"Is this your father's? If so, why can't your mother know?" Liu Nanfeng asked curiously.
He wondered in his heart, was this something left from his past life? But why was it so ugly.
"Because my mother doesn't know!"
Xiao Liyu held the ugly mud figurine in her palm. The mud figurine seemed to come alive, rapidly changing its shape until it became an exact replica of Liu Nanfeng, except for its size.
Liu Nanfeng was immensely surprised.
"How did you do that?"
"I just thought of it," Xiao Liyu replied matter-of-factly.
"Is it that simple?" Liu Nanfeng reached out to take it, then thought of Xiao Liyu's appearance. However, the mud figurine in his hand remained motionless.
"It doesn't work. Can only you do it?"
After trying several times and seeing no reaction, Liu Nanfeng handed it back to her.
Xiao Liyu herself didn't know, but as soon as she took the mud figurine back, it began to change shape again at her will.
"Is it that magical?" Liu Nanfeng's eyes gleamed, countless concentric circles expanding between them, making him look majestic and sacred.
Under his gaze, Xiao Liyu was too scared to move.
This did provide Liu Nanfeng with a convenient opportunity to observe the mud in her hand. However, upon closer inspection with his eyes, he was truly astonished.
The tiny mud figurine contained an overwhelming amount of information, as if countless data points were compressed within it, disorganized and without order. Perhaps it was precisely this lack of structure that allowed it to transform so freely.
But why could only Xiao Liyu do it? Was it due to some restriction imposed by Feng Zhirun?
Liu Nanfeng withdrew the light from his eyes and asked Xiao Liyu, "Why doesn't your mother know? And why can't you tell her?"
From what Liu Nanfeng understood, Feng Zhirun had disappeared before Xiao Liyu was born. Xiao Liyu had never met Feng Zhirun after her birth, so it was unlikely that Feng Zhirun had personally given it to her.
"Because it's Daddy's pillow, Ge ge ge..."
"Pillow?" Liu Nanfeng never expected such an answer.
At this moment, the mud figurine in Xiao Liyu's hand transformed according to her thoughts, turning into a square pillow with an ancient design.
"This is Daddy's pillow. Mommy liked it very much. She even slept hugging it. She didn't hug me, and I was very angry. I wanted it to turn into a poop, and it really turned into a poop. Haha..."
Xiao Liyu laughed triumphantly, and the pillow in her hand transformed again, truly becoming a piece of poop.
Liu Nanfeng: ...
"I put the poop in Mommy's quilt, and Mommy was very angry. She spanked my butt," Xiao Liyu said indignantly, puffing out her cheeks.
"She spanked my butt, so I don't want to tell her."
Liu Nanfeng finally understood.
However, this incident left a deep impression on Xiao Liyu, who still remembered it clearly to this day.
Later, Zhu Yin'e threw away the "poop," but Xiao Liyu secretly retrieved it.
At first, she was very interested, but over time, she found it boring and casually placed it on the display shelf.
When Zhu Yin'e moved out of Taohua Garden, she merely thought it was a toy Xiao Liyu had molded with mud, so she naturally did not take it with her and left it abandoned here.
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And Liu Nanfeng previously felt it was shapeless because the mud figurine changed according to Xiao Liyu's will. The clearer her thoughts, the more refined the transformation. At that time, Xiao Liyu was too young, hence the shapeless result.
Liu Nanfeng took it from Xiao Liyu's hand again and weighed it in his palm. He found nothing special about it. When he pinched it, he discovered its peculiarity. With Liu Nanfeng's strength, let alone pinching it, he couldn't even leave a fingerprint.
"This is a good thing. You must keep it well," Liu Nanfeng handed it back to Xiao Liyu.
Back in Xiao Liyu's hands, the mud seemed to come alive again, spinning and changing along her palm as if imbued with a soul, finally taking the form of a sword.
"Hiyah..."
She brandished the "mud sword" in her hand, which was much more like it than a peach tree branch.
Watching the little Liyu wielding the sword, Liu Nanfeng fell into deep thought.
It seemed Feng Zhirun had left behind many things. Were these all "contingency plans" he had prepared, or just coincidences?
Guanshanhai, the short sword, the Jialin Xibo Map, the Guagua Hammer, and now this (chapter incomplete!)
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Each of these items was extraordinary. Where did he obtain them all?
He himself, though a young master of a wealthy family in his early life, was just an ordinary person.
Later, after becoming a monk, it was even less likely for him to acquire so many treasures. Of course, the Guagua Hammer was an exception, as it was a legacy item of Linggu Temple.
Therefore, these must have been obtained after he abandoned his monastic life and turned to Daoism.
Recalling his glorious decade of conquering the world after entering the Daoist sect, Liu Nanfeng had a sudden realization.
These were likely all items he had plundered, and Feng Zhirun's plundered treasures were definitely more than just these.
Why did he say that?
It was because Feng Zhirun's primary target back then was Tidal. Tidal was an ancient lineage, and Liu Nanfeng had reason to believe that the treasures they possessed were definitely more than one or two items.
Thinking of this, Liu Nanfeng felt a surge of excitement.
Just then, he felt a poke on his backside.
He looked down; who else could it be but Xiao Liyu?
She feigned innocence, brandishing the treasure in her hand, her momentum clearly lacking.
"Alright, stop messing around, get back to work." Liu Nanfeng felt both amused and exasperated. He turned and continued walking towards the back of the house.
Xiao Liyu quickly followed with her short legs.
"Have you thought of giving it a name?" Liu Nanfeng asked.
"A name?" Xiao Liyu looked puzzled.
"Yes, a name. Everything needs a name. Otherwise, when talking about it, you can't just say 'that,' can you?"
"Ge ge ge..." Xiao Liyu giggled happily at this.
"I want to call it Poop."
She raised the "mud sword" in her hand and exclaimed.
Liu Nanfeng: ...
"What kind of name is that? It doesn't sound good at all."
"Why doesn't it sound good?" Xiao Liyu asked with innocent confusion.
"Because it smells."
"Then let's call it Xiang Poop," Xiao Liyu added.
Are you fixated on poop?
Liu Nanfeng said helplessly, "No, in short, you absolutely cannot call it Poop, whether it's Stinky Poop or Xiang Poop."
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"You are really willful."
Xiao Liyu's helpless, childish expression left Liu Nanfeng completely speechless.
"Think about it carefully," he said, then turned and walked towards the ancient well.
He bent down and lifted the cover of the ancient well, and the clear well water immediately came into view.
A gust of coolness also rushed out of the well.
However, at this moment, Liu Nanfeng noticed something flashing in the well, but upon closer inspection, there was nothing there.
"I've thought of it," Xiao Liyu said, leaning forward.
"What is it called?"
"It's called..."
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Chapter 216 Treasures