Fox Road Travel Notes

"Hey, little fox! Are you playing tricks on me again?"

Chen Zican was angry.

"Ah? What? Tell me."

"What, you still dare to call me little fox, I..." Xiaobai went crazy again.

"Okay, okay, little fairy."

"Listen to me, what is the one-tail realm? Why is it called the one-tail technique?"

"How come the Great Wilderness Qingqiu Sutra that you are boasting so much about it doesn't look like it was learned by a serious person to me?"

"You - you are a bad person, a bad person, how can you be a serious person?"

"I told you that our Qingqiu tribe has been granted the title of Great Wizard of the East and rules over the world's mountain gods. What are mountain gods?"

"Monster clan, you idiot!"

"The Qingqiu Sutra is the only one among the Five Sutras of the Great Wilderness that is tailor-made for the demon clan."

"The demon tribe cultivates immortality from beasts, so of course they all have tails!"

"The realm of the Qingqiu Sutra, from one tail to nine tails, is any different from the transition of human beings from spinning, consecrating... to achieving great ascension?"

Xiaobai was furious.

Chen Zican was sweating: "Of course it's different from my sister. Look, do I have a tail?"

"Huh? Uh..."

Xiaobai seemed to have just realized what he was doing. It was so troublesome. This guy was so poor that he didn’t even have a tail!

"Sister Fairy, I am a human being, why are you trying to trick me into training my tail?"

"I'm telling you, why did my tailbone feel like it was going to explode just now? I don't want to play any more. I want to get out of the trap!"

"Oh, I'm annoying you so much!"

"Stop making trouble, get out of here, go read a book first and let me read it!"

"Well - I'm injured, my brain is damaged."

"I can't keep up with my energy and my brain is not working properly. What should I do now? My sister is very confused..."

Chen Zican listened to her confused talk to herself, as if she was insane again.

I was speechless for a while, Mad, I am so confused now!

"Master! Wake up—"

Chen Zican opened his eyes, and Guan'er was wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Oh, what's wrong? Where are you?"

Chen Zican groaned and got up, still feeling dizzy.

This time, I felt more tired after sleeping than without sleeping.

Thinking of the scene in the dream, Chen Zican's heart was full of frustration and collapse.

This is all a magical thing!

If you can't master the Qingqiu Sutra, should you just wait and let this crazy little monster take over?

"Brother Wang just came over and said that Baixiang has arrived. They went to buy some food. This place is too close to Shimen, so they won't stop here."

Kou'er is always so full of energy, swinging his two pigtails and chirping: "Come on, young master, I'll change your dressing first."

"After eating in a while, you can go back to sleep."

Chen Zican's eyes were distracted and he got up weakly. "

"Leaning against the carriage, he stretched out his hand and let the button manipulate his pair of sledgehammers.

"Master, are you in pain?"

"You were dreaming just now, breaking out in a cold sweat, and talking in your sleep..."

Kou'er frowned and gently held Chen Zican's hand distressedly.

"Oh, what did I say?" Chen Zican was distracted.

Guan'er fluttered her long eyelashes and bit her lip: "You——, I just heard you call sister eldest and sister short."

"Master, have you forgotten the little lady of the Qian family and fallen in love with that sister Wang Qiaorong again?"

"I think the little lady from the Qian family is a little prettier than her..."

"What?" Chen Zican was stunned.

Kou'er carefully looked out the car window and whispered: "Everyone knows that Sister Wang Qiaorong likes Brother Wang. You can't..."

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Chen Zican wanted to scratch his head, raised two sledgehammers, and was stunned again.

Kuan'er stretched out her little hand considerately, scratched his head, and looked at him longingly.

Clearly, she needed an explanation.

She really didn't want to see the young master change his mind and turn into a playboy.

Chen Zican sighed and rolled his eyes at her: "I don't know what your little mind has been thinking about all day long!"

"Master, I'm so worried right now. I get a headache when I hear women talking. I don't like anyone except Kuan'er!"

"Ah! Huh?——"

Kou'er's big, dark, bright eyes lost focus and were fighting together...

Wang Heming personally delivered the food, asked about Chen Zican's injury, and the convoy continued on its way.

Originally, he wanted to thank Chen Zican for rescuing him from danger last night, but seeing Chen Zican's tired and haggard look, he asked Kuo'er to take care of him to rest, so he didn't bother him anymore.

Chen Zican's mood was very complicated.

The Jade Planting Technique of Yaochi is very good, but it is not suitable for him to practice; the Great Wilderness Qingqiu Sutra is stronger, but it is not suitable for him to practice either.

I hate to press gold thread every year to make wedding clothes for her.

God, what kind of fate do I, Chen Zican, have!

It seems that in this world, I am an unlucky guy who works for nothing, pays for his food, and is waiting to die!

He doesn't even have the luck to eat and wait to die.

Who knows when that little goblin will suddenly regain his strength.

At that time, there was a female demon living in my man's body, a perfect Dongfang Bubai. Thinking about it made me feel sick.

The only hope is to find a way to get something from Cang Haijun, who is so violent. If you want to learn, learn from the best.

The more you learn, the more capital you have; the more you become stronger, the more hope you have.

Chen Zican has never been one to sit back and wait for death!

Forget about cultivating immortality, there is probably no hope!

If you can get this secret book of martial arts and practice martial arts like Wang Qiaorong, even if you still lose your soul in the end.

But being able to protect Kuan'er, help Wang Heming, be proud of the world, and become addicted to martial arts is a worthwhile trip...

The next day in the evening, the convoy arrived in Handan.

It is said that Nuwa, the empress, used to create human beings from the ancient Zhonghuang Mountain nearby.

Now, there is still a Wa Palace on the mountainside that was built at an unknown time and is still very popular.

This is not far from Yuzhou.

Perhaps, the notorious King Zhou of Shang in history came here to offer incense and molested the goddess on a whim.

Thinking of the story of the wilderness that Xiaobai told herself in her dream, as the savior of mankind, her deification may be mankind's last memorial to that ancient history.

Chen Zican suddenly wanted to pay homage to the Wa Palace.

It would be great if Empress Nuwa was really as effective as in Fengshen Yanyi and could give him some guidance.

Asking Kou'er to call Wang Heming, Chen Zican told him that he wanted to stay for a day and visit the Wa Palace.

Wang Heming thought for a moment and said with a smile: "Zi Can, it's a beautiful spring day. Originally, you and Kou'er could have a leisurely trip and walk slowly."

"It's all because of my involvement. I traveled more than three hundred miles day and night from Shimen to Handan, and I didn't have a good rest. Brother Wei feels very sorry!"

Chen Zican quickly smiled and said: "Brother Wang is too polite. I don't have anything important to do. If it's inconvenient, just keep on going."

"Anyway, I slept in the car all the way, and it was very comfortable."

"It's you, your horse's back is bumpy, I'm afraid you're exhausted..."

Wang Heming smiled and nodded: "Not just me, there are dozens of people in our group. I guess they are all exhausted by now."

"Look at Kuan'er, he doesn't look so droopy normally."

"I think we should be out of danger now. Why don't we rest here in Handan for two days."

"Find an inn tonight and have a good rest."

"Tomorrow, I will also relax and go to the Baiwa Palace with you!"

Although it was a long car ride, and Wang Heming was a very particular person, and the car was very comfortable, Chen Zican was indeed very tired from the non-stop ride.

Lying on the soft, thick, non-shaking bed, he had a particularly peaceful sleep.

However, when he was awakened by bursts of noise and looked out the window, it was Dongfang Weibai.

Frowning and pushing open the window, I saw countless people crowded outside the inn door.

The crowd was crowded, making a low hum.

There was a certain uneasy restlessness, but it was impossible to hear clearly what they were saying.

Occasionally, a few red firelights flashed, as if someone was smoking dry cigarettes.

In the dim light, several skull-like faces were reflected...

Chen Zican was so excited that he lost all sleep.

Damn it, where am I? What's going on here?

Dead Rising?