(xxvi)

"Good. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" The little monk's voice was low and smiling, like a cello.

"Don't move, I'll go light the light." The little monk gently placed the silent glass on the collapse, and then lit all the lights in the courtyard of the room.

For a while, the lights were bright, as bright as day, and even the moonlight in the sky was incomparable.

The two of them tossed in the kitchen for a long time, their faces were full of flour and ingredients, and the mooncakes were still soft and collapsed, not even in shape.

Mo Li was a little frustrated, obviously she had learned all the ancient pastries, and she couldn't make the native moon cakes.

The little monk didn't dislike the freshly baked mooncakes, this was the first time he didn't burn the kitchen when he cooked, and he successfully made a delicious meal, well, it's still quite encouraging, isn't it?

"Little fox, you taste it, it's not bad." The little monk broke off a small piece and sent it to Mo Li's mouth.

I didn't expect this bad-looking mooncake to taste quite good, just like the taste made by my mother when I was a child.

Swallowing this piece of mooncake, Mo Li felt a little choked. She thought that she had done so many tasks and traveled so many worlds, that she had become accustomed to this kind of life as a passerby.

It's just that she didn't expect that the moon cake made her so sad and remembered her parents.

Mid-Autumn Festival, the day of reunion, I don't know how my parents are doing, Moli is very homesick at this moment.

Mo Li's sudden tears frightened the little monk. "Little fox, if you don't like to eat, we won't eat it, okay?"

The little monk's skill of comforting people was not lit at all, and he could only look at Mo Li stupidly and helplessly.

There was really no way, the little monk actually reached out and hugged Mo Li in his arms and patted her back gently.

The little monk is slender, while Mo Li is petite.

So, Mo Li lay on the little monk's chest and cried whining. She's been away for so long, and she doesn't know if her parents are okay? She was a little worried.

"Little monk, I'm homesick." Mo Li whimpered.

The little monk nodded, and said in his voice that could calm people, "Tomorrow, I will accompany you home." ”

Mo Li knew that the little monk had misunderstood, but her heart was still warm. At the very least, there is one person here who is really good to her.

Crying and crying, Moli actually began to hiccup, and couldn't stop no matter what. After some hectic work, Mo Li's mood calmed down a lot.

"Little monk, hiccup! Wait a moment and pat me inattention. Mo Li said intermittently.

The little monk nodded, but before he could look for an opportunity, Mo Li's hiccups were inexplicably better.

Mo Li began to stuff mooncakes into her mouth non-stop, telling herself that this was her mother's taste.

The little monk looked at Mo Li worriedly on the side, is this turning sadness into appetite? Can this stomach stand it at night?

"Little monk, you eat." Mo Li felt the little monk staring at her motionlessly, and took a piece and stuffed it into the little monk's mouth.

In this way, one person has a piece of moon cakes, and after a while, the plate of miserable moon cakes will be eliminated.

Alas, it's good to hold on, what can I do about this. Mo Li rubbed her bulging belly, quite resentful.

"Why don't you go for a walk?" The little monk also felt that he was uncomfortable.

Mo Li nodded, but before she could take two steps, she didn't want to go and turned into a prototype, lying on the shoulder of the little monk.

The little monk has a black line on his face, when is there such a way to take a walk.

Mo Li felt that lying on the bed and sleeping comfortably at this time was the happiest thing, and it was not wise to come out to blow the cold wind. "Little monk, let's go back, cold."

Well, in fact, Mo Li was sleepy, and he didn't wake up for more than an hour. Mo Li feels that now in addition to sleeping is eating, in addition to eating is sleeping, if you don't look at the growing waist and more and more bulging belly, then life is beautiful.

The little monk pulled Mo Li off his shoulders and looked at her face to face, "No, you have to walk around the courtyard." ”

Mo Li stretched out her little claws and paws to look at the little monk cutely, her eyes blinking, trying to make the little monk abandon his weapon and surrender.

However, the little monk looked at Mo Li's bulging belly that was about to explode, and was extremely resolute, "No, you have to go around." ”

Mo Li gently bit the little monk, and then quickly jumped down from him, and began to walk forward without the little monk's urging.

Mo Li covered her face, the childish action just now must not have been done by her. Why is she more and more like a child in front of the little monk, has her brain been eaten by a dog?

Leaving the little monk alone in the same place and smirking, the little monk looked at the small tooth marks on his fingers and felt very cute. My heart rejoiced and rejoiced, and my heart softened into a puddle of water.

Look at the small snow ball in front of you, swaying and shaking, cute and cute.

The little monk quickly caught up with the little fox, one person and one fox, the moonlight stretched the figure very long, and walked slowly, as if he could go to the earth and the heavens.

"Good night, little monk." Mo Li was in front of the door, saying with a calm smile.

"Good night, go to bed early." There was a little warmth between the lips and teeth of the little monk.

After a dreamless night, Mo Li slept well, this was the most restful sleep she had since she did the mission, without any fear and anxiety.

"Little monk, you pack up and salute, where are you going?" Mo Li watched the little monk pack a lot of small bags, and looked at the little monk with some questions.

"I'll take you home." The little monk reached out and rubbed Mo Li's hair, and then went to clean up the salute.

Go home? Where did you come from? After a while, Mo Li recalled that she cried a lot last night, and then cried and shouted that she was homesick and missed her parents.

Is there anything more heartwarming than if you say something casually, but be cherished by another person and seriously achieve it?

"You don't have to pack up your salute, this girl will let you see the vast power of this girl. Come close your eyes. Mo Li took the little monk's hand, and with a leap, he appeared in Huming Mountain.

It has been a hundred years since the original owner left Huming Mountain, and now Huming Mountain is deserted, overgrown with weeds, silent and gloomy, and even the tragedy of the massacre a hundred years ago can be vaguely seen, and the traces of the fire.

The fox clan, hundreds of foxes, including those cubs who were waiting to be fed and had not had time to look at the world, died extremely miserable because of the whispers of Xun Yue and the injustice of God.

"Little monk, this is where I used to live." Those bloody and tragic pictures appeared in Mo Li's mind for no reason, as if that scene was what she had really experienced, not just a commentary. (To be continued.) )