Chapter 50
In the end, Mo Xuanji just hugged his arms and snorted, then gently lifted it up.
"Next time you leave, remember to tell me in advance." Mo Xuanji's face remained stern. Sensing the system's nervousness, he slowed his voice and explained, "I'm not angry, actually. I just don't like people leaving without saying goodbye."
"At least let me know you're only leaving temporarily, not..." Perhaps feeling a bit unlucky, Mo Xuanji didn't finish his sentence. However, the system understood what he meant.
The system then returned to its gentle and reliable voice from the beginning, saying seriously, "I won't leave you. If that day ever comes, I'll let you know in advance."
"Okay. I've got that in mind." Mo Xuanji lowered his head and turned back to the study.
Before he could calm down, he saw Liuliu standing on the food box, looking at him eagerly.
The box looked up and hinted. It looked like he had been craving it for a long time.
Mo Xuanji suddenly felt like laughing. He rubbed Liuliu's head, remembering how enthusiastic he had been today. It suddenly dawned on him, "You're suddenly so enthusiastic today, could it be because I have something delicious?"
"Chiu!" Liuliu jumped down from above lightly.
As soon as the food box was opened, Mo Xuanji was greeted by the refreshing aroma of osmanthus. The box was filled with delicate, off-white pastries, adorned with fresh osmanthus flowers.
"That must have taken a lot of effort, right?"
Mo Xuanji nodded, his conscience aching. He took a piece out and placed it on a small plate. Liuliu happily jumped over and ate with a savory mouthful.
Ever since Liuliu started eating real food a while ago, he's become particularly interested in food. After all, the taste of energy balls can never compare to a full meal.
The system made an envious sound in its sea of consciousness: "It's really good. I want to try it too."
"Does the system have a sense of taste?"
"No, but the system can be experienced in other ways." The system suddenly remembered something, rubbing its hands and chuckling, "Jizi, let's discuss something."
"you say."
"I want to connect my five senses with yours so that you can taste me when you eat."
"That's not impossible." Mo Xuanji looked at the box of pastries, a little hesitant. If it's just a little, it should be fine, right?
Thinking of this, he broke off a small piece and tentatively put it into his mouth.
I don’t know what the pastry is made of, but it melts in your mouth and has a hint of sweetness.
"Surprisingly... edible." Mo Xuanji was stunned. He had already prepared himself for nausea, but he didn't expect that he could actually eat it.
He picked up a piece of pastry and examined it carefully. With a flicker of his mind, a tiny, azure "bead" slowly drifted out of the pastry, surrounded by scattered energy particles. Without the "bead," the pastry's appearance instantly crumbled into a puddle of powder. Liuliu, hearing the noise, curiously approached, but after a brief glance, interest faded and he turned back to his portion.
These powders were just ordinary rice noodles, and Yuheng's body still couldn't swallow them. Mo Xuanji looked at them, and a small light bulb suddenly lit up in his mind.
"I see……"
The system roared in its sea of consciousness: "Quickly, bring that guy back and make him a chef! The salary is negotiable!"
"Stop it, they've all gone far away." After teasing them, they still want to keep them as slaves. The black-hearted capitalists would shed tears when seeing this.
Not long after, official personnel also came.
"Senior, aren't you going back to the tribe today?" Zhao Wencheng was a little surprised to see that he was still there.
According to custom, no matter what the demons do outside, they must return to their own tribe on this day.
Yuheng had a faint smile on his face. He gently waved his fan and casually picked up Liuliu: "It's all here."
Are they all here? Zhao Wencheng was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized what was happening. He lowered his head guiltily and said, "Sorry."
He thought to himself: I deserve to die!
Although I've never seen one in real life, based on my knowledge and analysis of the Big Data system, I'm certain this red bird is actually a fire spirit. Fire spirits are essentially inanimate objects, lacking any kind of tribe. And the senior said his tribe is all here, so doesn't that mean he's the only one... No, every demon is a tribe.
Whatever the cause, it is a painful thing for the seniors.
Damn it, I'm asking all sorts of questions. What other reasons could there be for Senior not to go home? Why did I have to ask this? Zhao Wencheng slapped himself in his heart.
Mo Xuanji, who had no idea what Yuheng's true form was or what tribe it belonged to, and had therefore only managed to capture six or six people to make up the numbers, was startled by his reaction and quickly poked the system: "What's going on? Why does he have that expression? Did I say something wrong?"
Actually, it wasn't the wrong thing to say. The system was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Don't panic, there's nothing wrong."
Perhaps because he realized that he had said something wrong, Zhao Wencheng felt guilty and cleaned the first floor of the antique shop inside and out. Yuheng couldn't stop him.
"Senior, if you need anything in the future, you can just contact me on your phone." Before leaving, Zhao Wencheng left his personal contact information.
Yu Heng, unaware that he had become an empty-nest elderly person in the other party's eyes, chuckled and nodded: "In that case, I'm sorry to bother you."
…
When his consciousness returned to his body, Mo Xuanji opened his eyes and couldn't help yawning.
He subconsciously glanced at the time. Great, two fifty. Ten minutes later and the administrator would probably break in.
Mo Xuanji put away her phone and prepared to leave when it suddenly vibrated. Confused, she opened it and found it was a text message.
It was sent by Zhu Changan, but the content seemed a little off.
Changan: [Address]
Chang'an: [Your friend is in my hands now. If you know what's best for you, come here. Remember, you're the only one here. If I find anyone else here, you'll be responsible for the consequences.]
"?"
As if afraid he wouldn't believe it, the other party quickly sent another video. In the dim room, Shen Liuxue and Zhu Changan were tied together back to back, their eyes closed, and they looked unconscious. They had deep and shallow scars on their bodies, but strangely, there were no signs of fighting in the room.
Mo Xuanji stood up with a bang. He looked through the video carefully, and his expression gradually became solemn.
The system was shocked: "Oh my god, blackmail!"
Mo Xuanji frowned. He quickly called Shen Liuxue, but the call was hung up. A moment later, a text message came from Shen Liuxue's phone: [Don't be ungrateful. Come here quickly. Remember, you're the only one here.]
"What should we do? These two children are in their hands!" the system asked worriedly.
After a brief moment of panic, Mo Xuanji forced herself to calm down. The video showed only one kidnapper, so it wasn't ruled out that the others had gone into hiding. Anyone who could knock Shen Liuxue unconscious and tie her up must be quite powerful. But... would the seniors really do something like this?
Wilde's phone was off, and he couldn't be reached. Mo Xuanji pondered briefly, then pulled out a stack of talisman paper. While they looked crude, with enough of them, blowing up a mountain wouldn't be a problem. To be on the safe side, he set up a few scheduled emails.
Mo Xuanji followed the address sent by the mysterious person and finally came to a tree house. This place was remote and rarely visited. Therefore, the three rows of footprints outside the door were particularly obvious.
Mo Xuanji looked at the neat footprints and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.
From inside the door, one could faintly hear Zhu Changan screaming for mercy, as well as the kidnapper's evil laughter: "Hahahaha, scream all you want, but no one will come to save you even if you scream your throat out!"
"Break the throat! Break the throat!"
Mo Xuanji sighed resignedly. After a moment's thought, he decided to kick it in, yelling in full cooperation, "Let go of my companion!"
"Bang!" Colorful ribbons sprayed all over his face.
"Toot, toot, toot--" Zhu Changan puffed out his cheeks and blew the toy trumpet hard.
"Happy birthday!" Shen Liuxue and Wilde each held two small fireworks in their hands. With a gentle pull, ribbons of different colors sprayed out, accompanied by sparkling little stars.
"Hahahaha, I said that my junior brother would definitely kick the door in, right?" After all, it is the traditional skill of the Feather Tribe.
Wilde laughed and snapped his fingers, and the birthday boy's small crown appeared on Mo Xuanji's head.
Various festive decorations were hung in the room, and there was a pile of gift boxes on the table not far away. It was obvious that the person who decorated this place had put a lot of thought into it.
Mo Xuanji was still a little confused. He looked at everything in front of him and felt helpless for the first time.
"Surprise~" Zhu Changan waved the small loudspeaker at him with a bright smile.
"How did you know today is my birthday?" Although I had vague guesses along the way, I was still very moved when I actually saw it.
Wilde smiled and pulled Zhu Changan over, hugging his neck: "This is all thanks to Changan."
Zhu Changan chuckled and said, "Secret." In fact, it was a birthday message pushed by the communication software. With Xuanji's personality, she would definitely fill in her real birthday honestly.
As he spoke, Zhu Changan pulled Mo Xuanji in.
Looking at the smiles on her friends' faces, Mo Xuanji's mouth corners unconsciously curled up slightly.
"Thanks."
"Hey, Xuanji is smiling!"
"A smile that comes from the heart is the most beautiful indeed."
Mo Xuanji quickly pursed her lips, her face flushed: "I'm not laughing, you're seeing things."
"Okay, okay, no laughing, come~ look at this~" Shen Liuxue smiled and walked to the table, opened the gift box in the middle. A large, not very delicate cake appeared in sight.
It was obvious whoever made the cake wasn't very skilled, fumbling to cover up the imperfections with fruit. On the side of the cake, "Happy 19th Birthday, Xuanji!" was scribbled in strawberry jam. Perhaps due to poor control of the water content, the words were a bit smudged, and the red jam slowly dripped down, creating a rather eerie feeling.
Sitting on the flat surface of the cake was a chubby little cream creature wearing a cloak and a magic hat, with a few chocolate playing cards next to it.
Looking at the cake, Mo Xuanji suddenly choked up. It was the first time he realized how difficult it was to hold back tears. It turned out that when happiness reached its peak, one could truly feel a warm sensation in the heart.
"Hehe, Xuanji really likes this!" Zhu Changan's face was still covered with cream that had been smeared on it at some point.
Wilde took off the apron around his waist and put it aside: "Come on, let the little birthday girl blow out the candles."
Mo Xuanji was surrounded by three friends singing birthday songs. She felt touched and a little ashamed. She quickly made a wish and blew out the candles.
"Did Xuanji make a wish?"
"Um."
"You can't tell me, or it won't work if you tell me."
Finally, the creamy little thing appeared intact on Mo Xuanji's plate.
The system let out a series of laughs within its consciousness. "Jizi, hurry up and take a picture of it! It's so cute! Hahahahahahahahahahahaha. Take a picture! My friends have been working on this for so long! If they eat it in one bite, it will be gone."
That made sense. Since it was his birthday, Mo Xuanji decided to comply with the system's requirements. He pulled out his phone and snapped a picture. After a moment's thought, he conveniently set Creamy Little Ji as his profile picture.
The cake looked a bit ugly, but it was surprisingly delicious. Mo Xuanji thought he would remember this taste for the rest of his life.
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