I adopted my grandfather

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After waiting for about two to three minutes, Mo Xiaofeng's body was still lying there, motionless.

The mirror demon was a little restless.Is Director Mo dead or alive?The scene just now was too chaotic, it couldn't tell whether the candle went out first, or Mo Xiaofeng's soul returned to his body first.

"Mo Dao?" It cautiously asked, while leaning in front of Mo Xiaofeng.

Just as he leaned down, he saw the latter rolled his eyelids and stared straight at it.

The mirror demon was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he sat down on the ground: "Mo, Mo Dao, it's great that you're back!"

But Mo Xiaofeng ignored it, he struggled to get up and was about to go out, he took a step and fell down again.

The mirror demon hurried over to support him: "Mo Dao, you just came back from a narrow escape, why are you going?"

Mo Xiaofeng put his backhand on its shoulder and said: "You help me to walk, if it's later, that kid will run away!"

"It's useless to go, he should have already run away." An indifferent voice came from the window, this was the first sentence Yu Jing said after entering.

It was only then that Mo Xiaofeng seemed to realize his existence, the expression on his face changed from anxiety to loss, and soon turned to anger: "Why didn't you stop him?"

"It's too late to save you."

Mo Xiaofeng's whole body trembled, his originally unattractive face turned paler, and he lowered his head suddenly, without making a sound for a long time.

The Mirror Demon looked at him worriedly: "Director Mo?"

But Mo Xiaofeng suddenly laughed, with a chilling gloomyness in his laughter: "If you can run away, the monk can't run away from the temple. Even if you run away, let's get rid of the old nest first!" , and fell to the ground as expected in the next second.

The mirror demon helped him up, and was about to persuade him to rest for a while, but when he saw his expression, he closed his mouth obediently.

Oh, Director Mo's expression is so scary!

The figure flickered, and Yu Jing, who was standing by the window, stood in front of them and said, "Your soul has been out of the body for too long, and now the body and soul have not yet been united. Your limbs are out of tune, and your blood vessels are blocked. You need to rest for a while."

Mo Xiaofeng ignored him: "Get out of the way!"

Yu Jing frowned slightly, and suddenly with a wave of his sleeve, a gust of wind threw Mo Xiaofeng to the ground.

"What are you doing?" Mo Xiaofeng fell to the ground, feeling an invisible force pressing on his chest, making him unable to move.He struggled a few times to no avail, and turned to the mirror demon for help, "Bald Xiang, come and help me!"

The mirror demon looked at Mo Xiaofeng, and then at Yu Jing, whose face was sinking like water, and was in a dilemma.He neither dared to disobey Mo Xiaofeng's order, nor dared to offend Yujing.

After weighing the situation, it quietly moved to Yu Jing, and said in a low voice: "Immortal Chief, I am on your side. But can I trouble you to use a body-fixing technique or something, so that Mo Dao won't blame me?" gone."

"Whispering!" Yu Jing yelled in a low voice, swung his sleeves back, another gust of wind blew by, the mirror demon was blown up, turned into a light and shadow into the mirror, and avoided the minefield as he wished.

After dismissing the mirror demon, Yu Jing walked up to Mo Xiaofeng and said, "How do you plan to find that man's lair?"

Mo Xiaofeng snorted: "Left and right in that group of buildings, let's inquire about each building."

Yu Jing had a half smile but not a smile: "Who can I ask?"

"Of course the residents there..." Mo Xiaofeng choked when he said this.Although it was already dawn, it was actually not yet six o'clock, and the residents of the community were probably still asleep, so who could they ask for information?

After I figured it out, I felt my body loosen, as if I could move.Mo Xiaofeng propped himself up to sit up, and didn't mention it anymore, and slowly moved his stiff hands and feet.It was only at this time that he realized how bad he was just now, his old face flushed slightly, his eyes dodged, and he just didn't look at Yu Jing.

Yu Jing looked at him for a while, then suddenly said: "Is Xiao Jiu very important to you?" He and Mo Xiaofeng didn't get along much, and almost every time they met was when life and death were at stake.In his impression, even when death was imminent, Mo Xiaofeng could calmly deal with it with cheap words and bad ideas in his head. This was the first time that he lost his composure completely.

The movements of Mo Xiaofeng's hands paused, and he said harshly: "When he was alive, I couldn't save him. Now that he's dead, I can't watch him fly away."

"Even if it takes my own life?" Unless he has practiced an incarnation outside the body like him, no monk will easily let his soul leave his body.Without the support of the physical body, all actions depend on the condensation of spiritual power, let alone the ability to control magic tools and spells. This is tantamount to binding one's own hands, not to mention that once the soul cannot return to the body on time, there will be danger of life.Mo Xiaofeng's move was simply reckless and reckless to the extreme!

"How can I die so easily? Besides, when I die, who will take care of Youyou? Just for this, you can't watch me die, can you?" After Mo Xiaofeng finished speaking, he grinned, with a sense of success. Xiaozi felt that Yujing was tricked by him.

Yu Jing sighed: "In this case, why didn't you ask me for help from the beginning?"

Mo Xiaofeng was obviously taken aback for a moment, with a dazed expression on his face, before he stammered for a long time and said, "You...will you help me?"

Yu Jing asked back: "Why do you think I won't help you?"

Mo Xiaofeng stammered: "I thought you wouldn't care if it didn't involve Youyou."

Yu Jing frowned: "In your heart, what kind of person am I?"

"Just..." Mo Xiaofeng was at a loss for words for a while, and intuitively felt that if he said it straight, the other party would definitely turn his back on him, so he quickly changed the subject, "It would be great if you would help me, Xiao Jiu is also lucky Ghost! Haha."

He laughed and stood up.After a while of beating, the soreness and numbness on the legs have improved a lot.Feeling that Yu Jing was still staring at him, he rubbed his hands uncomfortably, trying to find something to do to ease the embarrassing situation in front of him, and said: "Go and inquire about that kid's lair later, just I’m afraid I can’t tell by words, so I’ll just draw a portrait.”

After finishing speaking to himself, he shouted again: "Bald Xiang, come out quickly, find me a pen and a piece of paper!"

Hearing the sound, the mirror demon quickly got out of the mirror again, quickly found a pen and paper, and made a look full of joy and anticipation: "It's the first time I've seen Director Mo draw a picture!"

Mo Xiaofeng stood in front of the table with the demeanor of a master, concentrating on his brush strokes, all in one go, and the paper fell like a cloud of smoke.

The mirror demon leaned forward to take a look, but didn't close its mouth for a long time.

From the puppy with a triangular head, he should be able to guess that Mo Dao's artistic talent is very limited, but even so, he still has to brag about it! "Tsk tsk, it's so expressive. Look at this awl-like chin, these evil triangular eyes, Mo Dao's painting completely got rid of the shackles of appearance, and directly outlines the ugly soul of the other party!"

Mo Xiaofeng: "..." Are you boasting and swearing secretly and pretending that I can't hear it?

Yu Jing sighed: "Let me do it." He took the ballpoint pen and felt that it was not convenient, and asked, "Do you have a pen? A pen is fine."

What "millimetre"?What "Yathao"?Before Mo Xiaofeng could react, the mirror demon over there had already made a move.

"I don't have it at home, but I can get it." After the mirror demon finished speaking, he plunged into the mirror again, and when he came out, he already had an inkstone and a brush in his hand, "The old man on the second floor, every day Write and draw there, I will borrow it first and return it later.”

Mo Xiaofeng said indifferently: "So you still have such abilities."

The mirror demon suddenly became proud: "As long as there is a mirror, I can go there."

Mo Xiaofeng's face suddenly darkened: "If you were a person, this would be called trespassing, and you would have been caught in the police. But you are a demon, I don't know if the demon management is in charge of this matter."

"Cough, isn't this, cough, the fairy elder wants to use it, I usually don't do this kind of thing." Only then did the mirror demon realize that the flattery just now had been slapped on the horse's leg, and quickly shrank his neck, and retreated embarrassingly .

After getting the pen and paper, Yu Jing started to paint.With just a few strokes, the person's rough eyebrows and eyes were outlined last night.

It turns out that his paintings are so beautiful!

Mo Xiaofeng's eyes were originally on the painting, but before he knew it, he looked at Yu Jing's face.

The latter's eyebrows were lowered and his expression was focused. The sun shone through the window and outlined a light golden outline on his side face, making him look like a piece of transparent jade.

Mo Xiaofeng's gaze seemed to be glued there, and he couldn't move it away.

It wasn't until Yu Jing paused and put down the pen that Mo Xiaofeng realized that he was staring at the other party in a daze, and turned his head away quickly, only feeling that his face was hot, as if there was a fire burning.

Fortunately, in order to be able to flatter in the first place, the mirror demon has already rushed over: "Great! It's both god and form! This person seems to have stepped out of a painting! Although I haven't seen him, but With this painting, the crowd will definitely be able to find him at a glance!" The mirror demon's flattery this time did not have the entanglement just now, and the filming was straightforward and hearty.

"Director Mo, come and have a look!" After singing and sighing three times, the mirror demon held the painting in front of Mo Xiaofeng like offering a treasure.

Mo Xiaofeng coughed lightly, and said reservedly: "Indeed... not bad."

The mirror demon thought to himself, Mo Dao, you should be sour. If you want to call it "not bad", your picture is "a big mistake".

"Hey, where's the fairy?"

Just when the man and the demon were huddled together to look at the painting, Yu Jing who was standing in front of the table disappeared.

The clock in the living room ticked away, and the hour hand pointed to the direction of eight o'clock.

At the same time, Youyou, who was still sleeping in the back room, moved her small body, yawned, and opened her eyes.

With Yu Jing's portrait of both spirit and form, Mo Xiaofeng inquired casually, and found out where the man lived.

That person concealed his identity as a monk in front of others. Residents in the community only knew that his surname was Lin. He worked in a bank and usually left early and returned late. He didn't know anyone well.On the contrary, the security guards in the community received a few packages for him, and knew that his name was Lin Biqing.

When I found his home, as expected, it was already empty.The things in the living room and bedroom are neatly arranged, only a few drawers that have not been closed in time have been opened, indicating that the owner is in a hurry when he leaves.

Mo Xiaofeng checked the rooms one by one, and when he opened the innermost room, his movements stopped.

The thick curtains blocked the light tightly, and compared with other rooms full of life, this place looked extraordinarily empty.Except for the shelves standing against the walls on the left and right, there are no other furnishings.

The shelf is seven stories high, but the top is empty and there is nothing.I reached out and touched it, but I couldn't feel any dust. It was obvious that someone cleaned it from time to time.

What the hell did Lin put on this shelf?Mo Xiaofeng thought, when the other party left, he probably emptied the shelves.

There was a faint sound from the bedroom next door, Mo Xiaofeng's eyes flashed, and his figure had already passed by quickly.

The bedroom is not big, there are no large items, only under the bed can barely hide people.Mo Xiaofeng changed his mobile phone to flashlight mode and took a photo under the bed, but found nothing.

Could it be that he had an illusion?Or is the sound not coming from here?

Mo Xiaofeng carefully looked up and down the room again, his gaze paused slightly when he passed the bedside table, and he vaguely felt that there seemed to be something missing there.

He remembered seeing it before. There was a framed photo on the bedside table, which contained a single photo of Lin Biqing.

"Maybe it's a mouse." He murmured and exited the room.

I rummaged in other rooms for a while, but still found nothing.After a sigh, the street door opened and closed, and Mo Xiaofeng left.

As soon as he left, the whole room fell into silence again.

After a while, there was a sudden rustling sound in the gap between the bed and the bedside table, really like rats.

Following the sound, a palm-sized photo frame "floated" out from under the bed.

After a closer look, I found out that there were three red-clothed men with the size of thumbs under the photo frame.They held the photo frame with their hands high, chanted, and walked forward in neat steps.

When they came to the door of the bedroom, the three villains stopped, put the photo frame aside, and chatted together.

It was said to be "jiri gulu", but in fact it was only because they were too small that they could only hear their voices, but they didn't know what they said.But if you listen closely, you can hear the three little people seriously discussing their next move.

Villain No. 1 said: "Do you want to go out now? What if that stupid human hasn't left yet?"

Villain No. 2 said very heartily: "There is no sound outside, he must have left."

Villain No. 3 said: "Yes, yes, that idiot thought we were mice!"

The three villains looked at each other and laughed.

After a few laughs, the three villains suddenly stopped tacitly, and put their fingers on their lips to warn each other: "Low-key, low-key."

Villain No. 1 looked at the photo frame and said, "It's too big, why don't you take out what's inside."

The other two immediately agreed: "Good idea!"

This is a semi-enclosed photo frame, and photos can be taken out or placed from one side. Villain No. 1 came to the side of the photo frame, held the edge of the photo with two small hands, and wanted to "easily" pull out the photo, but it was pulled After a few clicks, the photo didn't move at all.

"What are you looking at? Hurry up and help!"

The other two villains quickly squatted beside him, one on the left and one on the right, with their little feet resting on the edge of the photo frame, grasping the photo with both hands, and shouting "hey, hey, hey, hey, hey" while exerting their strength.

After a lot of effort, the photo was finally pulled out from the frame, and the three villains collapsed to the ground from exhaustion.

At this time, a big hand reached out and picked up the photo.Mo Xiaofeng had a narrow smile on his face: "Thank you very much!"

The three villains stared round their eyes.

Villain No. 1: "My God! It's that stupid human being!"

Villain No. 2: "He found us!"

Villain No. 3: "What to do! What to do!"

Mo Xiaofeng said: "As long as you answer some of my questions, I won't make things difficult for you."

The three villains looked at me and I looked at you, and suddenly said in unison: "Play dead!" They tilted their necks to the side at the same time, and heard three "puff puffs", the villain disappeared, and the three red beans quietly lie on the floor.

Mo Xiaofeng was both angry and funny, picked up the red beans and held them in his hands, and looked at the snatched photos, only to find that the photos were a bit thick, like two stacked.He removed the solo photo of Lin Biqing above, revealing a group photo below.

One of the protagonists in the group photo is naturally Lin Biqing. He looks younger than now, with a bright smile.One hand was on her hip, and the other was on a young girl's shoulder.The girl's head was slightly tilted to his side, appearing submissive and dependent, with a lock of long hair hanging down to her chest.

Two words seem to be written on the corners of their eyes and brows: happiness.