Peach wood

"Miss Qingguang is somewhat similar to sister She." The old fox Shuhuai started to talk again, trying to get something out of Qingguang's mouth.

Qingguang really fell for the trick, and foolishly took his words: "Really? What's the similarity?"

Shuhuai chuckled, and continued: "My younger sister looks about the same age as the girl, and she is also very courageous. Miss Qingguang, how many years have you known Mr. Meng this year?"

"The second year." Qingguang blurted out without thinking.

Mo Yun: "..."

This is too easy to deceive, a few casual words have already exposed the flaws, if Meng Li is really her cousin, how could they have only known each other for two years?

As for what Shuhuai said just now, it seems ordinary, but there are many layers of meaning hidden in it—his sister sleeping in the long burning lamp is already over [-] years old, so he said "it looks similar in age", As for the "daring", I'm afraid it means that Qingguang dared to be alone with two strange youths alone, without any precautions.

If it was really his cousin who was going to marry him, Meng Li would not let her out to meet Shuhuai and the others, let alone let the three of them stay together. He was too relieved about Qingguang.

Mo Yun sighed.It seems that these two are solid eyes, and their acting skills are also very poor.

Qingguang was still unaware that she had made a mistake, she ushered the guests into the house, and was busy pouring water and making tea.Shu Huai sat at the table, looked around calmly, and finally found something interesting.He lightly kicked Mo Yun's toes under the table, but he said: "Mr. Meng's picture of a beautiful woman is a girl, right? This picture is really detailed, just like a real person."

After Mo Yun was reminded by him, he immediately looked up at the painting on the wall. The woman in the painting was indeed exactly the same as Qing Guang, whether it was her eyebrows, eyes, clothes, or the beaded hair, they were all the same as herself.

Shuhuai took the tea from Qingguang, and praised Meng Li's painter seemingly unintentionally: "The girl and the painting are standing together, but I really can't tell which one is the painting and which one is the girl herself. It's also interesting to say , since this painting is a person, is the person a painting?"

Hearing his words, Qingguang withdrew her hand abruptly as if being scalded.Shuhuai put the teacup on the table, with a smile on his lips: "You, like my little sister, can't learn to lie... and you're not human either."

"What are you going to do?" Qingguang was terrified, and she didn't dare to stand up until she retreated behind the screen. At this time, her eyes were already red, and she was about to cry from fright.

What Shuhuai was most afraid of in his life was that the little girl would shed tears. Seeing Qingguang's expression, he jumped up from his seat immediately: "Don't worry, girl, we have no malicious intentions! In Xia Shuhuai, I am a subordinate of Mingjun. The person next to me came here to eradicate evil spirits and bring peace to the world, the girl was born with immortal energy and never harmed anyone, so we will definitely not hurt you!"

He spoke urgently, for fear that if he explained too late, the other party would cry immediately.

Even after he said that, Qingguang was still shocked and frightened.She hid behind the screen, and pointed tremblingly: "Then he, he, does he eat people?"

Mo Yun was enjoying watching the play, and when he heard the words, he let out an "ah" in surprise, and stopped gnawing on the peaches.

The fairy in the painting is afraid of Mo Yun, which Shu Huai never thought of, but it's no wonder, even if Mo Yun stays still, his original body is still a wolf.

"Why should I eat people?" Mo Yun looked at the peach in his hand, and then at the book.He was scapegoated out of thin air, and he was extremely wronged at the moment.

Perhaps seeing Mo Yun's gentleness and harmlessness, Qing Guang was finally not so afraid.She walked out from behind the screen, boldly sat next to the book, her almond eyes were full of doubts: "How do you know that I was born with the spirit of immortality?"

This is exactly what Mo Yun wanted to ask, but Shu Huai laughed and changed the topic to "Peach Blossom Empress".It's a pity that Qingguang didn't know this Peach Blossom Empress well.

Seeing that Shuhuai was a little anxious, Qingguang immediately understood that this lady might be the "monster" they were looking for, she looked outside the door, and whispered: "Meng Lang said a few days ago that the city will be going to visit you in the next few days." Welcome to Empress Peach Blossom, I think she is a kind of god who protects this place, you can go to the temple in the south of the city to inquire about it."

As far as the current situation is concerned, this is indeed the most feasible method.Shuhuai felt that he had had enough rest, and was about to stand up with his sword in hand. Unexpectedly, just as he stood up, the soles of his feet suddenly softened. If he hadn't supported the table, he might have fallen to the ground by now.

old, old.Shuhuai took a deep breath and gave up the idea of ​​going out again.

Meng Li didn't know who he was going to paint for, but he didn't return after a long time. Shuhuai looked into the courtyard through the window several times, and was dazed by the sunlight outside.When the weather was hot, he didn't want to move, he lay on the bed again, and fell asleep in a daze.

When I opened my eyes again, the sky outside the window was already dark, and the night breeze entered the room through the gaps in the doors and windows, bringing a burst of coolness.Shuhuai was refreshed at this moment, he stretched himself, and was about to go to the yard to enjoy the cool, but his arm bumped into something, and looking sideways, it was actually Mo Yun lying on the side of the bed, sleeping soundly.

It was very quiet all around, only the candle on the table danced with the wind from time to time, and all the shadows in the room swayed with it.Taking advantage of the dim light in the room, Shu Huai quietly reached out and touched the little demon king's cheek.The place where the fingertips reach is soft and feels very good in the hand. Shu Huai wanted to pinch it again, but just as he stretched out his hand, the wolf cub on the opposite side opened his eyes.

"..."

It felt like being caught doing bad things, Shuhuai coughed to cover up his embarrassment, and changed the subject, "What time is it now?"

Mo Yun didn't seem to wake up yet. He lowered his head and rubbed his arms back and forth, hummed and chirped for a while, and then said: "About three quarters... Do you still want to sleep? Or do you want to go out? "

The little demon king has no concept of time, and he doesn't realize how long Shuhuai has been asleep, from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-], no matter how tired people are, they can wake up.Shuhuai secretly rejoiced that he didn't find this strange, but on the other end suddenly thought of Xue Yi, if Xue Yi knew about it, she might say she was lazy again.

Both Qingguang and Mo Yun are somewhat similar to Xue Yi, not in their appearance or body, but in their dullness.

Bisheng Shuhuai really likes this.

Shu Huai sat on the edge of the bed, watching Mo Yun fiddle with his knotted hair.The light in the room was too dark, and he struggled for a long time, but he still couldn't untie the knot, so he simply grabbed a pair of scissors from the table, and cut off this troublesome strand of hair with one blow.

The simple and crude solution is exactly the same as his father, Shuhuai couldn't help laughing: "You are like your father, he snagged his sleeve once and couldn't sew it, so he just cut the sleeve short and went to the Heavenly Palace Everyone looked at him, and the Emperor of Heaven was so angry that he scolded him."

Mo Yun also smiled, and asked again: "Can you tell me more about my father?"

Shu Huai was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized: Mo Hui has disappeared for 200 years, and Mo Yun is not very old, I am afraid that their father and son have not been together for a long time.He pondered for a moment, and tentatively asked, "How old are you?"

"Me? I'm two hundred and five." Mo Yun made the calculations and came to such a conclusion.

"..."

His father really only cares about life and care, so Shuhuai was speechless, so he patted his head: "Don't tell outsiders that you are two hundred and five, remember?" If others listen to it, I'm afraid That is to say, this kid is only superficially shrewd, but he is actually a fool.

After hearing what he said, Mo Yun nodded, his eyes were full of expectation - as expected, he was still waiting to hear the story.Shuhuai was not very relieved, and told him twice before continuing with what he had talked about during the day.

Before entering the city, they happened to talk about Mo Hui's visit to Hades.At that time, Mo Yun was just born, no different from a child in the human world. Mo Hui hugged a small dumpling, smiled like a trumpet flower blooming at the entrance of the village, and kept showing off when he opened his mouth.

For Shu Huai's reaction, Mo Hui thought he was envious and jealous.So the demon king triumphantly raised the young boy in his arms, stated the many benefits of having children, and advised Shuhuai to marry a wife and have children as soon as possible, and even took him to know the Dragon Girl of Beihai.

As the innate gods of the dragon clan, their status is extraordinary. Even if the dragon girl wants to marry, she must marry some god. The dragon king has no reason to find a husband for his daughter who is outside the three realms.Shu Huai couldn't help rolling his eyes while drinking while listening to Mo Hui bragging.

Mo Yun, who was still a toddler, still didn't understand anything, Xiaotuanzi tilted his head and looked at the book for a long time, and suddenly reached out to him for a hug.Shuhuai got drunk, snatched away the demon king's son, hugged him in his arms and fell asleep.The demon king's voice stopped abruptly. He looked at his suddenly empty hands, and rushed forward furiously, trying to save his son from Shuhuai.

Shuhuai couldn't remember so many details when he was in Hades before, but now he can remember many.

It's strange to say that Mo Yun was just born at that time, and logically he couldn't take shape yet, so he should be a little wolf cub, but the son Mo Hui brought back back then clearly looked like a human child.Could it be that the demon king picked up a child and insisted that it was his own blood?

...No, that's not the case.The child had the aura of Mo Hui on him, so he was definitely his own son. The moment he saw Mo Yun in the underworld, he recognized the young boy from that year just by relying on that familiar feeling.Shu Huai vaguely felt that something was wrong, he raised his head to look at Mo Yun who was sitting at the end of the bed, and the more he looked at him, the more he felt that this child did not look like Mo Hui.

Mo Yun couldn't see what he was thinking, and tilted his head full of doubts.

This action is very similar to that of Xiaotuanzi back then, but Shuhuai still didn't dare to draw conclusions lightly. He blinked and asked, "Will you turn into a wolf?"

Mo Yun nodded and moved closer to Shuhuai.

A gust of cool wind blew by, and the candle flame shook violently. Mo Yun suddenly disappeared from the eyes of Shu Huai, replaced by a gray wolf.This wolf only has majesty but no ferocity, it is no different from the former demon king, Shu Huai is slightly relieved.

At this time, he couldn't stay idle anymore, and reached out to touch the other person's back.As a result, he touched it for a long time, but felt that the wolf fur was still a bit hard, and it didn't feel very good.

"Oh... it would be better if it was softer." Shuhuai sighed regretfully, and the wolf in front of him heard what he said, and came over and rubbed his neck.In the blink of an eye, the gray wolf disappeared again, replaced by a little black dog lying on the chest of the book, patting the back of his hand with its tail.

The little black dog was soft and chubby, and Shu rubbed it in his arms, his eyes sparkling.He looked at the little head, suddenly became fascinated, and kissed the top of it.

His body sank suddenly, and the little black dog instantly turned back into a youth. Mo Yun hurriedly got up and buried his face in the pillow.Shuhuai laughed muffled, and patted him on the back: "It's getting late, go to sleep."

The author has something to say: Weishi—45pm to 45pm; Shushi—[-]pm to [-]pm;

Super long nap and summer are the best match.