Chapter 9 - Da Hei: I’ll kill myself. (1/2)

“Wuaaaaaaa! Don’t, don’t eat me!

The little baby sat on the floor with a bare butt1 and cried extremely loudly.

Yan Xuanjing frowned at the noise, and with a raise of his paw, the little baby’s crying sound immediately stopped.

The Ginseng Baby felt wronged.

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He was going to be cooked, yet he wasn’t even allowed to cry.

The little baby twitched and whimpered, but didn’t dare to move under the gaze of the white ball of fluff beside him. He also didn’t dare to cry out too loudly and just sniffled a couple of times, paused, then sobbed a couple of times. Then, he cautiously looked at Lin Mu before moving his line of sight to the furry ball block the door and started to sniffle again.

Even though Lin Mu had seen Da Hei transform into a human before his very eyes, it was still quite exciting to see a ginseng turn into a cute little baby.

Lin Mu could recognise from a single glance what the little red fruits on top of the baby was.

He placed down the food in his hand and walked to where the Ginseng Baby was curled up into a ball and sniffling, “you……”

The Ginseng Baby looked towards Lin Mu who was walking over, and his whimpering started to sound even more miserable.

“Wuwuwu2, don’t, don’t eat me……”

Only then did Lin Mu realize how bad a kitchen was for a ginseng.

“We won’t eat you,” Lin Mu said.

The Ginseng Baby looked at him, helpless, and sniffled, “really?”

Lin Mu nodded, “really.”

The Ginseng Baby turned to look at the ball of fluff that was standing in the doorway. Lin Mu paused then also turned to look at his family’s dog.

Milky laid motionless under their gaze, his left paw was placed above his right paw, and his posture was extremely dignified.

The rain lasted for a long time, and when it stopped, it was already completely dark outside.

Lin Mu glanced at the dog that was sleeping very sweetly on a pile of old blankets, pulled open the door to see what was the situation outside.

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The clouds had disappeared, and in the middle of the night sky laid a winding starry river, and the washed out sky was expectionally clear.

Those Morning Dusk had been burning for a long time all returned to ashes, landing within and outside the yard, before growing out again. Smatterings of little white flowers bloomed in the night, reflecting out a cold white fluorescence.

Lin Mu turned the yard light on, walked to the periphery of the yard, and carefully probed around.

Ordinary flowers and plants have no signs of being burned, but in the areas where the Morning Dusk were densely packed, there were a lot of black ashes, which were fluttering and flying around as the wind blew.

“He won’t eat you either.” Lin Mu took back his gaze and asked, “how did you get caught by him?”

“I…… I am here to pay respects to this stronghold.” The Ginseng Baby sobbed and wiped away his tears and his chubby face was full of grievance, “I was originally hiding away in Qingyao Mountain, but recently, more and more monsters came to Qingyao Mountain and I had nowhere to hide. Yesterday, I saw a lot of evil spirits and fierce ghosts being burnt here, so I wanted to ask for shelter.”

“So it’s like this,” Lin Mu suddenly realised that the Ginseng Baby was talking about the time when the Morning Dusk had started to burn.

“Can I stay?” The Ginseng Baby looked at Lin Mu who was squatting in front of him and whispered, “I, I don’t take up much space. In the yard…… I can stay outside in the yard, I, I can also help to take care of the plants in the yard, I can help to loosen the soil, I……”

“I’m very useful QAQ.” The Ginseng Baby said as he started to twitch and whimper again, “I’m really very useful.”

“Don’t cry, you’re not going to be driven away.” Lin Mu had never taken care of a child before. He was so overwhelmed by the Ginseng Baby’s tears that he could only turn around to pull out a piece of tissue for the Ginseng Baby to wipe away his tears. He stood up and quickly changed the topic, “what do you like to eat?”

“I don’t need to eat,” the Ginseng Baby replied in a stunned manner, and only then did he react to what Lin Mu had said. With a little grunt, he climbed up from the ground without any visible dust on his buttocks. He pattered his way towards Lin Mu and grabbed his thigh, asking in a childish voice, “really? I can stay? You won’t chase me away or eat me?”

“Yes, you can stay, you won’t be driven away, and you won’t be eaten.” Lin Mu answered.

The little Ginseng was dumbfounded for a couple of seconds, then he burst into laughter. With a silly smile, he released his hands from Lin Mu’s thighs and happily bounced around a couple of times, rubbing his hands together, “then I’ll help you raise flowers!”

Lin Mu directly moved the dog to his room.

Lin Mu’s room wasn’t small, and there was more than enough room for a dog.

He looked at the dog that was checking out the surroundings after being brought up, thought for a bit, and explained, “I’m a light sleeper, if anything happened at night or if there’s any movements, I’ll wake up.”

No matter what, the dog was still an injured party, and more care would be required.

In any case, this dog hadn’t been burnt by the Morning Dusk, so Lin Mu felt that this problem wasn’t big.

He put the dog in place, took a bath, blew his hair dry and laid on the bed, saying good night to the dog next to him.

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After saying that, he froze a long while, and looked at the pile of fluff lying on the blanket a long time, then suddenly laughed and turned off the light when the dog looked up.

Lin Mu felt that it was quite easy for him to be happy.

He was very happy to have somebody to say good night to before he slept.

Lin Mu looked at this little Ginseng and decided to get a couple of empty pots for him to toss about. He turned and took out a couple of apples from the refrigerator, made juice and filtered the pulp, then poured a cup for the little Ginseng and took the opportunity to say, “I’m called Lin Mu.”

The little seemed to be a little stunned. As he was carefully holding the cup, he looked up at Lin Mu, and the expression on his face looked as if he was going to start crying again. There was a nasally tone in his childish voice, “Lin Mu!”

“En, en.” Lin Mu nodded and smiled at him.

“Lin Mu!” The little monster shouted again, and sniffled. He appeared to have something he wanted to say, but still felt a little helpless, “but…… I don’t have a name.”

“Ah?” Lin Mu was stunned and didn’t expect it.

Indeed, out of the few monsters he knew, most of their names were quite casual, except for Yan Xuanjing, which sounded like a proper name.

The Old Turtle was called Wu Gui.

Da Hei’s name was given to him by the old lady.

”Then how about you give yourself one?” Lin Mu said.

The little Ginseng held the cup and took a sip of the juice. He hesitated for a while and asked, “can I take your surname?”

“Sure.” Lin Mu had turned back to wash the vegetables while the little Ginseng was hesitating. Hearing his words, Lin Mu nodded.

“Then I’ll be called Lin Ginseng!” The little Ginseng lively said.

Lin Mu snorted, coughed and gave a gentle smile, then he solemnly nodded with a serious face, “yes, it’s good.”

The little Ginseng bowed his head down and laughed a couple of times and happily repeated his name a few times. He watched as Lin Mu started to get busy, looked around, then tried to move to the door step by step.

Yan Xuanjing, who was sitting at the door, glanced at him lightly then took his line of sight back. His eyes fell on Lin Mu again.

There was no other reason, but Lin Mu’s scent always made him feel so comfortable. In fact, it was so comfortable that just simply looking at this half-monster became a comfort.

Yan Xuanjing was really curious about Lin Mu’s blood lineage.

Unfortunately, before he had left Wu Gui’s place, he had chatted with the dog monster for a little and found out that even Lin Mu himself didn’t know it. Not only had he not known about his lineage, but before this, he didn’t even know that he was a half-monster.

Yan Xuanjing thought of the furnishings in Lin Mu’s room, and remembered that there was a photo on Lin Mu’s desk, which was probably taken with his mother. It looked like it had been taken in the wilderness. The mother was embracing the boy’s neck, smiling like a young girl, dazzling and bright. Yet, the teenager in the photo pouted slightly and had a reluctant look on his face.

There was no father.

After all, these weak monsters basically had no ability to commit any evil, and they were regarded by the fiercer monsters and as a nourishing meal, there was no harm in running to a protection circle made of Morning Dusk.