The place where the two of them are staying now can be regarded as a wilderness. The things that the little monster is eating are all the snacks that Qiao Xi has prepared for herself in the past. The varieties are quite complete, but because Qiao Xi feels more confident when collecting
Most of them just wanted to have a taste, and it was originally prepared for him alone, so the quantity was inevitably somewhat lacking.
So not long after, the cub ate everything Qiao Xi took out, and then looked up eagerly:
"Brother, those beautiful petals just now are so delicious."
Qiao Xi: "..."
Qiao Xi said "Oh" ruthlessly, looked down at the empty stall, met the child's gaze expressionlessly, and did not answer his words, so the child showed a very disappointed expression.
However, seeing her straightforward disappointment, Qiao Xi not only did not bring out more food, but instead calmly put Xiao Ji away. Xi Ying blinked her eyes, and instantly created a look of tears.
The little expression comes out.
However, Qiao Xi, who had seen big scenes, did not panic at all. He put away all the things, then stood up from the ground, and continued to maintain a calm expression and nodded to the child:
"Okay, after we've eaten, let's say goodbye."
The little boy Xiying was dumbfounded by his words without warning. He stared blankly at Qiao Xi's figure disappearing between the shadows of the trees. It took a long time before he finally realized what he said and mouthed.
Bian, the heartbreaking cry started.
On the mountainside, Qiao Xi could not help but feel a little unbearable when she heard the penetrating cry from the top of the mountain.
——The child was crying so miserably that the listeners could not bear to feel tight.
However, the next second, he recalled the fear of being dominated by the naughty child Dudu, and his heart suddenly hardened - anyway, the mirage has been alive and kicking since it came to the land, and he would not have it if he didn't think about it.
what is the problem.
And maybe once he intervenes, it will hinder the other party's growth into a great monster in his own right.
What's more important is that the little guy's initial illusion deceived even him, the well-informed Fengyue God. As long as the kid is willing, if nothing else, it will be easy for him to return to the sea alive.
After thinking this, Qiao Xi felt relieved and decisively chose a direction completely opposite to that of the mirage cub, gradually moving away.
…
On the mountainside, she noticed that the warm breath had really disappeared nearby. Xiying flattened her mouth, and the cry that seemed heartbreaking just now was suppressed in an instant.
The pretty little guy lowered his eyes, his thick eyelashes hiding the expression in his eyes, he made a gentle "tsk" sound in his mouth, and then disappeared.
Qiao Xi scratched his cheek, and after he had already left for a long distance, he suddenly remembered that the breath of the child named Xi Ying seemed to be so familiar.
He stopped and thought about it very seriously - but couldn't remember anything.
His life span is too long, and he has seen too many people or monsters. Sometimes, even if he tries to remember them deliberately, he often cannot remember them.
Of course, to a certain extent, this is something Qiao Xi did deliberately. His memory is not that bad, and he can even be called a photographic memory. But otherwise, the memories left over a long time
Sooner or later it will drive him crazy.
Qiao Xi thought for a while, but couldn't figure out the reason. However, he was not in a hurry and simply put the matter behind him.
As for the safety of the cub Xiying - tsk, that kid's illusion can deceive even the Fengyue God. If he really encounters a problem that cannot be solved, then he can't solve it even if he is there.
Thinking like this, Qiao Xi became more and more enthusiastic and continued her journey.
Without deliberately using non-human abilities to travel and without any means of transportation, Qiao Xi's progress had to be extremely slow.
How slow is it?
Anyway, by the time he walked from Kyoto to Edo, several years had passed.
Standing on the streets of Edo, Qiao Xi felt a little strange.
He is now dressed like a ronin samurai, with a decent-looking katana hanging on his waist. By the way, this katana came out of nowhere and claimed to be his sword during his travels over the years.
The true form of Sword Fusangshen.
Because there had already been a dagger and a dagger with a fusangshen before, Qiao Xi accepted the new dagger well.
By the way, in fact, there was also a tachi that appeared at the same time as the rap knife. However, considering her height, Qiao Xi ruthlessly refused the tachi to pay Sangshen's request to be used, and chose to use it instead.
Carry a knife with you.
That Zhentachi seemed to be a little bit shocked at that time.
The identities of these fusangshen are somewhat special, and it seems that they cannot stay here longer, so the two vibrating knives did not stay with Qiao Xi for long before they left. However, before leaving, the vibrating knives were very powerful when they saw Qiao Xi using them.
With ease, he happily handed over his body to Qiao Xi.
If they simply live in the form of swords in this world, they don't seem to be greatly affected. Therefore, although the sword-fighting god cannot run out alive, in comparison, he prefers to wield the sword.
The feeling of being used by the owner.
So the other Zhentachi could only leave alone.
Ahem, that’s too far off topic.
Talking back to Edo - speaking of it, the overall area was not that vast. However, the customs and customs that Qiao Xi encountered along the way were still very different depending on the region.
If nothing else, at least the accents they speak have their own characteristics.
According to Qiao Xi's personal observation, the use of honorifics in Kyoto is very rich, and the unique intonation and vocabulary are also quite developed. It feels like a very elegant and elegant dialect - of course, this is how the locals in Kyoto think of themselves.
.
But here in Edo, things are slightly different.
Qiao Xi listened to the bustling voices on the street. She compared them one by one in her mind and carefully identified the differences between the two. When she spoke, she could tell the difference between the two and the locals.
There is no flaw in the dialect anymore.
Although as a god, Qiao Xi originally didn't have to go to such trouble, Qiao Xi always believed that since life has been incredibly long, it would be very interesting to waste time learning something that she has never been exposed to before.