53. Little mother and child adopt spirit beasts (1)
"Mom, hurry up and install the spiritual grass. What will happen if it runs away later?!" As soon as Xiaobao finished speaking, he saw strange movement of the spiritual grass in the distance.
The moving spiritual grass is a good thing. If he doesn't pull out more and take it home, he would be sorry for his mother who gave birth to him and raised him.
"With so many spiritual herbs, how many can you pack?! Forget it, don't be busy. Even if we pull out the spiritual herbs, we may not be able to bring them out of the underground river." Old Murong Wan said in the tunnel, and she pulled out one.
Put the spiritual herbs into your small mouth. It tastes clear and sweet. You can tell by looking at the taste that these spiritual herbs are of the highest quality.
She was not polite at that moment and started to eat.
And her cute money-loving son doesn’t believe in evil and is packing spiritual herbs into his little clothes.[
Facts have proved that she, the adult, is right. Children are children, too naive. They do things they know they can't do, which is a waste of energy.
"Mom, what should I do? There are so many spiritual herbs that I can't fit them all in." Xiaobao looked at the large tracts of spiritual herbs and felt worried. The stars in his eyes were as bright as fire. He could tell at a glance that he was eager to take all the spiritual herbs home.
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"Throw these away, too. I don't want my little baby to get cold because of these dead things." Murong Wan threw away all the spiritual herbs that Xiaobao had just pulled out, and dressed the little one neatly.
Xiaobao immediately made a sad face: "Is there any way, mother, to take away these spiritual herbs?"
"If I have a way, why should you ask? The spirit grass tastes good. Son, eat some to quench your thirst and refresh yourself. Let's walk around in front and look for a way out. If there is a way, we can go back and pull out the spirit grass." Murong Wanzi said.
Give Xiaobao some spiritual grass and drag him away from the spiritual grass.
Xiaobao took three steps and turned back twice, reluctantly looking in the direction of the spiritual grass.
"Mom is well-informed and a talented girl. She must have a way to bring the spiritual grass home." Xiaobao looked at Murong Wan longingly, never forgetting his spiritual grass.
"As you know, that was once. Now I am a useless person with such a small body, not as good as you. Don't think about it, just give up." Murong Wan shook his head and laughed.
There is only one way, and that is portable space. The problem is that when she was a genius girl, she did not have the opportunity to encounter the so-called portable space, let alone her current small body?
Anyway, luck was something she had no luck with, and even the only jade bowl she picked up worked sometimes, deliberately teasing her emotions.
"But I'm sure and sure that mother knows a way to take away the spiritual grass." Xiaobao smiled flatteringly at Murong Wan.
Murong Wan rolled her eyes at Xiaobao angrily: "Yes, if you have a chance to get the portable space, we can find a way to take away all the spiritual herbs!"
"Pocket space?" Xiaobao was stunned: "This thing is good, I like it."
"Both human cultivators and demon cultivators like it, and I like it too, but there are very few people who have the chance to get it. Murong Xiaobao, wake up. Pies in the sky cannot fall into the sky. It is only right that we leave this ghost place."
Murong Wan led her son forward, feeling tired and wanting to rest.
Xiaobao saw the tiredness on Murong Wan's face, so he went to a cave and helped Murong Wan tidy up his sleeping place. Then he said, "Mom, you can rest now."
"You should rest too, come on, don't run around."
The mother and son hugged each other and fell asleep, having a dreamless night.
Three days later.
Murong Wan and her son walked out of the jungle and onto a dark road.[
The two mother and son looked at each other, neither daring to embark on this road easily.
"There must be something good at the end of the road." Xiaobao said thoughtfully.
