little fox and fairy

The stars moved, and another 290 years passed inadvertently.

Xianjun received the order of the Emperor of Heaven to go to the Hanqing Pavilion to study books. When he came back, he found that the Xuhua Palace was empty, and there was no little fox in front of him.I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: This guy is too playful.

After cleaning his hands, Xianjun baked the little fox's favorite cookies, put them on a plate and put them on the table.Then he took a scripture and read it while waiting for the little fox to come back.

After waiting for several hours, the candle was flickering, the cookies were completely cold, but the guy was still missing.

Xianjun had no choice but to close the scriptures, light a lamp, and went out to find him.

Qingqiu Mountain, Suochenyuan, Phoenix Terrace... Xianjun searched all the places that the little fox likes to go, but he still couldn't find the little fox.

Flipping the hand, making a magic trick: Can't sense your own portable card?!

Xianjun's heart sank: The portable card is the proof that he is listed as an immortal, and it is connected with his spiritual power. Now he can't sense it, so the little fox who got the portable card must have done it on purpose.But him, why?

Why are you leaving again...

Looking at the end of the world, people have not returned, and the scenery is desolate.

The little fox left, walking quietly, as if the situation thousands of years ago was repeated.

Without the little fox, I still have to read the scriptures that should be read, approve the scriptures that should be approved, and attend the court meetings that should be attended.

Xianjun thought that without the little fox, he could still go to bed early and get up early, drink the faint clear dew, and live an orderly life.But this thought is out of control:

When I read the scriptures, I remembered the pitiful look of the little fox dozing off with a brush next to him;

A batch of excerpts reminds me of the fawning way of the little fox smilingly holding a cup of bitter ginseng tea;

As soon as I went to the Tianting to participate in the meeting, I remembered the reluctant look of the little fox when he stood on the white jade steps to see him off;

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Peering at the misty mortal world through the pure water in the glass cup, Xianjun suddenly feels envious: life is not long, and lovesickness is not long.The waiting in the world is only thirty or fifty years old.It's like this heaven, thousands of years, life after life is hard to bear.