Non-Human Sub-district Office

Lin Mu looked at the remaining gaudy beds, not knowing what to do with them.

Little Ginseng and his three friends stood at the door, looking eagerly at the cute little toys in the room.

"It's so beautiful." Little Mimosa said in a low voice.

"Yeah, it's really pretty." Little Ginseng grabbed his little bellyband and looked over there eagerly.

Little Tudou looked at a bamboo dragonfly in the arms of the little wooden man over there, and said enviously, "I want to play too."

Lin Daxie followed and nodded.

The four little monsters looked at each other, you pushed me and I pushed you, and finally the little ginseng was pushed to the front by them.

Lin Ginseng was burdened with the expectations of the three little friends, so he pouted and whispered, "But Lin Mu didn't say he would give it to us."

The three little monsters lowered their heads in frustration.

Among the four little monsters, although only Lin Tudou looks like a young boy who has just started to develop, the oldest one is actually Little Ginseng.

He tried his best to put on airs of an older brother, and said in a childlike voice: "Lin Mu took us in, bought us a slide, and gave us juice and snacks every day. It's good enough, don't be too greedy."

That's what he said, but the way he stared at those boxes of toys was not convincing at all.

Yan Xuanjing looked back at them.

The four little monsters shrank their heads and hid.

Lin Mu also heard the commotion over there, he turned his head and glanced at the little wooden man who was trying hard to rub the bamboo dragonfly, and asked Yan Xuanjing in a low voice, "Can I play for them?"

In the end it was Yan Xuanjing who bought it, Lin Mu naturally wanted to seek his opinion.

Yan Xuanjing didn't care at all, he nodded, watched Lin Mu carrying the box to distribute toys to the little ones, and then turned his head to toss a few door panels on the ground.

Lin Mu always seems to be able to find something to do, and he lives a lively life without being lonely at all.

Always busy, like a little spinning top.

Yan Xuanjing heard the thumping sound, turned his gaze away, and saw that Dixiu, who was sitting on the clown bed, had put down the bamboo dragonfly, and was holding a small tambourine tinkling around.

Seeing Yan Xuanjing looking over, Di Xiu waved to him.

Yan Xuanjing sat down and leaned over.

Dixiu pointed to the trees, then pointed to his face, then raised his hand and placed it on the side of his face.

Yan Xuanjing paused slightly, and asked, "Tell me about trees?"

Di Xiu hurriedly nodded, sat down with his tambourine in his arms, and rubbed his hands a little embarrassedly.

It seems a bit strange that you can only learn about your own children from others.

But Di Xiu didn't know what to do—obviously, Lin Mu didn't know how to get along with him.

His son was a little cautious in front of him, Dixiu could tell.

Both father and son don't know how to face each other, because they don't have much understanding and no emotional foundation.

Even though Lin Mu has tried very hard to find a topic, he seems to feel that the only thing he can tell his father is about his mother, and he always mentions his own affairs in a few words.

Lin Mu itself is not the kind of compulsive machine that can talk about stand-up comedy alone. Dixiu can't respond to him now. After he finishes talking, he doesn't know what to say, so he has to do something for him instead. matter.

For example, make some small toys, a small bed, take him to see the sunrise, help plant some elixir and so on.

Dixiu was somewhat anxious, but he also understood that it was useless to be anxious about such things.

Only when he collected enough souls and bodies, at least he could speak.

But this is not a big problem, Dixiu shook the tambourine in his arms, listening to the tinkling sound of the tambourine, he looked at the trees outside the yard.

They still have a long, long time to get along slowly.

"Lin Mu..." Yan Xuanjing considered his words, and after a while, he could only hold back a dry sentence, "He's a pretty good half-demon."

Di Xiu: "..."

"..."

Yan Xuanjing also felt that what he said was a bit too stupid.

He was silent for a while, and simply stopped thinking about it.

"He lived a very lively life, which is not quite the same as my father who likes to deliberately create excitement." Yan Xuanjing's tone of speech was always cold and clear, but very peaceful, so peaceful that he could not tell that he was talking to his father. Buckle up, "His lifestyle is still like that of a human being."

For monsters like them, the door panels can basically be done with a single method. The trivial chores are either done by subordinates, or there are very convenient methods. There are very few things that need to be done by themselves.

So they are very idle and have nothing to do, so life is like a pool of stagnant water without fluctuations.

Even Yan Xuanjing had to admit that such a life was indeed very boring.

So many big monsters would choose to sleep for dozens or hundreds of years to pass the time, but there are also some who don't do this, such as Yan Gui.

Although Yan Gui always lay lazily on the roof of the palace basking in the sun, he never chose to sleep. He likes to be full of wild waves, and he will jump wherever there is excitement, and he can find friends everywhere. friend.

But the trees that grew up as humans were different from them.

He is used to doing everything by himself instead of formulating tricks, so it is always very lively.

Yan Xuanjing paused after finishing speaking, and then added: "But it didn't seem like that at first."

It wasn't like that at first.

Yan Xuanjing looked at Lin Mu who was standing in the yard humming, and remembered that when they first met, the whole house was quiet and empty, and even Lin Mu himself didn't like to talk much.

Probably also a person who has nothing to say.

"When I first met him, he was thinking of raising a dog to accompany him." Yan Xuanjing recalled what Dahei told him, and said, "His colleagues said that he has no parents and has been alone for so many years. Lonely, he just wanted to raise a dog——he thought I was a stray dog ​​with enlightened intelligence at first, and he always looked forward to my becoming a spirit."

If it becomes refined, it will have a long lifespan.

You can stay with him for a long time.

Yan Xuanjing understood this feeling very well, it would be too hard to bear if he was always alone for a long time.

Friends or partners or family members, there should always be a few who can accompany each other.

That's why most monsters don't like to approach humans.

Because human beings have almost the same intelligence and emotions as them, the life span is extremely short for them.

They are not suitable to be friends, nor are they suitable to be partners or family members.

Yan Xuanjing talked about Lin Mu intermittently, only then did he realize that he knew Lin Mu quite well without knowing it.

But it's true, Lin Mu is only so old, he has little experience and is young, and his short life has brought him a character that can be seen through at a glance.

an ordinary human being.

Kind enough, but also has his own little temper, there are things that cannot be forgiven, and at the same time, he is willing to reconcile with those who have admitted their mistakes.

This kind of personality is somewhat softer than the monsters who grew up in the wilderness like them. After all, many things happened to them, and it was either you or me before they reached the point of reconciliation.

As monsters, aggressiveness and struggle are engraved in their bones.

If it were Lin Mu, he would probably always hold grudges if he was fooled by a monster like this.

But Lin Mu forgave him.

Yan Xuanjing wondered if their botanical monsters had such good personalities.

Nine-tailed fox sighed with emotion, and walked into Lin Shu's room with the kennel in his mouth when it was dark.

Then he was thrown out of the room by Lin Mu Lian Nest and the fox.

The little sapling stood at the door and smiled at him, revealing two sweet dimples, and then mercilessly closed the door.

Yan Xuanjing: "..."

How did that happen?

Obviously with two Dixiu, Rihua and Yuehua should be doubled, and happiness should be doubled.

Why was he kicked out of the room after having double Dixiu?

The nine-tailed fox that was thrown in the corridor lay in the kennel and meditated for a while, then went to the yard with the kennel in its mouth.

Forget it, Yan Xuanjing put the nest under the window of Lin Mu's room, looking at the moonlight that filled the courtyard into mist, he felt that it would be good if he could drink some soup.

……

When Lin Mu woke up the next day, Di Xiu had already woken up.

Little ginseng made siu mai today, and it was hot in a pot, but I didn't stay in the kitchen.

Lin Mu opened the gate with a siu mai in his mouth, and saw his father, Toffee and four little monsters bouncing around in the yard, jumping rubber bands.

To be precise, only Lin Ginseng and Di Xiu were bouncing around.

Lin ginseng was teaching, while Dixiu was learning. Toffee's paws were just the right thickness, just right for pulling a rope. He was probably caught by a strong man. He was tied to a stool leg with a rubber band on his front leg, lying on the ground with his paws in his mouth. , yawning drowsily.

Di Xiu followed Lin Renshen to dance, but because of his extremely uncoordinated body proportions, the progress was not very smooth. Seeing Lin Renshen danced a whole set, he clapped his hands.

Realizing that Lin Mu got up, he turned his head and waved his arms at him, looking very lively and happy.

Lin Mu came out with siu mai to watch them play. After eating and washing the dishes, he went into the yard to check a elixir field, and turned his head to look at the other little monsters who were rubbing soap and blowing soap bubbles with their hands. , couldn't help but smiled.

Lin Mu washed his hands and pushed the little eDonkey out: "I'm going to work!"

The little ginseng responded with a milky voice, and ran to the edge of the forest with Tixiu in his arms.

Di Xiu raised his hand.

Lin Mu smiled and squatted down, lowering his head.

Dixiu patted Lin Mu's head.

If he could talk, he would probably say something like a good journey or come back early.

Lin Mu recalled the voice he had heard in the memory of Di Xiuguo before, stretched out his finger and rubbed the little wooden man's shoulder twice, stood up: "I'm leaving!"

"Good~"

"Be careful on the forest road!"

Yan Xuanjing shook his ears, looked up at Lin Mu, glanced at the white wristband on his wrist, confirmed that he had put it on, then looked away, yawned, and continued to fall asleep.

Lin Mu is always used to arriving at the office early, although he is the only one in the office recently.

He cleaned the office that had been vacant for a weekend, opened the windows to ventilate, thought for a while, and went to the reference room to move some materials about dragon veins, to see if there were any records on how to find the pulse. It would be great if I could help Diwu.

He came down from the second floor with a stack of documents in his arms. As soon as he opened the door of the stairwell, he saw a man wearing a peaked cap, sunglasses, and wearing a bulky sportswear pushed the door and walked in.

Lin Mu put down the materials. During this period of time, his ability to accept strangely dressed people and monsters was very good.

"Hello? Excuse me, are you here to handle..."

The man took off his sunglasses and asked, "Hello, have you seen my emperor's house?"

Lin Mu was stunned: "Huh?"

"I've noticed his aura, you..." After the man finished speaking, his eyes fell on Lin Mu, and then his eyes lit up, and he strode over, stretched out his hands to hold Lin Mu's body, and shook it vigorously , said excitedly, "Hello, hello, little sapling, do you plan to go home with me? Or I can go home with you! Of course, you can help me find the emperor's house, and the two of you will go back home with me." Home is the best place!"

Lin Mu withdrew his hand and looked at him warily.

The man's eyes were shining, and Lin Mu felt inexplicably that if he had a tail, he would have turned into an electric fan.

Probably aware of his abruptness, he leaned over and introduced himself: "I am a dragon, you can call me Qin Chuan."