Fire and theft prevention

Speaking of which, Mu Qingjia's fainting wasn't actually because of an unspeakable reason like hunger, at least not entirely.

The moment the fairy soul passed through his body, part of the fox fairy's consciousness also remained in his soul, in the dark void.

"Jia'er." The fox fairy called him with a human voice.

That voice sounded like her mother, but Mu Qingjia clearly knew that she was not.His real mother is still buried under the silver osmanthus tree in Gaotu Mountain, and no one has cleaned it for 50 years.

He slowly opened his eyes, stood on tiptoe, put his arms around the big white fox's neck, and rubbed it like he did when he was a child.

"Fox fairy?"

The big white fox lowered its head and lowered its body. "You really forgot."

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting." Mu Qingjia smiled, "But the younger brother said, I will remember it later."

The big white fox swept its fluffy tail and wrapped him in a piece of snow-white down.

"I don't have much time." She said, "I don't know if I can wait until the day you remember."

Mu Qingjia raised her head and asked, "What's wrong with you? Can I help you?"

The fox fairy said softly: "That's not a disease, but a punishment from heaven for peeping into the future."

"Qingqiu Nine-Tailed Fox Clan's foresight talent." Mu Qingjia sighed, "I always thought it was a legend, but I never thought it was true."

He finally understood what the sadness in the blue eyes of the fox fairy was always filled with.It is the sadness of knowing that bad luck is coming, but unable to escape.

"I once used this talent to prophesy for three people." The big white fox nodded and said, "One is for me, the other is for the common people in the world, and the third is for you. In the end, the original immortal energy collapsed, and there is no possibility of eternal existence."

Mu Qingjia felt a pain in her heart, and asked in a low voice: "Did you predict everything that happened in the past, present, and future?"

"There's only one crucial point." Hu Immortal sighed, "So, I don't know that Hongyu went astray, and I don't know that she...will die."

Mu Qingjia thought of that charming fox demon who ended her life for a short time, and felt emotional.

Perhaps for humans, she deserved her death with human blood on her hands.But for the Qingqiu Fox Clan, her disappearance is equivalent to losing a very important family member.

The fox fairy said in a sad voice: "I don't want to tell Hongyu about the divination method of the fox clan in Qingqiu, because she is the most likely to succeed the fox fairy, and I don't want her to follow in my footsteps. Unexpectedly, she Die for it."

Mu Qingjia also felt sorry for the fox fairy, he asked: "Why do you divination for me instead of her?"

"Because you are the variable in the revealed future." Hu Immortal said, "More importantly... I owe your mother a favor."

"Mother?" Mu Qingjia asked suspiciously.

"This is a very long story." The fox fairy said, "In the first divination, I foresaw my annihilation, and then I glimpsed the imminent annihilation of Kyushu. I worry about it every day, Finally, a decision has been made to make another divination.”

"But this time the punishment was far more serious than I imagined. I... almost died because of it."

"Immortals are very fragile existences. Ordinary people only need to cultivate when they are sick, but the broken immortal soul can only be healed by filling it with other souls." Fox Immortal indulged in the memory, "I couldn't hide it from your mother, she After all, she gave me her soul."

"So she became a fool." Mu Qingjia said calmly with her head down. "Because she lost the consciousness of one of the three souls, and gave it to you."

He then reacted: "But this is not in line with common sense. Among the three souls, how important are the primordial spirit and the conscious spirit? Why did my mother abandon the desire god instead of the desire god? That's why it was later..."

That's why later there were those gossips, gossips, and suffering.

Mu Qingjia pursed her lips and did not continue.

"I don't understand either." Hu Immortal said slowly, "But she said that she wanted to keep the primordial spirit to accompany you, and leave the lustful soul to love you."

Mu Qingjia was stunned.

Is it for such a useless reason?

He laughed tremblingly, hot tears filled his eyes, sore and painful.

The big white fox licked the water from the corners of his eyes, and said softly, "You look a lot like her, especially the eyes." She sighed and said, "Now that I think about it, I seem to have picked her up yesterday. And today, her son It's already that big."

Mu Qingjia buried herself in the hair of the big white fox. There is an answer to why that indescribable intimacy with the fox fairy came about.

Because there is a part of his mother in the soul of the big white fox.

Not only the consciousness of the gods, but later, the primordial spirit that continues life.

Mu Qingjia could easily guess the reason why his mother died without a disease.

He recalled what happened afterwards, and whispered: "I shouldn't have left here with Master. She should have lived a good life."

The appearance of the master let the mother know that he has support, and she knew that even without her, Mu Qingjia would grow up safely, so she left the remaining soul to the fox fairy.

The primordial spirit is the soul that controls life, and without the source of life, no mortal can survive for five years.

"So, I leave you the last chance of divination. I also leave it to the key point of the fate of Kyushu." Hu Immortal said.

Mu Qingjia raised her eyes and asked, "Can you tell me what you know?"

"It is a felony to discover the secrets of heaven, and the way of heaven does not allow it to be revealed. I have lost my body and cannot bear the second punishment from heaven." The fox fairy shook his head heavily: "I must stay here, guard the last person, guard the The last leg of Qingqiu Mountain."

Mu Qingjia asked again: "Since that's the case, has the future you foresee changed?"

The fox fairy said with a smile: "You still exist in this world, which proves that the future has changed."

"I will take good care of this life, whether it's for you or for my younger brother. It's just you..." Mu Qingjia clenched his fists and remained silent for a while before continuing: "Those human hanging coffins underground—there are no new coffins to send Are you in?"

He used to be puzzled by the existence of the tens of thousands of underground hanging coffins, but now that he knows the price of the Fox Clan's prophecy, he knows that the soul can fill up the immortal soul and make up for the punishment of heaven, and the answer to the question has surfaced.

"Human beings used to share their souls for the use of fox fairies in the past, but that was a long time ago." The fox fairy recalled, "In the ancestors' time, Kyushu was full of gunpowder, and it was normal for immortals and demons to fight and melee battles."

"In Qingqiu Mountain at that time, mortals and the fox tribe communicated with each other. The fox tribe was good at avoiding disasters by using their foreknowledge talents, and human beings would be buried in the mountain after death, making their souls part of the fox fairy."

This is the origin of those hanging coffins.

Because just like Guan Guan and the Fox Clan, humans and the Qingqiu Fox Clan used to have a symbiotic relationship.

The soul of the deceased will maintain the prophecy ability of the fox fairy, so as to strengthen the fairy power of the fox fairy and protect future generations.

Therefore, if there are still people who voluntarily bury themselves in the bottom of Qingqiu Mountain, the fox fairy can continue to survive.

"Like my mother." Mu Qingjia said.

"Yes, they are all like your mother." The fox fairy said, "It's amazing that the fox clan and mortals have worked together to survive the most difficult time. But now in this peaceful age, we can't communicate with each other."

Mu Qingjia suddenly remembered the old villager's words, and asked, "Fifty years ago, were the babies in the village also voluntary?"

The big white fox paused, with guilt in his voice.

"No, they were forced. It was an accident. At that time, my body|body was destroyed, and the immortal soul lost control. In order to survive, I unconsciously extracted their souls. Fortunately, I found myself in time, Not degenerated into a demon."

"Immortals can also fall into demons?" Mu Qingjia asked.

After all, cultivating demons and cultivating immortals, no matter what the title sounds like or the actual cultivation method, are two completely different paths.

"Of course." The fox fairy explained, "There is only a thin line between immortals and demons. Demons plunder others without restraint, and become supreme and powerful. To become a fairy is to be willing to become a guardian fairy of one side of water and soil, and to dedicate to the common people. own soul."

"That is to say, the awareness of being willing to die is the prerequisite for ascending to immortality." Mu Qingjia said, "The last hurdle for cultivators in the late stage of transformation is to dedicate their own state of mind."

But if he knew the consequences of becoming an immortal, would a cultivator still choose to become an immortal?This is obviously a contradiction. No wonder there are hundreds of monks in the stage of transformation, but there is no one who has become an immortal for hundreds of years.

From another point of view, if you ascend to become a fairy, or become a demon, and get injured accidentally, you will take a lot of souls for your own use.Mu Qingjia thought of the Moxiu who came to rob the immortal soul this time, and felt that he had vaguely caught a clue.

So is Mo Xiu also looking for a lot of souls for the existence of an immortal, no, a demon?

Just as he was thinking, the figure of the big white fox gradually disappeared.

"I should go." She said, "Your body has gone too far, I can't leave Qingqiu for too long."

Mu Qingjia hurriedly said: "It's too dangerous there, Moxiu will come again."

"As long as I don't show up, no one will be able to find me—except you, of course." Hu Immortal said with a smile, "And, there will be someone to protect me."

"and many more!"

"We will meet again." The voice became softer and softer, "Until then, I will protect your home..."

Mu Qingjia reached out to touch the afterimage of the fox fairy, and then patted a face with a "slap".

He exerted all his strength, but he didn't feel any pain in his hand, but a red slap mark slowly appeared on the face of the person who was beaten.

Mu Qingjia used her spiritual eyes, looked at the fiery red figure lying on her body, and kept silent.

Huo Wei: "..."

Mu Qingjia immediately decided to play dumb.He pretended to stretch to get over the awkward gesture, and then greeted him as naturally as possible.

"Good morning, junior brother," he said shamelessly, "Why do you lie on top of me every time I wake up, looking like you want to moleste someone?"

In his heart, he extremely detested his behavior of beating him: the younger brother's face must have been swollen from the slap, and now he looks flushed, it seems that whoever is indecent is not sure.

What's more, he just found out that the finger of his broken right hand has recovered, and it must have been replaced by his younger brother. He is simply biting Lu Dongbin like a dog...

"Hehe." Huo Wei gritted his teeth and laughed twice, "There were a lot of mosquitoes in the dream."

Mu Qingjia always hated mosquitoes the most. Perhaps it was based on some association of disgust. He licked the corner of his lips and suddenly felt a strange smell in his mouth.

"How is it?" Seeing him licking his lips, Huo Wei asked.

Mu Qingjia failed to discover the hidden expectation in the other party's voice, so he said honestly: "It smells very strange. Junior brother, can you give me some water so I can rinse my mouth?"

After hearing this, Huo Wei's face turned dark first, and then an embarrassing blush covered the slap marks, occupying his cheeks little by little.

He got up stiffly, turned his back, and said harshly, "Is it that bad?"

Mu Qingjia was taken aback for a moment, and then found that they were sitting on the lawn by the river bank.He tasted the strange taste in his mouth again - it was a fishy smell mixed with charcoal.

He realized belatedly: this could not be the fish his junior brother grilled for him!

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OOC Small Theater:

Strike [-]: The senior is a foodie, and the junior is a kitchen killer.

Strike [-]: Brother hates bugs, brother is a butterfly, a kind of insect.

Strike [-]: The brother slapped the brother backhand like a mosquito.

Huo Wei (polite smirk): Thank you, I was hit.