Chapter 78
Feeling that he was gradually becoming a bad kid, the little fat boy unconsciously gripped the stone tighter.
"Kid, are you listening to me?"
The old man said a lot, but Mingqiao didn't respond, so he lowered his voice and raised the volume.
Ming Qiao rubbed his ears because of the noise.
After rubbing his ears, he said to Shitou unhappily, "Don't yell at me!"
Old man: “…”
Old man: "If I don't yell at you, you can't hear me at all."
Ming Qiao was a little bit indifferent to the old man, but he said confidently: "You yelled at me like that, and I was scared."
"I don't want to play with you anymore."
As soon as Ming Qiao said this, the old man immediately lowered his voice.
"Okay, I won't yell at you."
The old man lowered his voice and asked again: "Then tell me, do you agree with what I just said? Let's exchange conditions and help each other."
"I don't even know you. I can't trust you."
Ming Qiao blinked and said slowly: "My father said that children are the easiest to deceive. Who knows if you are deceiving children?"
"Of course I'm not."
The old man said confidently: "How about this, you put forward a condition, and I will satisfy you first. After I meet your condition, you should believe me."
Ming Qiao thought about it and said, "That's fine."
He asked the old man to meet one of his conditions, but he himself agreed to nothing.
It's not a disadvantage.
"I want to practice and overcome my tribulation. Can you help me?"
"Can."
The old man said easily: "This is very simple for me."
"Yeah, then I'll wait and see how spicy it gets."
Ming Qiao was not fooled by his words. Although there was nothing unusual on her face about this old man who lived in the stone, she was still calculating in her mind.
He held the stone in one hand and supported his chin with the other hand, and continued to look at Huahua.
"Hey, my name is Qiao Qiao, what's your name?"
Mingqiao looked at the flowers while still talking to the old man.
The old man seemed to hesitate for a moment before he replied, "My wish is to never grow old. I was able to do this before, but now, due to an accident, I can't do it for the time being."
"If you want to call me, just call me Mo Lao. Mo Lao Mo Lao, Mo Qu Lao Qu."
Ming Qiao: “Oh.”
Mingqiao is a little sensitive to the word "Mo".
He freed his little hand that was supporting his face and pulled a dry yellow grass stalk from the ground.
"We in the Lintian Sect are offering a bounty on a man. His last name is also Mo, and his name is Mo Xu. Do you know him?"
“No.”
Mr. Mo answered without any hesitation.
Ming Qiao didn't know what he said, and continued to chat with him: "This man is very bad, he killed many people."
"Killing people doesn't necessarily mean one has a good or bad character."
I don’t know if Mr. Mo thinks that Mingqiao is young and such a child is easy to brainwash.
He talked to Mingqiao about the killer's innocence.
He said that the killer took the job and killed people, so the crime did not lie with the killer.
The blame lies with the real culprit.
Furthermore, in the eyes of the killer, there is only the mission, nothing else.
He talked a lot of nonsense, one thing after another.
Ming Qiao listened obediently, her round eyes showing seriousness, as if she had taken all the words to heart.
With his support, Mr. Mo's brainwashing class continued.
I don’t know how long the brainwashing class lasted. At the end, Mr. Mo asked, “Qiao Qiao, did you listen to everything I said?”
Ming Qiao nodded: "It sounds spicy."
Mr. Mo was satisfied: "Very good, you are a good child."
Ming Qiao shook his head and told the truth sincerely: "I am not a good child."
After sitting there and looking at the flowers for a while, Ming Qiao put the colorful stones back into the brocade bag: "I have to go home for dinner. I'll find you next time when I have time."
As he spoke, he tilted his little face up and shouted towards the sky.
"Duoduo, go home!"
When the little cloud heard the sound, it flew over.
It scooped up Ming Qiao and brought him to the front of Wuya Peak.
The setting sun in the evening is about to lose all its light, and the temperature is slowly cooling down.
Mingqiao returned to the house and looked at his father who was still sleeping, his little face full of worry.
He was worried that his father might die in his sleep.
Just when Ming Qiao was worried, Wu Ye, who had rested for a day, finally woke up.
As soon as he woke up, he saw his son's concerned little face and his heart felt warm.
"Son, have you been watching over daddy as he sleeps?"
Ming Qiao: “…”
Not really.
Wu Ye was so moved that he hugged his son and bent down to kiss his chubby face.
Ming Qiao: “!”
Mingqiao backed away because of the kiss.
Wu Ye's kiss made him so itchy, and he was ticklish, so he hid and giggled.
The father and son quarreled for a long time.
In the end, Ming Qiao was tired of laughing, and she collapsed on the bed and let out a long sigh.
"Son, where is your mother?"
"Mother is out."
Ming Qiao told Wu Ye about the instructions her mother gave her before she left.
After that, Ming Qiao said again: "Dad, I want to go to Feilong City."
"What are you going to do in Feilong City?"
"Go find the book spirit."
Ming Qiao spread out her little hands and feet, blinking her bright black eyes: "I want to read Duoduo's books."
"If you want to read, Daddy can accompany you—"
Wu Ye hadn't finished his words before he swallowed the rest under his son's distrustful gaze.
He shrugged helplessly: "Well, Daddy is not as good as your mother at reading."
"You want to find the book spirit? Okay, I'll go with you."
"don't want."
Ming Qiao had his own idea. He shook his head and said, "I can go with my brother. Dad, you stay and recover."
Wu Ye didn't want anyone else to accompany his son.
He wanted to go with his son himself.
But Ming Qiao touched his wound, and the next second, Wu Ye hissed.
Ming Qiao: "Look."
Ming Qiao lowered his head and blew on the wound, saying, "Your wound still hurts a lot, you can't go out with me."
Ming Qiao is very quick in execution.
He said he was going to Feilong City to find the book spirit, and he went there early the next morning.
Before leaving, he said goodbye to Baiguo.
You Qing was accompanying him. During a day and a night of practice, You Qing had just overcome a hurdle and his cultivation level had increased by another step.
The two children, plus Changfeng and Changmeng, went out again.
Mingqiao had just left when Qingheng came back.
Upon learning that Mingqiao was going out, Qingheng asked who was accompanying him and didn't say anything more.
He sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Wu Ye.
"Qingheng."
Wu Ye was also looking at him, with a gloomy and resentful expression: "Have you finished your investigation? Have I done anything bad?"
"I have killed people, but the people I killed were all evil people who deserved to die."
"After I became the Demon Lord, I never thought of coming here to fight for territory, let alone attack your sect. I am such a good Demon Lord, I am as good as Qiao Qiao!"
Wu Ye's personality is such that he shines brightly with a little sunshine and overflows with a little rain.
He observed Qingheng's expression and after confirming that Qingheng looked fine, he immediately started to act up.
He thrust his head forward and buried it in the crook of Qingheng's neck.
"Qingheng, I'm such a good boy, please don't abandon me!"
"Don't give me the cold shoulder, I'm sad."
Wu Ye rubbed Qingheng's neck like a big dog.
Qingheng is really annoyed.
"Okay, don't push your luck."
Qing Heng patted his head and frowned, "Sit down. I want to talk to you about the demon world."
Wu Ye: “…”
Wu Ye sat up in an instant, looking at Qing Heng sincerely: "Let's talk, you can talk whatever you want."
As long as they are still a family, Wu Ye will unconditionally cooperate with all of Qingheng's arrangements.
"Are you in charge of the affairs of the demon world?"
"Well, no."
Wu Ye said: "It's Zhu Yi who is in charge. He is the fourth demon in the Hundred Demons Chart, and he always wants to usurp my position!"
"This time in the demon world, he even wants Qiao Qiao to be his son!"
When it comes to this, Wu Ye feels very resentful.
He is Wu Ye’s son, why should he call someone else dad!
Even calling me godfather is not acceptable!
Wu Ye is such a petty person.
"I guess you don't care."
Qing Heng was very familiar with Wu Ye's brain. If Wu Ye were to manage such a huge demon world, he might not be able to do it well.
He stared into Wu Ye's eyes and his tone became serious.
"Wu Ye."
Qing Heng raised his hand and took off the silver mask that Wu Ye had been wearing. He looked into Wu Ye's eyes and said seriously, "Qiao Qiao is your son, and he has half the blood of the devil in his body."
"One day, your identity and his identity may be exposed."
"We must be fully prepared before we are exposed."
The human race and the demon race are in natural opposition.
Nine out of ten demons are evil, and humans instinctively reject and hate demons.
If Ming Qiao's identity as a half-demon were to be exposed, not only would he, but even the Lintian Sect would be affected.
Qingheng didn't want to see this happen.
After hearing his words, Wu Ye was silent for a moment.
"I'm sorry Qiao Qiao."
"I wish I wasn't a demon."
Wu Ye thought of the thunder that struck his son during his tribulation. Although Qing Heng did not mention this, he knew that -
It's all his fault.
It was because of him that his son was always struck by lightning.
"Stop talking about these useless things and say something useful."
Qingheng spoke, interrupting Wu Ye's self-blaming mood.
The two parents prepared for the future and discussed in advance what to do to minimize the harm to Mingqiao if his identity was exposed.
Yes, they can only try to mitigate the damage.
As long as it is exposed, the harm will definitely exist.
Mingqiao will hear a lot of negative voices.
Adults may be able to ignore negative voices, but children may not be able to.
The two parents were still discussing, and on the other side, Ming Qiao was sitting on a small cloud with a small storybook in his hand.
Before he set out, he found many books and short storybooks in the library of Lintian Sect.
These books and short stories are all about souls, parasites, strange stones, and so on.
Mingqiao doesn’t know many words, so he asked his senior brother to find the book for him.
After finding it, he looked at it, a frown on his little face.
You Qing was sitting next to him, thinking he had seen something, so he asked in a low voice: "Qiao Qiao, does the book say anything bad?"
Ming Qiao shook his head.
His brows furrowed even more tightly, and his face looked worried.
"No."
Ming Qiao opened the book and was about to cry out of worry: "There are so many words that I don't recognize!"
He looked for a long time but didn't understand anything.
You Qing: “…”
You Qing choked.
He took the book from Mingqiao's hand and started reading to him from the first line.
Ming Qiao leaned on him and listened to him obediently.
Soon, they arrived at Feilong City.
As soon as Ming Qiao arrived, he went straight to the library.
He didn't enter through the front door, but went out the back door. The back door was still guarded by Old Ge, who was always dozing off.
Ming Qiao pushed Lao Ge.
Old Ge looked at the child pushing him with sleepy eyes.
The old man and the young man looked at each other, and Lao Ge reacted.
"Jojo?"
"It's me, I'm back."
Ming Qiao knew that Lao Ge loved to drink, so he brought him the best wine from Lintian Sect.
There is a sword-cultivating senior brother in the Lintian Sect, and he brews excellent wine.
As soon as Lao Ge smelled the aroma of the wine, he knew that it was of good quality.
"Thank you very much."
Lao Ge was not a warm-hearted person. He accepted the wine and thanked him: "Qiao Qiao, you are so thoughtful."
After delivering the wine to Lao Ge, Ming Qiao still wanted to find his aunt who cooked for him.
But my aunt is not here anymore.
Qingheng once sent a letter back to Lintian Sect and dispatched Lintian Sect's disciples to give money and gifts of thanks to his aunt.
After receiving these gifts, my aunt no longer worked for Wang Feilong.
She went home with the money.
Just before going home, she still muttered a few words about Qiao.
"Qiao Qiao is weak, and I don't know if her family is taking care of her and whether she has recovered."
Mingqiao didn't hear what his aunt was muttering.
But Mingqiao knew, he knew that his aunt would never forget him.
He will always remember his aunt!
With Lao Ge's permission, Ming Qiao entered the library smoothly.
As soon as he entered, he called out to Shu Jing: "Shu Shu! Shu Shu, are you there?!"
The book spirit who was bored in the library: "!"
The book spirit even suspected that he was hallucinating.
He rushed out, and when he saw Ming Qiao's small figure, his dark body twisted.
"Baby!"
Qingheng’s baby is here!
The book spirit was not prepared at all for Mingqiao's arrival.
He was so happy!
Mingqiao was also very happy to see the book spirit.
He was not afraid of the book spirit's always distorted figure. He reached out his hand and hugged the book spirit.
"Shushu, can I invite you to my home?"
The home Mingqiao was talking about was the home on Wuya Peak.
On Wuya Peak there are my father, mother, uncle, aunt, and brother.
So, this is Mingqiao's home.
The book spirit listened to Mingqiao's invitation and nodded hurriedly.
"Okay, okay."
The book spirit nodded frantically without any hesitation: "I'll go back with you!"
Although he can move freely in every book, he can feel the world and everything in the book.
But he could only feel it and not participate in it.
So, sometimes, he still wants to communicate with people outside of books.
"Come back with me, what shall we do with the books here?"
Mingqiao was still a little worried.
"It's okay. I'll close the library when I leave."
The book spirit floated in front of Ming Qiao and said, "No one has come to the library for a long time. Wang Feilong is really annoying."
The book lover doesn't like many people crowding in his library, but he also doesn't like there being no one in his library.
In short, if you look at it in detail, the book spirit itself is not an easy person to deal with.
"Qiao Qiao, did you bring your book? I live in your book and will go back with you!"
“Spicy.”
Ming Qiao opened the book and let the book spirit come in.
After taking the book spirit away, Ming Qiao didn't stay in the library for a moment.
He held his brother's hand and followed his brother to find his senior brother outside.
The brothers went out and received other tasks.
Ming Qiao lived in an inn that was one of the Lintian Sect's properties. He spread out the book that housed the book spirit and said, "Shushu, I have something to ask of you."
"Baby, you say."
"Under what circumstances would a person live in a stone?"
"Of course, there is something wrong with his body."
The essence of book is derived from millions of books. As long as it is in the books, there is nothing he doesn't know.
Mingqiao called him over and asked him a lot of questions.
With Book Spirit around, Mingqiao doesn't even need to read books anymore.
After asking the book spirit many questions, Ming Qiao's chubby face tightened and he announced in a serious voice, "Brother, I want to start practicing!"
You Qing was stunned.
"Qiao Qiao, we haven't returned to Lintian Sect yet."
The Heart-Eating Demon is in the Lintian Sect. If they don’t go back, there will be no demon to protect Ming Qiao.
Ming Qiao shook his head: "No need for the Heart Eater this time."
He dug out a stone and put it on the bed.
Then he closed the door and locked You Qing out as well.
"Brother, stay away from me, don't get hit."
After Ming Qiao gave his brother instructions, he climbed back onto the bed and began practicing.
"Mr. Mo, I want to survive the catastrophe."
"You said you would help me block it."
Ming Qiao's voice sounded soft and glutinous, without any calculation. He asked Mr. Mo, "Are you ready?"
Mr. Mo smiled conceitedly: "You can fix yours. I'll be in charge, so don't worry."
Ming Qiao: “Okay.”
Ming Qiao closed his eyes and began to practice.
Five days later, thunder rumbled and gathered above the room where Ming Qiao lived.
And this time, Ming Qiao's face finally didn't turn black after being hit!
The old man made of stone took the whole beating for him!
The old man was stunned.
Mingqiao stood up, his chubby hands on his hips, his bright round eyes full of excitement.
"Hahaha!"
He laughed like a little villain. This bad old man was tricked by him!
He was already very sure that this old man was most likely his enemy.
It feels so good to let his enemies protect him.
Ming Qiao felt very happy, but she was very good at talking nonsense.
Just now, the old man was struck by lightning. Ming Qiao thanked him sweetly in a small voice and said that she believed him.
He coaxed the old man back into the stone, and he put the stone into the brocade bag.
Now that he had put the secret bag away, he began to feel proud.
His hahaha laughter prompted You Qing to push open the door.
"Jojo."
You Qing was worried about what happened inside.
When he pushed the door open and came in, he saw the cub with his hands on his fat waist, proudly raising his round chin and saying to him, "Brother, I am so smart, I am worthy of being my mother's child!"
The author has something to say:
Baby: I am so bad, I must be like my daddy! QAQ
Baby: I am so smart, I inherited it from my mother! (>▽<)
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