When I became a Jade-faced Fox

Yu'er and Ao Tingxin didn't ride on the clouds, they just walked.

"I really don't understand, what's so good about Liu Yanchang?"

Yu'er felt that she had too many things to complain about.

"Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder, so the Third Holy Mother naturally thinks she is perfect in every way."

Of course Ao Tingxin was not happy with Liu Yanchang.

"But, he has no good looks, and his abilities seem average. Even the money for buying groceries is not from the Three Holy Mothers, right?"

When Yu'er thought of this, she felt that the word "unjust species" had floated from Little White Dragon's head to the head of Three Holy Mothers.

"Who knows? He probably has no other way to make money anyway."

"You two are living off your savings? The Third Holy Mother wasn't a wealthy person, and she wasn't good at business."

"That is to say, I have to raise a child in the future. How am I going to raise him?"

Ao Tingxin was also worried about the Third Holy Mother.

"By the way, we both want to vent our anger for the Third Holy Mother, but Liu Yanchang didn't say anything?"

"He is just a mortal, it's good enough that he doesn't cause trouble. He seems upright, but in fact he doesn't understand the situation. His useless scholar's arrogance will definitely cause trouble for the Three Holy Mothers in the future."

Ao Tingxin became even angrier when he heard this.

"Stop talking, stop talking. I can't listen any more. I must take this as a warning. No matter what, I can't ask for an embroidered pillow. Besides, Liu Yanchang can't even be considered an embroidered pillow. He's just a linen one."

Yu'er waved her hands repeatedly after hearing this.

"You are the god of the land, so you can find a god of the land to keep you company."

Ao Ting thought about it and felt that what Yu'er did was in line with the iron laws of Heaven.

"No thanks, no thanks, I just said it casually. I worked so hard to get such a position. Just because he is with me, he should share everything with me. Why? Why not? I should be filial to my parents."

Yu'er had never been interested in love in the first place, and after seeing Third Holy Mother acting like this, she was even more afraid to go beyond the line.

It's good to be a single god honestly.

There are plenty of good-looking men in Chang'an City. If you are bored, just take a few more glances at them.

After returning to Chang'an, Yu'er walked slowly towards her temple.

Along the way, I ignored the words of the people until I heard this sentence.

"Don't you think it's strange?"

An old man was chatting with the stall owners around him beside his stall.

"How to say, how to say?"

When you listen to gossip, if someone else starts it, you have to support them and liven up the atmosphere.

"A while ago, a barefoot doctor from our village went up the mountain to collect herbs. He was quite old, and the road was slippery due to the rain, so he rolled down the mountain all of a sudden."

Everyone around responded with "ouch, ouch".

"He fell so badly that his legs were bent in several places, his face and body were covered in bruises, his skin was broken and bleeding, and most importantly, he was vomiting blood."

"Good guy, good guy." The people around also sighed when they heard the injury.

"I just said it was amazing, his son and the doctor they invited said they were preparing for his death, but he got better, without any problems, and is exactly the same as before he got sick."

The old man clapped his hands and said, "Hey, are you sure?"

The young man passing by didn't believe it.

"Father, did you also hear it from others? How could a dying person survive and live like a normal person?"

"My dear, every word I said is true. I saw the doctor taking a walk yesterday."

When the old man heard that someone didn't believe it, he hurried to explain.

"What kind of famous doctor did you meet? Please tell me in detail, old man."

"Yeah yeah."

People around were also eager to know what was going on. After all, a good doctor can save lives at a critical moment.

"I haven't heard anything about this, but it seems our doctor has been looking for something these past two days."

The old man shook his head and spoke unclearly.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation!

Yu'er thought that the matter still needed to be investigated, and only after it was thoroughly investigated would everything be fine.

Yu'er pretended to buy vegetables and picked and chose at the stall.

When the old man saw that business was coming, he stopped chatting and quickly started talking to Yu'er.

"My lady, take a look and pick whatever you like. They were all picked early this morning and are still covered with dew. They are so fresh."

When the people around saw this, the old man stopped talking. Some of them just left, but some refused to give up.

"Father, when are you coming next time? Please ask who the doctor is. We will definitely come to patronize you then."

The old man nodded after hearing this, but didn't take it to heart.

"These are all good. Where are you from, old man?"

The old man was happy to see that Yu'er had picked out a lot of things, and he answered quickly.

Yu'er also pretended to talk casually.

"Okay, that's all."

"That's eighteen copper coins in total. Thank you, ma'am."

Yu'er counted out the money from her purse and handed it over.

After the old man took it, he tied up the vegetables with wheat straw. Yu'er picked it up and left.

"came back."

"Aren't there many people today?"

Yu'er hummed.

"I'm not busy today." Yan Niang replied and handed over a bowl of tea.

"Then come with me and go to that fat old man."

"What's the matter?"

"It's not a big deal. It's probably a little demon returning the favor. I want to go take a look."

After going there, it turned out to be just as Yuer had expected.

But Yu'er didn't expect that she would meet the protagonist of the incident directly in the fat old man's land temple.

"Your Excellency." When the fat old man saw Yu'er coming, he hurriedly saluted.

Yuer saw the fat old man touching a... bird with a slightly whitish color?

"Is this a crow?"

"Yes, he is a little crow spirit who has been practicing for a hundred years. His name is Wawa."

"Then it should also be possible to transform into a human form."

Yan Niang wanted to pick him up from the ground, but the little crow dodged frantically, probably because of fear.

"He saved his benefactor, and now he doesn't have much time left."

Yu'er squatted down and stretched out her left hand to him. Wawa tilted his head to look at Yu'er and jumped into her hand.

Yuer tapped her chest lightly with her right hand and exhaled to him, and Wawawa's feathers instantly turned back to black.

"Master Fujun?"

"Your voice is quite pleasant. I always thought crows' voices were supposed to be hoarse."

Yuer stretched out her finger and touched Wawa's head.

"Sir?" Yan Niang was a little worried.

"It's okay. It's just a tiny bit of the immortal energy from when the peach pit sprouted. I haven't refined it yet."

"Thank you for helping me, sir. What can I do for you?"

Wow, I now understand the reason.

"This little thing can only help you extend your life by fifteen years at most. You still need to continue practicing. If possible, stay here and help the land god patrol the village."

"Of course, Wow would love to."

"Go and practice."

Wawa found a corner of the land temple and settled down there.

Yu'er and Yanniang listened to the fat old man, the God of Land, telling the story of Wawa and his benefactor.