Chapter 14:

Chapter Fourteen
Lin Mu took out some of the information of Emperor Xiu, looked at the time, did not rush, and stood on the platform and looked up.
As soon as he flipped through it, he saw a slightly familiar picture.
It was a scroll, and the painting was painted with a pale blue tree, covered with lush greenery.
The roots of the knots and the branches that grow horizontally are like black pines. The lush flowers and the valleys where the green grass stretches or the squats or lying on some strange strange animals, sleep well, and the forest trees don't know.
In the valley, the mountain springs of Qingling Ling flow down from the rear of the mountain, which is very similar to the fuzzy dreams that remain in his memory.
The forest trees can even hear the sound of the mountain springs flowing, the birds whispering.
It’s a bit clearer than what you see in your dreams.
There is very little information on Di Xiu, and only one or two sentences are mentioned in each booklet.
Most of them are mentioned when talking about an event or a monster.
The content mentioned is usually fruit.
The more popular name of Emperor Xiu is the worry-free tree.
The leaves are somewhat like poplar leaves, the branches and leaves are stretched in five directions, the flowers are tender yellow, and the fruits are heavy and dark.
The fruit of the family is the fruit of the emperor's rest. After eating it, people can forget the sorrow. There is no price in the monster.
The number of fruits is extremely small, and they are all monopolized by several forces.
So ordinary monsters and creatures can only lie outside the valley, piously and humblely begging that the emperor in the back can kindly give them some gospel.
Everyone is suffering, and they are all looking forward to forgetting their sorrows.
Even if I can't get the fruit, I can be taken care of by the power of Emperor Hugh, and it is a very difficult time to get a short time to abandon the happiness of trouble.
What's more, the emperor's fruit is far more than just a simple effect that can make people forget.
For monsters, being confused, ignoring, killing, and killing too much... and so on, a series of problems that may have major consequences can be solved with Emperor.
The woods turned over and the old half did not turn to the relevant content about the emperor's fine, only turned to a few of the forces that have been monitoring the valley.
The valley is controlled by several forces in the mountains of the Great Wilderness, which is called the bitter mountain, to prevent other monsters from entering.
Only occasionally there will be big monsters stepping into the valley to stay for a while, because it is not only the emperor, but also the tree itself.
Wherever there is a place where the emperor is resting, the grass is so strong that there is no battle, and even the most precious elixir can grow.
Lin Mu looked at the record of the valley. The above is written like this: Emperor Xiu grew very well under the care of several demons. It was not destroyed and refining like other ancient trees until 30 years ago. The emperor's whole tree disappeared mysteriously, and the big demon who often went into the valley did not anger, but simply blocked the news, and nothing happened.
After that, there will be no news of Di Xiu.
The woods turned over and over, and they never turned to the content of the emperor, but not the appearance of the emperor.
If I didn’t see the Emperor’s tree in the original photo, and the fruit that was snapped up in the record, the forest even had a point to dare not recognize whether his father was the emperor.
Lin Mu turned over the rest of the information and found that there is really no relevant content.
However, the forest tree can guess where it was 30 years ago, when Emperor Xiu disappeared from the great wilderness, it was about to the Central Plains, his mother found the deep mountains, and then met her mother.
As for how it came, and when it became fine, the forest knew nothing.
Maybe some of the big monsters who often go out into the valley will know, but those big monsters, the forest one does not know.
Only one of them is a little familiar, the father of Xuanjing, the return of the nine-tailed fox, and the contemporary king of Qingqiu.
It is a pity that Lin Mu has never seen the super-beautiful fox after a glimpse of it.
But the harvest is great.
The woods opened the first scroll, looked at the lush trees above, and looked down at himself.
The good thing is to understand what it is.
Look at this, the other half of the blood is not small.
Lin Mu thought, no wonder the mother died without saying a word to mention his father.
From the point of view that his father is going to be covered by several big monsters to protect this point, it is the most appropriate way to close your mouth.
As for the fruit left behind, the forest has a bad guess.
The fruit is used to make people forget their sorrows.
Dad gave the fruit to her mother. She should know that her mother has an unforgettable ambiguity. At the same time, he can’t accompany her to take care of her. It will give her mother the fruit that is very easy to snatch. I hope she can eat it and forget it. sad.
Mother can have any sadness that is difficult to forget.
She doesn't care about suppressing her grandfather, nor does she care about money. It takes a long time to plant a potted plant every day.
The mourning of the mother that the forest can think of is the reddish eyes every time she opens the album.
Lin Mu was silent for a while, and he didn't want to think about it anymore. He closed the information and thanked the strange room in the data room. The information was put back on the bookshelf, and while he went downstairs, he touched the mobile phone and sent a message to his mother's teacher. The message passed.
He wants to get a project that his mother participated in before returning. If there is a chance, maybe I can look over the past.
Who is right in the future?
The forest sent the message, collected the phone, and opened the door of the stairwell.
Downstairs has come, and this time has changed back to the prototype lying on the ground to form a ball, motionless.
The forest walked over to him and said, "What are you doing?"
"In autism." The sullen voice said.
Lin Mu looked at the group of dogs: "What is autism?"
"The old lady's family began to make false accusations, prepared for the funeral invitation, no my share." Dahei said a little wronged, he looked up at the forest, then stuck for two seconds, his head sniffed and sniffed, "How do you get back What happened? The demon gas suddenly rose and it was quite good."
"Ah?" Linmu looked down at his own hands and sniffed. "I can't feel it."
"You just can't feel it when you first come into contact with it." After the finished, he couldn't help but get closer and sniffed, and then he snorted and then slammed his throat.
It was an extremely comfortable taste, like a lazy lay in the warm sun under the soft blanket.
There is the aroma of grass and flowers, the rustling of the wind passing over the treetops, the distance seems to have a ring of peony, the flowing water clearing Ling Ling’s smashing, and the faint silk bamboo music, together with the wonderful singing It’s coming from the wind.
This taste is so beautiful that the dog can't help but want to pull out the belly and embrace this wonderful world in the softest and most fragile place.
This feeling came too fiercely and fiercely. The was very close to the forest. This breath covered the face and covered the face, letting the fall to the ground, slightly squinting, and the entire dog’s body was written with cool characters. Even pulled out the belly.
It looks like a cat with a cat and a peppermint, and it looks like a cool one.
This is a bit familiar.
It’s like the picture in the forest, the four beasts lying in the shade of the trees under the shade of the emperor.
- It's really no different from a cat with a cat's mint.
Big black lying on the ground, only feel refreshed, what autism, what troubles, sorrow, all disappeared, the mood is clear, the world is beautiful.
But his reason is still there, lazily asking: "Are you having something?"
"Well, figure out your blood," Lin said.
Big Black came to the interest: "Oh? What?"
The forest shook his head.
Big black understands, it is estimated that what is not suitable for the blood.
There are many blood vessels that need to be kept secret. Just like ginseng dolls always need to hide, the existence of many monsters will lead to looting and killing. The confidentiality is normal.
Dahei didn't mind, and he yawned comfortably under the influence of Linmu's clear-eyed demon. He watched the time to go to work officially. He just got ready to change back to the human form, and he was knocked at the door. Interrupted.
Big black looked up and sniffed: "The smell of humanity."
Lin nodded and turned to open the door.
Outside the door was a middle-aged man who gave birth to a little white hair. He wore a black suit, his hair was very well-regulated, very gentle and elegant, and smiled at the forest. He asked, "Hello, is Mr. Dahei there?"

With the advice of the woman who was yesterday, Lin Mu also realized that some humans are very aware of the existence of monsters.
He nodded and let the door open: "Yes."
The middle-aged man walked into the office and looked at the person he was looking for. He finally looked at the dog lying on the ground.
The smile on his face was a little stunned, showing a few horrified expressions, even the sounds were improved, some deformations: "big black?!"
The dog "Wang" gave a voice and did not speak.
The middle-aged man lingered for a long time, long breathed out, turned to look at the forest, hesitantly said: "My mother died the day before yesterday, came to my dream last night, told me to come here to find big black, good Thank him... it."
Lin Shu blinked and realized that this person was probably the son of the old lady who saved the big black.
No wonder the doesn't talk.
"Our words here, this is a big black." Lin Mu said.
"..." The middle-aged man was silent for a while, then looked at the big black, half awkward, and sighed a little, and said, "This afternoon, my mother came out."
Lin Mu looked at the big black.
Big black screamed at him, turned his head and pulled the leash from the cupboard, and shook it like an electric fan against the tail of the forest.
"..."
Lin took the door, took the guilt of the class, took the dog, and followed the middle-aged man to their home.
There were a lot of people coming to the old lady for the last trip, and the atmosphere was a bit dull.
The wood stood at the door and handed the leash to the old lady's son. He stood outside the door and did not go in.
He always disliked this scene of life and death, always reminding him of his lonely mother.
Lin Mu looked for a flower bed outside and sat down. After a while, he heard someone calling him.
He turned around and saw a gray-haired old man coming to him, the tutor who had just sent a message to ask about his mother's participation in the project.
It is also an old man who often takes care of his business. People are very good.

Mr. Tan?
Lin Mu stood up.
How are you here?

"The old lady who walked is my classmate." The old man said, pulling the hand of the forest and walking to the side, "I just want to find you."
"What is it?" asked Lin.
"Don't you be willing to spend the flowers and plants?" The old man patted the head of the forest, "I introduce you to a big customer."
When I was young and a little talked, I walked to the door of the house, where a man in a suit and a suit stood tall, and he was very tall. He put his hand in his pocket, licking the cigarette, and his eyes narrowed and seemed to be in a daze.
The old man walked over with the stride of the forest, and said, "The hut - this is the forest I told you."
Lin Mu was gently patted by the old man and couldn't help but straighten his back.
The shouted man looked at him slightly, his face condensed, with murderous and fierce.
When the forest was in a state of rigidity, he almost immediately noticed the abnormality of this man's breath. He was slightly removed from the alert and ready to escape.
The man’s eyes touched the forest and instantly squinted. After carefully examining him, he wiped out the smoke in his hand.
The old man introduced the man to the forest: "This is the Imperial House. I went inside and you talked slowly."
The man nodded and waited until the old man went far away and said: "Half demon?"
This sound is cold and cold, and it is very different from the coldness of Xuanjing. Just listening to the sound is like a knife tip with a bit of chilling chill, plunging into the mind of the listener, let the forest Can't stop playing a nap.
The man leaned a little closer, raised his hand and buckled the shoulders of the forest he wanted to run, sniffed a bit, and browed a head: "Di Xiu?"