Chapter 193

Hesniemen searched the entire Ziyang Sect but couldn't find the child named Jiaojiao. This made him, who usually had a good temper, a little annoyed, and hidden beneath his annoyance was worry.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, this is a very strange thing. Although he has a gentle nature, there are actually very few people and things that he cares about particularly.

And according to common sense, if he ran into someone who had bypassed the mountain protection formation and suddenly appeared in the Zi Yang Sect, given his personality, he would have escorted the person to the Discipline Hall immediately, no matter if the person was an elderly man with no spiritual power or a young child with no ability to fight back. But that day, he subconsciously protected the child and even took the initiative to hide his whereabouts, not wanting people to know that such a strange child had appeared in the Zi Yang Sect.

This was strange, and sometimes Hesnemen would wonder if he had been tricked by something, like the soul-stealing and mind-affecting tricks of the demons.

Hesniemen, who had plowed Ziyang Sect again, frowned slightly. Where did that kid go?

"Big, big brother, have you been troubled by anything recently?"

Yan Qianxue, the daughter of Ziyang Sect's leader and Zhuiyun Peak's junior sister, came forward and asked tentatively amid the eager anticipation of the disciples.

The eldest brother seemed to be in a very bad mood recently, which surprised all the disciples in the sect and made them subconsciously tense up.

It's strange to say, the eldest brother is very gentle and never loses his temper, but the disciples of Zi Yang Sect are inexplicably afraid of him and are so obedient in front of him. Every time they go down the mountain to train or enter some secret realms, the team led by the eldest brother is the most reliable and has the most style of a great sect.

Because they didn't dare to act naughty at all, even the disciples who entered the secret realm for the first time subconsciously suppressed their inner excitement and were extremely well-behaved and obedient.

During this period, the eldest senior brother was obviously unhappy. The sect disciples appeared in front of him less and less frequently. He would try to avoid them from a distance. Even her father, Yan Junshan, the leader of Ziyang Sect and one of the only three great masters of the Ziyang Sect, summoned her and asked her, his little daughter, to ask the eldest senior brother if anything had happened.

Yan Qianxue, who was also a little intimidated by her senior brother, asked: "......?"

"No." Hesniemen looked at Yan Qianxue. Although there was a gentleness in his gilded eyes, there was also a natural arrogance, as if a god was looking down from the clouds. In such eyes, you will deeply feel that you are no different from plants and animals. "I'm just looking for someone."

"Who?" she asked subconsciously.

As soon as these words came out of her mouth, Yan Qianxue, who had just come back to her senses from the eldest brother's golden eyes, couldn't help but want to raise her hand and slap herself. Why are you the fastest talker? The eldest brother obviously doesn't want to say who that person is, and you still ask!

"Brother, you don't need to say anything."

Before Hesniemen could say anything else, Yan Qianxue came back to her senses and waved her hand, saying, "I just wanted to ask Senior Brother if there is anything I or my father can help with?"

Hesnemen raised his eyelids slightly and looked at the overly naive junior sister in front of him: "No."

"That's good, that's good." Yan Qianxue said with a smile.

After walking a few steps away, she realized what she had just said and couldn't help but want to slap herself again. How could she talk like that? If someone didn't know, they would think she was trying to shirk some trouble.

Hesnemen watched her leave quietly. After a moment of silence, he raised his eyes and looked towards the main peak.

Is this a warning?

It seemed as if he had never been warned.

Thinking of this, Hesnemen lowered his eyes and walked away.

How fresh!

Dead Zone

Jiaojiao, lying on the back of the blue whale, shook her little head and her eyelids drooped due to sleepiness.

'Jiaojiao...are you sleepy?'

The blue whale's spiritual sense poked Jiaojiao cautiously.

"Ah." Jiaojiao, holding the bottle, tried hard to open her eyes.

"I'm sleepy...why don't you sleep?"

“Ahhhh!”

It’s not dark yet!

The blue whale's eyes, as big as the sun, slowly moved upwards, looking at the sky that was dark and unchanged all day long, and it slowly swung its tail fin.

'There is no day or night in the dead zone.'

“?” Jiaojiao tilted her head, not understanding.

"That is to say...it won't get dark, so if you feel sleepy...just go to sleep."

Jiaojiao took a long time to understand what Yuyu said. He pursed his lips and nodded his head, adjusted his posture while holding the bottle, and then curled up on the ground and fell asleep.

About two or three quarters of an hour later, Jiaojiao sat up again, rubbing her arms.

'What's wrong? '

"ah."

pain.

Jiaojiao said this as she struggled to roll up her sleeves to show her little arms.

The blue whale looked at the red marks on the white, tender and soft arms caused by the stones, and waved its side fins in panic. Then its spiritual consciousness spread out greatly and sank deeper into the Dead Sea.

After a while, it fished out many storage bags and storage containers that had no owners long ago from the depths of the Dead Sea.

The owner had died long ago, and the spiritual consciousness on these storage devices had dissipated. The blue whale easily probed its spiritual consciousness into them and found that most of them were some magical tools, talisman papers, spirit stones, various elixirs and natural treasures. It glanced at these things roughly and threw them aside and continued to search until it had searched all the storage devices that had been fished out, but still could not find anything soft that could be used as a cushion.

The blue whale continued to search deeper into the sea until the storage containers on the side were piled up into a small mountain. Jiaojiao was so sleepy that she fell asleep leaning on the bottle, but the blue whale continued to search.

After falling asleep, Jiaojiao appeared in a strange place again.

The little boy sat on the ground, looking around with his head tilted up.

This is a cave, or rather one of the caves used for retreat on the back mountain of Zhuiyun Peak.

Jiaojiao tilted her little head and looked at Hesnemen who was sitting cross-legged on the stone bed. She tilted her head, crawled over with her hands and feet, and stood up shakily with the help of the stone bed. She reached out and grabbed the hanging robe, and shouted softly and happily: "Dad~"

Hesnemen lowered his eyes and looked at him. He had noticed the little guy the moment he appeared and woke up from his meditation.

A year had passed since he last saw the little guy, but for Jiaojiao, who was in the dead zone, only one day had passed.

Jiaojiao's legs had no strength, or perhaps he was not used to standing yet. He held onto the hem of Hesnemen's robe and stood tremblingly for a while, but then his legs lost strength and he couldn't help but fall down and sit down.

Before he fell flat on his butt, Hesniemen reached out and pulled him into his arms. He poked Jiaojiao's face and asked, "Where have you been?"

Jiaojiao subconsciously rubbed her face against his hand: "Ahhh."

Fish.

Hesnemen didn't understand, but didn't ask any more questions. He held Jiaojiao in his arms and touched his belly. Seeing that it was not very bulging, he took out a piece of snack from the storage bag and put it in his hand.

Ever since the little guy disappeared last time, in order to prevent meeting him again at any time, Hesnemen put a lot of food in his storage bag. Fortunately, the things in the storage bag did not go bad, and they were still warm when he took them out.

This piece of cake was only half the size of an adult's palm, and Jiaojiao could barely hold it in his two small hands. He looked at the cake in his hands with ignorance and curiosity, lowered his head and sniffed it gently. The sweet smell rushed into his nose, causing his mouth to flood with saliva.

Jiaojiao lifted the cake in her hand, looked up at Hesnemen, and said vaguely, "Jiaojiao?"

Hesniemen understood this, his brows softened, he held Jiaojiao's hand and brought the cake to his mouth: "Mm, Jiaojiao."

Jiaojiao sniffed the pastry in her hand again, opened her little mouth and took a tentative bite. The sweet, crispy and soft pastry almost melted in her mouth and it took no effort to chew it.

Jiaojiao's round eyes widened, as if she was amazed at how delicious this thing was. She quickly handed the cake in her hand to Hesnemen's mouth and said anxiously, "Dad."

Hesniemen didn't eat the piece in his hand, but took out another piece of cake from the storage bag and signaled to Jiaojiao that he had some. Seeing this, Jiaojiao didn't insist on letting her father eat the cake in her hand. He took back the cake, who had been suppressing his craving, and lowered his head to take a big bite of the cake. Hesniemen was so scared that he was afraid that he would bite his little finger.

Her cheeks were bulging from eating so much, her eyes and eyebrows were curved, and her short legs couldn't help shaking.

Seeing him like this, Hesniemen's eyes softened and he reached out to ruffle his shaggy hair: "How come you haven't grown any taller in a year?"

Hearing this, Jiaojiao looked up at him with confused eyes. After a long while, she nodded her head as if she understood something.

Seeing this, Hesniemen felt helpless but also amused. He carefully checked Jiaojiao's body with his spiritual sense and found that the little guy in front of him was a little abnormal.

How to say it, it's a bit like the soul leaving the body, but it also seems like it's just a spiritual consciousness. In short, the little guy in front of me is just a spiritual consciousness or a soul, and the little guy's real body should be somewhere else.

No wonder the little guy was gone when he woke up last time. He searched all over Zi Yang Sect but couldn't find him.

Compared to spiritual consciousness, he was more inclined to believe that there was something wrong with the little guy's body, causing his soul to escape, because if it was spiritual consciousness, in order to achieve this level of manifestation, the spiritual consciousness would have to be powerful to a certain extent, at least the Nascent Soul stage, and this child obviously did not have any cultivation at all.

The soul leaving the body is a rare condition among cultivators, but is more common among mortal children who have no cultivation. It is called soul-separation syndrome in folk terms, and usually occurs when a child is frightened.

Whether for monks or mortals, it is a very dangerous thing for the soul to leave the body without knowing it.

Thinking of Hesniemen looking at Jiaojiao's dark and ignorant eyes, and thinking that he couldn't understand what he said, he didn't think of asking him where his home was, so he put a spiritual mark on him, planning to wait for the little guy's soul to return, and then he would come out and follow the mark to find the place, and solve the problem of the little guy's soul leaving the body, so that he would not encounter danger one day.

However, before that, just in case, he instructed Jiaojiao that if this kind of soul leaves the body happened in the future, she must come to him as soon as possible, to avoid being harmed by others before he could find his real body.

He spoke with gestures, slowed down his speech, and repeated it several times without getting tired of it, before Jiaojiao finally understood it.

Jiaojiao, sitting in her father's arms, nodded her head earnestly: "Jiaojiao, Daddy."

Jiaojiao is looking for her father.

When Jiaojiao woke up, what caught his eyes was the endless dark red of the Dead Zone. He was stunned for a while, sat up and shook his head. After thinking for a long time, he suddenly remembered that he had a father.

He was so happy that his eyebrows curved and he immediately shared this with Yu Yu. The blue whale did not understand the meaning of the word "Dad". In its vague memory, humans called their fathers "Daddy". However, it felt Jiaojiao's happiness and also let out a long cry of joy. Countless waves were raised by its side fins and fell from the sky like dark red beads.

The storage containers piled up like a small hill on the side were the fruits of Blue Whale's overnight battle. Jiaojiao stared at them curiously for a while, then used her hands and feet to crawl towards the edge of the "island".

The blue whale allowed the human cub to crawl on its huge body, paying a little attention to him to prevent him from getting into any accidents. The rest of its attention was used to continue searching for good things on the seabed.

Suddenly, the blue whale fished out a blue spirit bead the size of two adult fists from the bottom of the sea. The spirit bead was dark blue in color as a whole. If you look closely, you can see faint dark green lines. If you magnify the lines and look closely, you can see extremely profound and mysterious Taoist patterns on them.

This blue spirit bead is not an ordinary item in terms of its size or appearance. In other words, anything that has not been completely corroded in the Dead Sea is not an ordinary item. At the very least, it must be the best item on earth.

Jiaojiao had to use both hands to barely hold this beautiful-looking spiritual pearl. He poked it with his hand out of curiosity, then put his face against it, feeling a cool and comfortable air extending from the pearl into his body.

Jiaojiao blinked in confusion and surprise. After playing with the bead for a while, she put it aside and continued to crawl forward.

After climbing for a while, Jiaojiao felt tired. She lay down and rested for a while before continuing to climb. She repeated this process for five days before she reached the edge of the "island".

Jiaojiao, who was on the edge of the 'island', hugged a protruding stone on the edge and looked down curiously with her little head. When she found that the island was very high above the sea, she opened her mouth in surprise, stretched out her short legs to try to reach it for a while, then retracted her legs fearfully.

“Ahh.”

Yu Yu is tall.

The blue whale, which was rummaging through a storage ring, moved its tail fin happily when it heard this. The next second, it found a lot of very beautiful fabrics in the storage ring. It didn't know what these fabrics were, but they looked very soft and beautiful. Moreover, it recognized one of the fabrics, which was called Jiao Xiaosha, also known as Dragon Gauze. This kind of fabric was impervious to water and fire, and was very good for making treasure clothes.

Thinking of the blue whale looking at Jiaojiao, compared to the fair and tender girl when she first came to the island, Jiaojiao now looked gray and looked like a little beggar.

The fair little face and hands were covered with dust, and the delicate and lovely clothes were scratched by the rocks on the island and were tattered. There were holes and rough edges everywhere. At first glance, it looked like a broken child.

The blue whale shook its tail guiltily, causing the entire Dead Sea to surge. Fortunately, this was a Dead Sea with no living creatures in it. Otherwise, if the blue whale stirred up the entire Dead Sea from time to time like this, the creatures in the sea would risk their lives to give it a good beating.

The guilty blue whale piled up all the brocade he found in a seashell to use as a bed for Jiaojiao, and left some for him to sew clothes for Jiaojiao, although he had never made clothes before.

Jiaojiao glanced at the seashell bed, then at her own dirty little hands, and waved her hands, saying, "Jiaojiao, ah."

Jiaojiao is dirty and needs to be washed.

Upon hearing this, the blue whale used the other half of the seashell as a bathtub, poured some water into it, and then put Jiaojiao in.

Fortunately, when I went to look for food for Jiaojiao two days ago, I brought back a bucket of drinkable water, otherwise there would be no water at all. The blue whale would never dare to give Jiaojiao water from the Dead Sea.

Jiaojiao, sitting in the seashell, washed herself in a mess without any method. Blue Whale, standing by, took the brocade and imitated the pattern of Jiaojiao's clothes, and started to make clothes very clumsily.

The blue whale, which had never made clothes before, wasted countless amounts of brocade. Fortunately, before the last bit of fabric was scrapped, it finally made something that could barely be called a piece of clothing.

Jiaojiao, who was sitting on the ground and didn't know how to distinguish between beauty and ugliness, clapped her hands happily: "Ahhh."

Fish sticks.

The blue whale couldn't help but shake its tail fin, and its joy was beyond words.

Jiaojiao, a two-year-old cub, had never put on clothes by herself, and the blue whale had never put clothes on its human cubs. The man and the whale struggled with the clothes for a whole day. Jiaojiao's furry hair was all tangled, and she finally managed to put on this ugly clothes with great difficulty.

Blue Whale looked at the bib that was tilted to the side of his waist and said shyly: "I'll sew another bib in the middle of your belly, otherwise it won't look good."

Jiaojiao touched the pocket on her waist with her little hand feeling a little unaccustomed, and nodded seriously.

The sun was shining brightly, slowly setting through the woods. However, the atmosphere in the forest was not so bright. The huge corpses of the ferocious beasts lay in a mess in the forest, and dark red blood flowed down from the grass and seeped into the ground. A man in a black robe with silver stripes on his waist and abdomen stood in the middle. He was tall, his eyes were dark and deep under his brows, and his facial features were all sharp, making him look extremely oppressive.

Suddenly realizing something, the man's eyebrows moved and he looked towards the direction where the noise came from.

He had a bad aura to begin with, and now he still carried some of the murderous aura from the previous fight, with blood on his face. When he glanced sideways, the hostility in his eyes was so strong that anyone who saw him would be instantly terrified.

But unexpectedly, the person who met his gaze was a two-year-old child, and there was no trace of fear in the child's innocent and clean eyes.

Even Yin Zheng couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the child who was barely standing by holding the tree, staring at him blankly with his big round eyes.

This unexpected development made him a little at a loss, and he subconsciously covered the bloody knife behind him.

He frowned after realizing his action. He has always been emotionally indifferent. Apart from matters concerning survival, there are few things that can arouse his emotions. He would subconsciously ignore other things. However, when it came to this child in front of him, he felt a sense of closeness in his heart the first time he saw him.

He should be alert to his abnormal emotions, but for some reason he could not feel any hostility or vigilance towards the child. He was even worried about why the child appeared in such a place where ferocious beasts were rampant.

Jiaojiao stared blankly at the man not far away. After a long while, he blinked his sore eyes. Then he let go of the hand that was holding the tree and took a trembling step forward.

Seeing this scene, Yin Zheng's heart subconsciously tightened, and his hand stretched forward unconsciously, as if ready to catch him at the first moment.

After taking the first step, the second step became much easier. Jiaojiao looked down in surprise at her short legs that could walk, and quickened her pace to move forward.

Seeing him staggering, Yin Zheng, with his heart in his throat, instinctively took two steps at a time, stepped forward, picked up the child and held him in his arms.

His movements seemed extremely rough, but the force was extremely light. Jiaojiao didn't feel uncomfortable at all in his arms. Instead, she looked up at him and smiled foolishly.

"dad."

Hearing the child's cry, Yin Zheng was stunned, and then his body stiffened. He inexplicably knew that "Dad" meant "Daddy". He should have refused the child's address of the wrong person, but for some reason he just couldn't open his mouth.

Instead, after a moment of silence, he responded, "Yeah."

Jiaojiao happily rubbed Yin Zheng's chin with her fluffy hair, and her little hands tightly grasped his robe, as if she was afraid that the person in front of her would disappear if she let go.

Yin Zheng took a look at the clothes on him that were extremely ugly with crooked stitching, picked him up and turned to walk out of the forest, intending to buy some decent clothes for the child first.

He didn't ask if the child was lost, because no child would get lost in the Forest of Beasts.

Yin Zheng hid Jiaojiao in his arms with an expressionless face, and whoever he picked up would be his.