Chapter 088 Chapter 88

After dinner, Mo Xuanji and Grandma Mo sat in the yard together to digest the food. At this time, Mo Xuanji had a wooden face and looked like a human bird.

"Grandma, do we have to stay in the yard?" Mo Xuanji curled herself up silently.

"It's not fun to chat in the house." Grandma Mo grabbed a handful of melon seeds and started talking about Mo Xuanji's childhood while cracking them.

In the past, Mo Xuanji would have simply thought that his grandmother was fooling him—just like adults always fool children by saying that they picked things up from the garbage dump. But now he had to analyze every word, fearing that he might miss some details.

The system stared at the melon seeds in its sea of ​​consciousness and silently wiped away its non-existent saliva.

"Do you remember the Pear Mountain to the north of our home?"

"Remember, it was all pear trees."

"I found you on that mountain back then." Grandma Mo said, her eyes gradually becoming empty, as if she was recalling the situation back then.

"A few years ago, I went up the mountain to pick wild vegetables and accidentally saw you on a big stone platform. At that time, you were still a gray egg, about this big." She stretched out her hand and gestured, it was about the size of two human heads: "I thought it was a wild goose egg, and it looked like it would not hatch a chick, so I planned to pick it up and boil it in soup."

Mo Xuanji was shocked: "That's not what you said before. You said you brought me back to be hatched by the old hen because you felt sorry for me."

Grandma Mo laughed and said, "Is that so? Oh, I would have forgotten if you hadn't told me. In fact, we didn't even have a hen at home at that time. I put you in the pot and boiled you for three days and three nights. I cooked you."

Mo Xuanji: "Ah?"

System: “Ah?”

These two words silenced the two non-human creatures.

They know every word, so why can't they understand when you put them together?

"Wasn't it popular to eat medicated food at that time? I also put a lot of herbs in it." Even today, when Grandma Mo talks about that pot of herbs, her tone is still quite regretful. It is obvious that she didn't get to drink that pot of soup in the end.

"I don't know what happened. Your eggshell was gray at first, and looked like a dead egg. But when the soup started to boil, you started to glow, and then a little chick jumped out." Grandma Mo gestured to him: two eggs as big as two human heads, hatched - no, boiled out a chick the size of an egg.

"ah……"

"Pfft, hahahaha sorry, I couldn't help it."

"You probably don't remember, but when you were a little chick, you always liked to run behind me, and our big goose would chase you. At that time, I saw that you were skinny and had very little flesh, so I thought about raising you first, and as time went by, the little chick turned into a fat grandson."

Mo Xuanji's inner villain silently wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and said, "Thank you grandma for showing mercy."

Grandma Mo continued, "You're right, the baby looked innocent and cute. Later, I thought that maybe the Bodhisattva saw that I was lonely and had asked the wild geese to send me a child as a companion*."

"Aren't you afraid that I might be some bad spirit?"

Grandma Mo looked at him lovingly, as if to ask him what nonsense he was talking about: "Our big goose can knock you over with one bite, what can you do with your little body?"

“……” Grandma was heartbroken.

“Hahahahahahahahahaha…Poor thing.” This is the system.

Grandma Mo suddenly remembered something and looked at Mo Xuanji with eyes full of expectation: "Jizi, can you change back now? I haven't seen you for so many years, little Jizi, I miss you so much."

"...Yes." Mo Xuanji was totally unable to refuse the request of someone close to him. He sighed softly, and with a "pop", the cool guy who was red from head to toe disappeared, and a round and white little thing appeared on the wooden stool.

The bird that landed on him immediately flew away in all directions, then turned back and mixed in with the chickens, ducks and geese, squatting not too far away from him.

"Oh, my little cub is getting cuter and cuter." Grandma Mo quickly picked him up, weighed him twice, pinched him on the left and right, and finally showed a satisfied smile: "He has gained weight."

This is probably the highest compliment an elderly person can give to a child's health.

"Oh, I almost forgot about something important." As soon as these words came out, Mo Xuanji suddenly became nervous.

"What's the big deal?"

Grandma Mo patted her forehead and searched all over her body. After a while, she finally took out a small cloth bag. Inside was a brand new longevity lock, tied with a red rope for easy wearing.

"I should have given it to you on your nineteenth birthday, but it's inconvenient for us to send it by express, so it was delayed until now." As she said this, she hung the small lock around Xiaoji's neck and adjusted the length of the red rope.

As she put it on, she chanted: "Buddha bless our baby to grow up healthy and have a happy life..."

Mo Xuanji's nose suddenly felt a little sour: "Grandma..."

"Did Jizi make friends at school?"

"Yes, there are a lot."

"Are they all the same as you?"

Mo Xuanji thought for a moment: "Almost?"

"That's good. It's a good thing to make more friends." Grandma Mo breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed Xiaoji's head with her warm palms again.

When it comes to making friends, Grandma Mo is more worried than Mo Xuanji himself.

Due to Mo Xuanji's special situation, he started school a year later than other children. In addition, he was dull and quiet, so he had few friends over the years.

This worried Grandma Mo. She felt that she was too old and would soon be eighty years old. She couldn't spend much time with her child. If she passed away one day and Mo Xuanji didn't have any close friends around him, it would be so uncomfortable for him to be alone.

Although Grandma Mo didn't know how long the lifespan of the monsters was, the monsters in the mythological stories could live for hundreds of years. It seemed that her short few decades were just a small part of Mo Xuanji's long life.

Grandma Mo still smiled and said, "Have you contacted anyone at home this time?"

Mo Xuanji raised his head and stared at her blankly for a while, then turned his head away, hiding the emotions in his eyes: "We are in touch, I guess. I just know there is some connection."

Although everyone firmly believed that he was the fruit of love between Phoenix and Dragon Lord, Mo Xuanji's sixth sense told him that this was impossible and he would never have any blood relatives in his lifetime.

"No hurry, there's still plenty of time." After a while, Grandma Mo asked again: "Do those people like you? Are they good to you?"

“It’s good and I take it very seriously.”

Mo Xuanji lowered his head, and Grandma Mo's warm hands touched his head again and again, as if to comfort him. He heard her say, "Go there during the Chinese New Year, build good relationships with the family there, and make more friends like you."

"... Let's talk about it later. I want to spend the New Year with you."

Although his mind told him that he had to go no matter what, at this moment Mo Xuanji was still full of resistance to it.

Grandma Mo smiled and touched his head. "Come spend time with grandma again next year, okay? Grandma will stay here and won't go anywhere. This way, you can see grandma whenever you come back."

The "people" there are all the same as you. They can accompany you for a long time... You will find your home there.

Grandma Mo looked at him tenderly.

Mo Xuanji didn't say anything. After a long while, he uttered a muffled "hmm".

The next day, Mo Xuanji got up early and went for a walk around Pear Mountain, but found nothing. After so many years, no matter how many traces there were, they were all worn away with the passage of time.

But deep mountains and old forests have always been the most suitable places to hide things. Mo Xuanji's intuition told him that there must be something hidden here, but he just couldn't find it.

…

A few days later, the Feather Clan took the initiative to invite Mo Xuanji. In the eyes of Grandma Mo who was pleased and encouraging, Mo Xuanji finally chose to accept. After bidding farewell to Grandma Mo, Mo Xuanji followed Yan into the teleportation array to the Feather Clan.

While waiting to be teleported, Yan complained to Mo Xuanji about the weird behavior of his people: "When these guys heard that you were coming back, they were so excited that they couldn't sleep. They jumped up and down all day long and said that they wanted to train their muscles to be perfect so that you would be impressed... Some idiots even wanted to slap themselves unconscious, saying that this way they could travel back to today in the blink of an eye..."

It seems that everyone in the Feathered Clan is quite "colorful".

The scene in front of me changed, and what came into view were tree houses of various shapes. As expected of the Feathered Tribe, they could even build houses on trees. Of course, the trees here were not ordinary tall and strong. They looked like they had grown for thousands of years, and their strong branches perfectly supported the "bird nests" on them.

The gatekeeper was a large yellow bird, who was dozing off. His big snot bubble popped, and when he opened his eyes he saw their amiable boss staring at him, with a strange face following behind him.

The bird guarding the gate was so frightened that it jumped up to the sky and roared, "Stop sleeping, damn it! Master Yan is back with the children!"

"What! The master is back, and with him is the cub!"

"Where? Where? Here I come!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a bunch of bird heads popped up from the surrounding bushes, tree crowns, ponds, and other unexpected places. They looked around with strange lights flashing in their eyes.

If you ignore the impact of the environment and moral integrity, the scene in front of you is actually exactly the same as that in Bird Market. Some brave people even gathered around to get a closer look.

Mo Xuanji silently hid behind Yan, trying to block out these fiery gazes.

Yan: "Go, go, go, do what you need to do, don't scare the little one."

"Oh, sir, please let us have some fun. We haven't seen any cubs in years." At Yan's signal, the birds turned back into human form. Mo Xuanji looked at the muscular men and shuddered silently.

The system's eyes went dark and it let out a scream.

One of them showed off his muscles with great confidence: "Look, little one, this is the standard aesthetic of our Feather Clan. It is vigorous and powerful. One punch can make the enemy cry for their ancestors. Even if you don't move your hands, you will scare them. Do you want to learn it? If you want to learn it, your uncle will teach you~"

"This guy is not good at training. Why did you choose me, kid? I am the fitness champion of the last Golden Mop Cup!"

"How dare you show off like this? Your true strength can only be revealed on the battlefield. Do you remember me, little guy? We have been on missions together." The sturdy man said as he gestured a posture of opening a ghost back.

The corner of Mo Xuanji's mouth twitched: "Uncle Nanming."

Nan Ming held his heart in his hands in a very exaggerated manner, tears in his eyes: "Ah~ The little guy actually remembered my name, I have no regrets in this life."

Yan was about to say something but stopped, and finally couldn't help but beat him up: "Be normal!"