Ji Xian said he would come back the next day, but he didn't appear until the evening.

At that time, Ying Qiao had just picked up Jiang Lvang and returned home from get off work, and saw that Ji Xian was already waiting in the yard.

Ji Xian stood under the tree, her eyes were much calmer than yesterday, and her breath was well controlled. The scorching flame emanated from all over the place, but it was blocked within two meters around her. Only when she approached could she feel the surging flame.

Occasionally, the breeze passed by, and it seemed that it had bypassed her, and the hem of the skirt had not blown a trace.

On the balcony on the second floor, Jiuding was sneaking out his head and looking down. Ji Xian might have noticed it, but he didn't care.

It was not until Ying Qiao's car drove into the yard that her eyes moved and she looked at them sideways.

Ying Qiao opened the car door and said, "I have already greeted Tai Feng, are you going to the bureau now?"

Ji Xian did not get in the car, but nodded and said, "You lead the way, I'll follow you."

She was filled with a strong aura. Except for Gengchen, which had the same attributes as her, others would inevitably feel uncomfortable after being with her for a long time. She had long developed the habit of keeping a distance from others.

Seeing her like this, Ying Qiao did not force her to get in the car, restarted the car and turned around, preparing to lead the way ahead.

"Wait." Jiuding rushed down from the upstairs and stopped the car, thrust on the car window and said, "I want to go too."

He said, looking out of his eyes and glanced at Ji Xian.

——Ying Qiao also told him this morning that his partner was coming in Gengchen.

Ying Qiao's original words were "Your mother will come today, remember to call someone when the time comes."

But Jiuding didn't agree with it at that time, and the spirit of the weapon was born and raised. How could he have such a stupid father as Gengchen?

Ying Qiao had originally planned to bring the Nine Tripods with him. After all, the Nine Tripods were not there, and no one knew what Gengchen was talking about.

Moreover, the scene of their family of three reunion would be even more lively. Ying Qiao smiled and asked him to get in the car with a smile.

Jiuding quickly got into the car, sat in the back seat well, and couldn't help but turn his head and look at Ji Xian from the rear window. Ji Xian was behind, keeping a distance of three or four meters from the car, following him not far or near. His naked feet were stepping on the flames, and his whole body looked like burning ice.

Beautiful and cool.

He had just looked at Ji Xian secretly for a while on the balcony, and secretly guessed in his heart that this should be Gengchen's object.

Jiuding was a little sour, Gengchen looked stupid and could find such a beautiful fairy as his partner.

But then he thought that if Ji Xianzhen was a mother, then he could barely accept that he had a dad who was not good at ignorance and was still drinking milk.

...

After the four arrived at the Demon Management Bureau, Ying Qiao sent a message to Tai Feng first before leading Ji Xian in.

Although they tried their best to avoid idle people, Ji Xian's presence was too strong, and her appearance caused a lot of shock. Her gaze came from all over the world, and the gossip fell on them and the group.

I guess what the girl suddenly appeared in the Demon Administration Bureau to do.

Ji Xian ignored these gazes, but Ying Qiao frowned and glanced around, scaring the little demons who scattered birds and beasts.

The group went upstairs by themselves and went to the place where the bronze tripod was stored.

It happened that the staff member on duty yesterday was the one who was on duty. When he saw Ying Qiao, he immediately reported his work diligently to prove that his reward was not in vain: "The monster's milk arrived early, and he just poured half a tank into the cauldron in the afternoon."

Although he was curious about why a tripod had to drink milk, he was well aware of the principle of saying less and doing more. He didn't ask if he didn't understand. He took the benefits and did things honestly as required.

Ying Qiao nodded slightly, and after he took Ji Xian to the compartment where the bronze tripod was stored.

In the compartment, there was nothing empty except a small spiritual gathering array, only a half-person-high bronze tripod with an ancient shape was placed in the middle.

At this moment, the cauldron still contained half of the monster milk, so that the entire compartment was filled with a fishy smell of milk.

The monster milk in the cauldron is still slowly decreasing visible to the naked eye, and a few small milk bubbles will appear from time to time.

Ying Qiao looked at him coldly, thinking that Gengchen might be quite happy to drink milk.

I just don't know if I can continue to be happy later.

"Gengchen's soul is in this cauldron?" Ji Xian walked forward slowly, walked around the cauldron, his eyes fixed on the monster milk in the cauldron. Even if she was calm and calm, she couldn't help but show a trace of doubt: "What are these beast milks for?"

Before Ying Qiao could reply, the bronze tripod suddenly trembled like a wind, and the animal milk that had not been finished in time began to crazily bubbles.

——It is probably Gengchen in the cauldron that discovered Ji Xian and was a little excited.

Ying Qiao glanced at Ding, and couldn't wait to sell his uncle while chatting and laughing: "As soon as Gengchen woke up, he had to drink milk, and he would cry if he didn't drink milk. I had to ask someone to order a batch of monster milk and give him a tank every day."

Ji Xian:?

Her two beautiful eyebrows were raised, and her shallow pupils were staring at the bronze tripod that was rubbing against her while bubbling. She took a step back with a rare loss of composure. She looked at Ying Qiao suspiciously: "Are you sure this is Gengchen?"

It's really nothing else?

Why doesn't it look very similar?

"It's like a false package." Ying Qiao pushed Jiuding forward with a smile and said, "You have seen the weapon spirit of Jiuding. Only by being influenced by the power of Gengchen's residual soul can he produce spiritual wisdom and turn it into a weapon spirit. Now he can only communicate with Gengchen's residual soul." As he said that, he raised his hand and patted Jiuding's shoulder, formally introduced him: "This is Ji Xian, Gengchen's companion, call someone."

“…”

Jiuding was forced to take a step forward, blushed, and finally screamed after a while: "Mom!"

When Ying Qiao heard this, he was immediately satisfied and gave him a look of praise.

Children can teach them.

“…”

Ji Xian didn't know what expression to do for a moment, so he could only maintain a expressionless look, and looked a little fierce: "What are you calling me?"

“???”

Seeing that her expression was not too happy, Jiuding was a little at a loss. He subconsciously glanced at Ying Qiao, and then he plucked up the courage to say, "Ying Qiao said Gengchen is my father, then you are my mother." His voice became smaller and smaller under Ji Xian's gaze: "If you don't call me mother, that's... mother? Or... mother?"

Ji Xian:...

She opened her mouth to say something, but found that it could not be explained clearly.

Moreover, when she looked at Jiuding carefully, she realized that the outline of Jiuding was actually very similar to Gengchen, but her nose and mouth looked a little like her. The boy in blue clothes stood there with a pitiful expression. If he directly refuted it, it seemed a bit too cold.

What's more, Ying Qiao is not wrong...

After thinking about this layer, her expression eased a little. She nodded to Jiuding, skipped the question of title, pushed the bronze tripod that had already drunk her milk and rolled to her feet away, and asked Ying Qiao: "Is he missing his soul, so he is stupid?"

Ying Qiao said "Yeah".

Jiuding has the most say in this matter. Seeing that Ji Xian seemed to be a little disgusted, he quickly explained: "I'm not very stupid. He has become a little smarter recently. He can talk to people and knows he wants milk to drink!" After that, he remembered the most important point and quickly added: "I said yesterday that I wanted to find you!"

Although he tried hard to help his mentally retarded father, it seemed to have a counterproductive effect.

Upon hearing this, Ji Xian's two long eyebrows were frowning so hard that they were about to tie a knot.

She silent for a moment, then looked at the bronze tripod that she had to turn in circles on the spot, and looked at Jiuding with a blank expression: "Can he speak now? Let him not move."

Jiuding said "Oh" and was about to pass the message when the bronze tripod was suddenly stopped and stopped steadily next to Ji Xian.

Jiuding:????

What's going on? He hasn't spoken yet?

Ji Xian looked at Ding thoughtfully: "Can you understand?"

The bronze tripod immediately pierced hard on the ground, making a dull sound.

Then he tried to get close to Ji Xian again, but Ji Xian avoided him.

The bronze tripod didn't rub against the person, so he paused in place, and then the entire tripod flipped over and began to roll on the ground.

The few people were like watching a juggling, watching him as big as a cauldron. After he rolled over to the ground, he rolled from one end to the other, and then from the other end to this end. The solid and heavy cauldron body pressed several cracks on the ground.

But Ji Xian was unmoved.

Ying Qiao recorded the ground maintenance fee in a small notebook.

The scene was very silent for a time.

It was Jiang Veng who spoke out and broke the brief silence: "Is Gengchen's situation a little better than yesterday?"

After all, Jiuding still needed to pass the message in the middle yesterday to understand the words.

Jiuding felt it for a moment, and his expression suddenly collapsed, but he still echoed: "That's right, it's a little stronger."

Not only was it stronger, but the sound of wailing became much louder.

He kept howling "Ji Xian hugs Ji Xian hugs", like a pussy machine that played loops. His mind was buzzing even though he was not talking about it, the key was that it was still very embarrassing.

Jiuding thought that the fairy mother he had just recognized would probably be gone soon, after all, the mentally retarded father was so embarrassing.

He stayed away a little disgustedly to avoid being quarrel.

The bronze cauldron is still rolling around like juggling, as if a naughty child is making trouble.

However, Ji Xian is more ruthless than Ying Qiao. She half-squinted her eyes impatiently, and pointed a little at the fingertips on the Ding, threateningly saying, "Don't quarrel."

Bronze tripod:...

The crazy rolling tripod stopped and hesitated to shake left and right a few times, as if weighing the trade-offs. After a few seconds, it still stopped moving.

Ji Xian was slightly satisfied and said to Qiao: "You have seen it, let's go."

After saying that, the bento turned around and walked out without any delay.

“!!!”
To be continued...