Yin Yang Eye GunGun's Marriage Contract Chapter 17

Editor: Seafall

Mo GunGun was confused. It could even be said that he was ignorant.

Ancestors??

He never thought that he would live to see others of his kind besides his mother. Now, Mo GunGun's head was full of questions. even forgetting his fear. He carefully observed the little specks of light and saw many mini figures.

Each little green light spot had two round ears with a small plump body.

It was like a miniature panda.

When Mo GunGun looked at them, he felt a light joy and intimacy that stemmed from their blood connection. Although the environment was dark and endless, it was not terrible. On the contrary, it was peaceful and warm.

These little spots of light eased the worry in Mo GunGun's heart.

Then, the small light dots danced around him. In Mo GunGun's mind, there were a mixture of  exclamations and sighs from time to time.

“Ah, he's a little small. Is it because he ate bad food? Who dares to be so harsh?”

“This little guy is so cute. I didn't expect to see such a lively youngster 500 years after our death.”

“He's lovely. If he was my son, I'd give him tender bamboo shoots to eat every day!”

“Little thing, what's your name?”

Though the voice transmitted into his mind was a little loud, the little panda didn't become angry, just surprised.

At this time, an extraordinarily excited spot of light approached him and said, “Don't talk! Listen to me, kid! I am your ancestor!”

The other spots of light: “……”

Mo GunGun: “……”

The other spots: “Aren't we all dead? Who's here that is not the ancestor of the little guy?”

The excited spot fired back: “You're all dead!”

Mo GunGun who is backing away: “…….”

Inexplicably, Mo GunGun felt embarra.s.sed.

Are they really his elders? He felt strange. If only the little guy could understand human language better, then he would realize that what they were doing is called “teasing”.

Another spot spoke, “Stinky old man, this little one is so cute! He's obviously my grandson!”

“Fart! You died thousands of years ago and your grandson was shameful. He's obviously my darling!”

“Aren't you a bear? He's my grandson! Do you want to fight?”

Mo GunGun watched them grouping together and forming cl.u.s.ters of light, as if they were going to fight in groups.

Mo GunGun asked weakly, “How, how are you?”

The cry of the little panda interrupted the fight of the elder panda ghosts. Soon, their fierce fighting spirit disappeared and became extremely kind.

One elder panda: “Little guy, I'm really your ancestor.”

Mo GunGun: “h.e.l.lo, um, Grandpa.”

The panda elder was so excited that he responded, “Ah! Good!”

Mo GunGun was a little uncomfortable being surrounded by a crowd of dead panda ancestors. He grabbed his ears with his little paws, which caused a burst of cheers and praise, “Look? Look how lovely our little baby is, and how he catches his ears!”

Mo GunGun who was struck silly: “…?”

He licked his small nose but still did not feel comfortable, so he s.h.i.+fted the position of his tail. He blinked innocently.

Once again, he was given a lot of praise.

“Oh, the little baby licked his nose and wagged his tail. How lovely. Give it to him. Give him everything he wants!”

With this, Mo GunGun turned away as he had nothing to say.

He tilted his head after being praised for the third time. He thought silently that maybe he is actually having a strange nightmare.

This situation lasted until the biggest spot of light came from the distance.

This spot of light was the first one to try and appease him, telling him to not be afraid. It was also the first one to be pushed back by the other spots. Then, he floated back and kicked the excited ancestor with an invisible claw.

The other spots fell silent.

The biggest spot of light: “I am ancestor AI, the third generation elder of these unworthy descendants. You can call me Grandpa AI.”

A lot of these spots were complaining in his mind. Even though the ghost was too old and smelly, he did not dare to refute.

Mo GunGun said with a nod, “Grandpa AI is good.”

Grandpa AI said, “Little one, if you can come here, it means that you are very talented.”

Mo GunGun was lost. What talent?

After thinking about it, he racked his brains and came up with an idea, that his specialty must be his eating ability.

Was eating too much his talent?

Grandpa AI: “Little guy, this is the panda ancestor world. The ancestor world can protect you and stop some unnecessary disasters for you.”

Mo GunGun didn't understand, but his serious att.i.tude was correct, which made grandpa AI very satisfied.

Grandpa AI continued, “As an outstanding grandson of our true panda race, we need you to revitalize us! So… ”

Grandpa AI: “Will you accept?”

Mo Gungun was silent for a moment. He  was suddenly filled with a sense of responsibility as a panda and agreed, “Ok.”

However, Mo GunGun wanted to run away as he saw what he had to face.

Looking at the endless books, Mo GunGun felt a headache. Was it too late to regret his decision?

Grandpa AI also pointed to some treasures and said, “You can take one of these. As for the others, you need to exchange something else for them.”

The treasures were stacked up like a mountain. As for him, Mo GunGun only thought that these looked good, but didn't take them seriously.

All of a sudden, he saw a piece of something similar to what the large dark monster had in its interior. His eyes s.h.i.+ned. The big monster's board was not as good-looking as this one, and it isn't very useful when burned. Plus, this one looks much better. I don't know if the big monster will…

Then, he froze. The big monster must be worried about him since he suddenly disappeared.

After realizing the seriousness of his situation, Mo GunGun sat down and asked, “Can I really take anything?”

Grandpa AI: “Naturally. You are part of the younger generation so you can choose any treasure, but remember that it can only be one.”

He looked around and silently moved his gaze from the fragrant fruit. Mo GunGun swallowed his saliva. After a moment of silence, he chose the crystal board that seemed to burn fire. The big monster was very good to him. He could still make an exchange next time.

After thinking carefully, Mo GunGun spoke in a low voice, “Then I want that, and if want to exchange for that fruit, how can I do it?”

Grandpa AI looked at the fruit in his sight, and warned to one of the spots of light, “It's the younger generation, the profiteer!”

“Little guy, you really have vision. This fruit is very good for pandas. You can not only prolong your life, but also make your fur smooth and delicate. It's not a dream to stay young forever…”

Grandpa AI: "Cough."

The treacherous merchant became stiff, “Little baby, a pinch of hair in exchange for the fruit at a fair price. Do you want to exchange or not?"

Mo GunGun was shocked. He stared at the profiteer, dazed. His eyes were full of confusion. This nightmare was absurd.

He asked carefully, “Some hair?”

The treacherous merchant immediately a.s.sured, “Of course, it ensures smoothness and beauty!”

Mo GunGun gave a stern refusal.

No matter how delicious the fruit is, he had already lost his fur once, and now he treated his fur as his most precious possession., Plus, after thinking about it further, he was also stripped of all of his fur in his last life. It was too horrible.

Mo GunGun stepped back with his little paws.

Mo GunGun: “I don't want to exchange! I just want the board!”

The profiteer wanted to say more, but the little guy was resolute and urgent so he had to back down and gave Grandpa AI the right to speak.

While carrying a few children's books from the panda world and holding the board, Mo GunGun went around and said his farewells to his ancestors.

When the young panda flashed away, Grandpa AI stared at the dark world again and sighed. He turned his head to talk with the light spot that was still near him, “Will he really be okay?”

The spot of light flickered, “There should be no problem. It should have come. ”

Grandpa AI hesitated, “Will it be unfair to him? He is still so small.”

The spot of light: “It won't let anyone hurt him. Let Wu Da and Wu Er protect him.”

Mo GunGun was disappearing in front of him. Then, the little fellow went back to the position of the big stone, and woke up being held by two large hands while he tried to stand firm.

Lu Xiaoqi's eyes revealed a little of his anxiety. He flipped the panda over and over again, examining him from head to foot. He even did not even let go the small b.u.t.tocks. The admiral moved his tail and looked at his chrysanthemum.

Mo GunGun groaned and wriggled. He felt a little dizzy as he held his tail, scared.

Mo GunGun, whose eyes widened: “Mm-hmm!”

Lu Xiao Qi was relieved to see that the little guy was in good condition. He said in a hoa.r.s.e voice, “It's OK.”

Then, all the little fires that were burning went out.

Mo GunGun remembered something suddenly and hummed excitedly. He fell on the floor as he tried to hold the board up and strived to reach the big monster.

Mo GunGun looked up with bright eyes.

Here you go, big monster!

Lu Xiao Qi was puzzled but when he saw what the object was, his pupils shrank, and there was a huge wave in the bottom of his eyes.

This is!!!

Mo GunGun wanted to give this to the big monster. When he likes it, then he is also happy with it. He turned around and found that the big stone is missing.

Why?

All of a sudden, he saw two little spots of light come out.

Mo GunGun was surprised.

The two little spots were holding a necklace. It had a black pendant, infused with some little s.h.i.+ning lights in it.

Dark green, flickering from time to time, beautiful as aurora.

Being taken as a prodigal son, Mo GunGun looked at two small points of light, stunned.

The little panda sat on the ground with his back to Lu Xiao Qi, “Huh?”

Wu Da and Wu Er: “We are Wu Da and Wu Er. You can call us grandpa and grandpa two.”

Lu Xiao Qi pressed down the emotions surging in his heart when he saw the little guy holding a small pendant and shouting at the air.

Originally, the dark pupils were even darker. Lu Xiaoqi walked over and gently stroked the little guy's head, “Who are you talking to?”

Mo GunGun whose face turned away: “…” Er…

Seafall: I suddenly imagined s.h.i.+fu (from Kung Fu Panda) talking to Mo GunGun. LOL