Lin Mu covered his head and searched for his hat.
He didn’t know if it was because the little Ginseng had returned, but the small seedling on top of his head would sneakily poke out shortly after being pressed down. Lin Mu had given up on trying to push it back and simply decided to find a hat to keep it down.
Yan Xuanjing held the new and large dog bed that Lin Mu had bought for him, dragging it to the yard and positioned it under the sun. He looked at the extremely pale sun essence floating down from the sky and jumped into the dog bed, lazily lying on his side in the sun.
The light golden sun essence floated like dandelion seeds, fluttering in the wind before landing all over the nine-tailed fox’s body. It was too late for them to enter his body, so they just slipped along his smooth fur into the dog bed and piled up.
It was the first time that little Ginseng had seen something like this, so he crouched beside the dog bed and curiously reached out to touch one of those small balls of light. In an instant, a tiny speck of light entered his hand and disappeared.
The little Ginseng stared at his hand in a daze, and after some time, he let out a burp. The ginseng seeds on his head, which had been drawn to the sunlight, grew even brighter and redder.
His eyes brightened and he licked his lips, and just as he was about to reach out and grab another one of those small orbs of light, Milky swiped at him with his tail from the dog bed. The pain made him flinch and he pulled his hand back.
The little Ginseng blew on his own chubby hand, locked eyes with Milky’s dignified gaze, and pouted, feeling wronged. “Fine, I won’t grab it.”
Yan Xuanjing took back his line of sight, lazily enjoyed the sun essence for a while, then looked around the yard.
The best way to nourish the land was by harnessing the essence of the sun and moon.
The spiritual medication thrived in the yard, with flowers and grass flourishing. If a stronger monster appeared, they might even catch a wisp of condensed spiritual energy that formed a delicate mist.
Such an extraordinary place was scarce even in the Great Wilderness.
Yan Xuanjing blinked, recalling Lin Mu’s words about the numerous little monsters that had visited their door. After pondering for a moment, he subtly curled his tail and employed his power to conceal the yard from other monsters.
Yan Xuanjing looked at what he had achieved with great satisfaction. Under the early morning sun, he let out a contented yawn and wrapped himself up in his tail, curling into a cozy ball on the dog bed.
Lin Mu finally found a cap and placed it on his head. He gently touched the little seedling that stubbornly poked out from under the hat. Not paying much attention to it anymore, he grabbed his phone and keys, ready to head off to work.
The little Ginseng ran over with his short legs and asked Lin Mu, “Lin Mu, what kind of house are we going to build?”
Only then did Lin Mu remember about the little friends that the little Ginseng brought back who knew how to build houses. After thinking for a moment, he went back inside the house and printed out a few completed greenhouse designs. He handed them over to the little Ginseng.
“I’ll be happy with something like this. You guys can decide which ones are easier to build. Once you’ve made your decision, let me know so we can buy materials tomorrow during the weekend.”
The little Ginseng shrunk back his neck and said hesitantly, “I…… We don’t go to places where there are lots of humans.”
Lin Mu gave him a comforting pat on the head and said, “that’s alright; I can go by myself.”
The little Ginseng smiled sweetly at Lin Mu, then rolled up the papers in his hand and ran out.
Lin Mu watched as it ran towards a small corner of their yard where two young girls and a teenager were crowding around and watching Lin Mu carefully.
Giving them all a warm smile, Lin Mu pushed his electric scooter out of his front door. Today he decided to bring back a big watermelon so they could extract some juice from it.
After all, all plants should enjoy drinking too. It would be a nice treat for the little ones.
“I’m off to work!” Lin Mu shouted. “Milky’s lunch in the pot, little Ginseng, remember to feed him!”
The little Ginseng ran up to the edge of the fence and nodded his little head. “Okay! Lin Mu, be careful on the road!”
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Lin Mu glanced into his office and noticed Wu Gui sitting with another elderly man who had gray hair like him.
All of a sudden, Wu Gui, whose expression always made him seem like a wandering spirit, was present in the moment. The other old man wasn’t as hale and hearty as he was, and seemed to be fast approaching death.
Lin Mu followed Da Hei out and asked doubtfully, “what’s wrong?”
“Steer clear. The Old Turtle’s son is here,” Da Hei said and pulled out two folders, “just in time for a field trip.”
“Son?” Lin Mu was taken aback, “that old man?”
“Yeah, that Old Turtle’s son is just like you – a half-monster,” Da Hei explained. “He got injured when he was young which affected his cultivation base. He’s only over a thousand years old, but he looks half-dead.”
“Ah.” Lin Mu opened his mouth, “doesn’t Wu Gui not like humans?”
“Yeah, his wife has been dead for over a thousand years, and the only thing he cares about is his son. As a result, by a couple of human taoist priests turned his son into this.” Da Hei sighed, and warned Lin Mu. “After all, our sub-district office more or less keeps in contact with humans. If there’s more contact, there’s going to be more feelings. You’re still young and should pay more attention.”
Lin Mu wasn’t sure what Da Hei wanted him to pay attention to, but when he heard him say that, he still nodded.
“That Old Turtle is also quite unlucky. At that time, a monster that created some chaos in the Central Plains retaliated against him, and his wife was killed. His son wanted revenge and met several Taoist priests while doing so and almost lost his life.”
Da Hei smacked his lips and shook his head. “It’s been almost 800 years, and the Old Turtle is still searching for a spiritual medicine that can cure his son.”
As Lin Mu recalled the first time he met Yan Xuanjing, he remembered giving Wu Gui some fresh-looking spiritual medicine.
“I see,” Lin Mu nodded his head and thought about the spiritual medication field in his yard and asked, “what type of spiritual medication does he need?”
“I’m not too sure.” Da Hei scratched his head, “how could I know? I’m just a dog who only gained spiritual awareness recently, I don’t even know that spiritual medication looks like.”
Lin Mu pondered for a moment but decided not to mention that he had a bunch of spiritual medicines at home.
He raised his hand to support the falling hat, and could feel that the little seedling was a bit uncomfortable.
Da Hei made a slight sound of exclamation, and to his surprise, he had just only noticed something different about Lin Mu. “Why are you wearing a hat?”
“Ah,” Lin Mu smacked his lips thoughtfully, “because I’m sprouting.”
Da Hei paused for two seconds, “sprouting?”
Lin Mu raised his hat slightly, revealing a tiny seedling that had managed to push through the gap. Without hesitation, he mercilessly stuffed it back into place. “Sprouting.”
After deliberating for a long time, Da Hei said a little flatly, “…… pretty cute.”
Lin Mu also felt that little seedling was quite cute.
But so what if it’s cute? He couldn’t go out with a small green plant on his head.
Lin Mu adjusted the hat and followed Da Hei into the residential area. Then he was stuffed with a folder and a pen, “you record the ordinary people, I record the monsters.”
Taking the pen, Lin Mu looked down at the folder in his hand which had a stack of forms in it. On the first page was [Registration Form for the floating population under the Qingyao Subdistrict Office].
“We mainly check the floating population, to see if there are any foreign monsters coming in with human tenants.” Da Hei explained the work they were going to do a little, “nowadays, there are many cat and dog monsters that turn into their original forms, and disguise themselves as an ordinary pet. They follow those kind-hearted people for food, and afterwards, simply pat their butts and leave, causing those kind humans to receive a deep psychological shadow and mental blow. They’re very bad.”
Lin Mu: “……”
It was indeed quite bad.
“How is this generally handled?”
“It’s not.”
Lin Mu: “?”
“We’re only responsible for registration.” Da Hei shook the folder in his hand, “not responsible for saving the unlucky ones.”
Lin Mu: “……”
“But there are also many monsters who really want to accompany human beings.” Da Hei made a ‘woof’ and said, “you know, dogs.”
Lin Mu followed Da Hei and went to three residential areas. When he came out of the last residential area, the sky was already dark.
Shaking his hand that had been writing for the whole day, Lin Mu flipped to the back of the folder, “there’s still one more……why is it so far away?”
“Because that place is a little special.” Da Hei closed the folder, “that place belongs to a large and hidden cultivator family. Their ancestors caught evil monsters and fierce ghosts. We’ve cooperated a few times, and although there hasn’t been any outstanding offspring in recent years, every time we go out in the field, we have to go and record them.”
Lin Mu was surprised to hear that, “there’s really such a thing like cultivator families.”
“Of course, there is. There are even several monsters under the service of this family, if not, why else would we have to go and record?”
Da Hei continued walking forward with Lin Mu, “this time, the situation is quite good. in the past, when I did fieldwork, I always met a few monsters that wanted to fight. After Yan Xuanjing came, there are rumours that the nine-tailed fox wanted to occupy this territory, so those restless monsters don’t dare to show themselves.”
After hearing him mention Yan Xuanjing, Lin Mu remembered and turned to ask Da Hei, “do you know how to contact Yan Xuanjing?”
Da Hei opened his mouth, swallowed the words ‘isn’t Yan Xuanjing in your home?’, and shook his head, “I don’t know, Wu Gui should know.”
Lin Mu nodded and thought that if he did not see Yan Xuanjing again, he would ask Wu Gui to contact him.
There were a pile of things in his house, and he really didn’t know how to deal with them.
Da Hei carried the secret of knowing that Yan Xuanjing was Milky, looked at Lin Mu who had no idea, scratched the back of
his head and asked tentatively, “how’s Milky?”
“Quite good. I saw him basking in the sun before I went out this morning.” Lin Mu said, then added with a look of slight distress, “but he’s never bark or wagged his tail at me before.”
Da Hei looked ahead and didn’t dare to speak.
“No, it seems that Milky had never made any sounds before.” Lin Mu realised that, and his eyebrows gradually furrowed, “doesn’t seem like he’s ill. It can’t be that he’s disabled?”
Da Hei was shocked and hurriedly said, “no, he’s probably more introverted.”
“Oh.” Lin Mu nodded, and smiled, “no problem. Even if there’s something wrong, I won’t abandon him.”
Da Hei choked for a bit, gave Lin Mu a couple of dry laughs, then abruptly stopped.
In the cool night wind, there was a slight smell of blood and decay.
The expression of the dog monster with a keen sense of smell darkened.
“Be careful,” he said, “there’s something wrong.”
Lin Mu followed Da Hei’s line of sight, and could only see a black lacquered roof hidden between clusters of trees on the mountainside.
The sky was already dark, but there was no light under the black lacquered eaves.
Da Hei took Lin Mu to the foot of the mountain and his expression became worse and worse.
The mountain wind came from the top of the mountain, and the smell of blood and rot hit the faces of the two people who were standing at the bottom of the hill.
Lin Mu took a few steps back, turned to use the tree beside him as a support and almost vomited.
Da Hei took out his phone and made a phone call to Wu Gui. When he hung up and turned around, he saw Lin Mu covering his nose and mouth, not wanting to get close at all.
“What happened?” Lin Mu asked, his stomach churning.
“Some people died, and it’s not a small amount.” Da Hei brows were wrinkled. He also couldn’t stand the smell, “let’s wait first, and retreat.”
Lin Mu nodded and followed Da Hei out of the forest. As a result, they met Yan Xuanjing who came with Wu Gui.
Yan Xuanjing was lying at home and sleeping very comfortably,
He was awakened by the aura of death that Lin Mu’s braided bracelet had encountered, and immediately got up and ran in that direction. It just so happened that he met Wu Gui who was also heading in the same direction.
Yan Xuanjing’s gaze passed over Da Hei and landed on Lin Mu. Seeing that he wasn’t injured, other than his pale face and the fact that he was obviously frightened, Yan Xuanjing lowered his eyes and touched his sleeves. He brought out a bunch of pale golden balls of light, then walked over to Lin Mu, and threw them in Lin Mu’s face with a swish.
Lin Mu looked up towards Yan Xuanjing, and after discovering that the his eyebrows were furrowed, he obediently didn’t move or talk.
Wu Gui looked at Lin Mu and Yan Xuanjing, and frowned as he looked up at the mansion on the mountainside.
“There’s no need to look.” Yan Xuanjing took all the sun essence that were still floating around and patted them into Lin Mu’s body and looked at Lin Mu’s face which had regained its healthy flush. Then, he looked up at the mansion above, “they’re all dead.
Wu Gui heard his words, gave a heavy sigh, and took out several turtle shells.
“Di Wu did it.”
Yan Xuanjing interrupted what Wu Gui was preparing to cast a divination. “Take advantage of the fact that his aura hasn’t scattered yet, and you should still be in time to divine where he is.”
As soon as Yan Xuanjing said those words, Lin Mu, whose face had just returned to his normal complexion, turned white again.
Uh oh, Di Wu has gotten himself into trouble this time..
Thanks for the chapter!