The little fox was huddled in the little girl's arms obediently. After realizing Lin Ming's intention to get them closer, he opened his eyes warily, and the hairs on his fluffy tail stood on end.
Yaomei looked at the changes in the little fox in her arms with some strangeness. She stretched out her little hand and gently stroked his back while coaxing him in a low voice.
"Little fox, what's wrong with you?
Dad will never hurt us."
This level of comfort calmed down the little fox to a certain extent, but it did not let it relax its vigilance. The pair of beast eyes full of wisdom stared straight at Lin Ming, as if to measure whether he would
hurt oneself.
Yaomei came to her father with the little fox in her arms, very curious.
"Dad, do you have any questions for the fox?"
"Can it understand us?"
Lin Ming smiled enigmatically.
"Just try and you will find out."
He stretched out his hand forward, felt it in the void for a while, and then his palm landed on the little fox accurately.
When Lin Ming's palm came closer, the little fox arched his back, looking like his hair was exploding.
To its keen perception, the approach of that hand seemed very dangerous.
It cannot tell whether it is good or bad, but it can feel the strength of the person in front of it.
The feeling that Lin Ming gave it was very terrifying, exactly the same as the fear that could almost threaten its life in the dense forest.
If Yaomei hadn't been carefully comforting the little fox, she would have run away without a trace by now.
Yaomei didn't know why the little fox was so afraid of her father, so she could only whisper.
"Don't be afraid, little fox. Dad won't hurt us."
Lin Ming's hand finally fell completely on the little fox's body, and the soft hair felt as good as he imagined.
He gently twisted his fingers on the little fox's hair, then put it to his nose and sniffed it carefully.
The strange fragrance that I smelled in the room last time disappeared.
The drowsy scent of the little fox is not inherent in its fur.
As Lin Ming guessed before, the little fox's hair is just a way to retain fragrance.
"Did the person you dragged do anything that offended you that day?"
Lin Ming asked his first question.
This question has nothing to do with the scent of the little fox.
The little fox was stunned for a moment.
I was really stunned for a moment.
A dazed expression appears on a cute furry animal, making it look even cuter.
After a few seconds, the little fox squeaked, echoing Lin Ming's words.
"Sure enough, just as I guessed."
"Okay, dad has finished asking the questions he wanted to ask. You can take the little fox to play."
After Yaomei heard what her father said, she happily went to play with the little fox in her arms. The little fox lying in her arms still maintained a silly expression.
The person with the terrifying aura just now didn't do anything to me?
Is it over?
No matter how smart the little fox is, it is just a fox and cannot fully understand Lin Ming's intentions.
But he soon felt Lin Ming's kindness, so he swung his big tail, leaned lazily in his little master's arms, and played a game of favor with the stupid green snake.
The time is quiet for them now, and someone is carrying a heavy load somewhere they can't see.
…
Xie family.
In the small courtyard where Xie Daoyan usually lives, some unknown weeds grew up at some point.
When the wind blows, the scattered grass floats freely in every corner of the courtyard like a parachute.
Xie Jianjia took a look outside the small courtyard. She saw the closed doors and windows in the small courtyard and the courtyard that was gradually becoming deserted because no one was taking care of it. There was a bit of sadness in her eyes.
Since my uncle came back last time, he has been practicing in seclusion, and there has been no movement until now.
This is the first time in her memory.
Such a unique change made her start thinking wildly.
What happened to my uncle when he went out last time?
Why did he look so lost when he came back?
Why did I stay in retreat for so long this time? Is it because I was seriously injured outside?
She had no way of knowing any of this, and because she couldn't get the answer, her heart became even more unsettled.
The Wang family's request for help touched her sensitive nerve, making Xie Jianjia feel bitter and unspeakable.
"Uncle, are you there?"
"What happened to you?"
"Someone from the Wang family came to ask for help. They discovered a very dangerous secret place and wanted to invite us to go with them."
"Uncle, when will you come out and join us?"
Xie Jianjia was leaning in the courtyard, closing her eyes and meditating under the huge acacia tree, but she didn't know that every word she had just spoken to herself floated into the room.
Xie Daoyan's consciousness was sometimes blurry and sometimes clear.
As part of the price of rescuing Wang Xingqiong, he exchanged himself, and the seeds of the puppet were planted by the real murderer hidden behind the scenes.
After returning from the devil's capital, he has been practicing in seclusion, trying to suppress the seeds of the puppet from taking root and sprouting.
But even so, it still had little effect.
That seed was planted in his heart that he couldn't easily remove.
From the moment it fell on him, it began to take root and sprout crazily, occupying important parts of his body's meridians.
The seeds taking root and sprouting did not affect his cultivation, but the feeling of being controlled by others made Xie Daoyan unbearable.
Later he discovered that there seemed to be a relationship between his growth and his cultivation speed.
Xie Daoyan gave up cultivation directly and used all his strength to suppress the growth of seeds.
During this long process, he occasionally thought about it.
So, is this what has troubled Senior Brother for so long?
No wonder
No wonder people like senior brother find it difficult to get rid of them in the end.
This time, he almost didn't need to use divination to see his future clearly.
This didn't make him happy, but made him feel a little sad.
Is it still Xie Daoyan who is controlled by others?
If he can't do something according to his own ideas, then what is the meaning of his existence?
These questions often swirled in his mind and troubled him.
Several times while half asleep and half awake, Xie Daoyan wanted to kill himself directly so as not to leave greater troubles.
But the Xie family is like an invisible thread, always holding him back.
Difficult! Difficult! Difficult!
Recently, the spread of that seed has deepened.
Xie Daoyan had to intensify his suppression, and even became confused several times as a result.
When he was unconscious, he seemed to see a gray-black tower.
Tall and tall, a pair of cold eyes were staring at him deeply.
"Go~"
"Go and let me see what your ending will be like!"
Those vague words made his heart palpitate, and he suddenly woke up from his fuzzy state.
After I woke up, I happened to hear Xie Jianjia's words outside the door.
The wind of the wilderness blows for a long time, and they are the freest existence.
When they passed the small courtyard, they made a squeaking sound.
The sound of the courtyard door opening attracted them to linger.