Long Jiale

"Fox?" Shen Zhoucheng cried out in surprise after seeing the long strip in his hand.

The snow-white fur is soft and docile, and feels very good to the touch. The slightly long pointed ears stand up quietly, and the pair of black and bright fox eyes are like two shining gems under the moonlight. When facing those eyes, Shen Zhoucheng Can't help shaking God.

This is a very beautiful little white fox.

They still have things like foxes here?

"It turns out that the chicken thief of our family is you, the little guy." Shen Zhoucheng held the little thing that was screaming in his hand, and flicked its ears with his hands.

The little fox who was strangled by him struggled desperately, his limbs moved wildly, and his long tail flicked back and forth, trying to beat Shen Zhoucheng to relieve his hatred.

It was really unbelievable that the little fox in his hand, which was not as big as his palm, could kill a rooster that was bigger than it.

If he hadn't seen it kill a chicken with his own eyes, Shen Zhoucheng would never have thought that it was a chicken killer.

Because this fluffy little guy is really too small. This kind of smart and cute little animal is more like a little cute animal carefully raised by a little girl. It's not like a little killer who steals chickens in the middle of the night.

According to Shen Zhoucheng's visual inspection, the little fox is not half the size of his dead "Xiaohong".

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Shen Zhoucheng: "So how did you eat my chicken with such a small body?"

He stretched out his hand and flicked the little fox's ears again, as if interrogating it.

The little fox was so angry that his hair exploded all over his body, and his good supper was interrupted by someone. Now not only was his neck pinched, but his ears were also bullied.

During the struggle, a few strands of beautiful white fur fell to the ground.

However, its strength to struggle is really limited. The little fox is only the size of a milk cat. Shen Zhoucheng squatted down to watch it struggle.

He thought it was kind of funny.

Can't help but reach out to tease it again.

There were tears in the eyes of the little fox, and the watery dark eyes were extremely beautiful under the moonlight. It struggled with all its strength, and there was still a little blood on the sharp white teeth.

When Shen Zhoucheng's hand touched its little furry ears again, the little fox who was ready to go finally caught the opportunity, bounced up viciously, and bit the back of Shen Zhoucheng's hand.

Shen Zhoucheng withdrew his hand in pain, he had just let down his vigilance, and now he was bitten by this little thing. He looked at the small sharp teeth marks on the back of his hand, blood had already oozes out.

"It's really ruthless, little thing."

Shen Zhoucheng held the little white ball and weighed it in his hand. The tingling pain on the back of his hand did not subside. He became angry and quickly acted as a judge in his heart to judge the little fox. He killed three of his chickens and bit the fox. Slapped him and punished him for several crimes——

He went to find an iron chain that was used to tie dogs, stuck one of the little fox's hind legs firmly in the chain, and tied the other end of the chain to a post so that it could not break free.

The little fox struggled hard, trying to free his leg from the chain, but it was useless.

Shen Zhoucheng applied a simple reinforcement technique to the iron chain.

There was a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, "This kind of rookie-level little spell is still no problem against you."

Shen Zhoucheng was very satisfied with his masterpiece, and at the moment of playfulness, he also came up with a shameful coup, picking up the body of the little rooster that was killed by the little fox, and placed it not far in front of the little fox.

"You can see it, but you can't eat it. It's fun, right?"

The little fox stared at him relentlessly, wishing to bite the human a few more times.

Shen Zhoucheng clapped his hands and solved the murderer who stole the chicken. He stretched himself and went back to the room to rest with satisfaction.

"Xiaocheng!! Xiaocheng, what is this in the yard???"

When Grandma Shen got up early in the morning, she was startled again. A frozen dead chicken was thrown in the yard. Not far away, there was an unknown white animal tied by an iron chain.

The little fox was locked up all night, and now he was hungry and tired, and fell asleep on the ground limply.

Shen Zhoucheng walked out of the room and pointed at the little fox with his mouth, "Grandma, it's the one that killed our chicken."

Grandma Shen was surprised: "What is this thing, such a small one can kill a chicken?"

"It's a little fox. Don't look at it as small, it has a fierce temper." Shen Zhoucheng walked up to the little fox and poked its body with his index finger. The little guy seemed to be very tired, even after being pushed several times. any movement.

Shen Zhoucheng noticed that its leg, the thin leg tied by an iron chain, had a circle of blood stains on it, which dyed the surrounding hair red. Shen Zhoucheng frowned, and stretched out his hand to pinch its leg.

was broken.

Shen Zhoucheng's pupils shrank suddenly.

The pain from the legs finally woke up the little fox. As soon as it opened its eyes and saw Shen Zhoucheng, it stared at its small red eyes and tried to bite fiercely.

Shen Zhoucheng took a step back.

The little fox gave him a stubborn look, turned around, dragged the iron chain, and struggled towards the dead chicken body.

Iron chains shackled its body. It completely disregarded the chained hind legs and tried to crawl forward. The iron chains locked its broken legs tightly. It seemed that it could not feel the pain, but it was still stubborn. pull forward.

It is to tear off its own legs alive.

Seeing this scene, even Shen Zhoucheng, who tied it here with his own hands, couldn't bear it, let alone Grandma Shen, who has a loving heart.

"Xiaocheng, let it go, sorry to see you."

"Let it go?" Shen Zhoucheng was puzzled: "Grandma, it killed three of our chickens. If you let it go, I'm afraid it will come back and steal our chickens."

Grandma Shen smiled, "You locked it up in the middle of the night, so how dare it come to our house again? Looking at it like this, you can tell it's spiritual and smart."

Shen Zhoucheng thought to himself: Looking at it like this, it really doesn't look very smart.

"Let it go, we haven't seen such a white fox here for a long time."

"Hey, grandma, you've seen a white fox before."

"I heard from your grandfather that there is a white fox on this mountain. Your grandfather was saved by a little white fox. At that time, your grandfather was chopping firewood on the mountain, and a poisonous snake crawled behind him. Thanks to a little white fox jumping out to disturb It was your grandfather who discovered the poisonous snake..." Grandma Shen narrowed her eyes tenderly, talking about those things in her memory, her tone was full of infinite memories and nostalgia.

"Let this child go, maybe he is a descendant of your grandfather's savior."

Shen Zhoucheng nodded, "Grandma, I'll let it go later."

Grandma Shen smiled at him.

Shen Zhoucheng has better eyesight than Grandma Shen. He knows that this little white fox is definitely not ordinary. It is a rare natural spiritual creature in the world. What about this stubborn little fox?

Thinking that it might be Grandpa Shen's savior, Shen Zhoucheng is a filial person who always repays kindness, so he decided to treat this stubborn little fox a little better.

He picked up the stiff dead chicken on the ground, entered the kitchen under the vicious eyes of the little fox, plucked the chicken, and made a steamed chicken with his own hands. The dragon spirit on Shen Zhoucheng's body is fat and strong, and the meat is delicious. Until now, its meat is still fresh and not firewood.

What's more, Shen Zhoucheng also injected aura into the soup, making the steamed chicken taste even more delicious. The yellow chicken is bright in color, dotted with a few touches of emerald green green onion, the color, fragrance and flavor are all attractive to the taste buds.

The taste of the chicken soup is even more fragrant.

Shen Zhoucheng left a bowl for Grandma Shen, and took a small white bowl with a gap in the cupboard, picked up a few pieces of chicken with chopsticks, hesitated for a moment, and put two big chicken legs into the bowl.

He took the bowl of chicken and gauze medicine for bruises and walked up to the little fox who was still chained. When the little fox saw him approaching, he shrank vigilantly, his small dark eyes blinking unblinkingly. Stare at him.

The aroma of chicken in the air made it move its nose.

Shen Zhoucheng was holding the bowl, and when he saw the little fox, he paused for a moment, with a smile on his face that he thought was extremely kind, and pushed the bowl of chicken in his hand to the little fox.

The little fox blinked and was stunned for a moment.

Shen Zhoucheng felt that his appearance at this time really seemed a little bit like a weasel giving a New Year greeting to a chicken...

When Shen Zhoucheng thought that this stubborn little fox would not easily accept the enemy's sugar-coated shells, he made a mistake. The little fox tentatively licked the chicken in the bowl, and then opened its mouth like a hungry tiger reincarnated chicken.

Shen Zhoucheng: "..."

Shen Zhoucheng: Sure enough, he doesn't look very smart.

Shen Zhoucheng was speechless for a while, he squatted down next to the little fox, took gauze and traumatic medicine, and stretched his right hand towards the broken hind leg of the little fox.

"Loosen the iron chain for you. You are not allowed to bite anyone. If you bite someone, you will be tied up again." Shen Zhoucheng was ready to be bitten a few more times by the little fox, and resolutely helped it remove its hind legs from the iron chain. liberated.

What surprised Shen Zhoucheng was that the little fox didn't make any aggressive moves except to look back at his movements.

"Know that I'm giving you medicine?"

Shen Zhoucheng cleaned the wound with disinfectant for him, applied medicine to the bone, and carefully wrapped it with gauze.

The little fox finished the bowl of chicken, and Shen Zhoucheng also bandaged its legs.

The little fox was squatting in the courtyard of Shen's house. Shen Zhoucheng patted its ears with a smile, "Aren't you leaving yet?"

The white dumpling raised its head and took a deep look at Shen Zhoucheng, stood up under his gaze, stretched its front legs, supported itself, and tried to move forward.

One of its hind legs was broken, and it could not use its strength. The little fox walked a few steps crookedly on three legs, and finally stumbled to the ground unaccustomed to it, and let out a childish whimper.

Seeing this, Shen Zhoucheng frowned, walked over and held the little fox in his palm, checked its legs, and after making sure that it was not injured again, he sighed, "Let's raise the legs at my house first."

Let this not-so-intelligent little fox with a broken leg go out, he can't move easily, and he probably will starve to death.

"Brother Shen, tell your grandma that you don't need to deliver the food today, and you don't need to deliver the food from your village in the future. We have a new supply channel in our store..."

Early in the morning, Shen Zhoucheng received a call from Xu's Fresh Food Supermarket. At this time, he and Jiang Hua were loading vegetables into the truck.

"Brother Jiang, you don't need to move."

Jiang Hua put away a basket of vegetables, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"I just received a call, and the supermarket doesn't need to supply any more."

"What? They don't want it anymore? Why don't they want such a good dish?"