The partner of the monster catcher is the fox monster

The author has something to say: The perspective of a dream but not a dream hahaha I don’t know what it is, I hope everyone will not be confused by me

He came up the mountain to collect herbs. Song Yun remembered that he had had this dream more than once, and he was even familiar with the scenery around this section of the road, but the previous few times up the mountain road ended up disappearing in the thick fog.

The situation this time was obviously different. After passing through the section he knew well, he continued to walk forward for a long time. The road under his feet changed from clear to blurred, and finally turned into walking on the calf-high weeds.

Apart from clearly knowing that this is not reality, the memory of the dream is still an illusion, and Song Yun doesn't know what he is seeing and experiencing now.But in this state, he can clearly feel the sensory experience of the body and can think independently.But beyond this, all behaviors are fixed, and he cannot control his behavior, just like sitting in a cable car and sightseeing along a fixed track.

So just when he thought he would continue walking, he paused, then turned his head and glanced at the bushes beside him.

There was another rustling in the bushes.

He is now in a rift valley on the mountain, with a narrow road in the middle, with straight up and down cliffs on both sides, a bit like "a line of sky", the aisle is not wide, and the bushes next to him are at most two steps away from him, so although the sound is slight, it is still Can hear clearly.

There were so many animals and insects in the mountains that it was natural to make some noise. Song Yun stopped for a while and heard no more movement. Just as he was about to take a step, there was another humming of a small animal from the bushes.

He doesn't intend to meddle in these nosy matters. There is nothing right or wrong in the mountains and forests. If a snake eats a rabbit, the rabbit will be pitiful, but if the rabbit is rescued, the snake will also be pitiful.

But as soon as he took a step, the things in the bushes screamed again.

Immediately afterwards, a fox emerged from the bushes, with one front paw dangling, limped out and sat on the ground whimpering and whimpering at him.

Song Yun laughed, but had no choice but to put down the medicine basket behind him, tidy up the flowers and plants inside, and then put the fox blocking the way in by the back of his neck.

The medicine couldn’t be harvested, so I had to go down the mountain the same way. There was a small courtyard at the foot of the mountain. Song Yun opened the door and went in. He first took the fox out, cleaned up the wound and bandaged it, and then put it into the firewood shed with the nape of its neck. , put a bowl of water for him, and then turned out to put back the collected herbs.

After washing, washing and drying, everything was put away, and it was almost noon when I was free.

The sun was shining in the yard, Song Yun dragged out the recliner and read a book in the yard, after reading a few pages, he was so dazed by the sun that he couldn't open his eyes.

Song Yun closed his eyes, and after a while, he suddenly felt that there was someone beside him.

Sure enough, when he opened his eyes, he saw a person sitting opposite across the stone table, looking at him with a smile that was not a smile.

It's Yin Huai.

He was so familiar with this face, Song Yun felt that if it was in his body, the moment he saw the other person in this situation, his hair would stand on end.

But the body he is in now is very calm, and he can't feel any emotional fluctuations.

This kind of reaction is more than not knowing, it's almost like not seeing.

But this "Song Yun" cleared his throat and sat up straight.

After calming down, Song Yun was a little curious. Even if the two didn't know each other, this sudden situation should be a little nervous. After all, such a big person appeared from nowhere, right in front of his eyes, and made no sound at all. No.

Apparently the person opposite was also very curious, and raised his eyes at him: "Aren't you surprised to see me?"

His eyes were drawn to glance at the half-closed firewood gate, and then Song Yun heard his own voice reply, "Isn't that the fox?" While speaking, he calmly turned over a cup and poured tea: "I just didn't expect you to be able to transform so soon."

Yin Huai happily took the tea, and when he raised his hand, the gauze was just exposed under the cuff: "Then when do you think it should be?"

Song Yun glanced at it, and said in a low voice: "I thought I'd have to stay at least a day or two until the injury healed before coming out."

Yin Huai also took a look at the injury on his arm, and sneered: "It's a small injury."

"I didn't think it was a minor wound when I showed it to you. The wound was deep and poisonous," Song Yun said, looking at him: "It will be healed so soon?"

"That's not the case," Yin Huai rolled his eyes, "but thanks to your medicine, it's not a big problem to transform early."

Song Yun knew very well that what he gave were ordinary herbal medicines for detoxification, and the vivacious state of life in front of him was obviously not a normal curative effect.

Song Yun thought for a while, then suddenly remembered that it was raining yesterday, so he conveniently put the herbs that were drying in the yard into the firewood room, and there was some fairy grass that he picked by mistake: "You used mine. Yan Lingzhi."

Yin Huai grinned: "Borrow it and use it, and return it to you someday."

Song Yun waved his hand: "Nurtured by nature, use it as soon as you use it, and it was originally brought back to treat people's diseases."

Yin Huai raised his eyes to look at him, stared at him for a while, then curled his lips into a smile: "Then I owe you a favor, and I will pay you back another day."

About half a month passed after Yin Huai left, and the weather became cooler. Song Yun went down the mountain to buy some things in the city, and helped someone to see a doctor. When he came back, it was already dark, and when he entered the courtyard, he saw a slender figure Pushed the door and walked out from the room.

Yin Huai leaned against the door and looked at him with his arms around his shoulders: "Today I wanted to return the gift, but it turned out to be too unfortunate, and I waited all afternoon."

"..." Song Yun froze by the door and reacted for a few seconds before he finally understood: "I'm really sorry..."

Before he could straighten his tongue, he waved his hand to the convenience: "I'm here to return the gift to you, what kind of apology are you?" Yin Huai smiled after speaking: "It's just that I've been waiting for so long, I'm a little thirsty, and I'm still a little thirsty. I have to ask you for a cup of tea."

"Naturally," Song Yun said, hurriedly letting people into the room, and served a pot of good tea.

He is a casual cultivator, with an indifferent personality but not restrained, and he is not stingy to speak in this situation, so the two of them chatted one after another until the night fell, Yin Huai pushed away the teacup, straightened his clothes and sat up straight. From the sleeve, he took out a bag of things bound with brocade cloth and put it in front of Song Yun, "Return the gift."

Song Yun looked at him, hesitantly stretched out his hand to untie the brocade cloth outside, and then opened a corner, revealing a section of dry tree branch.

"Why are you so careful and don't bite people?" Yin Huai said, stretching out his hand, took out the "dead branch" from the brocade and held it under the lamp. In the center, there is an emerald green like emerald crystal.At the same time, there is also a special fragrance that is as soft as mist but extremely enveloping, which quickly fills the entire room under the effect of the fire.

This is a piece of Vitiligo twig, a dead branch left by the plant spirit after shedding its shell. At least it has tens of thousands of years of practice, and it can eliminate the disease of innocence. How much higher.

Song Yun was a little stunned: "...You take this as a gift? I can't afford it."

Yin Huai didn't take it seriously: "Whether to worry about it or not, let me leave it alone. It's better to let you use it to treat illnesses and save lives."

"Besides, I want to make friends with you," Yin Huai said, then stood up, and waved to him with a casual smile: "It's getting late, let's go."

After Yin Huai left this time, he didn't appear again for a long time, and Song Yun's life was as dull as ever, until the early morning after a snowfall in early winter, before Song Yun opened his eyes in a daze, he heard knocking outside. The sound of the door.

He reacted for a moment, and then heard a few knocks on the door, and someone outside tentatively called him, "Master Dao? Master Song?"

He never locked the gate of the courtyard, and he probably pushed the gate open after knocking on the door a few times. Anyone who can understand the rules like this is obviously not a gangster;

Song Yun put on his clothes and sat up, glanced out from the side window, and saw a few boys in black and green bunts poking their heads at the gate of the courtyard.

This typeface looks like the owner of a wealthy family at the foot of the mountain. It is probably because the owner of the family came to the mountain so early that he had an emergency.

Song Yun quickly tidied up, opened the door and walked out.

When the leader saw him, his eyes lit up immediately, and he hurried up to meet him: "Master Dao, please forgive me for disturbing your sleep so early."

As he spoke, he led Song Yun to go out: "But the little ones are also helpless. The young master in our family suddenly had a bad cold a few days ago, and he has been on fire for two days. He invited all the doctors in the city like running water. Saying that there is nothing you can do about it, the Patriarch has no choice but to send us up the mountain to invite you."

When he spoke, Song Yun had already been taken outside the courtyard by him, and the servant pointed to a sedan chair parked at the door and bowed to him: "Master Dao, the brothers have already prepared it, you get on the sedan chair?"

Song Yun waved his hand to interrupt him: "Tell me about your young master's condition first, and I'll see what medicine to take."

Hearing what he said, the young man showed embarrassment: "Master Dao, we don't know about it—we can't enter the back room, but the housekeeper said that we have a high fever, let us come and invite you..."

Seeing Song Yun pondering, the person at the head couldn't help rubbing his hands anxiously: "Master Dao, it doesn't matter whether the medicine is medicine or not, the medicine shop in the city has all the high-quality products that should be available, you'd better get on the sedan chair first, In case something goes wrong with the young master when he arrives late, the little ones really can't bear it."

"You follow us to the mansion first to see the situation, it's really not good, the little ones are sending you back to get the medicine, Daoist, look..."

Seeing them anxiously like ants on a hot pot, they stepped into the sedan chair without having time to think about it.

The servants who carried the sedan chair were young and strong. Song Yun had just gotten into the sedan chair and hadn't even sat down firmly. Several people had already started running wildly. It took only a short time to go down the mountain to the city, and soon the sedan chair landed. A middle-aged man dressed as a housekeeper He came up to welcome him: "Song Daoist, it's really impolite to disturb you early in the morning, but the young master at home is really sick, so I have to ask you to follow me to the wing room first, and the tea will be brought to you right away. be magnanimous……"

Song Yun waved his hand to interrupt him: "It doesn't matter, let's see a doctor first and lead the way."

The house was very big, and he followed the butler into the house. The feng shui created by various arrangements in the house was very good, but when he stepped into the wing room in the inner courtyard, Song Yun vaguely felt something was wrong.

A few maidservants surrounded the bed in the middle of the wing, and kept wiping the child's forehead with cold water to cool down. Seeing Song Yun approaching, they all lowered their heads and stepped aside.

The child on the bed was eleven or twelve years old at most, and his face was red with heat.Song Yun stretched out his hand and touched his head, then leaned over and pulled his arm out of the quilt, and tried it on the pulse gate, his face was a little gloomy.

When I first put it in my hand, my forehead was really hot, but if I stay for a longer time, I will feel the cold air below, and the pulse condition is also very unstable. Most importantly, this child has a black air on the pulse door and between the eyebrows, like a demon It is poisonous, and it is still piercing downwards. Song Yun tried it, but he couldn't force it out with internal force, and after being disturbed, the speed of the black air's downward penetration accelerated a bit.

He racked his brains to think of a few ways, but he was worried that such a young child might not be able to withstand his tossing around with the spell formation, and was in a hurry when he suddenly remembered that the twig that Yin Huai gave him might come in handy up.

"Butler, I have to go back. I haven't brought any medicine." Song Yun turned to look at the butler behind him, only to find that there was no one in the room.

"Housekeeper?" Song Yun felt strange, got up and arrived at the door, a gorgeously dressed woman rushed in crying, knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Master Dao! I beg you! Help my child Let's die!"

Song Yun was startled, and bent down hastily to pull him up, when he saw a middle-aged man coming up behind him, and when he entered the door, he threw himself on the ground and knelt down: "Master Dao, please save my son's life, "

"I'll come back to get some medicine, you guys get out of the way first." No matter how much Song Yun pulled the two of them, they refused to get up, the woman even crawled over to hug his leg, Song Yun didn't know the situation, and was quarreled by the two There was a buzzing in his head, anxious and angry, just when he saw the steward following him, he lost his breath for a while, and said in a low voice: "Housekeeper, what's going on? I have to go back to the mountain to get the medicine, how can I have time to spend time?" Delay here?!"

"Master Daoist, it will take time and effort to go up the mountain again, and the medicine you get back will not be effective immediately. Our young master has been burned for three days, how can the child stand this..." The manager raised his head and looked at him timidly: "I also ask the Taoist master to do me a favor, and bring me some medicine to cure the disease. If you want anything, just ask the old lady..."

"What are you talking about..." Song Yun wanted to help the two kneeling people up first, but just as he stretched out his hand, the middle-aged man grabbed him and begged him earnestly: "Master Daoist, we know that you are a fairy family, and you are rich in gold and body. As long as you can save my child's life, you will be worth ten million gold and silver, but you open your mouth!"

Song Yun raised his eyebrows and reached out to push him away: "What are you talking about?!"

As a result, the man hurriedly hugged his other hand, and continued to shout like a bewildered man: "It doesn't matter if you don't want to be rich! It doesn't matter! Our family has a little money, and we can build a shrine for you! If you lose everything, you have to give it to me." You offer incense! For a hundred years! As long as you can save my son!"

Song Yun was really annoyed. As soon as he pressed his true energy with the formula in his hand, he directly shook the two people who were holding him away by about half a meter. He flicked his sleeves and shouted coldly: "When being a parent is so critical, there is no need to cry. What's the use? What I'm short of is medicinal materials, and I'll save your son's life after I go back to the mountain to get the medicine, so hurry up and get out of the way!"

The two men were stunned for a moment after being shaken away, and the room quickly quieted down. Just as Song Yun was about to step out, the woman suddenly got up on her knees and knocked her head heavily on the ground.

There was a "boom", and Song Yun was shocked: "What are you doing?!"

"I beg the Lord to be merciful, give me two drops of golden blood, and save the child's life!" The woman's cry became more and more piercing in the cold room, as if every word was filled with blood from her throat. It came out of a choked voice.