The little boy had just been lying down next to Bai Zehui, and when he heard Bai Zehui say that the water was delicious, he immediately got up again, "This water is spiritual spring water, of course it is different from what you drank before, master." ”

Although Bai Zehui can't see the little boy's chest and belly and small face now, she can hear the pride and pride of the little boy.

She asked the little boy, "Does the spiritual spring water have any special effects?"

——The latter sentence is naturally inferred from the little boy who gave her water to quench her hunger just now.

The little boy was suddenly refreshed by her question, and he took Bai Shengsheng's chubby fingers and said to Bai Zehui: "The effect of spiritual spring water is many. If you drink it directly, it can strengthen the body, get rid of pain, and replenish spiritual power; if you use it to water plants, it can accelerate the growth of plants, and it can also make the fruits taste more delicious; if you use it to clean wounds, it can reduce inflammation and stop bleeding, accelerate healing, and remove saprophytic muscles; if you take a bath with special medicines, you can also wash the muscles and marrow and improve your physical fitness. ”

Although it was mixed with words such as "spiritual power" and "washing tendons and marrow", she understood that this so-called "spiritual spring water" was very precious and useful.

Bai Zehui didn't hold on to these details, she had more important questions to ask, "Then where did you get this spiritual spring water?

The little boy shook his head, "It's in the master's ring space." ”

Bai Zehui was a little confused.

Ring space?

How did she not know she had such a thing?

Without waiting for Bai Zehui to babble again, the little boy had already taken the initiative to open his mouth to solve her puzzles, "Master, your ink jade ring is actually connected to a different dimension, and I took the water from it." ”

When it comes to the black jade ring, the only thing Bai Zehui can think of is the one that Lao Li gave her before he died.

She remembered that before the car accident, she did have the black jade ring with her.

But the problem is that she is no longer in the original world, and she is no longer the same body!

And not long ago, that Mrs. Jiang helped her clean up her current body, if she really brought the black jade ring, then Mrs. Jiang would definitely be the first to find out.

The little boy immediately sensed Bai Zehui's suspicion of him, he flattened his mouth aggrievedly, and then complained to Bai Zehui in a milky voice, "Master, you don't believe me!"

Bai Zehui came back to her senses, and hurriedly babbled to comfort the little boy who was about to cry to her if she didn't agree with her, "It's not that I don't believe you, it's that I don't have any ink jade rings at all." ”

The little boy was not ready to cry, but he felt that Bai Zehui's words were very strange, "Master, what are you talking about?

While speaking, the little boy also reached out and poked Bai Zehui's right hand through the small bag.

Bai Zehui was a little dumbfounded, because when the little boy poked her right hand, she also vaguely felt that there was indeed a slightly cool hard object on her right hand.

She struggled to move her tiny fingers, and then she noticed that the black jade fingers on her fingers were several times smaller than before.

Now this one is like it was tailor-made for her little fingers, not to mention how suitable it is to wear it.

She was secretly surprised in her heart, and then babbled and asked the little boy, "Has it always been in my hands? Then why didn't I and Mrs. Jiang find it before?"

The little boy grinned, "Because I hid it! I'm afraid that those bad guys will find out about their master's ring and sneak it away." Master, I'm smart, aren't I?"

His little appearance of "asking for praise, asking for praise" pleased Bai Zehui, she sincerely praised the little boy a few words, and the little boy's bun face suddenly smiled into a flower.

Bai Zehui asked him again, "Then why do you call me master?"

The little boy tilted his head and said to Bai Zehui in a natural tone: "Because you are my master." ”

Bai Zehui was choked by his righteous appearance and was silent for a moment before he said, "But I don't remember seeing you before." ”

The little boy suddenly realized, and he pointed to Bai Zehui's right hand, "That's because you didn't give the Moyu ring blood before to recognize the master." ”

Seeing Bai Zehui's dazed face, he hurriedly added: "I am the instrument spirit of the Moyu Ring, and I have been sleeping in the ring space until you wake me up, master. ”

Bai Zehui slowly came back to her senses, although she was just an ordinary person in her previous life, as a special forces soldier who was extremely outstanding in all aspects, she had also come into contact with several strange people who only existed in legends for ordinary people because of her mission.

Because she has seen their abilities and methods that are different from ordinary people, she is much more accepting of those who are beyond human common sense.

As for the little boy in front of him, in Bai Zehui's opinion, his existence is similar to the artifact spirits mentioned in those widely circulated myths and legends, the novelty is naturally novel, but there are no emotions such as fear or disgust.

Of course, he has such an impression of the little boy, mainly because before his true identity was exposed, Bai Zehui was already full of affection for this smart and cute little guy.

She babbled and communicated with the little boy for a while, the two asked and answered, Bai Zehui soon learned from the little boy's milky voice that the black jade ring left by Lao Li was actually a very rare treasure, and its previous owners were all real immortals.

Bai Zehui listened secretly, and the little boy was also very happy.

At the end of the chat, Bai Zehui asked the name of the little boy again - this little guy will live with her in the future, and she can't always call him "little guy".

"I ...... I don't have a name. According to him, although he has been self-conscious for a long time, there are not many days when he can really appear in his current form, and his previous master has fallen before he can act out of his body.

In his intermittent narration, Bai Zehui heard the boundless loneliness and loneliness.

Thinking about it, Bai Zehui felt that this child was really pitiful and strong - if it was that she had been locked up somewhere for more than 100,000 years, she would feel that she would definitely have a serious mental illness.

"Shall I give you a name?" Although the exit was still babbling, there was tenderness in her childish voice that could not be concealed.

The little boy was stunned for a moment, and then nodded violently with a smile, "Please give the master a name." ”

Bai Zehui pondered for a moment before saying, "How about the name Moxi? The ink of Moyu has the meaning of brightness, warmth, harmony, happiness, and auspiciousness. ”