Fox Road Travel Notes

"Huh? Has the trick been upgraded?"

"I, what I want to learn is martial arts, okay?"

Chen Zican scratched his head and was speechless. He was already very good at deception.

"Deception is a skill that the fox tribe must master to walk in the world."

"It is also the basis for your level of realm when practicing illusion in the future. It is very important!"

"You have encountered a lot of things recently? Do you have any insights?"

Xiaobai was a little curious.

Chen Zican nodded, remembering some of the things he thought after being choked by Zhou Xiucai in the county jail.

"I realized that the highest level of deception is to not lie, but to be truthful."

"I also realized that truth is the key to breaking through all deceptions."

Xiaobai was silent for a while: "You are very powerful. Sometimes I wonder whether you are a human or a little fox."

"Sister, I'm not wrong about you. Go back and get the body-refining technique that suits you."

"I want to see how far you can go..."

噫？

Are you leaving now?

I haven’t read the book yet? Where is my upgrade reward? You haven't gone crazy yet!

Before Chen Zican could react, his vision went dark and he returned to the outside world.

His last thought was: "Xiao Bai, it seems to be getting more and more normal..."

Xiaobai seems to be getting more and more normal, but Kuaner seems to be getting more and more abnormal.

When Chen Zican woke up, it was already midnight.

After sleeping all day, my bones were numb from sleep. I collapsed on the bed and opened my eyes. I was still in the real world in a trance. I wanted to call grandma when I opened my mouth.

Squinting at the end of the bed, Guan'er was not meditating there.

Chen Zican always thought that she meditated all night every day.

You glanced around and saw this girl sitting in front of the dressing table, twisting herself into a weird posture in front of the mirror, as if she was in a daze.

Chen Zican shook his head. Now, besides standing and meditating, Kou'er likes to look in the mirror and find out how his current self is different from the original version.

A small mole the size of a sesame is missing, and a scar that is barely noticeable can excite her for half a month.

Originally I was just looking for my face, but I couldn't find it anymore. Now I only wore a bellyband, lit candles in the middle of the night, and searched for it on my body!

Chen Zican smiled, turned over, and wanted to continue sleeping.

To be honest, Kou'er's posture is like a caterpillar emerging from its cocoon in the middle of the night.

Facing the first ray of sunshine, I slowly stretched out my newborn, wrinkled wings, which were very young and beautiful.

Maybe it won't be long before this cute little sister of mine will complete her magical transformation and grow into a beautiful girl.

Well, wearing jk will definitely make you more beautiful...

Chen Zican's body was about to move, but Guan'er seemed to be aware of it.

"Oops," he said softly, and with a wave of his hand, the three candles on the dressing table were extinguished at the same time.

She quickly got dressed, relit the candle, and walked to the bed with her lips pouting.

"If you still pretend to be asleep, everyone will know that you are awake and you are still peeking..."

Chen Zican smiled: "Who peeked at you, a yellow-haired girl? I thought you were painting your skin?"

At this time, Pu Songling's child should be a little older than Kuo'er, about thirteen or fourteen years old, and has just entered puberty.

He has not yet written that wonderful book that has been passed down through the ages - "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio".

However, the most terrifying story in it has been revealed to the little girl by Chen Zican.

Kuan'er wrinkled his little nose: "No ghost will eat you."

"It stinks so bad that people can't even enter samadhi! When I get up, the bath water is almost cold..."

Chen Zican groaned and slowly got up.

After riding the horse non-stop for five or six hours, my whole body was covered with sweat and dust. It is estimated that if you add a fire, you can even burn out a beggar's chicken.

He looked sleepily at the buttons that helped him take off his clothes: "Have you found them?"

"How has it become more beautiful today?"

Guan'er raised his head, rolled his eyes at him, and blushed on his cheeks.

"Don't tell you!"

The bathtub was placed behind the bed. Guo'er stretched out his hand and tried it: "Oh, it's a bit cold!"

Chen Zican was wearing a pair of calf-nosed pants designed by himself and said nonchalantly: "It's okay."

Lift your legs to get in.

Kou'er grabbed him and said, "No, Master, look at it, Kou'er can do tricks!"

Chen Zican watched curiously. She put her delicate little hands in the water and closed her eyes slightly.

Not long after, there was a light mist steaming from the water.

Butu'er's pointed little face turned red, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

Chen Zican opened his eyes wide and stretched out his hand to touch the water in disbelief. Sure enough, the water temperature seemed to be higher than before.

This, this is the body-refining magic of the fairies of the Kunlun Sect, the peerless martial arts passed down by Empress Nuwa herself!

Is that what Kou'er's place is used for?

Seeing that the buttons and earlobes as small as jade beads were starting to turn pink, and the thin spring shirt was stained with sweat, Chen Zican shook his head and smiled bitterly.

This seems to be much more difficult than making a fire and boiling water.

However, it is indeed quite eye-catching. I wonder if the Kunlun Sect still accepts male disciples? Whether it is easy to pass the exam or not...

Just as he was thinking wildly, Kuo'er slowly exhaled a long breath and wiped his sweat.

"That's all Kou'er can do. Master, please touch it. Is it warm?"

Chen Zican reached out and touched her forehead: "Oh, what are you doing?"

"No touching! I hate it..."

Chen Zican retracted his hand coquettishly: "I don't know if the water is hot. I think you are quite hot."

He sat in the tub, soaked in the warm water, and couldn't help but let out a comfortable sigh.

"Kou'er, this trick of yours is much more powerful than the young master's, and it's also much more useful!"

"In the future, if we have no money, we will open a bathhouse. How much firewood will we save in a year..."

When Kuan'er heard the money, he stopped massaging Chen Zican's shoulders, his eyes sparkling.

She nodded vigorously, "Yeah! I need to practice harder on that!"

"Master, you wash yourself, I'm going to meditate!"

Chen Zican shook his head speechlessly and looked at the energetic little girl.

I thought to myself, if Empress Nuwa knew that the female disciples of later generations would practice her Jade Planting Technique in order to open a bathhouse and heat hot water so that they could become the proprietress, I wonder if she would be struck by lightning...

Just after dawn, a little maid came from the county government office. It was Xiao Ju who had brought tea to Chen Zican and his brother last time.

It is said that there is a family banquet arranged in the mansion today, and Master Chen is invited to go there early.

There were a few servants following behind, saying they were helping to carry the luggage. A room had been prepared for the young master and he could move back there.

Chen Zican and Kou'er were each holding a big bowl, snoring and eating noodles.

Kou'er is still young and growing. He suffered a lot from food when he was a child and was particularly greedy for meat.

Chen Zican frowned and listened, and found that Kuo'er was always looking into his bowl, so he casually gave her all the shredded meat in the bowl.

Kou'er's smiling eyes were crooked, like a kitten that had stolen a fish.

Chen Zican patted her head: "Can you please tie me up?"

The little maid looked at them blankly and didn't react for a while.

Chen Zican smiled: "I didn't invite you, so I won't go either."

"I feel bad when I go out to eat meat and leave Kuo'er to eat sesame seed cakes at home."

"I have free time today. I want to take my little girl to eat meat!"

Kou'er almost jumped up with joy. He looked at Xiao Ju, whose eyes were wide open and at a loss. Then he looked at the young master with a lazy look on his face, and said coquettishly: "Young Master——"