Tonight's moon is a full moon.

Luo Xinxin sat at the window with her legs crossed, her hands on her knees, her head slightly raised, and she looked at the moonlight in the sky in a daze.

The moonlight is crystal clear, there are no extra clouds in the sky tonight, the moonlight is more unscrupulous to release its own brilliance, in the visible sight, everything is marked with a thick layer of frost, hitting the eaves in the distance, outlining the silver corners and corners.

She was stunned when she heard footsteps from far and near, her ears moved slightly, she got up, and walked to the door.

Under the cover of the moonlight, Fu Shuishui carried a small figure on his back, and he was staggering step by step: "Luo Xinxin, what are you looking at, come and help." ”

Before he arrived at the door, he heard Fu Shuishui's low voice, Luo Xinxin was stunned for two seconds, he didn't have time to speak, his body had already reacted, and he walked over quickly and gently hugged the figure on Fu Shuishui's back.

For Luo Xinxin, who is now the body of a fourteen or fifteen girl in the world, it is not a problem to hold a five or six-year-old child.

Luo Xinxin held Wen Shaoheng in one hand, and asked in a low voice: "Let you go to see him, why did you let people go out vertically and come in horizontally?" Did you knock him out? ”

Fu Shuishui rolled his eyes fiercely, can you think that she is better, she is so violent?

"No, you forgot I'm only five years old now? ”

Luo Xinxin hooked his lips when he heard this: "I'm afraid that you will bully people's little baby, you are hundreds of years older than this baby, and your generation is estimated to be his ancestor." ”

Fu Shuishui rolled his eyes again: "You are hundreds of years older than me, aren't you the ancestor of his ancestors?" ”

The two fought all the way, and carried Wen Shaoheng to the room that Xiaoman had prepared in advance, Fu Shuishui went in first and lit the candles, and suddenly, the originally dark room was filled with light, Fu Shuishui looked at the room and frowned slightly.

A small night pearl was taken out of his arms, and suddenly the room was like daylight, and Fu Shuishui and Luo Xinxin both squinted a little uncomfortably.

Fu Shuishui directly took the pocket covered with gauze on the table and covered it with the Night Pearl. The light in the room is no longer dazzling, but much softer.

"You're willing to do it. I've never seen you give me anything so good. ”

Luo's sad voice sounded without yin or yang.

Fu Shuishui on the side pulled the quilt, covered Wen Shaoheng, who had been placed on the bed, and tucked the corners of the quilt: "I didn't see you willing to give me an easy job." ”

Luo Xinxin pouted: "You can serve yourself, the old lady went back to sleep." ”

Hearing Luo Xinxin's voice with the door accompanied by the footsteps of the distance, Fu Shuishui smiled a little lightly on his lips. The eyebrows and eyes were soft in the light of candles and night pearls, and the eyes were as bright as stars.

He glanced back at the little boy lying on the bed.

Compared with when he first saw him, his eyebrows and eyes seemed to have more vitality belonging to this age. A thick shadow is cast under the eyelashes, the lips are pink, slightly curled into a line, and it seems that he is an old-fashioned little guy when he falls asleep.

I don't know what kind of family can raise such children.

Fu Shuishui vaguely felt that this child's life experience might not be so simple, in just one day of knowing him. In addition to constantly cooking, he had a small expressionless face, and then he looked at people fixedly with those black eyes.

In Fu Shuishui's cognition, the Eight Classics of Soul Dementorship is a spell that confuses the mind. It's not something that normal people will come into contact with, this kind of spell is generally used in the Nine Heavens and those aliens in the Heavenly Prison, and it is used as an inducement when they stubbornly refuse to admit their guilt.

However, the highest level of this kind of magic is to inadvertently invade the sea of consciousness of normal people, and then after stealing some things that are useful to them in the sea of knowledge, they will unknowingly make people insane and even become demented.

This kind of technique is forbidden to be learned and used by ordinary immortals in the Nine Heavens, and only those who can cultivate are Tianzun and other reserve main forces.

Thinking of this, Fu Shuishui's eyes sank slightly, looking at Wen Shaoheng, who was asleep like a baby defenselessly in front of him.

How can this kid in front of him know how to dementor?

Isn't it related to his life experience?

With such a young child, who would teach him such a technique?

Fu Shuishui raised his hand slightly, and a trace of indigo light condensed from his fingertips, and put it on Wen Shaoheng's eyebrows.

"Niang... Mother... Don't go, don't leave Ah Heng, Ah Niang...."

The young man who was sleeping peacefully on the couch suddenly whispered, startling Fu Shuishui, the light on his fingertips paused for a while, and finally clenched into a fist and left Wen Shaoheng's eyebrows.

"That's it, you're still young, I hope you don't have a harmful heart."

Obviously, his soul dementorship was still not a good thing that day, and it was not a threat to the three people who were not mortals, so Luo Xinxin was so relieved to let this baby stay at home.

Fu Shuishui sighed softly and was about to leave, but the corner of his clothes was tightly grasped by a pair of small hands.

She looked up a little stunned, and met a pair of black eyes, there was no longer the pitch black in those eyes that saw him during the day, no, it seemed that after Luo Xinxin saw through his soul dementorship, he seemed to be a lot more normal.

Although there are still not many words.

Fu Shuishui's voice was a little hoarse: "Why did you wake up?" When did you wake up? ”

He probably didn't see her movement just now, right? Fu Shuishui was a little apprehensive in his heart.

Just now, I originally wanted to use magic to probe his consciousness and find out the origin of the soul dementorship, but listening to his whispering, somehow, I didn't want to do it.

Wen Shaoheng on the bed sat up, this would seem to be coming back to his senses, seeing that he was pulling the clothes of other people's female dolls, he let go of his hand as if he was electrocuted, his head was slightly deviated, and he said a little uncomfortably: "You... When you turn around...."

Fu Shuishui didn't notice his abnormality, only looked at him and didn't seem to dare to look at her face, his eyes wandered wildly, and suddenly felt a little strange, stepped forward and climbed up with his little short legs and climbed up to the bed with his strength, kneeling on the bed with both legs, and pulling Wen Shaoheng's little face with both hands and twisting it hard, so that his face was facing him.

The little boy was unprepared, and a gentle fragrance of roses swept through the tip of his nose, warm and moist like the wind, if he was leaving. The touch of a pair of soft little hands on his face made his face feel more and more burning.

"What's wrong with you? Why is your face so red? Be... Caught a cold outside at night? ”

Fu Shuishui eagerly looked at the little boy in front of him, his face was red, and even his two white and small ears were stained with red.

When Fu Shuishui saw it, he felt even more terrible, stretched out a hand and touched his ear, and then touched the little boy's ear, just when her little hand just touched the boy's ear, the boy's body trembled slightly like an electric shock.

A certain woman touched the little boy's forehead again, and wherever she could reach it, the temperature of the little boy's forehead was like boiling water.

"No, you'll become a fool if you burn like this, I'll call Xiaoman to get a doctor for you."

Fu Shuishui hurriedly jumped off the bed, and the little boy who seemed to have been "burned" on the bed seemed to have woken up from a big dream and hurriedly dragged her arm, but was vigorously dragged off the bed by Fu Shuishui, and his head slammed on the bedpost next to the bed, Wen Shaoheng only felt that his eyes were dark and he lost consciousness.

....

When Wen Shaoheng woke up again, he only felt that he had a terrible headache, as if he had been beaten with a stick, and he was beaten several times.

He squinted uncomfortably at the bright light in the room, but his ears were drawn by the sound of voices outside.

"Such a young child, how can you bear to let him hit him so hard? If you look at the cut on his forehead, it will definitely leave a scar in the future. How do you take care of the child, it's only so young, I almost sent him away, woo woo woo.... The old man also has such a small grandson at home, and he is afraid of falling when he holds it in his hand, and he is afraid of melting in his mouth. Usually the old woman wants to beat him and scold him, but the old man is reluctant, look at you, it's really a sin, if such a good-looking little boy dies early, God won't let you go, hum...."

"Ah, yes, yes..."

"You're right, we're wrong..."

"Yes, you're right, it's our fault, we shouldn't have let such a young child get hurt, yes, yes, yes..."

I saw that in the outer room, three girls of about fourteen or fifteen, oh no, and a little radish head, the three of them stood side by side in a straight line in a restrained and polite manner, with their hands attached to their abdomen, hanging their heads, with a face of piety, and their mouths echoed from time to time.

In front of them, a little old man in his fifties a month, carrying a huge medical kit and wearing a dark robe. The corner of the robe was folded and pinned to the waist, and a pair of thick-soled boots were on his feet, and he was looking at the three women in front of him who seemed to be extremely guilty.

Who would have thought that Fu Shuishui and Luo Xinxin, who couldn't control it at home, were now stunned by the old doctor in the private world.

The main reason is that the expressions of these three people are too serious, so that the old doctor's original idea of only reprimanding a few words has disappeared. Suddenly, he felt that Wen Si was well-thought: "Every child can come to this world, it is a gift from the gods." If we treat children like this, we will be punished by the gods in heaven, and we will..."

Fu Shuishui originally listened to what the old gentleman said seriously, and listened carefully, but when he heard it, he felt that it was not right: "Old man, what you said is right, but there is one thing I want to refute you." Nor are these human lives all gifts from the gods, their lives are in their own hands. If the effect is to be punished, it is not punished by the gods, it is also its own cause and effect. Others will not punish him, and the cause and effect of what he has done is his punishment. ”

Luo Xinxin nodded: "Yes, even if human life is controlled by the gods, their future is still in their own hands." to be punished, and that is self-made. ”

Xiao Man also nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, yes." “

The old doctor's face, which was still a little smiling, suddenly turned black as the bottom of the pot, and he brushed his sleeves away: "It's really rotten wood that can't be carved!" ”

The three of them looked at the old doctor's angry figure, and looked at each other for a while.

Fu Shuishui suddenly ran away, Luo Xinxin was silent in place for a while, his face was hideous as if he thought of something, and chased away, roaring as he ran: "Fu Shuishui!" You've done a great job! The old lady is here to listen to this bad old man who has been reciting the scriptures here all night... The old lady chopped you! ”