Chapter 35
The brave boy held his mother's hand with one hand and clenched his fist with the other hand. He strode into the door and walked inside.
They came to Songyue Hall where the headmaster and elders often stayed.
Songyuetang is big, but it is not empty.
There is a small waterfall in the center of the hall, which is very beautiful.
Ming Qiao saw it at a glance.
He didn't see any adults around, only this small waterfall. In the small waterfall, there seemed to be small silver fish swimming around.
Maybe children all like to look at the water and the fish.
Mingqiao, who is so young, is no exception.
He stared at the waterfall without blinking, and as he stared at it, he couldn't help but walk over to it.
"Mother, look, there are fish."
Mingqiao pointed at the fish in the small waterfall, his eyes sparkling, obviously very happy.
He has a good temper and obviously likes the little fish, but when he stood in front of the small waterfall, he restrained himself from poking them.
"Jojo likes this?"
Qingheng stood beside him and asked, "Do you like this little waterfall or the little fish?"
“I like them all!”
"Well, when we get back later, I'll make you an identical one."
The landscaping of this small waterfall is easy to create and not difficult.
When Ming Qiao heard that his mother was going to make this for him, he cheered with joy.
"Mother is so nice!"
In addition to the small waterfall, some other indoor scenes in Songyuetang are also very exquisite.
Ming Qiao was dazzled by looking at all these.
On a piece of white silk, there are vivid images of hundreds of tigers.
Ming Qiao saw one of the little tigers. The little tiger was all white and looked very much like a kitten.
"Mimi."
Mingqiao shouted to the little tiger, this tiger cub looks very much like Mimi.
He called Mimi, walked over, and stretched out his little hand forward.
“Ah——”
A tiger roar suddenly sounded, and Ming Qiao was completely unprepared.
He was so frightened that he sat down on the ground.
When Qingheng saw the cub sitting on the ground, he naturally wanted to pick him up, and at this moment, the voice of the third elder came from the front.
"Where did the child come from?"
The third elder asked, "Why did you bring him here?"
The third elder obviously saw Ming Qiao.
As soon as he finished asking the question, another slightly impatient voice sounded.
"Qingheng, come in quickly."
It was the Fourth Elder who was urging Qingheng to go over.
Qingheng bent down, picked up the kid who was sitting on the ground, and walked towards the inner room while rubbing his sore little butt.
"The tiger just now was fake. It can't escape."
Qingheng was almost gone, but he still lowered his head to explain the matter about the tiger to his cub.
Ming Qiao nodded, not quite understanding: "The tiger won't come out."
So, no matter how loud he shouted, they would not come out and knock him down.
Just as Qingheng finished explaining, he reached the door of the inner room.
He pushed the door open and saw the headmaster and five elders sitting on six cushions.
The headmaster and the elders usually have their own important tasks, and only Qingheng can gather them together.
"Brother, Elder, the Yellow Ghost and Gongsun E have been eliminated."
Qingheng put the cub down and reported the mission he had taken on to the head brother and the elders.
The head brother said "hmm", his attention was not on his report.
Not only the head brother, but also the other elders' eyes were all focused on the child hiding behind his legs.
The child is very small and looks young, I wonder if he is three years old.
The child is small but looks very good. He is chubby and the fat on his face looks very soft.
He hid behind Qingheng's legs, clutching Qingheng's clothes with his small fleshy hands, and looked at them secretly with his bright round dark eyes.
"wrong."
The fourth elder on the futon looked at the child, then at Qing Heng, and was the first to react: "Why does this child look so much like you?"
After hearing what the Fourth Elder said, the Sect Leader and several other elders all looked at Qing Heng.
Qingheng squatted down, pulled the cub out from behind his legs, and spoke to him softly.
Then, the timid child let go of the little hands that were holding Qingheng's clothes.
He took two steps forward, and under the gazes of the head and the elders, he introduced himself in a trembling voice: "I'm Qiao Qiao, I'm three and a half years old, and I'm Qing Heng's baby."
After Ming Qiao finished his self-introduction, the people on the futon were all stunned.
"impossible!"
The fourth elder had a dark face and was the first to react: "How could you be Qingheng's child?!"
They all knew very well that Qingheng had been in seclusion for many years, not getting close to anyone, and not liking to meet anyone.
No matter how much this child looks like Qingheng, he can't possibly be Qingheng's child.
The Fourth Elder's fierce tone frightened Ming Qiao so much that he turned around and looked at his mother.
Qingheng gave him an encouraging look.
Ming Qiao received his mother's gaze and took another step forward.
"I am my mother's baby."
Ming Qiao said with certainty: "I won't recognize the wrong mother!"
Looking at the boy walking forward, the leader waved his hand and asked him to come to him.
"Since Qingheng brought you back, it means he has recognized your identity."
The head of the sect still knows Qing Heng.
If Qingheng didn't want to acknowledge the child, there was no way he would bring the child back.
He raised his hand and held the child's fleshy hand: "You came back with Qingheng. Are you ready to live with Qingheng?"
The headmaster's words were relatively gentle, and Ming Qiao nodded timidly.
Now that he has found his mother, he will never be separated from her.
Seeing the little guy nod, the head of the sect smiled and said, "We in Lintian Sect have never had a child as old as you."
"But don't be afraid, we will take good care of you."
"Thank you, uncle."
Ming Qiao heard the kindness in the master's words. He curved his eyes and gave the master a soft smile.
"Qiao Qiao, come to me."
The great elder who was sitting next to the head of the sect also waved his hand and called Ming Qiao over.
He took out a flute from his bosom and said, "This is our first meeting. What do you want to prepare? This flute is for you."
The flute given by the Grand Elder of Lintian Sect is naturally not an ordinary flute.
This flute is made of jade, and the music it produces can drive away evil spirits.
After the great elder gave away the flute, the sect leader also gave him a jade pendant.
"Put on this jade pendant, and you can go anywhere in Lintian Sect."
The head and the chief elder had both given gifts, so the other elders would not lag behind. Even the fourth elder with a furious look on his face gave Ming Qiao a ruler to use for hitting people.
Mingqiao received so many gifts that she couldn't even hold them all.
He put the gift into the storage ring, his little face full of joy.
"Thank you, uncle. You are so kind to Qiao Qiao."
After confirming that the uncles did not hate him, Ming Qiao also gave them gifts.
His brother taught him how to make a straw dragonfly, and he gave one to each of his uncles.
In addition to the dragonfly, he also let the uncles touch his little face.
Both my parents said that his face was soft and very nice to touch.
As gifts were given and received, a long time passed by without anyone noticing.
Qingheng still had to go back to clean up his own place, so he took the initiative to say goodbye: "Brother, Elder, I will take Qiao Qiao back first. Qiao Qiao, say goodbye to the uncles."
Ming Qiao had just gotten a little familiar with the uncles, and he was still a little reluctant to leave.
But since his mother had called him, he could only wave his hands obediently to the uncles.
"Uncle, I want to go home with my mother. Goodbye."
"Goodbye, Qiao Qiao." said the leader.
Mingqiao waved her hand, hesitated, and added: "If you want to play with Qiaoqiao, Qiaoqiao can play with you."
"good."
The sect leader was amused by his childish words and his smile deepened.
Soon, Mingqiao was taken away.
As soon as he left, the fourth elder shouted, "What on earth is going on? How did Qingheng get a child?"
"Once Qingheng has settled Qiao Qiao, he will come and explain to us."
The head of the sect had a pretty good attitude. He thought this extra child was quite cute.
Although the Fourth Elder had a bad temper, he did not have any bad intentions.
He frowned, only worried about one thing: "Will this child delay Qingheng's practice?"
Qingheng's cultivation is of utmost importance.
"Qingheng knows his limits."
The third elder, who usually didn't like to talk, slowly interrupted and said, "You don't have to worry too much."
"How can I not worry?! Qingheng has been stuck in the Tribulation Stage for such a long time and has not made a breakthrough. If he fails to make a breakthrough and continues to stay in the Cangxuan Realm, sooner or later he will—"
The fourth elder swallowed back the rest of his words.
He angrily flicked his sleeves, stood up from the mat and left.
After the fourth elder left, the sect leader sighed quietly.
"He's just impatient."
"He's also worried about Tai Qing Heng."
Ming Qiao, who was taken away, did not hear what the adults in Songyue Hall said.
He was following Qing Heng back to Wuya Peak.
Wuya Peak is a mountain assigned to Qingheng. This mountain is steep and difficult to climb, and its location is also remote.
Qingheng chose this place because he thought he would not be disturbed if he lived here.
Now, looking at the cub in his arms, he wanted to move to another place.
"Mother, look, there are so many swords!"
Not far away, there were flying swords in the air, and standing on the swords were disciples in white with their clothes fluttering.
"Qiao Qiao wants to fly the sword?"
Qing Heng looked at the little guy's sparkling eyes and said, "Lintian Sect has a sword-controlling class. Qiao Qiao can go to class."
"Yeah! Qiao Qiao has to go to class!"
Ming Qiao was very interested in this flying around.
In order to allow Mingqiao to see these flying swords clearly, Qingheng, who usually did not like to show up in front of his disciples, took Mingqiao past these disciples.
This way, Mingqiao can see more clearly.
"Wow, that's amazing."
Seeing the white-robed disciples stepping on the flying swords and even flipping over in the air, Ming Qiao felt even more amazing.
His adored little voice was heard by a group of disciples.
Not only did these disciples hear it, they also felt that they saw it.
"Just now... was it Uncle Qingheng who came over?"
"It's Uncle Qingheng, I won't admit my mistake!"
There was a disciple who admired Qingheng and was extremely sure that the person who just passed by them was Qingheng.
However, after he was certain, he asked in great confusion: "But why is there a child in Master Qingheng's arms?"
Where did this child come from?!
"I also heard the child's voice. He praised us for being so great."
The disciples who were practicing flying swords looked at each other, not knowing what was going on.
They wanted to explore, but they really had no channels to do so.
"Forget it, let's continue practicing swords."
Finally, the leading brother called out and asked everyone to continue practicing.
"Jojo, we're here."
Qingheng lived at the highest point of Wuya Peak. There were not many houses here, only three, and there were no servants to serve.
He put Mingqiao down, held Mingqiao's hand, and walked towards the dormitory.
"This place is a bit shabby. We'll stay here for today. I'll go find a new hill later."
“No need.”
Ming Qiao said in a soft voice, "We can be hot if we live here!"
This is where his mother lives, and he thinks it's great.
The little guy doesn't mind this place, but Qingheng thinks it's too comfortable for him to live here.
After thinking for a moment, Qingheng began to rearrange the place.
The small waterfall and small fish that Mingqiao wanted were placed there.
The open space in front of the house is planted with flowers and plants.
Blankets, toys and a wooden playroom are arranged in the bedroom.
There is also a small kitchen that has not been used, which needs to be tidied up.
With Qingheng's little arrangements, the originally deserted Wuya Peak seemed to become lively in an instant.
With brightly colored flowers and plants, cute toys, and all kinds of small clothes hung out to dry by the little ones, Wuya Peak suddenly seemed to have a lively feel.
"Qiao Qiao, if you want to go out and play, just go from here."
Qingheng said this and took Mingqiao to the southwest corner.
Outside the southwest corner, there seemed to be no road.
But with Qingheng's whistle, a small white cloud suddenly emerged from the clouds.
Small clouds floated over, and as if they understood human nature, they flew around Qingheng.
"Xiao Yun, this is my child, Ming Qiao. I'll have to trouble you to pick him up and drop him off at the mountain in the future."
Little Yunduo couldn't speak, but came over and rubbed Mingqiao.
"Qiao Qiao, try sitting on it."
Qingheng picked up the surprised baby and placed him on the little cloud.
The little clouds are soft and sitting on them feels like sitting on a ball of cotton.
Mingqiao was a little afraid of falling.
He stretched out his little hand and tightly grasped a corner of the little cloud. He was so nervous that he dared not speak.
The little cloud sensed his nervousness, so it flew very slowly.
They were flying over the Cliffless Peak, with a deep cliff below.
After flying for a while, Mingqiao's nervousness finally eased.
He lay on Little Cloud and said in a baby voice: "Duoduo, we are so high."
It’s so high, if it falls down, daddy and mommy will be without baby.
Little Yunduo heard his fear and paused for a few seconds. Then, she started showing off her skills to him.
He threw Ming Qiao out, then quickly moved closer and caught him steadily.
In addition to showing off his skills, he also separated a part of the cloud and made a safety belt for Mingqiao.
Ming Qiao: “!”
Ming Qiao was so stimulated that he almost fainted.
"Xiaoyun, slow down, don't scare Qiao Qiao."
When Qingheng saw the little cloud showing off its skills, he was afraid that the cub lying on the cloud would be frightened.
But unexpectedly, Ming Qiao, who was holding on to Little Yunduo tightly, was not scared to tears at all.
He raised his little head tremblingly, and a smile appeared on his little face, which was a little red from the wind.
"Okay, it's fun!"
After the excitement, Ming Qiao calmed down instead. He grabbed the little cloud and thought it was fun to fly around like this.
The little cloud seemed to understand what he said and flew a little higher proudly.
Qingheng looked at the group of people and wanted them to stop and rest for a while.
But before he waved, the little cloud and its cub flew out in front of him.
Qingheng: "???"
Qingheng: "Wait, come back!"
He wanted Xiao Yunduo to carry the cub so that it would be more convenient for them to go up and down the mountain in the future.
But he didn't let Little Yunduo take the cub out to play right now!
The cub who was taken away was also stunned when he saw his mother disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Duoduo, where are we going?"
Little Cloud said nothing.
But Ming Qiao seemed to be able to hear him and said in a daze: "You are going to take me down the mountain to play."
"But there are so many people down the mountain."
Ming Qiao saw when he came here that there were many disciples at the foot of the mountain.
He lay on the little cloud, pressing his soft face against the little cloud, and whispered to the little cloud.
"They don't know me and may not want to play with me."
"Well, you said...if they don't play with me, you'll rain on them?"
Ming Qiao understood another sentence of conversation.
He shook his head, thinking that this was not possible.
The domineering little Yunduo ignored the advice of his cub. He aimed at the area with the most people, and then rushed over with his cub in a heroic and confident manner.
However, after rushing over, it did not put the cub down.
It brought its cub with it, and planned to show it off first, so that everyone can see it——
This is Qingheng’s beautiful cub!
Little Yunduo was showing off her baby everywhere, but she didn't know that the baby's biological father had already found her.
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Little Cloud: Crazy show off your baby!
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