"Are you going to run away when you see me? Rudolph, come back to me!"

Ling Mo's gloomy voice came, and the reindeer that was about to turn around and run stiffened, and turned around very helplessly and fearfully, and said in a somewhat expectant voice:

"Lord Watchman, didn't I leave in a hurry because I saw that your old man was very busy and was afraid of delaying your business?"

"What can I do? Ling Mo smiled: "It's you, what are you going to do, what's the matter with the kid on your back?"

Hearing Ling Mo's question, the reindeer named Rudolph breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly replied, "I didn't do anything, I was just doing my normal job! ”

"I see. Ling Mo nodded clearly, and then asked, "It's just to catch this snowman back, why do you do such a big battle and such a large area of snow?"

"That's because ......"

Rudolph was about to answer, but Joan of Arc on the side suddenly said angrily: "Discipline? You call this kind of thing discipline? Look at this child's whip marks, as a seventh-level demonic beast, it is unconscious and dying!"

"Shut up!Hang the Sky Knight!" Although he was respectful to Ling Mo and turned his head to face Joan of Arc, Rudolph was not so polite: "It's just a little headless horseman, I'm not as powerful as your horse, what is there to call for?" From the day of birth, the duties of our nine brothers are like this, if you have any grievances, go and tell Io!"

"Duty, what duty can make you so cruel?" Joan of Arc said angrily, just as she was about to condemn it again, she was suddenly pulled by Ling Mo's sleeve, and looked at Ling Mo with some puzzlement, but heard the other party say: "That, Joan of Arc, your intentions may be good, but this kind of thing is really Rudolph's duty." ”

Without waiting for Joan of Arc to ask again, Ling Mo first explained, "I found out about this from just now, I obviously called the name of this reindeer, but you don't seem to know who it is?"

"Who is it? is it famous?" Jeanne d'Arc asked in confusion, "Besides, who is it has anything to do with this?"

"Of course there is a relationship, and a lot of it. Ling Mo waved his hand to signal Joan of Arc to be calm: "This reindeer is the leader of the nine reindeer that Santa Claus St. Nicholas used to pull the cart, the leader of the Christmas gift cart, and the eternal source of happiness for the children - Rudolph!"

"Christmas... Old man... After a long reaction, Joan of Arc suddenly screamed, "Santa Claus, do you mean that Santa Claus?!The one who climbs into the chimney on Christmas Eve and puts gifts in the children's socks?!"

"That's right, it seems you've heard of my famous name!" The reindeer named Rudolph snorted, pointed his nostrils to Joan of Arc, and said disdainfully: "When you heard the name of Lord Ben, you didn't immediately remember who Lord Ben was, it seems that you must have had a super bad time when you were a child, and your whole childhood was gray, right?!hahaha, what a poor child!"

"This, this ......" Joan of Arc took two steps back in disbelief and said in an incredulous tone: "This is impossible! Santa Claus, isn't it a boring legend used by parents to coax their children? I didn't believe in Santa Claus since I was a child, how could an old man who only needs to work one day a whole year exist?

"Poof!"

Rudolph laughed very unscrupulously, looked at Joan of Arc with endless contempt, and said, "Sure enough, as I guessed, you were a poor little ghost who never received a gift when you were a child!

As the reindeer spoke, a beautifully wrapped gift fell from the sky and landed at Joan of Arc's feet with a thud, a boxy box, the wrapping paper was extremely gorgeous, and even the ties were very elaborate with several bows. Although I didn't know what was inside, even though this thing was thrown to me by the deer in front of me, it ...... But, sure enough, I still want it!

Joan of Arc must admit that when she saw this gift, her heartbeat still missed a beat very uncontrollably, and the black gas in her neck cavity spewed out slightly faster, this is a gift from the real Santa Claus (the mount) to herself! Although she doesn't believe in Santa Claus on the surface, she still has a trace of luck in her heart!

Humiliated and snickering, Joan of Arc squatted down, hugged the big box on the snow in her arms, patted the snow on it very carefully, resisted the desire to open it now to see what was inside, and said again: "Even if you are really Santa's mount, can you be so rough with the baby snowman?

"I said......" Ling Mo pressed his eyebrows with a little headache and said, "Do you know anything about the legend of Santa Claus?"

"What do you mean?" Joan of Arc was really a little confused at this time, "That's what the legend says, such a well-known legend, my memory is not wrong, right?"

"That's right, but the legend is that you only remember half of it!" Ling Mo said helplessly, "Every time Io was born, the legendary old man 'St. Nicholas' would fly through the sky in a sleigh cart pulled by nine reindeer, go door to door from the chimney into the house, and then secretly put the gift in the socks at the bedside of the good child. ”

And the rest of the year, he's busy making gifts and supervising the children's behavior. The good boy will get his gifts, the bad boy will be whipped, and the very bad boy, after being whipped, will be taken by the reindeer to Santa's house to be taught until he becomes a good boy!

"Is that so?" said Joan of Arc, stunned, "Bad boys still need to be whipped......?"

"The legend of Santa Claus is the story of thousands of years of people who have stimulated their children from both rewards and punishments in order to make their children more obedient. Ling Mo paused and continued: "It's just that children will always subconsciously ignore that Santa Claus will bring punishment, and look forward to the gifts they can get, so it's not surprising that a child like you who had a gray childhood doesn't know." ”

"I see......"

Tightening the gift in his arms, Joan of Arc finally reacted: "In this case, the baby snowman is obviously classified as a 'bad boy' by Santa Claus, so he was whipped, and he still has to be taken home by this reindeer Mr. to be trained?"

"Yes, that's it. ”

Ling Mo pointed to a piece of whip hanging from Rudolph's deer buttocks, and introduced: "See, that brown whip is Santa's secret weapon, although it is usually used to drive away reindeer, but, because the legend of Santa Claus is too well-known, this whip has a powerful power to distort reality! As long as it is identified as a 'bad boy', then no matter how strong it is, there is no resistance in the face of whipping!" It is precisely because of this that Rudolph can easily subdue the baby snowman with the strength of a sixth-level demonic beast!"

"If that's the case, then who defines the standards of a good boy and a bad boy?" Hearing Ling Mo's answer, Joan of Arc asked a little tangled: "It can't be Santa Claus himself, right? If that's the case, wouldn't he become a judge in the world? Why does he have so much power?!"

"Bastard, don't use your shallow malice to disdain my master!"

Before Ling Mo could answer, Rudolph on the side couldn't help it when he heard Joan of Arc slandering his master, and directly retorted: "To be the judge of the world? Do you think my master would have such a boring mind? Define whether it is bad children or not, it is not my master at all, but those children themselves!"

"Can a child know good and bad?!"

"Why don't you understand? Children who have reached the age of looking forward to gifts, whether they are influenced by the environment or inspired by themselves, they have already understood what is right and what is wrong! At least they understand a little! Whether they are a good child or not, they know very well in their own hearts!"

"In other words, no matter what he has done, as long as this kid thinks he is a good boy from the bottom of his heart, then he is a good boy?" Joan of Arc understood what Rudolph meant, shook his body in disbelief, and said angrily: "This kind of judgment standard is too child's play, right?"

"Hehe," Rudolph tossed his front hooves and said with a sneer: "As long as there is a creature with independent consciousness, the most difficult thing to deceive is himself! No matter how well-behaved he is, his own heart cannot be deceived, and my master is to judge whether they are good children or bad children by sensing their own hearts! There may be a few exceptions, and they still firmly believe that they are good children when they do bad things every day, but these special cases are too few, and the proportion is less than one in ten thousand, so it doesn't matter. ”

"Speaking of which, I really have to thank you. Rudolph turned his head, stabbed the baby snowman with the horns on his forehead, and said with a smile: "This baby snowman on my back is one of the special cases." It has played with low-level undead creatures time and time again, and has done all kinds of evil, but it has never taken these things seriously, and from the bottom of my heart it thinks that it is a good boy! This is such a strange thing, I actually have to give it a gift every year! What a great shame!"

"It's thanks to you, a 'friend', that it realizes its mistakes and makes it begin to doubt the right and wrong of what it has done. Because of this, I finally found an opportunity to come over and whip it. It's so enjoyable, I wanted to smoke it more than 200 years ago!"

“！！！”

Joan of Arc's body shook suddenly, and all the black qi in his neck retracted, and after a long time, he asked weakly, "So, did I hurt the snowman baby......?"

"You just want to be good for him, you want to say that, right?" Rudolph impatiently cut off Joan of Arc's words, and said mockingly: "Headless Horseman, I know you, you are Joan of Arc, right? You have been repeating the cycle of 'doing good for others but doing wrong things' during your lifetime, and finally killed yourself, and now that you are dead, don't make the same old mistakes!"

"You!" was suddenly revealed by Rudolph, Joan of Arc trembled with anger, pointed at Rudolph with a trembling hand with an indifferent expression, wanted to say something, recalled her experience, but couldn't say a word, in the end, she pulled out her door board giant sword suddenly, and smashed it in the snow!

Seeing that it would take a while for her to vent, and she would not be able to communicate for a while, Ling Mo stopped caring about her, and said to Rudolph instead: "Continue the topic just now, is it necessary to make such a big snow just for the sake of this snowman baby?"

"Not for it, Lord Watcher. ”

Rudolph had a mocking expression on his face, and said respectfully to Ling Mo: "Under this land, there is something particularly evil about to wake up, and my eight brothers, Rush, Dancer, Thunder, Flurry, Female Fox, Cupid, Comet, and Lightning, were sent to this place by the master, and used our strength to lower the temperature here, hoping to delay the awakening of that thing, and wait for the moment when the master rushed over." Smoking a baby snowman is just a pure coincidence. ”

"I see, then I won't delay you from getting down to business, Joan of Arc, let's go. Ling Mo greeted Joan of Arc on the side, and then he said to Rudolph: "This snowman baby, training is training, be careful not to die." ”

"Don't worry, Lord Watcher, we're professional. ”

Hearing the conversation between Ling Mo and Rudolph, Joan of Arc hatefully stopped what he was doing and looked at Rudolph very unhappily, but he didn't say much, just walked to Xiao Han silently, wanting to lead him back on the road.

Only this time, Xiao Han, who has always been obedient to her, was completely disobedient, and in the face of Joan of Arc who came up, as soon as she shook her neck, she threw the caught off guard Joan of Arc! In mid-air, Joan of Arc also let out a surprised exclamation:

"Xiao Han?!"

However, the headless war horse did not react at all, and a large amount of black smoke erupted from Xiao Han's neck, surrounding his body, and at the same time emitting a high-pitched neigh!

Ling Mo and Joan of Arc couldn't understand what it meant, but Rudolph's face changed suddenly, and his red nose began to glow with anger: "Ha! Interesting! You said you found the head of your destiny, which is my head? You want to kill me and put my head on your body?!"

Seeing that the opponent in front of him understood what he meant, Xiao Han was extremely excited, it raised its front hooves high, stepped down heavily, and shook all the snow within a radius of hundreds of meters into the air, and then exerted force on all four legs at the same time, with billowing black smoke, like a roaring train, and crashed straight towards Rudolph!