Journey to the West: I am entertaining in Datang

Now I have to go, let me dance for you one last time before I go, and you don't talk.I'm afraid I won't have the energy to leave. "

I used up the last bit of strength in my body to dance my body with the moonlight. I tried my best to make my body softer, my dancing posture lighter, and my expression more charming.

But I'm shaking, I'm stiff, I feel like I'm suffocating, I'm done.

I did the last move with my back turned to him, I didn't want to see any look on his face.

I thought of the Taoist talisman, if I was sensible, I should put it on, but I don't want to, I don't want him to lose my memory, I want him to remember me.

Forever, until he gets old, I can't have his person, I want him to have my memory, I decided.

I looked at my body a little bit transparent, I knew I was going to disappear, I told him with my last strength, I am a white fox who has practiced for thousands of years, and I came for him...

After telling the story, Chunlan's eyes dimmed, as if she remembered something and fell into deep thought.

The audience in the live broadcast room fell silent. At this moment, everyone tacitly did not release bullet screens or speak, and just looked at Chunlan.

She's a little weird today, acting differently than usual.

Chunlan is usually outgoing and talkative. In the live broadcast room, besides the performances, she is talking and talking. It is a waste of a minute.

Why is it that Guang is in a daze today, as if he has infinite worries, but he refuses to speak out?

This is not right!

Just sitting there in a daze, not talking or performing talents, let alone bringing goods, so that everyone can watch the live broadcast?

Just when everyone was wondering, a reprimand suddenly sounded in the live broadcast room: "How dare you, you turned into me and did the live broadcast instead of me!"

Fog grass!

Chunlan, who was in a daze at first, shuddered when she heard it, and suddenly raised her eyes, looking towards the door of the live broadcast room.

A person exactly like himself was standing at the door, staring at him angrily.

"···Hello!"

There are melons to eat!

Still a big melon!

The gossiping idlers in the live broadcast room suddenly regained their energy. Who is it that dares to change into Chunlan's appearance?

"How dare you say hello to me!"

Chunlan was so angry that she almost lost her breath. This bastard woman dared to take off her clothes without saying a word!

Then she swaggered into the live broadcast room to start the live broadcast instead of herself!

That's pretty cool!

Seeing that he ran away without haste, he greeted him like a normal person!

Really stinky shameless!

"You came to my live broadcast room, what's your intentions!"

Chunlan growled, and walked up to her in a few steps.

The two identical beautiful faces came together, causing the audience to clamor.

What are you playing here?

Change face?

Or the same face?

As soon as Chunlan grabbed the replacement person, she was about to wrestle, but the person's face changed instantly.

A more delicate and charming face than Chunlan's appeared in front of everyone.

It was the white fox from Qingqiu!

The fox woman who couldn't stay any longer after hearing the song of the white fox.

Seeing the live version of the big transformation, the audience in the live broadcast room felt their eyes were opened.

"Wucao, are all the ladies and sisters now so good at playing?"

"That's right, it's obviously a live show, how did it become a supernatural event?"

"Mr. Qin Hao, do you want to write a supernatural novel? Yes!"

"···"

Amidst everyone's discussion, the woman from Qingqiu had already stood up and walked out.

When Chunlan saw it, she was unwilling to let go, and she chased after him.

"You can't go!"

The woman said softly: "You can't catch up. I came here just to tell my story. Now that the story is over, I should go back."

After speaking, she turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared.

Chunlan was dumbfounded!

Everyone heard what they said, and it turned out that this is the protagonist of the story just now, the fox!

Her melancholy eyes and delicate appearance are deeply engraved in people's hearts, which is even more regrettable.

After this little episode, the story of the fox clan became even more touted by people.

So, on the forum, someone opened a special post bar to tell stories about the fox clan.

Many years ago, on a sunny morning, a scholar sat on a tree stump and studied the Four Books and Five Classics.

The scholar was poor and did not have enough to eat, and the only valuables in the house were those two heavy loads of books.

The scholar sits in this forest every day, finds a place to sit, and reads until dark, and the days pass by in the sage books like this.

At dusk that day, the scholar was reading, and when he read the sunset, he shouted:

The book has its own golden house, and the book has its own Yan Ruyu!

There was a sudden "squeak" and the chirping sound came with the wind. The scholar raised his head, only to see a group of white shadows rushing toward his face. It was a crystal white little fox.

It was spotlessly white, its eyes were moving, and there was a lot of mourning in its mouth.

It's strange to say that when the little fox ran to the scholar, he stopped in his tracks and was out of breath.

The scholar grabbed the little fox, and saw an arrow slantedly inserted into the snow-white hind leg of the little fox, and the blood flowed down the arrow, staining the whole area red.

The little fox wailed a few times, looking at the scholar with eyes full of pity and begging.

The scholar sighed: "Little fox, little fox, who had the heart to hurt you so deeply..."

Before the voice finished, hooves sounded like thunder in the distance.

The little fox's white body trembled non-stop, as if trying to escape from the scholar's grasp, the scholar hurriedly held the little fox tightly, pulled out the arrow with a gritted teeth, tore off a piece of rotten clothes, wrapped up the little fox's wound, and lightly It was strange to put it into the wide sleeves, but the little fox held back the pain and lay motionless in the sleeve of the scholar.

The scholar had just picked up the book when he heard the sound of horseshoes coming, and dozens of tall horses flew over. The leader was a big man with a beard, and he shouted luxuriously:

"Scholar Wuna, have you ever seen a wounded fox escape?"

The scholar raised his head: "Brother said it was a snow-white fox?"

A green shadow flashed beside the bearded man, and he shouted coquettishly, "Exactly, it is the fox I shot, where is the little beast?"

The scholar only smelled the fragrant wind blowing against his face, and there was a flowery smiling face. The scholar suddenly panicked and lost his mind. It took him a long time to come back to his senses. He pointed behind him and stammered, "I just ran over here."

(To be continued)

Chapter 1132 One Shot of Vengeance

The girl said softly, "Thank you sir for telling us! Let's chase after him!"

With a sharp wave of his hand, dozens of horsemen came and went leisurely, leaving only the laughter like silver bells in the scholar's ears.

The scholar murmured: "There is a golden house in the book, and Yan Ruyu in the book." With a bang, the sage book fell to the ground without noticing it.

The little fox sticks its head out from the cuff, and wakes up the scholar with a sound of ahhh. When the scholar sees it, his eyes are full of poignancy and gratitude.

The scholar closed his heart, stroked the fox, and said lovingly: "Little fox, hide quickly, don't let others bully you."

The little fox slid down the sleeves, limped, and seemed to be quite human. His forelegs joined together to make a gesture towards the scholar, squeaked a few times, and his snow-white body twisted and danced.

I saw the white shadow shining, the little white fox's body and limbs as one, dancing lightly in the setting sun, the scholar was dumbfounded.

There was also a creaking sound in the distance, the little fox stopped the dancing steps, then turned to the scholar, reluctantly went to his companion, looked back at three steps, reluctantly said goodbye, and disappeared into the distant mountains.

Scholar can only pat the dust off his robes, pick up the books and study hard again.

The scholar still sits in the woods and reads every day, but he will go around the woods every evening and listen to something carefully. Whenever there is a sound of horseshoes, the scholar will sit up in surprise, but he has never met the green clothes again. lady.

However, the scholar does not know that every morning, there is a little white fox next to the dew leaves, staring at the scholar motionlessly with wide-eyed eyes. When the scholar is studying, the fox remains motionless, as if afraid of disturbing the scholar's practice. .

The scholar is very strange. Every day when the sun goes down, whenever the scholar looks at the distant mountain and does not look at the woman in green, there seems to be a white shadow on the distant mountain, dancing to meet the sunset. When the scholar looks for it, he can't find anything. .

Day after day, the scholar lived like this until he died. He never saw the woman in green again. She and he did not belong to the same world.

Later, people said: A scholar who has studied for a lifetime has gained nothing, so it is really a waste of time.

The scholar was alone when he went, but some people said that they saw a white fox haunting the scholar's bed, and some said that every year on the scholar's memorial day, people would worship at the grave.

Many years have passed, about 1000 years.

Thousands of years later, where the scholar lived, the old forest was leveled, and an official residence has just been built here.

There are lights and festoons everywhere today, it turned out to be the day of the new champion's wedding, I heard that the champion is so talented, even the emperor ordered the princess to be betrothed to him, and the whole country celebrates.

Zhuangyuan Lang got up very early today, because the butler told him that the princess's sedan chair would arrive soon. The sound of the whip was provocative, and the housekeeper rushed in: "Master! The princess's sedan chair is here, the princess is here."

Zhuangyuan Lang was so excited that he took three steps at a time, rushed out of the door, and opened the sedan door: "Princess..."

But seeing the princess in green dress sitting in the sedan chair, smiling like a flower.

The champion was dizzy for a while: The princess looks so familiar, she seems to have seen it countless times in dreams, but she can't remember it.

On the wedding night in the bridal chamber, the champion and the princess looked affectionately, the door was knocked open suddenly, the champion took a closer look, it was the maid who had served him for many years.

The servant girl has been taking care of the champion since she was a child, and she likes to wear white clothes. The maid walked up to the champion and bowed her head with tears in her eyes: "My lord, the servant girl has served you since childhood, and I want to say goodbye to you today."

The number one scholar suddenly burst into heartache: "Why?"

The maid raised her trousers, and there was a deep scar on her snow-white leg. The maid pointed to the princess and said, "Before I leave, I want to avenge my revenge. Please give me your grace."

The number one scholar was shocked, and covered the princess with both hands: "What are you doing?"

The servant girl burst into tears, looking sadly at the champion:

"The young master's kindness to save me back then, I wish I could repay it immediately. Only after practicing for a thousand years can I become a human body. I promise you that today, you will be named on the gold list of the young master. The front edge is exhausted. Use a favor to wipe out a hatred. I hope you will cherish it."

The servant girl bowed her head deeply again, and retreated to the depths of the big court after the ceremony, dancing lightly, but seeing the bright moon, the white clothes were more than snow, like a dream, like a dream, dancing to the depths, the servant girl squeaked, and her voice was sad.

When the moon was in the sky, the number one scholar stood there murmuring, as if seeing the setting sun, the distant mountains, and the high places of the green hills, that group of white shadows singing and dancing, and the number one scholar in his dream was full of green shadows;

When waking up from the dream, the number one scholar was looking for thousands of times, but that white shadow?

Since that night, I have never seen the maid again. Some people say that in the depths of the distant mountains, at sunset, people can always be seen dancing. Zhuangyuan Lang also sent people to search for it countless times, but never found it again.

Someone else said that the maid wailed and sang a song that night, and the song went like this:

I am a fox who has practiced for thousands of years. I have practiced for thousands of years, and I am lonely for thousands of years. In the dead of night, can someone hear me crying, and where the lights are dim, can someone see me dancing.

Within half a month after the maid left, the princess got a very serious illness and died.

The people of Datang now will seize business opportunities when they see them, especially those posts that can be popular, so they should post them quickly.

So some did not, those legends and stories came up.

Another more popular post was posted by the most auspicious Sambo. The content of the post is as follows:

"Everyone is telling the story of the white fox, so I will post one too.

In an unknown dynasty, there lived a Lord Bagh.

His Fujin Qianrou, in order to be able to give birth to a son before the side Fujin, in order to keep his status, stole the dragon and turned the phoenix, and sent his daughter away. In order to be able to recognize each other in the future, Qianrou used the plum blossom hairpin that the prince gave her in A plum blossom imprint was branded on the baby girl's right shoulder.

What the exchanged son Haoyuan brings to Qianrou is happiness and honor.

When he was 12 years old, he hunted with the emperor and captured a white fox alive. He released it after cutting off a clump of fox fur. The psychic white fox looked back three times before leaving.

This incident became a good story for a while.