The child was neatly packed up, opened his little mouth comfortably, yawned widely, and fell asleep in the blink of an eye. Qiuqiu couldn't bear to let him go, so she just put him on her lap.
Shi'er stood up and said, "I'll go outside to see the formation."
Qiuqiu raised her head and hurriedly warned: "Be careful."
Shi'er hummed, and he suddenly leaned over, lightly touched Qiuqiu's forehead with his lips, kissed his son again, and then turned around and went out.
He looked at Shi'er's back, then looked down at his son in his arms.
Qiuqiu felt something in her chest, which was unfamiliar and a little sour.
In the past, the position of her heart was fully occupied by one person, but Qiuqiu never thought that another person would take the position here.
As a result, when this little thing appeared, it was as if he was born with a magic weapon. From the first moment he saw him, Qiuqiu's heart was split in two, leaving only half of the space for Shi'er.
The other half was completely occupied by this meat dumpling.
It's really strange that people can change their minds so quickly, it's almost lightning-fast.
This kind of love comes too quickly, leaving Qiuqiu at a loss for a while.
She was both happy and panicked. She wanted to give him everything she had - even though he had just come into this world, and Qiuqiu's time with him was so short. But what should she do? He wouldn't
Talking, she didn't know what kind of love and concern he needed.
She was worried about gains and losses, and was sad and happy, but the baby was not affected by her at all, and he slept peacefully.
The heavy weight and warm temperature on her legs always reminded her that everything was different from the past. She would no longer be a carefree person, and she would no longer be able to do whatever she wanted.
This is what people usually call sweet burden, right?
There was a lot of rustling movement outside the long window.
Qiuqiu turned around to look.
A round head poked out from the window, looking left and right, and stretched out its short, fat hands to tug at the teapot lid hairstyle on its forehead.
Probably after confirming that everything was normal, Huo'er crawled in through the window with his whole body and pulled him back.
What he pulled was a pair of fluffy white... ears.
Dabai didn't dare to express his anger at Huo'er's slightly rough actions. The key was to control others, and if he didn't want his ears to be pulled off, he could only follow him and climb into the house through the window.
When one person attains enlightenment, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven.
For a moment, what came to Qiuqiu's mind was this sentence, and it was in a striking black and bold format with a string of exclamation marks. She thought they were also left together. Unexpectedly - these two guys actually soared together.
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Qiuqiu was surprised and happy, but also had an inexplicable taste.
She and Shi'er had been so cautious and had a bumpy journey, dying and coming back to life to get to where they are today. In the end, these two foodies just sat back and enjoyed the results without doing anything.
I really want to catch them all and give them a spanking.
I haven't seen them just now. I don't know where they are sleeping, and they didn't come out early.
Another part of my dissatisfaction is that I am domineering towards Huo'er.
This rabbit hunting also depends on the owner. No matter how easy it is to bully Dabai again, Huo'er pulls the rabbit's ears so blatantly, of course the owner Qiuqiu feels uncomfortable. Why should her spiritual pet be lost to Shi'er?
The spiritual pet is shouting and drinking? It makes no sense.
As a result, Dabai crawled in, and his wife Erbai was following behind him.
After Dabai and Erbai opened their spiritual intelligence, they always like to imitate the behaviors of people around them, probably consciously trying to get rid of the traces of beasts on their bodies. Dabai seems to be much more gentle than before, while Erbai cares more about appearance.
The fur is always combed smooth and shiny, and now there is a small wild flower stuck on the edge of its long ears, and the flower is still trembling with its movements.
The three of them slowly sneaked up to the front.
Qiuqiu picked up Huo'er, pointed at the newborn baby and told it: "Huo'er, do you recognize it?"
Needless to say, Huo'er's eyes seemed to be glued to the child and couldn't be moved away.
"You are my elder brother, and this is my younger brother."
Just looking at their appearance, Huo'er, who appears to be about three or four years old, and his son look quite like two brothers when placed next to each other.
Just as white, fat and cute.
Huo'er looked at his "brother" carefully and tried very hard to use his unclear speech to squeeze out two words: "Chicken...chicken."
Qiuqiu's smile froze.
Although the sounds are somewhat similar, the meanings of these two words are completely different!
Qiuqiu patiently taught: "It's my younger brother."
Huo'er repeated seriously: "Chicken! Chicken!" In order to show his seriousness, both words were specially accented.
Qiuqiu realized that he had made a big mistake.
No matter how high Huo'er's cultivation is, he has already transformed into a serious fire dragon, but it doesn't mean that he is really a real person as he appears.
Huo'er is Shi'er's spiritual pet. The spiritual pet has awakened and taken on a new form. Of course, the master should take on the responsibility of educating and guiding. But Shi'er himself is a boring gourd. He is almost like an old monk who practices silent meditation in the mortal world.
Same, life is dull. Without his guidance, Huo'er can't even say a word now.
If children don’t learn well, the root must be the adults!
Qiuqiu secretly made up her mind that her son would never be brought up by an unreliable father like him, otherwise he would become a little mute.
There is also the problem of Huo'er's unclear speech, which must be corrected as soon as possible.
They are the only family here now. Maybe in the future they will meet other seniors and fellow practitioners who have ascended early. Huo'er opened his mouth and said "*" - this is really embarrassing.
Huo'er, who didn't know what was going on in Qiuqiu's heart, was immersed in the excitement of getting a new brother!
As an orphan dragon who was born without a father, mother, brothers or sisters, Huo'er's current feeling is particularly novel and strange.
This feeling cannot be put into words, but it has never been experienced like this before.
This novel feeling feels like the scales on the whole body are stretched out and soaked in the warm hot spring water. It is also like eating a rare and precious fruit. It is so beautiful that strings of happy bubbles pop out from the bottom of the heart.
Come.
Those bubbles wrapped around its whole body, as if it were being held up entirely, feeling light and warm.
Huo'er lowered his head and took a big sip on the fat baby's smooth and tender face.
This sucking woke the baby up. His little mouth curled up, and Qiuqiu thought he was going to cry.
Fortunately not.
His eyes opened and he looked into Huo'er's eyes.
Such a young child can't even speak of eyesight, but Huo'er obviously doesn't care about this. It looked at the baby so seriously, as if communicating with the baby through a thousand silent words with its eyes.
Qiuqiu didn't have clairvoyant eyes, and neither did Shier. They couldn't guess what kind of in-depth communication the two fat babies, one big and one small, had. The big one was smiling happily, but the little one didn't know if he was also infected.
He then opened his mouth and showed a toothless giggle.
Huo'er's whole body was pressed against the swaddling clothes, and there was a long coat of saliva on his mouth, which was shiny and was about to drip onto the baby's face. Qiuqiu felt embarrassed. She quickly wiped away the saliva on Huo'er's mouth.
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Huo'er raised his head and looked at Qiuqiu seriously and sincerely.
Qiuqiu felt that she had probably been separated from Huo'er for a long time, and since it was so silent and silent, Qiuqiu couldn't guess what it wanted to do.
Qiuqiu couldn't guess, so Huo'er waited for a while and simply stopped waiting. It tried its best to stretch out its arms, seemingly wanting to pick up the baby in Qiuqiu's arms.
etc!
Qiuqiu felt that her whole body was not well.
It's not that she has any prejudice or discrimination, Huo'er likes children. Qiuqiu thinks this is a good thing.
But this needs to be dealt with on a case-by-case basis.
Huo'er's arms are like two big white lotus roots, and it's hard to even bend them. How do you expect these two stubby sticks to hold a child?
Obviously, both Shi'er and Huo'er were in a stream of consciousness. They didn't consider the actual situation at all. When Huo'er's arms were stretched out, they realized that they had encountered an unavoidable obstacle.
But it doesn't matter, I can get over the mountain if it doesn't come. Huo'er turned around and bent down slightly, letting his back go.
Qiuqiu really wanted to hide her face and sigh.
This action is of course very appropriate to do when Huo'er is still a big fire dragon. Riding the dragon and riding the wind. One of the most satisfying things in life is this. Of course Shi'er has ridden it. Even Qiuqiu remembers riding it. But there is a problem.
Yes, its current body shape is quite a problem.
A long dragon, and a short, fat, three-headed body - okay, three and a half heads, round up to four heads.
This is quite different.
Huo'er turned around and took a look.
Probably it also discovered the current flaw in its body shape, and frowned a little distressedly.
Qiuqiu was about to persuade him to stop when he was ready, but Huo'er maintained the half-bent posture and moved forward. He looked up and moved again.
After two moves, he moved out of the window.
Qiuqiu opened her eyes wide and watched as Huo'er shook her waist - well, even though it was so fat that it was difficult to see where her waist was, it was indeed a waist-shaking movement.
Then its body is like a piece of soft dough, which is stretched into a long strip in the hands of the chef.
Gold-red scales instantly covered his body, his limbs and claws were strong, and his head and horns were majestic.
Qiuqiu silently shouted in her heart - She has become a living dragon!
The second feeling is that Huo'er has grown up.
Its head alone is as big as a house in Fengxianju.
No, but it's not just physical differences.
The strength and momentum are all different. Huo'er used to have the shape of a dragon and looked very handsome and majestic, but the shock was different from now.
Huo'er has gone through the most critical period of shedding its skin and has ascended with them. It is no longer the reckless and ignorant little guy in Qiuqiu's memory.
It is already a well-deserved fire dragon.
The scales on its body were shining with crystal light and brilliant colors, as if a fire was coming out from inside, and the flames seemed to light up the night sky.
It turned its head again and signaled to Qiuqiu.
Qiuqiu hesitated for a moment, then Huo'er's tail rolled over and rubbed against his feet, and his head lay flat on the ground, silently urging him.
Qiuqiu took two steps forward, holding her son and sitting diagonally between its two dragon horns.
Dabai and Erbai jumped up and followed, squeezing and leaning against Qiuqiu.
Huo'er's dragon claws sank slightly, and he jumped into the air.
Everything on the ground moved away in an instant, and the orange lights in Fengxianjuli lit up like a trace of stars in the long night.
It was dark all around, with faint starlight twinkling around her. Qiuqiu felt like they were traveling through the sea of stars.
She hugged the child a little tighter, but the child didn't show any fear at all. On the contrary, he seemed to like the feeling of flying very much, grinning and giggling.
His hands broke out of the swaddling clothes at some point and waved randomly, as if he wanted to catch the stars that seemed close but still far away.
Huo'er has a clear goal, and it roars loudly, as if to notify of its arrival.
Shi'er raised his head, and Huo'er quickly grew from a light spot in his field of vision, and a huge head hit him like a meteorite.
Shi'er raised his hand and pressed it down slightly. Huo'er's open mouth was held down by his hand, and his long teeth struck the ground with a loud click.
Huo'er's enthusiasm hit an iceberg. Even when Shi'er, the owner, was blessed with a son, he still showed no mercy in picking it up.
Qiuqiu suppressed a smile and patted its big head to express comfort. When they all jumped down from the dragon's head, Huo'er wagged his tail, the long dragon body shrank up, and turned into a human form again. He lay in embarrassment.
On the ground, sand was spitting out, and the big eyes looked full of tears, as if they had been greatly wronged.
Qiuqiu held back her laughter and turned around to ask Shier: "Did you find anything?"
Shi'er nodded.
The surroundings were desolate and there was no sound at all. In this completely unfamiliar place, Qiuqiu even lost her sense of direction.
Everyone talks about ascending to immortality. But no one knows where they will go after ascending and what it means to become an immortal.
For Qiuqiu, she felt like they were lost on an isolated island.
Qiuqiu was overjoyed when Shi'er said she had discovered something.
"What did you find?"
Shi'er stretched out his hand. His palm was white and slender, and his hand shape was beautiful. Qiuqiu still remembered his hand when the two first met...well, it was too far away.
Shi'er's open palms were empty, with nothing in them.
"this……"
Qiuqiu gave him a confused look.
Shi'er smiled slightly.
Qiuqiu's eyes fell back on his hands.
Under her gaze, a faint white light appeared in his palm, flickering slightly.
What's this?
Qiuqiu looked at him, can this be touched?
Shi'er's hand moved closer to her.
Qiuqiu tentatively stretched out her hand and tapped it lightly with her fingertips.
The light seemed to be startled by her movement, and it bounced out to the side and fell to the ground.
Qiuqiu was startled, thinking she was in trouble, and instinctively hugged the child tighter.
The light spot disappeared as soon as it hit the ground, as if it had burrowed into the soil. Then a small green bud pushed its head out of the sand, quickly branched out, grew leaves, and sprouted flower buds.
When flowers bloom, there is a sound, like fish spitting bubbles on the water, like rain falling from the sky, like the first insect chirp after spring thunder...
The flowers suddenly bloomed.
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One chapter is finished.
The content posted now is the fourth version that has been revised again and again. I always feel that the writing feels wrong. But if I change it again, I probably won’t be able to find the original feeling again=,=
After posting this chapter, I went to the hospital. I have been in the hospital every day for the past few months, and I can't find the rhythm of life and writing at all.