his daughter-in-law. After thinking about it, he didn't say anything more. He just said, "It's better to have a panacea for our situation. If it's not that we can't go back to the wilderness, we don't need to go back to the wilderness like now." so."

The current situation of the emperor's house, returning to the wilderness is basically the same as delivering food to other monsters. Although it is not impossible to find those friends, every minute before finding them is full of danger.

Diwu, who had already overturned the car once due to carelessness, did not want to take this risk at all.

He chose to understand the affairs of the Central Plains first, and then raise him for 800 years before returning to the Great Wilderness to regain his strength.

He can take his time to avenge the revenge of the Great Wilderness.

There is no point in going back to the Great Wilderness now, and Diwu doesn't know where to find his own strength for the time being, even if he knows, he will not be able to get it back at all given his delicate body, frail body, mental instability and vicious blood.

——Maybe he can be killed by the power he stripped out without the help of other monsters.

If it really happened that he was killed by his own power, then the reputation of his emperor's house will definitely be passed down through the ages, and he will be regarded as a typical negative example for educating his own cubs by the monsters in the wilderness.

That's stupid.

It doesn't fit his image of being wise and martial without flaws at all.

If there is an elixir, life will be much more comfortable.

It's been more than half a year since I came out, and I have gathered some monsters with good abilities, but the Central Plains is still dominated by humans after all.

The world of human beings means that monsters are not the mainstream, but the dark side that needs to be hidden. As human beings gradually give up cultivation and study technological foreign objects, the aura of the earth that cannot be fed back will naturally decline.

The aura of the Central Plains is exhausted, and the elixir is naturally difficult to grow.

This is why the monsters under Diwu's hands don't have any elixir in stock at all, and they can't even help at all.

Dixiu looked down at himself, and stopped talking.

Because his current situation can't help with the cultivation of elixir.

When he was still a complete tree, it was very, very simple to attract the light flow of the essence of the sun and the moon to nourish the water and soil.

After being disassembled, it is not as powerful.

Trying my best, one or two flowers will come down to reach the sky in a day, and just these one or two flowers will not be willing to fall into his arms because the resentment from him has not been dispelled.

The reality is - he needs the elixir now too.

Very much needed.

Probably because of the origin of plants, things like elixir, placed on plant monsters like them, are far more useful than those special monsters that are formed from animals or cultivated in heaven and earth to produce spiritual wisdom.

In addition to the medicinal effect, what is more useful to them is the aura in the elixir.

These auras, other monsters can't directly digest them, but they can.

A fresh elixir is far more effective for them than the effect of refining the elixir.

And what they need now is the nourishing aura in the elixir to stabilize and strengthen the spirit.

"The last time I saw Lin Mu, his demonic power was not even comparable to a young monster." After Diwu finished speaking, he opened a box and rummaged through it, "It's only been a month since we last met. Well, let’s say that a batch of elixir has already matured, and I think it’s probably because it has attracted the light of the sun and the moon, otherwise the elixir wouldn’t be ripe so quickly.”

Dixiu nodded when he heard the words, got up from the table, ran to the mirror again, and continued to try to rub his face to get out.

Diwu looked back at him, sighed heavily, and shook his head.

How could it be rubbed out?

So stupid, there is no help.

He withdrew his gaze and continued to rummage: "It is safe to attract the sun and moonlight flow, it seems that the fox squatting next to him is quite reliable."

Di Xiu thinks this is the reason.

He has always had a good impression of the Nine-Tailed Fox, who made him a demon for so many years, and those Nine-Tailed Foxes are the ones who like to run into the valley the most and bring him some free books and food.

The reason why he has some understanding and longing for the outside world is indeed because of the joys, sorrows, joys, sorrows, joys and bustle of the market that Yan Gui described to him.

"Okay, I've found everything." Diwu took a few small bags and stuffed them into his pockets, bulging.

He patted: "The elixir seeds that were stolen from the house."

Dixiu looked back at him, looking at himself in the mirror, very distressed.

Going to see my son like this, there is no passion and joy of reunion.

My son should be very worried.

Dixiu let out a long sigh.

Diwu looked at Dixiu who made a sigh but didn't make a sound, picked him up and stuffed him into the other pocket, watched him stick his head out of the pocket, and poked him with his heel finger : "Okay, let's go!"

Dixiu raised his hand and lightly touched his fingers, indicating that he was ready.

Lin Mu hung up the phone, and a carp jumped up from the bed, feeling that today was a thrilling day like a roller coaster.

He put down his phone in a panic, sat on the edge of the bed, wanted to prepare something, but didn't know what to prepare.

—He is going to see his father.

wrong.

He has a father.

Lin Mu wandered around the room for a few times, but he didn't have any real sense of this fact. He just felt his blood surge, his heart beating like a drum beating in the wind, and even his breathing was chaotic.

Toffee came back with a blade of grass in his mouth.

As soon as he entered the house through the side door, he was blocked by the little ginseng.

The little ginseng looked at the grass he was holding, and smelled it closely: "Is it the mint spirit grass raised by the mountain god uncle?"

Toffee sat where she was, looking at him with some doubts.

"Toffee, that big monster just now...that one named Yan Xuanjing, made Lin Mu cry." The little ginseng complained—he knew that Toffee was a monster who was hiding a lot.

He doesn't know exactly what it is, but it doesn't matter, anyway, toffee is very good for trees.

The little ginseng said in a childish voice: "Lin Mu must be in a bad mood right now, you can comfort him, I'll go and make some cold and delicious food for Lin Mu, can you accompany him?"

Toffee nodded, watching the little ginseng reach out and grab two leaves of the spirit grass he was holding, avoiding the little monster who was jumping into the kitchen, and went up to the second floor.

He looked at Lin Shu's closed door, raised his front paw and scratched at the door.

Lin Mu heard the sound and stepped forward to open the door.

A cool breath rushed towards the face, with a slight stimulation and a refreshing coldness.

It smells like mint.

Lin Mu squatted down, took down the grass that Toffee was holding, looked through it, and found that it was mint.

But ordinary mint doesn't have such a big smell.

Lin Mu shook the grass in his hand: "For me?"

Toffee looked at him and shook his ears.

Lin Mu glanced at the fur on Toffee's chest, and found that it was stained with dust.

He stretched out his hand and spread it out: "The right hand."

Toffee placed her right paw in his palm.

Lin Mu saw that the toffee's nails were stained with some soil debris, which was quite fresh.

Lin Mu looked at the grass in his hand again.

It should have just been dug for him from the mountain, and even the roots are intact.

Lin Mu couldn't help hugging his dog tightly, and rubbed his forehead against his forehead.

The vixen narrowed his eyes slightly, drooped his ears, and rubbed back a few times.

Halfway through the rubbing, I heard Lin Mu say: "Toffee is better."

The vixen has a meal.

"Don't learn from Yan Xuanjing when you became a genius, it's pretty good now." Lin Mu said, "Yan Xuanjing is bad."

Yan Xuanjing: "?"

How could it be broken.

Lin Mu hugged the dog and murmured, "How could he hide such an important matter from me?"

"It's fine to hide it, and I don't know how to repent." Lin Mu condemned, "He still... still... kissed me!"

After Lin Mu finished speaking, he got stuck, and only after he lost his temper did he realize what happened belatedly.

forest:"?"

Lin Mu touched his forehead: "Why did he kiss me?"

This really confuses the handsome me.

"Forget it." Lin Mu muttered and pressed his hand to his forehead, his face was a little hot, "He is actually a good vixen, I guess he was protecting me before."

Otherwise, why would the majestic young master of Qingqiu country run into his small courtyard and teach him how to use demon power.

Does Yan Xuanjing have that much free time?

Certainly not.

It can't be possible that he fell in love with his family's sun and moon essence and elixir—just kidding, will the young master of Qingqiu be short of these things?

Lin Mu felt that there must be no shortage.

The things he can get, the big boss with high status and authority may be too tired to even bother to look at them.

Apart from recognizing his identity and protecting him, Lin Mu really couldn't think of any other reason.

"It's a good fox." Lin Mu muttered, "But I'm still very angry."

Yan Xuanjing helped him, of course Lin Mu was grateful.

But he kept such an important matter from him, and Lin Mu was also angry.

Anger is not in conflict with gratitude.

Lin Mu plucked the dog's fur and squinted his eyes.

If Yan Xuanjing comes again later, let him eat potatoes for a week.

The vixen, who was so comfortably touched by little Dixiu and even dozed off, felt a chill down his spine, opened his eyes and sat up straight, looking around vigilantly.

Lin Mu tidied up the mint that Gouzi had given him, took it downstairs and found an empty flowerpot to plant it, and turned his head to be iced by the cup that was near his face.

Little Ginseng walked up to him with a cup of drink: "Clang clang clang! Lemon mint tea!"

Lin Mu looked at the two mint leaves soaked in the cup, washed his hands, took the drink from the little ginseng, and rubbed the little ginseng's head vigorously.

The little ginseng shook its head lightly after being rubbed, looked at Lin Mu's smiling face, heaved a sigh of relief, wrinkled his nose, grabbed Lin Mu's sleeve and whispered: "Lin Mu is not angry anymore, we just ignore Yan Xuanjing from now on. gone."

Yan Xuanjing lay on the side, looked at the little ginseng who softly comforted Lin Shu, and squinted his eyes.

The little bastard who dragged his feet.

Lin Mu rubbed the little ginseng's head and said, "That still won't work."

The little ginseng puffed up her face, and let out a muffled "Oh": "It's good that Lin Mu is not sad."

Hearing this, Yan Xuanjing flicked his tail, wrapping around Lin Shu's ankles.

Lin Mu looked at the toffee next to his feet, took a deep breath, and stood up: "Eat first, then clean up the house—there will be guests coming in these two days."

The little ginseng followed behind the trees step by step and acted as a little tail: "I'll help!"

Lin Mu shook his head, what he wanted to clean up was not his own room, but his mother's room.

He didn't want others to enter his mother's room.

But when Dad came back, it was better to sleep there.

The emperor's house can sleep in a guest room, but because Yan Xuanjing occasionally stayed overnight, the guest room only needs to be cleaned, and the task is not heavy.

Lin Mu thought for a while, and said to Little Ginseng: "Can you help me tidy up some ventilation rooms and move those potted plants that need to be moved?"

Little Ginseng nodded: "Good!"

After Lin Shu and Little Ginseng finished their meal, they did a thorough cleaning, tidying up several rooms and ventilation rooms.

Lin Mu looked at Toffee lying in the yard, and squinted his eyes.

"Should I give Toffee a bath?" Lin Mu asked the little ginseng next to him in a low voice.

Little Ginseng looked at the dignified dog lying in the yard enjoying the moonlight, thought for a while, and then showed a shocked expression: "Toffee hasn't bathed for a month!"

Lin Mu didn't quite know how often it was appropriate for the dog to take a bath.

But today, since I remembered it, I washed it. Dad should be here in the next two days, so that Toffee can make a good impression on Dad.

Toffee is not like other dogs. She cooperates unexpectedly with bathing. She doesn’t show any signs of fuss. The legs looked fluffy, at least two times fatter than before, like a swollen fur ball.

Originally, when Lin Mu first met him, he could still find some slight traces of the brushed hair, but now the whole ball of hair is blown up, and it is completely invisible.

Lin Mu dug out the comb he bought to groom the dog.

Summer is the time for dogs to shed their hair, and when you comb it, you will get a large group of soft and white fluff.

Lin Mu combed for half an hour, looked at the dog on the left, and at the fur on the right that was almost the same size as the dog, then went back to find a big bag, packed it, and was going to learn how to tie felt or something.

"The shedding of hair is so severe, don't you lose your hair after you become fine?" Lin Mu muttered while cleaning the dog's hair, and then paused, thinking that foxes seem to be canines.

He looked at the white wristband that he had been wearing on his wrist all the time, thinking about when to ask Dahei about this wonderful secret.

Lin Mu bent down and picked up another ball of fur.

There was a sound of "噗" outside the window, setting off a green flame all over the sky, illuminating the courtyard as brightly as day.

Toffee, who was lying next to him, looked serious, and he stood up suddenly, staring up at the green wall of fire, smelling blood and fierceness soaring into the sky.

Lin Mu also straightened up suddenly, frowned and turned his head to look out the window, and heard a faint curse.

The voice was a little familiar, but it was unreal from a distance.

Lin Mu looked at the twilight wall of fire with a serious face. Following the curse, a large part of it was suppressed, and the blood came rushing towards his face, carrying heavy karma, like an indestructible sharp blade splitting the wall of fire. , straight in.

A big monster who has a huge blood barrier and murder.

This breath had never been heard in Yan Xuanjing's 500 years of memory.

It's an unknown monster.

The visitor is not good.

With a kick of his hind legs, Yan Xuanjing jumped out of the wide-open window, his body swelled against the wind, his snout elongated, and with a flick of his tail behind him, another eight were born, giving birth to a cold light like sharp blades under the moonlight.

With a flick of its tail, the nine-tailed fox blocked the little Dixiu in the house, bared its sharp claws, and bared its fangs at the ferocious monster outside the green fire wall.

Diwu looked at the shaggy nine-tailed fox in front of him, was stunned for two seconds, and then laughed out of shame.