Chapter 1534

Hearing the word Xiuyi, Xuanwu's eyes shook slightly. After a moment, he said, "are you going to raise this child?"

Jiujiu pursed her lips: "why not raise it?"

Qingluan entrusted the child to her before she died. If she didn't raise it, wouldn't she disappoint qingluan? Moreover, the child has been born for nearly a year. It looks like it's only one month old. It's estimated that the growth rate will be particularly slow. If she is sent to the world to find someone to raise it, she will be burned as a monster in a few months.

Jiujiu feels that although she is not a good person, she naturally wants to do what she promised others. Therefore, Jiujiu is still keen on raising children, not to mention that the child is called Xiuyi.

At the thought of calling herself mother after Xiuyi, Jiujiu's mouth smiled.

Inexplicably excited, youmuyou.

Seeing that Jiujiu had made up his mind, Xuanwu knew that it was useless to say more, so he turned and left. However, the baby was a boy and it was inconvenient to stay in Mengpo village. After Xuanwu went back, he informed people to build a small house beside Wuchuan for Jiujiu and Xiuyi.

In this regard, Jiujiu has no opinion at all.

Although she is the leader of Mengpo village, she only needs to cook Mengpo soup every day and has nothing to do. Moreover, her way of cooking soup is simple and rough, and she can do it directly with a flower on the other side of the river.

Jiujiu didn't avoid other Meng women when she was cooking soup. She just didn't know why. It was clear that Jiujiu could cook the soup with the other shore flowers, but other Meng women couldn't cook it. Even if she could, the taste was not flattering. With more times, many Meng women stopped learning Jiujiu's mind of cooking soup with the other shore flowers and were relieved to cook the soup in their own way.

Because Jiujiu cooked soup in a strange way, and because Jiujiu kept Xiuyi, the souls assigned by Xuanwu to Jiujiu gradually changed.

It used to be random distribution, but now it is people who have made great achievements in the world.

Some of these people used to be the king of the world over ten thousand people, but there were also beggars who lived by begging.

And more, it is some big people.

However, from the king to the big man to the beggar, this polarization is really too serious.

Jiujiu was also surprised at the beginning. However, with more times, Jiujiu became calm. After all, steamed bread is also dry food. You allow the king to have great merit, but you don't allow others to beg.

Jiujiu said she was a girl with higher education and should not look at people with colored glasses.

This day, after Jiujiu sent all her souls away, she went to cook soup for Xiuyi.

The soup Jiu Jiu cooked for Xiuyi is still the other shore flower.

It's strange to say that it's also the soup cooked with the other shore flowers. Jiujiu cooked it for Xiuyi, just like * *, but it's as delicious as the tonic Soup for himself and Xuanwu, but it's Mengpo Soup for ghosts.

In this regard, not only Jiujiu is strange, but also Xuanwu is curious. However, everyone has their own secrets, and Jiujiu only has Xiuyi. Therefore, Xuanwu turns a blind eye to Jiujiu's strangeness.

The days of the underworld are always very fast. In the blink of an eye, it has been more than 500 years.

In these five hundred years, many things have happened.

For example, Xuanwu became the Lord of the underworld, while Xiuyi grew up into a five-year-old child.

It is said to be a five-year-old child, but it is much more stupid than an ordinary five-year-old child. Sometimes those who come to Jiujiu to ask about things say that Xiuyi is stupid, and Xiuyi is still stupid, smiling at others.

Looking at Xiuyi's appearance, Jiujiu's eyebrows twisted in an instant. When Xuanwu came, he took Xuanwu and pointed to Xiuyi and asked, "have you found some problems with Xiuyi?"

Xuanwu looked at his silly Xiuyi grinning at himself. His eyelids jumped down and said, "it's a little strange."

"Can you figure out what happened to him?"

Over the past five hundred years, Jiujiu has been raising Xiuyi like a child. Xiuyi has less to worry about, and Xiuyi has more to eat. Jiujiu is afraid to eat. As soon as Xiuyi looks sad, Jiujiu wants to pull the Mengpo who came to visit her and ask who bullied her Xuanwu.

Therefore, after observing for several days, Jiujiu, who determined that Xiuyi was stupid, pulled Xuanwu over.

However, adhering to the principle that her children are good anyway, Jiujiu has no doubt that Xiuyi has a problem.

Xuanwu always thought that Xiuyi was strange. At the moment, Jiujiu asked and calculated, but it was just such a calculation that Xuanwu couldn't help but give a sigh.

Jiujiu subconsciously looked at Xuanwu. After seeing Xuanwu's frown, he whispered, "but there are some problems?"

Xuanwu nodded slightly and then continued to calculate.

After Xuanwu figured out what had happened, he looked at Jiujiu and Xiuyi, and whispered, "he lacks an orifice."

Both human beings and gods have seven orifices, and Xiuyi is no exception. Xiuyi has been slow for so many years, and Xuanwu is a little suspicious. But I didn't expect that Xiuyi has lost one orifices, and this orifices has turned into wisdom.

Xuanwu whispered the matter to Jiujiu, and left because of the sudden thing.

He is the Lord of the underworld. He needs to deal with all things in the underworld. It's interesting enough to help Jiujiu figure out how Xiuyi is. Where can he help Jiujiu collect this knowledge.

Jiujiu frowned when Xuanwu said that Xiuyi lacked an orifice. However, Xuanwu only said that Xiuyi lacked an orifice, but didn't say where it was. Jiujiu had to wait for Xuanwu to tell herself next time.

Jiujiu sighed and looked at Xiuyi who didn't know what happened. After sighing, she turned back to the house and began to draw leather.

Five hundred years is too long, and Xiuyi is a child. She has more time to sleep and less time to wake up. Jiujiu naturally finds something to do.

However, once many things in the world are brought to the edge of the huangquan River, they will turn into debris. Jiujiu can only paint the skin on paper made of other shore flowers.

After a long time, Jiujiu took it as her only pastime. Sometimes when she was interested, she took Xiuyi's little hand and taught him how to draw leather.

However, although Xiuyi lacks an insight, he is more focused than ordinary people. Therefore, he has special talent in painting leather. When Xuanwu reappears, Xiuyi's leather is almost the same as Jiujiu's.

Jiujiu sighed again. After the waves behind the Yangtze River pushed the waves ahead, he quickly approached the Xuanwu and asked softly, "do you know where that hole is?"

"What do you want to do?"

"Find nature." Jiujiu looked at Xiuyi, who was absorbed in painting the skin because of his own advice, and whispered, "although Xiuyi is qingluan's child, I have raised it for 900 years. It's no different from my child. Naturally, I can't watch him. He has been missing a trick."