cute fox arrives

"In order to see Bai Mo, sacrifice all the same clan!"

Yanyue was a little angry.

Jisang went on to say: "She sacrificed not only the same clan at that time, but also every flower demon born on the other side in the future."

It's a pity that the file didn't say whether she saw Bai Mo or not.

But Father God regretted it a lot later. Once the enchantment was established, it could no longer be withdrawn. In order to make up for it, he built this altar in the identity of Yunshan to absorb the moonlight and offset the sacrifice offered by Yunshan.

That's why the green flames appeared on the altar, because the two of them had all the cultivation of the Father God.

He taught them Yunshan Formation and entrusted them to Jisang.

Father God has been upright all his life, and the only one who is sorry is the Bianhua family.

Qingming frowned. In this way, the altar is still operating normally, and the people of that tribe should not die because of Yunshan's sacrifice.

But the surroundings here are normal, except for the reason of Yunshan, it is really impossible to explain the reason for the strange death of the tribe.

Or rather, the altar just looks normal.

After speaking, Jisang felt a little dizzy again, and of course Qingming noticed it too.

Yanyue has already left, she is going to talk to the patriarch.

"Sangsang, what's the matter?"

Early in the morning of Qingming, Jisang felt a little sleepy these two days, and thought it was because he was not used to being in the human world.

Ji-sang closed her eyes, not looking very well.

The original red streamer logo on the ear actually dimmed, and flickered again after a while, flickering and flickering.

Qingming held Jisang in his arms and formed a barrier around him.

The loss of spiritual power could be the problem of that altar.

Father God has long known that this day will come, so he brings Jisang over and uses Jisang's spiritual power to serve as the spiritual power of the Bianhua family.

Jisang shook his head, "No, Master treats me very well."

"Go to sleep for a while, and I'll go to the altar to see what's wrong."

Before Qingming finished speaking, Jisang had already closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Qingming hugged him even tighter, even if it was really the Father God, Qingming would not let him take Jisang away from her.

Put Jisang on the bed, and added a few enchantments beside the bed.

The altar still looks normal, what went wrong.

stone carving.

……

Jisang opened his eyes and blinked vigorously twice, but there was still a warm chest in front of him.

Raise your hand, snap.

Seeing that he woke up, Qingming grasped his hand and patted it on his lips, kissed him, "Get up when you wake up, I'm tired from sleeping with you, let's go back to Nanya City."

"Ok?"

"There is no problem here, what is problematic is the things in Nanya City."

"..."

"The altar isn't broken, it's just that someone stole the moonlight absorbed by the altar. Now, that person is after your spiritual power, and this place is safe."

Who can steal Jisang's spiritual power without Qingming and Jisang noticing it?

"Is it a ghost?"

Jisang is not joking, ghosts have no form, so they often disappear without a trace and cannot detect spiritual power.

However, ghosts can't use spiritual power, how can they steal spiritual power.

And even if it's a ghost, how can it feel nothing if you lose your spiritual power.

"So, I'm going to Nanya City to see what it is."

Originally, Jisang thought that he was going to stay at the inn again, but after entering Nanya City, Qingming dragged him straight to a place in the north of the city.

"Have you found anything?"

"No, you are not used to sleeping on the bed in the inn. I moved the bed from Yukun Mountain. It happened that there was a house in the city to sell, so I bought it."

After entering the courtyard, I realized that what Qingming said was too polite, except that the courtyard looked ordinary on the outside, but the inside was almost exactly the same as the one in Yukun Mountain.

In fact, what Qingming thought was that throwing one into the Qiankun bracelet is also throwing, and throwing two is also throwing, so I threw them all in.

Well, I have to throw all the houses in in the future, otherwise, if there is no such house for sale, where will Jisang sleep.

After living in Nanya City for two days, there really wasn't any strange aura in the city. It seemed that it could only be ghosts.

Because ghosts are invisible, the enchantment of the ghost clan is the most stable. The ghosts that can come out of the ghost world are amazing.

If it is a ghost clan, it will be difficult to find.

The ghost was also smart, seeing that he failed to absorb Jisang's spiritual power, he didn't make any movements these days, as if he just disappeared.

He didn't see the old ghost, but he got to know the lord of Nanya City, Xuan Yuan.

Although people are more romantic, but there is nothing wrong with it.

Left and right, he is not taking by force, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer.

This city lord likes to wear black clothes very much, and he has never seen him wearing other colors.

When he was free, he would come to the house to drink tea, and occasionally drink with Qingming.

Winter passed, spring passed, and another summer passed, time passed slowly, and everything was flat.

Qingming acted as if nothing had happened, and lived leisurely in Nanya City, making people forget his purpose of coming here.

Jisang doesn't care about these things, anyway, he doesn't have to use his brain when Qingming is here.

Autumn is here, and the sweet-scented osmanthus cake is ready.

Qingming bought all kinds of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes in Nanya City and brought them back.

Jisang was half leaning on a soft couch, counting the wisps of sunlight leaking through the leaves.

It was already autumn, and Jisang was afraid of the cold, so all the sitting and sleeping places in the house were covered with soft blankets.

The snow-white fine hair almost blends with Jisang's complexion.

Qingming walked over, sat next to Jisang, tossed him up and wrapped him in his arms.

Passed him a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, "Try that one's delicious food, and you'll know which one to buy later."

Qingming really likes the days of following Jisang in the human world. In the human world, because Jisang is curious about things, he will go out with him and laugh happily because of a lotus flower. This is invariable. What you can't see in Yukun Mountain.

This is why Qingming is not in a hurry to find the murderer behind the scenes. As long as he doesn't cause trouble anymore, Qingming even hopes that he will never show up.

Jisang lowered his head slightly and gnawed on the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, because no one came in the house, so he didn't turn his ears into hair ornaments, and followed Jisang's movements, he lifted Qingming's chin one by one.

"Do you like me?"

Jisang suddenly asked such a question, Qingming was a little confused.

Jisang has recently read a lot of teahouse storybooks, the folk customs of Nanya City are like this, and even the storyteller with the teahouse talks about romantic things.

Qingming didn't answer, because she was so excited that her little fox was finally about to wake up.

Jisang patted the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his hand, stretched out his arms to hug him, and said, "Mr. Storyteller said that he is very good to a person. He often hugs him because he likes him."

Qingming nodded madly in his heart, yes yes.

"What about you, aren't you...also..."

Qingming's voice was a little trembling, and he couldn't even move it!That's all for the rest.

Jisang didn't answer him, but buried his head in his arms.

Looking at Jisang's reddened fox ears, well, I seem to understand.

After a long time, Jisang raised his head.

Excited, is Sangsang going to express her feelings to him?

Then, in anticipation, Qingming saw Jisang stretching out a pair of white hands and took a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

Finally, Jisang ate the last piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake amid Qingming's darkening complexion.

"You cook better than these."

As soon as Jisang opened his mouth, black clouds turned into spring rain in an instant, and he kissed his ear, "Okay, then I will make it for you later, is there any reward?"

Jisang looked up at him and slapped him.

There was someone knocking on the door, and no one would come except Xuan Yuan.

Of course Qingming was reluctant to let Jisang open the door, and even more reluctant to let the warm person leave his arms, so he didn't plan to take care of him, he would leave when he saw no one opened the door.

"You ignore him?"

Qingming rubbed his face against Jisang's, and said, "Why let him in."

Jisang pushed his face away, wanting to lie down on the soft couch and sleep.

Of course Qingming didn't want to let him go, she hugged him and fell down together, "Just sleep like this."

Jisang moved his fingers and turned back into a fox, lying on Qingming's chest.

Qingming looked at the disappearing person and the extra fox in her arms, and fell asleep in her arms contentedly.

In the evening, there were small calls and small voices coming from outside the house, but the two of them had very good ears and could hear them clearly.

"Like a dog barking."

Jisang has changed back to human form and said.

Left and right have already woken up, Qingming said: "Do you want to go out and have a look?"

Under the east wall of the house, there was indeed a puppy.

There was also a big dog lying beside it, its snow-white fur had already been stained with a lot of blood, and it was already dead.

The puppy is small and looks like a newborn.

Jisang picked up the puppy, and the puppy stopped barking, perhaps because of the warmth, which gave it peace of mind.

"It should be a pregnant snow mastiff hunted by people in the city, and they want a little snow mastiff to raise at home."

But the snow mastiff is free by nature, and the mother snow mastiff did not want to be imprisoned, and escaped desperately. After giving birth to the little snow mastiff, she died.

"Do you want to raise it?"

This snow mastiff is so small, if no one takes care of it carefully, it will definitely freeze to death and starve to death.

Ji-san nodded.

Carry it back and give the snow mastiff a bath, but what to feed it.

Qingming had raised foxes before, so she naturally knew they needed milk.

I went to find some milk for it to drink.

While feeding it, Jisang asked, "What's the name?"

Ching Ming...

He really can't name it.

"Why did you name me Jisang in the first place?"

Can it be said that Qingming is because I really don’t know what it’s called, and I just saw a mulberry tree?

……

"What do you want to be called?"

Jisang asked Xiaoxue Mastiff.

Ching Ming...

Does this fox in his family think that all animals in the world are mythical beasts?

"Just call me Xiaoao, okay?"

Ching Ming...

Xiao Ao: "Aw..."

"It agreed."

It didn't understand at all.

Qingming smiled and said, "That's it."

Aww...

Xiao Ao is too small, Jisang has to hug her all the time, Qingming doesn't like it anymore.

When sleeping at night, Qingming hugged Jisang, and Jisang hugged Xiaoao, "Don't hug too tightly, it will crush Xiaoao."

Qingming really wanted to throw this little thing out, why did Twitch ask Jisang if he wanted to keep it.

"Sangsang, let him sleep by himself."

"No, that's how you hugged me to sleep."

Wait, can this be the same?