Daukou stared at the little guy. The more he looked at it, the cuter he became, and the more he looked at it, the more reluctant he was to let go. He couldn't help but work harder and said: "It is the one who wants to follow us, and we are not forcing it to take it away. What's wrong with it? Besides, it
If there really is an owner, the owner must not treat it well, otherwise, how could it be willing to go with others?"
After he finished speaking, he found that the little guy nodded his head as if in agreement. His eyes rolled around several times, then he raised his head and tried his best to pass the dagger on his lips to Qingguan.
Qingguan realized its action and couldn't help but was slightly stunned. He took the dagger from its mouth and asked the little guy: "Are you going to give it to me?"
After asking, I felt a little stupid because she was actually talking to a mink.
What was strange was that the little thing, which was not supposed to understand human speech, actually seemed to nod towards her.
Next to her, the expression on Daukou's face changed from expectation to horror. She was almost tongue-tied and said: "Little Miss. She is nodding to you. She really understands what we are saying!"
Qingwan also noticed it. Although she found it incredible, she still asked again seriously: "Do you want to go back with us?"
The little guy nodded his head again, and this time Qingwan was 100% sure that this little thing that ran out of nowhere could really understand what he was saying.
Daukou's eyes couldn't help but become brighter and brighter. She looked at Qingguan with more expectancy and said, "Miss, shall we take it back?"
Looking at the man and the mink in front of him with eyes full of expectation, Qingguan finally nodded, "Okay, but after bringing it back, you have to be responsible for taking care of it."
"Yeah!" Daukou nodded vigorously and looked at the little guy excitedly.
But after the little guy got the permission, he didn't feel grateful to Daukou who spoke for her. Instead, he "chicked" and rushed to Qingguan's shoulder. He kept rubbing his little furry head against Qingguan's neck.
nest.
No matter how serious the expression on Qingwan's face was originally, she couldn't help but feel a bit of smile at this moment.
Yes, there are probably not many people who wouldn’t like such a cute little thing, right?
At this moment, she no longer cared whether this thing had an owner or not. She happily lifted it off her shoulders, held it in her arms, and walked down the mountain.
Daukou puffed up her cheeks and glared at the little guy with envy and hatred. Then she carried Yao Lou behind her back and followed happily.
The master and the servant were happily preparing to go down the mountain. After walking a few steps, they saw Qingguan suddenly turning back. He took out the dagger that the little guy had given him before and placed it at intervals near the root of the agarwood tree.
, just cut out a wound of about an inch.
So that the next time you come to collect agarwood, you don’t have to climb up the tree so hard.
To say that this dagger is really a treasure, it is not an exaggeration to say that it can cut iron like clay. No wonder this little thing must give it to himself.
However, I wonder how the owner of this dagger would feel if he saw that he had taken it away?
That's all, if he wanted to get it back, he would probably come to him, right? At worst, he could just remember another favor.
"Let's go!" After doing all this, she carefully wrapped the dagger in a silk handkerchief, carefully took it back to her waist, and then asked Daukou to leave again.
On the way back, the two of them collected some mint leaves and lemongrass, and with the little guy running out of nowhere, they returned home with a full load.