At the beginning, Meng Qi did not realize his own changes.

He was blindfolded by the doctor and then felt dizzy. It was still dark in front of him. There was something covering his head and body, as if he was sleeping in a tent.

Where did the tent come from? What happened just now?

As Ning Changyuan left, he seemed to be talking to the doctor. Meng Qi was recalling, at this time, the "tent" above his head suddenly flew away, as if he was taken away by an eagle and swept away by the strong wind. Anyway, he just disappeared.

The candlelight was a little dark, and the house was filled with shadows.

Meng Qi looked up and saw a familiar face.

“…”

It's true to be familiar with it, but this is too big.

It is said that watching flowers in the fog and people under the lamp is the most hazy.

——What's the hazy thing? The doctor suddenly became so big, how could he not see clearly?

It was suddenly caught by one hand and he didn't stand firmly.

The fat and bulging belly was against the warm palm, and the whole gerbil was confused.

There was no bronze mirror in the room. Ye Ji was too poor here. Only one of the ten families had mirrors. It was still blurry. In order to let Meng Qi understand the truth faster, Mo Li walked to the table with candles and pointed to the wall. There was a shadow illuminated by candlelight on it.

“…”

The figure is very clear, and the things in the hand are also very obvious.

Small, slightly opened ears, a steamed bun-like body, and a slender beard that is still shaking gently.

The scene in front of me seemed to be an absurd dream. Meng Qi thought in shock that he was not an individual, but a demon?!

He looked down at his tiny claws, slender tail, and round body...

——Forget it, there are so many monsters in the world, what about tigers and eagles? How could it be a fat mouse?

Does he often feel hungry without eating? It is because of his body shape?

The ghost Chu Wu! He is just a monster in the mountain, so he can communicate with the mountain spirit!

Meng Qi was in a very bad mood. Originally, he would have a surge in his anger and caused his consciousness to become drowsy, but now he is so awake that it is impossible to faint.

The fat mouse, who thought he was expressionless and very serious, was actually stupid and looked very funny.

Mo Li didn't do this.

This is his fellow tribe. When he met in Qimaoshan, Mo Li thought that fat mice and white foxes were spiritual creatures, so he came forward to tease him.

Mo Li went to get another basin of water and carefully helped the fat mouse to the basin to see the reflection.

Then the fat mouse fell down.

Mo Li: "…"

Fortunately, I didn't plant it in the pot.

Mo Li knew that he could not speak when he turned into his original form. He held the frightened gerbil back to the bedside with the frightened gerbil.

"Come back."

After saying that, he put the gerbils into the pile of clothes.

As a result, there was no movement inside the clothes for a long time.

Mo Li waited for a while, afraid that something would happen to the gerbil, so she took off her clothes again.

The white, round and soft fat mouse opened her eyes, her claws straightened. She rolled on the bed several times without believing in evil, but still did not change back. The pink and white nose tip was trembling with anger.

Mo Li: "…"

This was awful. Dr. Mo immediately took out his experience and began to talk to the fat mouse about the feeling of transformation.

However, Meng Qi didn't remember the first transformation. He even instinctively resisted his own form - it looked too unmagnificent, how could he be such a weak or even round creature?

After a while, the entire bed was rolled three times by the fat rat.

Mo Li made a quick decision and packed her bags and left Yeji overnight. Otherwise, if Ning Changyuan or Qiuhong came to see him off tomorrow, he would have to explain why there was one missing person.

Although it can be said that Meng Qi left in an urgent matter, Mo Li doesn't like to tell lies.

It is also tiring to fabricate lies, so you can save as much as you can.

So while the night was high and the wind was dark, Doctor Mo set out on the road.

He found a thick piece of cloth, wrapped it on the fat mouse, and then put it on his shoulder.

The martial arts master has internal strength to protect his body, so he will not wet his clothes even when it rains. The fat mouse is small enough that it is within the range of internal breathing and will not be blown by the cold wind to turn all his hair into one-sided curls.

"Brother Meng, I'm too reckless."

Mo Li said while rushing to the road, "You can walk steadily with high light skills, and your upper body doesn't even shake.

Meng Qi silently grabbed the doctor's clothes, and his mood was very complicated.

When his thoughts were exposed, Meng Qi thought that the doctor was angry and that the doctor drove him out, but he never thought about the current situation.

What's the matter with squatting on the shoulders of the person you are interested in?

There is not even a piece of clothing! There is only one piece of cloth on your body!

——Wrap this cloth, because I am afraid that you will be cold.

Meng Qi had the urge to slap the table with a palm. He subconsciously moved, and then Mo Li felt the fat mouse stomp his claws.

"Don't move, it will fall." Mo Li used his hand to help the fat mouse.

“…”

The effect of the medicine continues to work, Meng Qi is very clear-headed. He suspects that the doctor is not his own tribe at all, and definitely not another rat!

Otherwise, when you find that you can't change back and cannot speak, you should change back to your original form and communicate in the way of a rat race.

Meng Qi raised his claws and rubbed his chin.

...Not rubbed, only rubbed the meat.

There is too much flesh on the cheeks and too much flesh on the chin.

Meng Qi pushed the meat away weakly and finally rubbed his chin. It was originally just a thoughtful action to touch his chin, but now it is so difficult to do it. He squinted his eyes and recalled the reflection he saw in the water basin. It was not a rat common in the granary or the common people's homes, but a species on the grasslands in the north, that is, the gerbils he once raised.

The head is too big and the body is too round, so you can't escape the cat at all!

Master Meng, who claims to be a master of martial arts and has the highest light skills, fell into deep thought.

It is logical that although his memory is missing, he will not even forget whether he is a human or a demon. Over the years, he has been awake and sometimes sick, and has never returned to his original form.

He clearly remembered the scene of himself stroking his pet and feeding gerbils and vegetable leaves carefully.

The gerbil was very thin at first, but he gradually developed a round body shape and often kept it in his arms.

Meng Qi also remembered the appearance of her pet's corpse lying in the soil. Her always soft body became cold and stiff, and her flexibly movable claws would not move no matter how they fiddle.

What happened later?

Meng Qi's memory was blank. He went crazy and wanted to kill everyone.

He regretted why he wanted to go out, but he couldn't remember what had happened before, nor did he think of the origin of the gerbil.

Is that gerbil the same race or a relative?

In the dark, Meng Qi remembered the doctor inexplicably about the child.

——I can’t have children with foreign races, nor can I have children with the same race.

Is it possible that the child wants to have a child on his own?

"Brother Meng?"

The moli suddenly felt a powerful force falling heavily on her shoulders, and her internal breath flowed naturally, and she was pushed away several feet.

Before he could stand still, he realized what was going on. He turned around very quickly and threw his bag over.

“There are clothes inside.”

“…”

There was a rumbling movement behind me.

Mo Li breathed a sigh of relief and finally turned back.

He waited for a while, and estimated that the time was about the same, then turned his head.

Meng Qi's long hair was loose and he looked at him with a complicated expression.

"How is there any discomfort?" Mo Li skillfully stretched out his hand to take his pulse.

Meng Qi didn't stop him, but his voice became a little hoarse: "Do you think I was interested in you just because I wanted a child?"

"What?"

Mo Li was shocked. How could he and the Taijing Dragon Vein have the conditions to give birth to a small dragon Vein? Qimaoshan is so far away from Taijing, small and barren. The Taijing Dragon Vein lost its branch energy and was seriously injured. Qimaoshan did not even have the possibility of a branch Vein.

"...Is that dead gerbil my child?" Meng Qi asked word by word.
To be continued...