Quickly cross Su Daji

Chapter 796
The little white fox heard that human beings would go to a place called Nuwa Temple to pray. The Nuwa Empress is the most merciful and will help her people.

It didn't know if it would be of any use for a fox to petition, but it went anyway.

During the day, I guarded the old man, lest he accidentally knocked and hurt him. At night, when the old man fell asleep, he would kneel in front of the statue of Nuwa and pray devoutly.

"Pray for Empress Nuwa to show her spirit and help the old man become a fairy and a god, so that he will not grow old and die, and will not suffer."

"Boom!"

"I beg Empress Nuwa to show her spirit and help the old man..."

Say a word, just knock your head.

Solid, unambiguous at all.

Fortunately, no human beings would come to the temple at night, otherwise, seeing a white fox kneeling on the futon upright like a human being, chanting and kowtowing, would probably be frightened to death.

It knelt for 49 days, and the legendary Nuwa Empress did not appear.

But the old man couldn't hold on anymore.

On a rainy night, he was awakened by the sound of torrential rain, remembering that he had forgotten to put away the snacks he gave to the little fox outside in the sun, so he hurried out of bed to get them, because he was so anxious that he didn't have time to open an umbrella, and the ground was soaked by the rain. He developed a high fever.

When the little white fox returned from the Nuwa Temple after praying, he was already burned unconscious.

"Old man! How are you, wake up!"

Half dead with fright, it slapped his face hard with its paw.

But he didn't respond at all.

The little white fox was so anxious that the fur on his tail was about to burn, so he quickly decocted the medicine prepared in the house, poured it on him, and put a cotton cloth soaked in well water on his forehead to cool down.

Fortunately, in the evening, the old man opened his eyes.

Seeing the nervous and anxious look of his little fox, he wanted to raise his hand to stroke its head as a sign of comfort, but suddenly found that it was difficult for him to even make such a small movement.

As if seeing the disappointment in his eyes, the little white fox quickly put its head on his hand and rubbed against him gently.

A smile finally appeared on the old man's face.

"Cough, cough, cough..." His cough was muffled and heavy, and it made people's hearts tense. "Little fox, fox..."

"I'm here, I'm here!" The little white fox replied quickly.

"In the ground by the stone, in the cellar, I've stocked up food for you, don't, don't starve yourself...cough cough..."

The old man's voice was intermittent and it sounded uncomfortable.

But the little white fox still listened very seriously.

This may be the last words he said to himself in this world.

It has to be cherished.

"Also... don't trust people and human beings too much, there are many bad, bad..."

He couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

The little white fox nodded vigorously, tears fell like beads with a broken thread, "Don't talk about it, old man, take a good rest, I'll be by your side, I won't go anywhere, there will be no bad people."

But as soon as these words came out, the old man suddenly shook his head violently and shouted loudly, "No, go, you go!"

The hand stroking the little white fox's head suddenly turned into refusal, wanting to let it go away.

He didn't want him to see him slowly dying, turning into a cold corpse.

How sad his little fox must be.

Just thinking about the way it arched its head against its hard and cold body and cried after he died, his heart felt as if it was tightly grasped.

He couldn't bear to feel sad about it.

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Another plane was blocked today...

bitter.

(End of this chapter)