How the fox spirit is made

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2 Duan Yundong is similar to Chu Zihang's reaction after the death of Chu Zihang's father, is it a reference?

3 I am still considering whether to put a knife or sugar, but "The Drama Version of Soul Soul" has nuè me.

Chapter 10

"Chongyang Short History Part One"

Author: Li Shuxing

At the age of eighteen, I was tricked into Chongyang. During this time of war, people were devastated. Seeing the beautiful scenery, I made up my mind to join the sect.Due to the collapse of the family and the country, there were only a dozen people in the sect after the war. The master was getting old, and this day must have fallen on the younger generation, so I wrote "Chongyang Xiaoshi" to remember my youth.The younger brother thinks I'm too literary, so let me speak in plain language, I think the future of the Chongyang School is difficult.

My junior brother Luo Yingzhou, who is only 12 years old, is intelligent and bright. He was praised by the master for his talent in cultivating immortals. He achieved Qi refining before me. I am really not convinced!

Why does my junior brother always look down on me? Why did I get up in the middle of the night and eat duck necks to bother him? This kind of kid is really annoying!

I fell asleep in the morning class, and was punished to stand and hold the book for half the class, but fell asleep again.

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When the birthday banquet started, a disciple came up to Xie Yifei's ear and said, "Master, junior brother is not here yet."

"I see." Xie Yifei put down his chopsticks, casually folded a paper crane out of waste paper, lit it up and cleaned it, and continued eating as if nothing had happened.

Ji Mingze was also having a hard time. He lingered outside the hall for a long time, hesitating whether to go in, when a thousand paper cranes appeared on his hand, and he was at a loss as if he had received a hot potato: "It's over, it's over, I'm afraid the elder sister will want to go in again." fuck me..."

This is just a small spell, aimed at transmitting messages at close distances. Ever since Xie Yifei learned this small spell, Ji Mingze has not received any good news, either being called to clean the kitchen or trying to taste the new work of the senior sister. As we all know, the senior sister She has good cooking skills, but her cooking skills were honed through torturing Ji Mingze again and again.

"...It's dead, forget it, oh--" Ji Mingze covered his eyes and opened the thousand paper cranes, piercing his eyes word by word. The tone was obviously calm and breezy, but it made Ji Mingze's heart skip a beat. Jump.

"Master's birthday banquet lacks a dancer girl. You don't need makeup or women's clothing. You can do it. Use your experience in reading scripts for many years."

"what?"

"What should I do, I also want to stutter at the birthday banquet..." Ji Mingze became a spinning top in a hurry, just in time to catch a glimpse of several disciples of Zhengqing Temple coming out to go to the toilet, "Yes!"

After cleaning their hands, the disciples of Zhengqing Temple found a young disciple of the Chongyang Sect following behind them, and the leader asked kindly, "What can I tell you, little brother?"

"Uh, don't dare, I'm the head of the family, I'm afraid that you are not familiar with the place, so ask me to sit with you at the table, so that we can prepare dishes and so on." Ji Mingze replied with an extremely bright smile.

The disciples of Zhengqingguan exchanged their opinions with each other, afraid that the head of the Chongyang School was showing off something, but they didn't dare to offend each other, so they nodded: "Okay, there just happens to be a seat vacant at the table."

"Uh, brothers, just let go of your arms and eat. This steamed pork is a unique skill of my senior sister. Try it!" Before everyone moved their chopsticks, Ji Mingze took a big bite, crying in his heart, "If it wasn't for these Cai, I slipped away a long time ago, woo woo woo..."

The pork belly with skin is sliced ​​thinly and mixed with rice noodles. It is also marinated with yellow wine, cinnamon, and cloves. The soft and waxy unique taste soaks out layers of numbness and spicyness from the gravy, and a hint of sweetness lingers on the tip of the tongue.

Qi Qing pouted in satisfaction, and lay lazily on Xie Yifei's lap, waiting for Xie Yifei to feed the tamales into her mouth.

The uncle at the next table said in a low voice: "...Girl, why hasn't your little brother come here? I'm afraid something happened?"

"In the Chongyang School, how could something happen?"

"Today there are so many teachers and scholars here, I don't think so, you should go find him."

"...Yes, uncle."

Xie Yifei put Qi Qing under the table, covered her figure with the tablecloth, and whispered: "Don't come out, there must be people who are good at catching monsters at the birthday banquet today, so be careful."

Qi Qing disappeared under the table wagging her big fluffy tail, only then did Xie Yifei get up and salute the uncle, then turned and left.

Ji Mingze, who was among the Zhengqing crowd, saw Xie Yifei leaving the hall, and finally heaved a sigh of relief. God helped me, I didn't have to dance anymore, and poured a big mouthful of beer wine into his mouth with confidence.

Qi Qing hid in a remote corner for safety, but she never expected that the uncles of the Chongyang School were also sitting nearby, and the disciples of Zhengqingguan came to toast together, and there were always a few disciples with a keen sense of smell making trouble.

"Brother, why do I feel that I smell something different?" The disciple named Xiao Yi tugged at the senior disciple's sleeve.

"What are you talking about, Xiaoyi, are you too drunk..." The eldest disciple was about to raise his hand and pull back his sleeve, but he stopped for a while. He sniffed the air carefully a few times, with a look on his face Embarrassed, "Don't tell me, there really is a foxy smell, as if we had smelled it in Lanruo Temple before, but it's not that strong..."

"Then this fox demon is probably going to mess up the birthday banquet of the head of the Chongyang School, what should I do?" Xiao Yi was still young, so anxious that he was about to cry.

The eldest disciple pulled out the mahogany sword on his waist sideways, and while sniffing the scent, he approached the table where Qi Qing was.

The five senses of a fox are naturally sharper than humans, Qi Qing hurriedly backed away until there was no way to retreat, she had an idea, and remembered the content of the scriptures that Ji Mingze taught her to read.

At night, Ji Mingze took her to light an oil lamp, and shared his many years of treasures together in the dim light: "Chen Sheng stayed in the deserted temple at night, only to feel that the lights in the temple were flickering on and off, as if there were ghosts and gods. Reading the books of sages, he felt a woman with a coquettish face suddenly slipped into his arms, her eyes were like silk, and her red lips were like orchids. Chen Sheng felt half of his body collapsed, and all his thoughts about self-cultivation, governing the country, and the world were lost. I just want to embrace beautiful women..."

After all, Ji Mingze taught her: "Understood, a vixen like you who doesn't understand anything, just follow this and make sure everything goes well for you."

At that time, Qi Qing had carefully thought about her action lines, and today it was finally her turn to practice them.

"Monster, show yourself quickly, don't blame me for being rude!" The eldest disciple swung the mahogany sword and chopped down the table, but the expected result did not appear.

Xiao Yi looked in amazement at a woman who quickly slipped out from under the table, stood up holding the table, and leaned on the big disciple like a weak willow supporting the wind.The silver-colored skirt complemented her fair complexion, Gu Pansheng's peach blossom eyes sparkled, she stretched out her hand to hold the senior disciple's sword-holding hand, made a charming movement, and gently scraped the back of the senior disciple's hand with her little finger , softly said: "Officials, why panic, in this temple... er, there are only two of us... er dozens of people in this hall, I just want to..."

Little Yi's mouth was so big that he could stuff a dick in it, and the expression on the eldest disciple's face was beyond words.

The hall quickly fell silent, and even Ji Mingze noticed it now, his complexion changed drastically, and he choked directly into the trachea with a sip of thin wine: "Puff---cough cough cough..."

Ji Mingze rushed to the center of the crowd in a hurry, before wiping off the wine from his mouth, he quickly hugged the waist of the first disciple of Zhengqingguan and explained: "Ahem, it's all a misunderstanding, put down the sword, put down the sword quickly!"

"This is our little junior sister of the Chongyang School, a fox demon in rigid shape on the mountain, ready to perform a dance to surprise the head master, how did you mess up the situation, how will this end!"

The scene became chaotic, not only the Zhengqing Temple, but also the disciples of the Chongyang Sect made a fuss.

"We're going to have a junior sister?!"

"It's still kind and gentle!"

"I don't need to look at the face of the elder sister anymore?!"