Chapter 6

As the child said, yes, butterflies are beautiful.

Not only is it beautiful, but it can also pollinate and "carry on the family line" for plants.

But that is a butterfly, not a caterpillar that eats the leaves and roots of plants!

Especially the canary, which has no thorns, tender leaves, delicate buds, and fragrant whole body, the most feared natural enemy is the caterpillar!

So, even though the child in front of him looks really good and cute, as soon as Queqiu thinks that he is an Alpha caterpillar, he can't help but shudder.

Fear of natural enemies is inscribed in the genes of the bones, even the little rose who has cultivated into a human form is no exception.Before the child realized why the mother suddenly changed her attitude, Que Qiu had already withdrawn her hand and took a few steps back.

He was about to say something, such as "Don't call me mom" and "Don't follow me", but before he could say it, the child held the eggshell without hesitation and walked with a small step.The short legs followed up unsteadily.

It seemed that she was afraid of being disliked, and she stretched out her little hand to pull Queqiu's trousers, but she retracted it in the end.

The white and tender face was slightly raised, the gray eyes were full of anticipation, and the childish voice said: "Mom, eat the shell."

Before he opened his eyes, he felt that the beautiful and gentle person in front of him seemed to like his eggshell very much.

Therefore, even if the inherited memory tells him that the eggshell contains energy that can make him grow up quickly, he is reluctant to eat it, but wants to leave it as a gift for the mother he met for the first time.

The child Chi Cheng's eyes hit the softest corner of Que Qiu's heart without warning, facing such a single-minded little guy who only has his eyes on himself, he really couldn't be cruel.

"Well……"

"There's really nothing I can do about you."

Queqiu stopped, knelt down and pinched the child's fleshy little face: "They say this planet is very dangerous, I can't leave you such a small newborn caterpillar here alone."

As if explaining to him, or convincing himself, Queqiu said to himself: "After all, the caterpillar Alpha doesn't sound like a very powerful race...but it seems that you are still cute and willing to give it to me.For the sake of eggshells, I will keep you by my side for the time being, and then I will find your parents for you slowly."

The child didn't understand the first bunch of words, and he selectively ignored the last half of the sentence.Therefore, after Queqiu said such a long paragraph, all he heard was this

Sentence: balabalabalabala stay with me balalababalabala.

His eyes lit up instantly, and he blew his nose happily: "Mom! Stay with Mom!"

Rao had already been mentally prepared, and the young Little Rose was somewhat embarrassed.

"Can you not call me mother? Call me brother."

"Mother!"

It looks like it won't come back.

Que Qiu sighed, and realized the reality at the speed of light: "You can call it whatever you like."

Anyway, he is not a human being, and human beings are not suitable for him.

The little caterpillar, who thought her mother was sad, graciously handed over the eggshell: "Eat, eat."

"...don't worry about this one." Que Qiu put away the eggshells for him.

He wanted to give the child a name first: "Then I will call you Mao Mao from now on, okay?"

The implication is very simple, and didn't even think about it: Caterpillar→Maomao.

Concise and concise, very vivid.

Maomao doesn't seem to like the name very much. Through the inheritance of memory, he vaguely remembers that he has a name, but maybe because he didn't get enough energy during the eggshell hatching, those memories became distant and distant.Fuzzy, I can't remember anything.Before Maomao had time to express his opinion on this, Que Qiu's words successfully diverted his attention: "In exchange, I will tell you my name."

Maomao immediately pricked up his ears and antennae.

"Canary bird, autumn in autumn," Queqiu said seriously, "you have to remember my name, if you get lost in the future, remember the name before you can go home."

Mao Mao's tender little face turned serious, and he nodded solemnly: "Yes! Mao Mao will remember everything my mother said!"

"Good." Que Qiu rubbed his soft silver hair, and even the tentacles that stood up fell back and forth.

Maomao's eyes are sparkling, and he always smiles with admiration and sincerity.

After the process of identifying relatives is completed, Que Qiu has time to inspect the eggshells that Maomao gave him.

The big white egg that was still intact last night was divided into two even halves after the shell was broken, and it can even be put back together along the cracks.

Que Qiuzai observed carefully for a while, and confirmed that there was a lot of spiritual energy attached to it, which was exactly what he needed at this stage.Therefore, he did not twitch or feel embarrassed, but generously

accept it frankly.

However, he only kept one piece, and handed the other piece to Maomao: "You eat half, and I eat half."

Although I don't quite understand how the people in this world are made up, based on what I have seen and heard when I was on the earth, I know that oviparous animals like snakes will eat their own shells to replenish their eggs when they break out of their shells.Nutrition.Based on this, he guessed that Maomao might be the same.

Mao Mao opened her big eyes and stepped back: "The shells and shells belong to mother..."

"It's enough for me to eat half."

As he spoke, he directly stuffed the half of Maomao into his mouth.

"Aw!"

Caught off guard, Maomao was stuffed with an eggshell.

He blinked and stared blankly at Que Qiu for a while, then subconsciously bit his snow-white teeth, and the sweet taste instantly swept through his mouth.

Maomao's eyes lit up, and he began to gnaw with a "click".

"Sweet, sweet!"

With the movement of swallowing, a familiar energy from the same source warmly nourished Mao Mao's whole body.

A white light flashed, and after the light dissipated, Que Qiu was surprised to find that the little one in front of him seemed to have grown up a bit, from about three years old to four or five years old.

Is the effect so obvious?

After growing up, Maomao stopped stuttering and could express himself more accurately.

He wiped his little hands cleanly, and then tidied up his tentacles, before concluding: "The shell is very sweet, but it's not as sweet as my mother's energy."

Maomao still remembers how delicious her mother's energy is. It's sweet like dew with the fragrance of flowers, full of green vitality, nourishing her dry body and soul like an oasis in the desert.

In contrast, even the accompanying eggshells are not so soothing and peaceful from the inside out.

When he was still in the egg, although his consciousness was in a deep sleep, he instinctively felt a crisis of exhaustion.He tried hard to absorb more energy, but the surrounding was extremely scarce, and the harsh environment was simply not enough to support his broken shell.

It was at such a juncture of life and death that a majestic energy suddenly poured into the eggshell, like an ocean, floating him on the surface of the sea, nourishing his shriveled body pervasively.

At that moment, Mao Mao's restless heart suddenly calmed down, feeling the pure breath.The first person he saw when he opened his eyes was

The one who gave his life.

He instinctively developed an indescribable dependence and love for Que Qiu.

But now, Maomao is following Queqiu like a little tail, even if she doesn't feel the gentle energy, just getting closer to her mother, every pore in her body seems to be breathing moist air freely, It doesn't seem to be in the dry Gobi at all.

What Mao Mao felt in Que Qiu was a wave of life energy, and this feeling would give him the illusion of returning to his mother's body, that's why he called a young boy his mother.

Of course, Queqiu still doesn’t know what kind of existence he is to the people in this world. He just thinks that Maomao may call him mother because of the baby bird, and he doesn’t take it too seriously.I didn't even think about the reasons behind it.

After Maomao finished eating the eggshell, he also chewed and ate the other half that he kept.

With the movement of chewing, the lack of aura around him suddenly became abundant. Queqiu felt as if he was soaking in a hot spring full of aura. He was so comfortable that he couldn't help squinting his eyes, feeling the beauty of the aura filling his whole body.taste.

This is not just a taste of the night, but a supplement in the true sense.Although compared with the aura needed by the whole, what this half of the eggshell can bring him is just a drop in the bucket, but it is enough for Queqiu to be happy about it.

He eats slower than Mao Mao, and his movements are elegant and natural, which makes people feel relieved when they see him. Even the most impatient people will not rush when they see him.

After eating, the aura in the eggshell has completely entered Queqiu's body, and the gentle power slowly travels in every corner of the body, making up for what was consumed before.

Que Qiu was quietly absorbing the aura in his body, when suddenly a wind blade rolled up around his body, the same as when Mao Mao broke his shell in the night, sweeping his whole body into it.

Que Qiu opened her eyes in an instant, and was about to get nervous, but she keenly noticed that the wind blade didn't seem to have any aggressiveness.On the contrary, the direction of movement is still very regular, and there is still a faint silver light when it flows.

Wind blades and rays of light are intertwined together, gradually converging into a wind eye.Immediately afterwards, Que Qiu found a silver dagger in the middle of Fengyan.

"This is……"

He reached out to grab it, he thought it would not be so easy to get it, but unexpectedly it went smoothly.

There was no other change in that thing, as if it belonged to Que Qiu, it fell into his palm very obediently.

But after careful observation over and over again, Que Qiu didn't find any special lines or taboos on the dagger, and didn't even feel a trace of aura.

He tried to inject spiritual power into the dagger, but there was still no response, as if it was just an ordinary dagger.

The smooth and sharp blade reflected the young man's beautiful and delicate eyebrows, as well as the slight puzzlement in the golden eyes.

"Is it just a simple weapon?"

Que Qiu's expression was indifferent, and he was playing with the silvery and stingy dagger, looking scared: "Mom, put the knife away quickly, don't play with dangerous things."

Mainly worried about scaring the children, Que Qiu quickly put away the too sharp dagger, thrust it into the black boots, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

He got up, dusted off the dust on his body, took Mao Mao's hand, and was about to leave here, but suddenly heard a man's stop:

"Who's there?!"

Que Qiu paused, then turned to look at the person who came.!

Chapter 7