Chapter 6: The Bald Lion

  The old man's pupils contracted, and then he nodded: "No wonder you're so special, being favored by the grandson, it turns out you are the daughter of the Heavenly God..."

  The goddess of the heavenly horse is too exaggerated. Even more exaggerated than the internal falling tribe. But Mo Yier was already too lazy to explain. Especially this identity won't bring her any harm.

  The old man muttered to himself as if he was thinking of something: "Hehe, fate... indeed it's all fate."

  "What." Mo Yu'er didn't quite understand what the old man meant.

  "My grandfather once said that the Golden Lion can only transform into a human form if it meets the daughter of the Heavenly God. I didn't believe it before, thinking it was just a coincidence. But when Sun Er could transform into a human form, I was overjoyed. Who would have thought it was still because of the daughter of the Heavenly God?" The old man's words made Mo Yi'er even more confused.

  "Our Golden Lion generation merged with the female. I met was the daughter of the heavenly god. So I can transform into a human form. But my son's woman is just an ordinary woman from a tribe. He spent his whole life unable to transform into a human form. He only brought that woman to the top of the mountain to give birth to my grandson. Then he and that woman died together. Their fate was just for the continuation of bloodline. Only by transforming into a human form can one live for a very, very long time."

  Mo Yu'er was uninterested in the matter of Jin Shi's father, but only noticed the old man's words 'The one I met is the daughter of the heavenly god'...'Your woman is the daughter of the heavenly god.'

  "Yes, but I didn't like her. The day she fell from the sky, my grandfather brought her to me. I listened to my grandfather's words and had cubs with her. But she always said things I couldn't understand. We can't talk like we do with you. She was lazy and later became as fat as a wild boar. One day, when I went down the mountain, she was bitten to death by beasts." Although the old man said he didn't like that woman, compared to her giving birth to cubs for him, he killed many of the fierce beasts here, largely because of that woman.

  Mo Yi'er started to feel lucky for himself. He was able to learn the language here only because he was picked up by Chu Yan and Xiao Ci. The old man and woman were unable to communicate, after all. That woman who crossed over actually didn't teach him the language here. Otherwise, it wouldn't have ended in a situation where he wasn't liked.

  And then she felt a sense of loss. Was her transmigration just for helping Jin Shi continue his lineage?

  No. This is so possible. What about the people of the fallen tribe inside? What about Chu Yan and Fan Wu?

  "Let's go and take a look ahead to see if there are any prey." The old man has been talking too much lately, so much that he himself is not used to it. He lifted his feet, wanting to leave.

  "Wait, these sunflowers are ripe. They can be eaten now."

  "What? You want to eat flowers." The old man looked at Mo Yuer like he had seen a ghost. Mo Yuer raised an eyebrow, with an expression of looking at a country bumpkin. "Not eating flowers, but its fruit. Don't you know? It's very delicious and good for the brain, it will make you smarter and smarter."

  Many nuts have the effect of supplementing the brain. It can be found here. Sunflower is the first kind of nut that Mo Yuer discovered. If she takes the seeds down the mountain, will she be able to plant sunflowers later?

  No matter what kind of expression and opinion the old man had, Mo Yi'er stopped and started picking sunflowers. One by one, the large flower heads were cut off and placed on a large leaf for the old man to take back to where they usually lit bonfires. The old man looked at them with wide eyes, wondering if these sunflowers could be eaten.

  Mo Yu'er peeled off a few melon seeds from the flower plate and stuffed them into the old man's hand, indicating that he should eat. The old man then stuffed all of them into his mouth, and after two chews, spat them out: "Although the taste isn't too bad, it's just too strange to chew."

  Mo Yu'er couldn't help but burst out laughing. "If you don't peel the melon seeds before eating them, it's strange if your mouth doesn't hurt!" She also picked up a few melon seeds and started peeling them, then handed the peeled melon seeds to the old man: "This one needs to be peeled before eating."

  "Oh!" The old man ate a few more, and his expression wasn't as weird as before. "It's okay, it can be eaten."

  "Raw can be eaten, but it's better to stir-fry." Mo Yi'er set up a stone pot and put the melon seeds on top, slowly stir-frying them over low heat, fearing they would burn. Mo Yi'er was very careful and slow in frying the melon seeds. She used a twig to pick out a seed, blew on it, cracked it open, and handed it back to the old man.

  The old man's eyes lit up and he exclaimed "So fragrant!" Then he started peeling the melon seeds himself.

  Mo Yi'er smiled and looked at him, then touched the golden lion who was still sleeping beside her and asked: "Why does he always sleep?"

  "I don't know. I was like this before I transformed too."

  "Can you change back to the Golden Lion form first?" Mo Yier was very curious. If the old man turned into a golden lion, would he be as majestic and handsome as a lion?

  Who would have thought that this sentence made the old man's face change greatly, he hastily shook his head, but didn't say a word.

  This behavior is strangely abnormal. Mo Yier didn't ask further questions. This old man's temper was too violent. He had no interest in provoking him.

  Jin Shi woke up while eating dinner. He had gotten used to eating the same food as Mo Yi Er. And he was more and more fond of Xiao Rong's current image. Because every time she slept at night, Xiao Rong would stretch out her wings to block the wind for herself.

  The next day, Mo Yier picked some sunflowers again and peeled them off, wrapping them in leaves. The old man couldn't help but ask her: "Aren't you going to stir-fry them?"

  "Hehe, I'll keep it and plant it at the foot of the mountain when I get there. That way, the foot of the mountain can have sunflowers too."

  "Start a farm." This old man didn't quite understand this noun. Farming and breeding had never been done here before.

  Mo Yu'er didn't know how to explain it clearly. She just said: "In short, with this, there will be sunflowers under the mountain in the future."

  The old man nodded and thought to himself: The daughter of the heavenly god is indeed different. Handing his grandson over to her, he can also rest assured in his old age on the mountain.

  Mo Yu'er wanted to eat fish for dinner, so she went to the lake to catch some. The fish here were very big and not too clever because they had never been caught before. Mo Yu'er made a simple net with grass rope and scooped up several fish. Then, humming a happy tune, she walked back and forth. Suddenly, she noticed movement in the bushes. At first, she was startled, but then she remembered what the old man had said - that he had killed all the fierce beasts here. So, she wasn't afraid. Not only was she not afraid, but she was also very curious about what was in the bushes. She quietly walked over to take a look.

  Who knew. Curiosity really did kill the cat. Blinded her dog's eyes.

  What the heck is this. A lion that's always bald. No, should say golden lion. Thought it had wings too. The wings are sparse and thin. Should be leaking air when flying... What the heck is going on here!!!