Male Fox Liaozhai Fanran

Liu Zigu closed his eyes, as if he didn't realize it, and didn't seem to know how to answer. Liu Zigu took that as his acquiescence, and dragged the man straight to the backyard of the temple, as if afraid of He Yuntong's repentance, and rode away on horseback.

He Yuntong was dragged all the way to the backyard, and sure enough, he saw a row of guest rooms under the corridor, presumably prepared for pilgrims who came from afar, he struggled uncomfortably with his arms, his palms were soaked with sweat from that person's hands, Very slippery and uncomfortable.

However, those hands seemed to grow on his own palms, and they were motionless. He Yuntong felt that Liu Zigu might have taken the wrong medicine today.

After the bedroom was divided, Liu Zigu invited He Yuntong to have dinner in his room. The food in the temple was light and not oily. The young monk brought several plates of vegetables and two bowls of rice to Liu Zigu's room. , Liu Zigu picked and pulled the plate, it was so green that there was really no meat leftovers.

He Yuntong always prefers lightness, but he has no complaints. He eats with one chopstick after another, and is much more silent than usual. The dim candlelight reflects his soft and beautiful eyebrows, which makes people feel very cute.

Liu Zigu looked at the plate of tofu mixed with spring onions that had not been touched by a single chopstick in front of him, and frowned, "Brother He doesn't like tofu, or does he not like green onions?"

He Yuntong's hand that was about to put down the chopsticks paused, and said dryly, "I don't even like it."

Liu Zigu smiled, and said: "I have a friend who doesn't like onions either, and he doesn't even eat a bite. That's the Xiulang I told you earlier."

"Oh."

"He also likes to eat light dishes, likes spring outings, likes to go outing on horseback, and his every move, every word and deed is very elegant,"

"Oh."

"I think Mr. He is very similar to my friend."

He Yuntong was finally willing to raise his head, with a faint smile on his face, very decent, but a little more alienated than before, "In the vast sea of ​​people, there will always be people who have the same temperament and preferences, who can be appreciated by Brother Liu I also feel very honored to be like my old friend.”

Liu Zigu looked at the smiling face of that man, his teeth itching with anger, wishing to tear off that face that pretended to be calm and breezy, he said it so clearly, what's the point of holding it back?

Seemingly aware of Liu Zigu's unhappiness, He Yuntong stopped his chopsticks, looked up at the man's bloodshot eyes, coughed lightly and said, "Brother Liu seems to have something on his mind?"

"I have something on my mind."

"In this case, I brought a jug of wine with me on this trip. The alcohol is not too strong, but it is enough to make people drunk until dawn. I will go to the room and bring it to Brother Liu. Brother Liu will treat it as a drunk sober Don't worry about it."

"it is good."

He Yuntong nodded slightly, and stuffed two more mouthfuls of food into his mouth, his chest felt a little congested for no reason, and the food in his mouth was also tasteless, so he simply put down his chopsticks and went back to his room to get wine.

At this time, He Yuntong didn't know that this pot of wine was about to completely change his peaceful life.

four

He Yuntong slept very restlessly that night. The bed in the guest room was hard and narrow, and the quilt covering her body was also very thin. There was a small gap in the old window that was not closed tightly, and the night wind whizzed into the room. Crawling under the thin blanket of heat, the cold shivered.

At first, He Yuntong wanted to take a look in the room of the person next door and give him a small mattress, but after thinking about Liu Zigu's words during dinner, he decided to give up, anyway, he had his own jug of wine, and it was okay to drink it. It can warm the body without freezing.

That night, He Yuntong had a dream. In the dream, he was standing under the eaves of a strange house. The sky was gray and the clouds were extremely low. When the water came down, He Yuntong felt that the big red robe she was wearing was very eye-catching, and it didn't match the gloomy weather at all.

He raised his hand and touched the material of the clothes on his body. It seemed to be fine silk, very smooth to the touch, and a pair of mandarin ducks playing in water were intricately and vividly embroidered with gold thread on the cuffs, as if they were about to fly with wings.

From a distance, he saw a long, fiery red procession coming towards the end of the blue-gray street. Many people were playing suona and beating drums, with joyful smiles on their faces. He Yuntong frowned and went down to the roof There was a flash, and the noisy noise in his ears made him feel sick in his chest.

The heavy clouds pressed down again, as if a few drops of rain fell on my face, it was cold, and the cold penetrated into my heart.

As the wedding procession passed by him, he saw a bare hand slowly pulling away the vermilion curtain, revealing a beautiful and bright face, with small dimples dotted around her lips, like two shining stars, she smiled, a pair of The eyes are as bright as lacquer, and like crescent moons, illuminating the dark night.

He Yuntong took another step back, his body was completely submerged in the shadows, and his bright red robe seemed to be covered with a layer of dust.

The young man who rode past was very handsome, exuding the gentle and refined temperament of a scholar. The bright red wedding dress on him did not look tacky at all, on the contrary, it made that man even more attractive. Suave and suave, with unconcealable pride and longing between his brows, the shyness of a teenager is written all over his young face.

Perhaps, he was imagining that in the future he would live with his wife forever and enjoy each other forever.

He Yuntong looked at the faint smile on the man's face, and couldn't help but also laughed, the light in his eyes was somewhat nostalgic and envious.

He stood in the shadow, watching the rain cover the receding wedding party with a light mist, until the flaming red completely disappeared from his vision, He Yuntong walked slowly to the middle of the road, bent over to pick up Pick up the folding fan left by the groom.

The cold fan bones were held in the palm of the hand, greedily absorbing the warmth from that person's hand, He Yuntong carefully unfolded the fan, the painting on it was very simple, just a few green bamboos lying horizontally in the center of the fan It's a brown fox, but for some reason, it's mostly covered by a thick ink, only revealing a pair of vivid eyes.

The rain fell more and more eagerly, and finally stained the fan surface mottled. The cloudy ink fell drop by drop along a pair of white jade-like hands. A large area of ​​He Yundong's robe was wet, turning into a deeper red, cold raindrops It slid down into the neck like a small hailstone, and it was cold to the bone.

He curled up, gradually feeling that the poor heat on his body was taken away.

……

"Hiss...cold..."

He Yuntong woke up from the cold, and when he woke up, his face was chilly, as if frozen. He stared at the culprit lying beside him who sneaked into other people's houses and didn't close the door casually. He was stunned for a while, and finally Helplessly sighed.

He Yuntong put on his outer robe and got out of bed, holding the candlestick to close the door tightly, but when he turned around, he saw Liu Zigu sitting up by himself, his eyes were hazy and erratic, and there were two blushes on both sides of his cheeks. Drink too much.

He frowned, took two steps forward, and looked at Liu Zigu with complicated eyes, "Brother Liu?"

"..."

"Brother Liu, it's the third watch, why are you running into my room without sleeping?"

He Yuntong looked at the dizzy man by the candlelight, a strong smell of alcohol sprayed on the tip of his nose, making him a little nauseous, knowing that he couldn't talk to Liu Zigu properly, He Yuntong was He wanted to give this bed to that person, and went to another room by himself, but when he was about to turn around, he was grabbed by his wrist and dragged back, and fell abruptly on the bed.

The cold and hard edge of the bed hit the soft side of the waist, and He Yuntong gasped in pain at this moment, tears swirled uncontrollably in his eyes.

The candlestick in his hand jingled and rolled to the bottom of the table, the red wax was broken by the middle, and the weak flame struggled symbolically a few times before finally dying out.

In the dim moonlight, He Yuntong couldn't see clearly the expression of the person pressing on him, he could only feel the violently rising and falling chest of that person, and the scalding and somewhat scary breath spewed on his face, "Axiu ……is it you?"

Listening to Liu Zigu's indistinct ravings, He Yuntong was taken aback for a moment, forgetting even struggling, and slapped the man's face neatly with his backhand, and said coldly: "No, get out."

Liu Zigu was slapped by this slap, and he didn't know if he was stupefied or he was sober, the force of his hand was much lighter, the faces of the two were separated by a short distance, their breaths were intertwined, the moonlight was hazy, with a trace of The coolness fell on the corners of He Yuntong's eyes and brows, his eyes were gleaming with wet mist, with a hint of astonishment, but they looked softer and more charming than before.

Liu Zigu smelled the faint scent of ink on the man's body, and his restless heart slowly calmed down. The strength in his hand became more and more gentle, and his fingertips lifted the long hair on the man's forehead, gently Gently rubbing the blush cold cheeks, lowered his head and whispered: "You seem to have cried, did you just have a nightmare?"

He Yunxi moved his body uncomfortably, but the person on his body remained motionless like a mountain. The fingertips that scraped his cheeks were scorching hot, very delicate and gentle. He Yunxi frowned, and slipped in through the window. Night Breeze was cool with dew, but the heat on his body was getting higher and higher, "Brother Liu, you're drunk, maybe you've found the wrong person?"

Liu Zigu chuckled twice, probably because he drank too much, his voice was a little hoarse, "I'm not drunk, I'm sober, I know I'm Liu Zigu, and I also know that you are Xiulang, the little fox I've been thinking of , you don't want to run away this time..."

Liu Zigu felt that the body of the person under him was a little stiff, and said again: "I know, you are going to ask me for evidence again, do you really think I am a fool? A person's appearance can be changed, his voice can be changed, his temperament and preferences can be changed. But it’s not easy to change, you used this method to deceive me in the past and made me miserable, do you still think that I will be fooled today?"

Hearing these words in the ears of another person has another meaning. He Yuntong opened the corner of his mouth slightly, but there was no smile in his eyes, only the cold moonlight was flowing. He spoke, and each The words seemed to be frosted, "I know that I shouldn't have appeared from the beginning, and it was my fault that I messed up your wonderful marriage in vain. Now I'm stalking you like a fly, it's really hateful , annoying..."

"I... I didn't mean that, Xiulang!" Liu Zigu looked at He Yuntong's sad eyes, and felt that the empty and pale smile on the corner of the man's lips hurt his heart, and he bent down to hold Burying his face into He Yuntong's neck, he said in a muffled voice: "Xiu Lang, I know you are blaming me...I don't ask you to forgive me, but please don't belittle yourself..."

A sneer fell lightly from above, and landed heavily on Liu Zigu's heart. He increased the strength of his hands, for fear that if he didn't pay attention, the person would use a fairy technique to walk away. After a long time, Liu Zigu felt that there were two hands. He lightly covered his back and patted it twice. He was stunned for a while, sniffing the quiet ink fragrance on the man's neck more and more greedily, and said, "Xiu Lang, are you coming back to me this time? Does it mean you still can't let me go?"

"What's the difference between being able to let go and not being able to let go?" He Yuntong smiled, with an uncontrollable bitterness in his heart, "I just wanted to come to the world to see you, to see if you are doing well, who knows Seeing this, I couldn't control myself, and I couldn't bear to leave..."

"I thought you wouldn't be able to see it for the rest of my life, so I lied to you like this for the rest of my life. It's not bad that we're just friends..."

"Who knows that you, a scholar, have become smarter after not seeing you for a few years..." He Yuntong said, sighing in a low voice, with a hint of helplessness in his laughter, "Since you see through it, it's time for me to leave .”

Liu Zigu raised his head suddenly when he heard the words, and unconsciously tightened his five fingers pinching the man's shoulders, "I won't let you go!"

He Yuntong squinted his eyes and looked at Liu Zigu, there was a slight smile hidden in his peach eyes, his face was still calm, and he said, "What about my sister?"

Liu Zigu was taken aback.

"She has suffered a lot for you these years, you can't bear her anymore."

The man spoke lightly, but the weight in his words was extremely heavy. Liu Zigu didn't speak anymore, the strength in his body seemed to be relieved in an instant, he slowly let go of his arms, and lay quietly beside the man, It seems to be a statue without sadness or joy, the night is getting deeper, everything is still, the moonlight is soft and hazy, and the sleepless figure is reflected through the window grilles.

Liu Zigu was very aggrieved, although he knew that he had done it all by himself, no wonder others, it was him who was indecisive, half-hearted, and he was obsessed with everything, and now there is another broken root.

He has no face to face A Xiu at home, let alone face Xiu Lang beside him.

But he really doesn't want to let this little fox around him run away again, he has already missed it once, God gave him a second chance, how can he miss it again?

He Yuntong waited for Liu Zigu to speak until the last gleam of brilliance in his eyes disappeared. He pulled the corners of his lips and said, "Brother He... don't worry, I will return to Qingqiu tomorrow, and I won't... ..."

"Xiu Lang! Give me a little more time, okay? I will definitely deal with Axiu's matter well, I... I won't let you down again this time!" Liu Zigu rushed to stop He Yuntong's words, Hugging the person beside her, she said in a trembling voice, "Xiu Lang...give me one more chance...please."

He Yuntong looked at the man's deep eyes under the dim moonlight. It's not that he didn't see the indecision and wavering in those eyes, nor did he fail to hear the hesitation and dilemma in the man's words, but So what, it's never reasonable to like this kind of thing, just like he knows that the person in front of him can't give himself a complete heart, but he still falls involuntarily.

Perhaps from the moment the man folded his hands and called himself "Xiu Lang" with a smile on his face, he was deeply involved and couldn't extricate himself.

On that day, the spring breeze was warm, the sun was just right, the branches were light in white, and the peach blossoms were intense in color. If you lock yourself firmly, maybe this is called lifting a rock and shooting yourself in the foot.

Liu Zigu didn't see the man's answer for a long while, so he couldn't help feeling a little uneasy. He groped for the man's five fingers, clasped them tightly, and said cautiously, "Xiu Lang, can you promise me?"

This time I will never let go of your hand.

He Yuntong couldn't help but bend the corners of her lips, and said, "I promise you."

Since he was going to leave anyway, why not let him indulge for a while?

He Yuntong turned to face Liu Zigu, his cold and soft lips brushed against Liu Zigu's eyes, in the darkness, he seemed to be able to see the fiery gaze of that person staring at him "eye-catchingly", the strong wine The raging air spread, dyeing the cool air with a bit of scorching heat.

He Yuntong lowered his head, biting Liu Zigu's Adam's apple very actively, a little jerky.

He closed his eyes and said, "Zi Gu, hug me."

The spring rain fell overnight, moistening things silently, and the night was still long, and the little monk next door was destined to chant sutras until dawn.

五

Liu Zigu had no dreams all night, and slept very deeply.

The rain stopped in the middle of the night, and a pear tree in front of the courtyard was shaken to pieces. The snow-white petals were soaked in water, and they were spread wet on the steps, which made people feel pitiful.The sound of the morning bell pierced through the mist, startling the gray bird that was snuggling up to the eaves to comb its wet feathers, and flew away with fluttering wings.

Liu Zigu woke up with a splitting headache in this peace, with a ball of cold quilt in his arms, and then he found that He Yuntong, who was supposed to be sleeping beside him, was gone.

The empty bed was icy cold, and there was not even a trace of warmth left.

Liu Zigu was stunned for two seconds, as if his head had been struck by a thunderbolt, and his whole body turned into a stone statue.He didn't care to put on his robe, and rushed out the door with his shoes on. The young monk who was sweeping the floor looked up at the man's messy clothes and the mottled red marks on his neck, closed his eyes and said "Amitabha", He lowered his head again, as if there was no such person in front of him.

Liu Zigu didn't care much, and grabbed the young monk by his collar, "I ask you, where is the young master who came with me yesterday!?"

"Amitabha, this benefactor, Mr. He left before dawn. Before he left, he asked the little monk to give this to you."

As he said that, the little monk took out a letter from his arms, Liu Zigu stared at the yellowed envelope for a moment, and suddenly he was afraid to accept it.

"Benefactor Liu?"

Liu Zigu came back to his senses, took the letter, his unpacking hands trembled a little, and he shook off the thin white paper, he thought it would be filled with complaints and disappointments towards himself.

A gust of breeze blew by, and the familiar ink fragrance permeated the tip of the nose, but only four words came into view, cherish, don't read.

The handwriting is correct, beautiful and clear, as if through a few pens, you can see the slightly curved lips and smiling eyes of the man when he dipped the pen in the ink.

The blank space left on the paper was like a vast expanse of snow, which hurt Liu Zigu's eyes. He folded the letter carefully and put it in his arms, his fingertips were slightly white.

He took a deep breath and asked slowly, "He... did he leave any message for me?"

The little monk shook his head, "No."

"Then, is there anything else?"

"No."

Liu Zigu didn't ask anymore, he seemed to have lost his soul.

"This benefactor, fate cannot be forced, it is best to let nature take its course."

Liu Zigu remained silent, and he took out two emerald jade fan pendants from his bosom. The fan pendants were carved into the shape of two small fans, exquisite and translucent, shining faintly in the sun.

He closed his palms, as if hiding all the love of his life in his heart.

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When Bai Ze arrived at Qingqiu, he felt that it was not a coincidence that he had come here. He originally wanted to ask the fox to go to Kunlun to taste his new fairy fruit brew, but he happened to meet the elder of the fox tribe and learned a lot. Xin Xin's apprentice, he was thinking about whether he should avoid it, but he was ordered to stop.

"Bai Ze, since you're here, you won't be in a hurry to leave. The old man wants to ask you. I asked you to watch over this villain. How could you let him slip down the mountain when he has the opportunity?"

Bai Ze stopped in his tracks, and the peach tree in front of him instantly dissipated into a puff of pink smoke. He carried the pot of fairy wine in his hand behind his back, and the scene was once very embarrassing.

"Er... Elder, it's a long story..." Actually it's not long, it's just that he wanted to drink, so he went back to Kunlun's own cave for a few days.

"Humph!"

Taking advantage of the time when the chief elder of the fox tribe turned around angrily and slapped his flying beard, Bai Ze finally got close to the man who was kneeling on the stone steps without saying a word.

"Hey, what trouble did you get into again? Made the elder so angry?"

Bai Ze didn't get a response, but felt a hot and weak breath around his ears, he frowned and raised his eyes, really startled.

The man in front of him looked haggard, and his fair skin was even less bloody at the moment. He lowered his brows and eyes, and there was some pitiful stubbornness in his thin lips pursed into a line. Bai Ze stretched out his finger Jian touched the man's forehead, and the scalding heat wrapped in greasy sweat surprised him.

At this moment, Bai Ze didn't care about many rules, he hugged the unconscious man by the waist, went straight to the inner room of the cave, turned his head and said to the elder who was still smoothing his beard: "You are too good to be a master." If you want to be more ruthless, you have to allocate time to interrogate your apprentice?"

Otherwise, this fox is burning stupid, and you are not the one who feels distressed?

It was clearly a warm April, but the white fox seemed to be in a cold day for nine days, it was terribly cold, the sweat on his body was whipped by the wind, and it was cold and stuck to his scorching skin, making him uncomfortable and tight.The sticky breath was hot and hot, and when he took a breath, he felt as if there were tiny needles pricking his dry throat.

He didn't know how he got back into Qingqiu, he just felt that his body was floating above the clouds, and it was about to become a velvet fluttering in the wind, he didn't know where to go.

After returning to Qingqiu, he was ordered by the elders to kneel outside the cave. He did not say a word, but obeyed obediently, with the appearance of a child who has done something wrong.

The hard gravel was stuck on his knees, and went deep into the openings. He didn't say a word, but his thoughts gradually became chaotic, as if there was a thread tied to him and dragged him into the bottomless abyss. He thought of that stupid scholar, and found himself After seeing you, you will definitely grit your teeth in hatred.

The fox frowned and pulled the corners of his lips, everything under his eyes became more and more blurred, he felt top-heavy for a while, and finally passed out with his eyes darkened.

At the last moment, he thought to himself that this is the feeling of ascending to immortality, but it is not at all as beautiful as others said.

But at least it's better than...

The scholar returned to Gaizhou City on the way he came. The scenery was beautiful all the way, a ray of light in the east was faintly floating, and the distant mountains were like splashed ink, shrouded in a thin golden halo, but Liu Zigu didn't even have the strength to take an extra glance. He rode past lazily, but he couldn't get rid of the blue clothes in his mind.

Liu Zigu regretted that he uttered the truth after drinking last night. If he pretended not to know anything, maybe that person would really be by his side for the rest of his life.

Even if it's just a casual friend, it's fine.

There is no Xiulang, only He Yuntong.

Liu Zigu was taken aback by the thought that popped up in his mind suddenly,

The horse's hooves stomped on the spot for a few laps, and when he looked up suddenly, he was already outside the gate of Liu's house. Liu Zigu frowned, and saw a gray head peeking out from the half-closed gate. Amnesty trembled over.

"My lord, you are back... Madam waited for you last night without closing your eyes..."

Liu Zigu was taken aback, turned over and got off the horse, "You mean Axiu?"

The old servant nodded repeatedly, his eyes were bloodshot, and it seemed that he hadn't slept all night. Liu Zigu felt guilty, but he couldn't explain where he went last night, so he just nodded slightly.

"Master, Madam is still waiting in the main hall..."

"I know, let's go." Liu Zigu handed over the reins to the old servant, walked a few steps, then turned around and said, "By the way, take this horse to the backyard so I can take care of it."

Liu Zigu hurried two steps to the front of the main hall door, but the hand that was about to push the door stopped, if he saw Axiu, how would he explain it to her?Do you want to tell her about Xiulang?While hesitating, the door was opened from the inside. Liu Zigu froze his arms. The person opposite had red eyes and dull makeup. There seemed to be water in his swollen eyes. Liu Zigu avoided the person. Gaze, forced myself to stare at a pear tree with sparse flowers in the corner of the yard.

"That... Axiu, I have something to think about..."

"Zigu, let me talk first, okay?"

When Liu Zigu was interrupted by Axiu, he breathed a sigh of relief. He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, nodded, "Okay, okay, you go first."

Axiu got the answer, a faint smile appeared on the corners of her lips, and there was some brilliance in her eyes, "Zigu, yesterday...it was my fault, I know you always hate open and secret fights in the officialdom, I shouldn't force you like that." your……"

Liu Zigu was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect that it was Axiu who was the first to show weakness. He opened his arms and didn't know what to do. He let that person bury his head in his arms, and after a long time, he said slowly: "You don't have to be yourself." Responsibility, I am sorry for you mother and son, business is not the right way, you want me to get fame, and I should be an official."

What he didn't say was that his "Strategy for the Tenth World" was radical and sharp without flexibility. He had already offended all the dignitaries in the court and China. If he wanted to enter an official career, he would probably have no hope in this life.

Liu Zigu felt the soft and petite body in his arms, and heard Axiu's begging voice, the word "Combination" was like two sharp knives, thrusting hard into his throat, causing him to lose his voice in pain .

"Zigu, I'm sorry, I won't discuss the imperial examination with you from now on, let's manage the calligraphy and painting shop well from now on, shall we?"

Liu Zigu's heart tightened again. After a long time, he finally slowly put his hands on Axiu's back and patted him a few times, "I should say I'm sorry, Axiu."

He lowered his eyelids, a daze of red robes floated in front of his eyes, as if he wanted to keep it, but he couldn't.

The setting sun was thousands of miles away, the sky was stained with clouds, and a thin figure stood in the red and purple. In front of him was an empty house. On the high-hanging plaque, there were two big characters "He Zhai" written in strong strokes.

But the owner here is nowhere to be found, leaving only a blank sheet of paper, a few numbers, and not even a word of farewell.Liu Zigu was playing with the folding fan in his hand, with a helpless smile on his lips, thinking that this was very much like that fox's style.

When you come, you will be shocked by the shadows, and when you go, you will step on the snow silently.

Liu Zigu thought back on the time he spent with He Yuntong in the past few months, talking about poetry and painting, drinking a little bit, it seemed like a big dream, but in the end it was nothing but nothing.

How could he not see who he was, he recognized his little fox from the first sight.

He knew that as long as this dream was not broken, he could live on forever.But the dream will eventually wake up, and after waking up, the person in the dream will no longer be there.

Liu Zigu bent down, and a small fan-shaped jade pendant was gently placed on the steps, shining softly like water in the setting sun.

Liu Zigu stood there for a long time, until the evening wind gradually cooled down, remembering that Axiu had cooked food and waited at home, then he set foot on his way home.He glanced at the closed door for the last time. After this farewell, he didn't know when and where we would meet again.

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When the fox woke up, he saw Bai Ze shaking a flagon in one hand and a broken fan in the other, sitting cross-legged in front of him, driving a roasted golden pheasant dripping with oil, living a happy life.

He rolled his eyeballs, struggling to squeeze out "water" from his dry, smoky throat.

"It seems that my method is good. As soon as I smelled the smell of roast chicken, I hooked you back." Bai Ze said with a smile after watching the fox gulp down several glasses of water.

The fox drank enough water, and his pale lips finally turned a little bloody. He stood up and stared at Bai Ze for a few seconds, as if he realized who was standing in front of him.

The fox asked, "Where's the elder?"

Bai Ze smiled and said, "Leave early, leave me here to take care of you."

As he spoke, Bai Ze waved his hand, and the fire in the cave became brighter. In the silence, the sound of branches crackling and trembling in the fire was particularly abrupt.

"It's very cold in the cave, you have to be careful not to catch a cold now."

The white fox remained silent, but his brows gradually frowned. He raised his eyes to look at Bai Ze, the fire in his indifferent eyes flickered on and off, and after a long time, he said: "Bai Ze, I went to the world privately, and had sex with mortals, breaking the bones of immortals." , dirty spiritual energy, why don't you scold me and cast aside me?"

Baize waved his folding fan, and sat leisurely on the stone bench beside him, "You must have your reasons, it's impossible to go to the world to play tricks on that scholar again on a whim, it's okay to deceive a stupid scholar, but Can't fool me."

Bai Ze looked at the wry smile on the corner of the man's lips, and the cloud in his heart gradually dissipated, and said in a gentle voice, "Now can you tell me the reason why you made yourself like this."

The fox sighed, leaned back again, looked up into Bai Ze's eyes, and said, "Do you remember the fox clan's feast a few days ago?"

Bai Ze nodded, and said, "Remember, you made a big splash that day, and you came back full of shame..."

The fox quickly gouged out Bai Ze's eyes, blushed, and said in a muffled voice, "Don't mention those things."

Seeing that Bai Ze was no longer joking, the fox continued: "When I came back that day, the elder told me that when I was young, I had a marriage contract with the youngest granddaughter of the chief of the Chihu clan. Counting the days, it will be this year."

Bai Ze smiled and said, "But you don't want to marry?"

Fox nodded.

"But you can't break the contract, for fear of hurting the harmony between the two clans."

Fox nodded.

"So you hurriedly thought of such a bad move of killing one thousand enemies and self-defeating eight hundred, so that people will dislike you and destroy your immortal foundation, and lose all your avenues, and then take the initiative to propose divorce?"

Before the fox could nod his head, he was hit hard by a fan on the top of his head. After seeing Bai Ze's dumbfounded expression, he only listened to the humane voice, "You must know that the nine-tailed spirit fox clan produced a descendant like you. It is estimated that your ancestor's coffin Once you have sex with a mortal, it is like pouring a bucket of mud into a pool of clear water, polluting the bones of the immortal, and it will be as difficult as ascending to the sky if you want to become an immortal in the future, do you know it?"

"I know..." The fox drooped his eyes, the corners of his lips fell, and said in a low voice, "But he is the only one who can do this..."

Bai Ze stared at the man's soft and moving eyebrows in the flames, and was taken aback for a moment, then he let out a long sigh, "That's all!" Afterwards, Bai Ze reached out and took out a small object from his pocket, and threw it to the fox, "while When you were in a coma, I went to your house in the world, this thing was left by that scholar, you put it away."

The object fell in the palm, shiny and cool, the fox looked at the fan pendant in his hand carefully by the firelight, his brows and eyes slightly relaxed.

Bai Ze looked at the fox's fascinated look, coughed lightly, and said, "This time you drove that scholar to his knees, what are you going to do?"

The fox put the jade pendant into his arms carefully, and said with a smile, "Time is the best medicine."

Bai Ze also smiled, turned to cook the roast chicken on the shelf, and said, "To be honest, I was lucky enough to meet the little granddaughter of the chief of the Red Fox Clan. deficit."

Hearing this, the fox unconsciously bent the corners of his lips and said, "Don't make fun of me. Since I don't like her, I can't waste her life in vain. Then neither I nor her will live in peace."

Bai Ze said: "If the scholar had understood this principle earlier, you would also..."

The fox lowered his head and said nothing, with a gentle smile on his lips, showing a bit of loneliness, Bai Ze tore off a chicken leg, deboned it and handed it to the man, "Don't think about it, from now on, stay in Qingming. Qiu, isn’t eating, drinking, and playing more enjoyable than the ordinary world?”

The fox took the meat from Bai Ze's hand, and gnawed it silently. The rich aroma permeated between his lips and teeth, which made people feel much brighter. The fox gnawed the meat in his hand in twos and threes, and said, "If there is a jug of wine at this moment, It couldn't be better, but it's a pity that your jar of Menglan has already been drunk."

Bai Ze was startled, and frowned, "Menglan? Is it the altar of Menglan I brought back from Kunlun a few days ago?"

The fox nodded, "Yes, last night I poured the whole altar into Zigu just to light the fire."

Before Bai Ze could speak in the future, he heard the man grinning and said again: "But I couldn't help myself and took a few sips, hehe, the taste is really mellow and sweet... No wonder you refused to let me taste it. "

"That wine..."

The fox looked at Bai Ze who opened his mouth and hesitated to speak, and asked again: "Why, is there something wrong with the wine?"

Bai Ze settled down, and said slowly, "It's nothing, but the wine is very strong, I'm afraid you will feel uncomfortable after drinking it."

The fox laughed when he heard the words, his expression was full of complacency, "There is no strong wine in the world that I dare not taste, and the Menglan tastes mellow and elegant, you look down on me too much."

Bai Ze shook his head with a smile, and stopped talking.

The next day, the fox was alive and kicking again. A morning breeze blew into the entrance of the cave, sending in the fragrance of pear blossoms. The white fox appeared and lay on the stone platform, surrounded by a warm blanket made of animal fur. Gained a lot of weight.

The morning light pierced through the mist, and a burst of immortal energy came by the wind and fell outside the white fox's cave.

The fox pricked up its ears, shook its fluffy tail, its snow-white body drew a graceful arc in the air, and appeared outside the cave in the blink of an eye, but the person standing in front of it was not Bai Ze. His eyes trembled, and he took two steps back while whimpering softly.

The visitor stroked his white beard, his crane cloak fluttered, and he had a fairy air, and a little light was coldly reflected in his slightly squinted deep eyes.

With a flick of the dust whisk, he said coldly: "You beast, do you know your mistake?"