Beautiful senior sister, peaceful cultivation world

Chapter 105 Yoho
"Hurry up and shut up! I told you not to eat! I told you not to eat! How could you be so mean! You just stare at me and cause trouble!"

"How can a fox sell spiritual chickens in the mountains of the mortal world? Ahwu~ You are bullying me because I am young! You have been following me, aren't you waiting for me to steal? Ahwu~ Tell me the truth! You must also want to trick me into going to Zhaoyao Mountain! Ahwu~ I won't go!"

When Wei Wenxin arrived, the fat fox had turned into a sturdy man again. He was holding a feather duster in his hand and was walking around in circles, angry but not really taking action.

It looks quite strange.

Wei Wenxin looked carefully and saw that the girl had revealed her true form, a white fox with red hair on all four paws.

At this moment, its cheeks were puffed up, and it was clinging to the chicken's back, biting its neck with saliva dripping.

It was obvious that the little fox was very good at hunting.

Although it is half the size, it can hold the chicken tightly.

I saw their sharp claws pop out from their front paws, piercing through the gaps between the chicken's feathers and digging into the base of the chicken's wings. The chicken was in so much pain that it kept flapping its wings and jumping, but its butt was held down tightly by its two hind paws, preventing it from jumping at all.

The little fox lay on the chicken's back, taking a bite and cursing again. Its eyes were black and its fur was smooth and shiny. It was obvious that it had never treated itself badly.

No wonder there is so much thunder but so little rain.

Seeing this, Wei Wenxin was no longer anxious and quietly squatted on a tree branch not far away to watch the fun.

When I tell Yue Jinxiu about this later, she will definitely be happy.

"Well, it's not easy for a little fox like you to make a living outside. You should return to your tribe and receive a proper education so that you can live a better life in the future. I am really doing this for your own good. Think about it, you have red fox bloodline, and I am also a red fox. We are of the same tribe, so how could I harm you?"

"What should I learn? Raising chickens or selling chickens? Ahem~"

The chicken was a spiritual bird with a very full spiritual aura, and it was obviously a specialty of the fox clan.

Its cultivation level is higher than that of the little fox. If it weren't for the species suppression and rich hunting skills, the little fox would have been thrown off long ago.

However, although it successfully caught the chicken, it could not kill it in a short time because the hair on the chicken's neck was flat and hard, just like a coat of scales.

Even so, it was distracted by arguing with people, and as a result, its saliva was all over the chicken, and a lot of blood was flowing from the roots of the chicken wings. Although it looked pitiful, it was still jumping happily.

"You can learn magic, social skills, and survival skills. There are so many things! You can also make friends with foxes of the same age, and you can be happy every day. Even if you want to steal chickens, there are other foxes to help you! Look at how hard it is for a fox like you to do this!"

Wei Wenxin almost laughed out loud when she heard this.

The train of thought of this fox clan is so interesting!

The couple selling chickens before were like this, and so were the two foxes we met by chance.

"But my bloodline is not pure, and the fairies in the mountains call me a bastard. I don't have parents to protect me. If I go with you, what if I get bullied in the future? And I'm so outstanding, they will definitely exclude me!"

As it said this, it didn't even bother to eat the chicken. It jumped down and hid in the corner, wiping its tears.

After a while, the hair on the paws became wet and wisped.

Wei Wenxin felt the same way.

Humans are jealous, and I guess foxes are too.

The little fox cried sadly, crying and saying:

"My father was captured and made into a scarf, and my mother was also captured and made into a scarf. I am so beautiful, I will definitely be captured and made into a scarf too."

The voice was childish but clear, and even Wei Wenxin, an unrelated person, felt sympathy after listening to it.

After hearing this, the sturdy man was furious: "Who dares to catch you and make a scarf? What about your parents?"

The little fox immediately lay on the ground and howled, his voice was sharp and tender: "You must have thought that I was born with a good family and noble blood because you saw that I was so young, so you wanted me to go back with you! Are you disappointed now? My father and mother are ordinary wild foxes! They were all captured by humans and made into scarves! Wuuwuwu~ I am a lucky guy. I am the only one among several mountains who has cultivated a human body. Wuuwuwu~ If you avenge me, I will go with you! Even if you have to peel off my skin, it doesn't matter!"

Wei Wenxin had heard from the big fox in Xianyuan Restaurant before that even in Zhaoyao Mountain, there were many foxes with poor aptitude who were unable to transform and could only help the tribe raise chickens for a living.

In this case, this little fox is truly gifted.

It's rare that she still has a good character.

Know how to seize opportunities and understand what persistence is.

He is especially gifted in negotiation.

The fat fox had a cold face and said nothing, but killed the chicken immediately.

"Come and eat quickly. After you're full, I'll take you to avenge your parents!"

The little fox burst into tears and called him "Uncle Red Hair" all the time.

After watching the excitement, Wei Wenxin was a little curious about the follow-up, but she was not someone like Yue Jinxiu who was willing to run from the East Continent to the West Continent for gossip.

Seeing that the two foxes were already discussing the details of revenge in a low voice, she did not stay any longer and quietly retreated from the path. She sent a message to Yue Jinxiu, and seeing that she was still busy with the store opening, she continued to wander around the East Market.

Compared to the West Market where there are still various sheds, the cultivators are faster and have already repaired quite a few houses here. Some of the window frames still have a strong smell of paint.

Lacquer trees are widely planted in the Lacquer Country, and the specialty paint is purchased in large quantities even by the cultivation world to be used for anti-corrosion of buildings.

Traditional colors are more solemn, mostly bright red, dark brown, ink black, royal blue and the like.

Yue Jinxiu disliked these colors as being too old-fashioned, and had been tinkering with this thing for several years, trying to create bright and light colors. Unfortunately, either the cost could not be reduced or the output could not be increased.

As the night deepened, the crowd gradually thinned out.

She felt that she was still very young and had no idea that she already had so many things to recall.

Feeling inexplicably melancholy and smelling the aroma of wine, Wei Wenxin turned and walked into an alley.

There is a tavern at the innermost turning point of the alley. Behind the high counter at the door, there is a row of brown clay jars with red cloth sandbags sealing the mouths of the jars. An old Taoist with a white beard is happily pouring wine there.

The wine had a clear aroma, not the best, but it had a special fragrance that Wei Wenxin had never tasted before.

This alone was enough to attract her to spend time here.

"Sir, please come in! How many of you are there?"

The waiter smiled gently and spoke in an equally gentle voice.

Wei Wenxin agreed to one of them and went to the counter to order some wine.

Seeing that she ordered more than a dozen pots of wine in a row, the old Taoist even whispered to her: "Although the wine is good, young man, please don't drink too much~"

Wei Wenxin was wearing men's clothing, and the old man's cultivation was low, so he couldn't see through her background. From the sound of her voice, he thought she was a male cultivator.

Wei Wenxin did not argue and just told him to call without worry.

He even boasted: "I can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. It's just a dozen pots of wine."

In this case, there is absolutely no reason to push business away.

The old Taoist did exactly as she wished. He took the wine pot, lifted the tied red cloth, opened the sandbag, picked up the bamboo ladle hanging in the jar, and poured out wine for her one pot after another.

Wei Wenxin was too lazy to wait, so he paid the spirit stones and went into the store.

This place is newly built, so many tricks to attract customers cannot be used. People who come here to drink are either here to chat with others or to drink alone because they are in a bad mood, so the store is quite quiet.

The store is not equipped with the spirit stone lamps commonly seen in the world of immortal cultivation, but lanterns that are more atmospheric.

Under the dim light, men and women gathered together everywhere.

Wei Wenxin came in alone and felt quite embarrassed.

Just think about it and go to the corner.

There is a big window here, through which you can see the sea of ​​flowers outside. The night wind is a little chilly, and there are people admiring the flowers outside from time to time. It is difficult to guarantee privacy when sitting here, so there are not so many people sitting here.

Wei Wenxin sat down without looking at him any more, her mind entirely focused on her wine.

After a while, the waiter brought up the wine and a plate of salted beans.

Unscrew the cork and pour yourself a glass first.

Pick it up and smell it.

It smells a bit like citrus, but not after a while.

It seems familiar, but I can't remember where it is.

Wei Wenxin was trying hard to recall the past when someone slapped the table.

The solid wood table suddenly sank into a deep palm mark.

The salted beans jumped up and spilled all over the floor, and the wine jug also rolled to the ground.

There was a lot of jingling and clanging sounds.

There were only three good ones left out of the dozen or so wine jugs, and the rich wine spilled all over the floor.

Wei Wen didn't even think about it, he turned his spiritual energy into a palm and slapped him twice.

(End of this chapter)