Got revenge after wearing the wrong Shura field

"Little fox, little fox?" Someone called it, and the little fox opened his eyes, looking at the man with a gentle smile in front of him.

It just closed its eyes for a while!

Seeing the little fox wake up, Ji Rufeng stood up and said, "It's time for dinner, what do you like to eat? I'll serve it for you."

The little fox jumped off the cushion and shook his head, which meant that he was not hungry.

"Aren't you hungry?" Ji Rufeng withdrew his feet to go out, "I'm not very hungry, so let's eat some dry food."

There was still some dry food left, which he bought with herbs. Ji Rufeng gave it a few pieces of jerky. The jerky was very convenient to eat. The little fox put the pieces of meat into his mouth with his paws, and ate it in two or three strokes .

Ji Rufeng felt extremely sorry for not being able to see the little fox's transformation again. After solving the problem of wrapping his belly, he went downstairs to ask the shopkeeper for hot water.

After taking a shower, thinking about tomorrow's plan, not wanting to lie on the bed getting more and more sleepy, Ji Rufeng couldn't open his eyes soon, so he just closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

At this time, the little fox woke up, flicked its tail, the candle flame flickered, and then went out, it closed its eyes again, the moonlight outside the window became brighter and brighter, the orchid exuded a bewitching purple light under the moonlight, trembling petals, the fragrance of the flower became stronger and stronger .

The sound of sharpening a knife came from outside the door, and two figures appeared outside the door, one old and one young, the moment the door was opened, it turned out to be the manager of the inn and the young brother who was in charge of the kitchen! ?

Holding the butcher's knife in their hands, the two stepped into the door lightly. When the chef came in, he patted the top of Lanhua's head with his hand.

"This time, he is a fat butcher. If we take the ring in his hand, we will get rich!" The shopkeeper closed the door and said to him.

The little chef was stunned for a moment and asked, "Then shall we chop off one of his fingers?"

The shopkeeper looked at him and couldn't explain it, and cursed: "Are you stupid? This man looks like a cultivator asking, don't stab him in the heart! Do you think we can feel better after he wakes up?"

Hearing the poking heart, the lying little fox moved its ears.

"Then hurry up! You will wake up in a few hours." The little brother walked towards the bed with the knife in his hand, but stopped on the cushion, and turned his head.

"Do orchids have any effect on spiritual pets?"

"Yes, this fox is probably half-dead." The shopkeeper's eyes flashed, as if he had reached an agreement with him, "You want to kill this fox and sell it?"

"That's not true." The little chef turned his gaze back to the fox, "You can see that his hair is shiny and beautiful, and he is very nourished in his daily life. If he is slaughtered and skinned, he can sell it for a lot of money."

"Well, you're right." The shopkeeper was thoughtful, and finally warned: "Be careful, don't cut the fox fur."

"Understood." The little brother responded, locked around, and planned to grab the fox's neck and let the blood drain from its throat. As long as the effect of the incense is long enough, cutting a small hole can also drain the blood.

The fox on the cushion wagged its tail uneasily in its sleep.

"Bah! Bah!" He spat twice on his hand, stretched out his hand to grab the fox's neck, and suddenly a sharp pain came from his wrist.

With a muffled "dong", the chef's brother's hand was cut off from the wrist, and his limbs slipped and fell to the ground.

"Ah!!!" For a moment, he screamed like a pig, trying to escape, but his feet seemed to be nailed to a wooden board and he couldn't move.

The shopkeeper was startled by his screams, almost fell the butcher's knife to the ground and cut his feet, "Tsk! You stupid bastard is screaming!"

He picked up the knife and walked into the room. When he saw the stump on the ground, his pupils shook violently.

"This! Is this your hand?"

The chef brother turned his head to look at him with a stiff neck, opened his mouth but said nothing, and said: Help me.

The shopkeeper's expression froze, and he naturally understood what he said, and turned his head to look at the man on the bed.The man was lying face-on, with a peaceful expression and a smile on the corner of his mouth, which looked very strange in this situation.

"You cut off my son's hand!?" He asked angrily to the man on the bed.

His son: "..."

"Father, it's none of that fairy's business..."

The shopkeeper turned his head and looked suspiciously at the place where his son's accident happened. It was...

The fox who was lying on the cushion turned into a young man exuding evil spirits!

"It's you?" He subconsciously took a step back.

Hidden in the darkness, Fu Lin curled the corner of his mouth, looked at the two men with evil eyes in the next second, and cursed: "You two idiots."

He was obviously swearing, but the shopkeeper felt that the young man's voice was very pleasant, with a unique magnetism, and he could confuse people's hearts just by his voice.

It was night, two bloody lights flashed, and the shopkeeper and the little brother's minds slipped silently, and they fell to the ground together with their bodies.

Fu Lin stretched out his clean feet and walked up to the corpse in a red gauze.

With a twist of the fingertips, the blood intertwined and gathered into blood beads.He sniffed it and threw it out the window as if disgusted.Raising his hand again, there was no trace of the corpse on the ground.

In the early morning of the next day, Ji Rufeng got up from the bed with a severe headache, he covered his forehead and shook his head, only then did he wake up a lot.

"Little Fox?"

The house was empty, and the little fox wasn't here. Ji Rufeng was worried that it would be caught and sold for its skin, so he hurriedly dressed and got out of bed.

When he walked to the door, he was surprised and said, "Why is this orchid withered?"

After going downstairs, the figure who missed was sitting at the door, watching the bustling people outside, he said: "Little fox, what are you doing sitting here?"

The little fox raised his paw and jumped onto the table to show him the note on it.

Ji Rufeng was puzzled, but he followed his will, picked up the white paper and looked at it.

"Immortal Head, I have something to go back to my hometown. Before I left, I saw that your house was quiet, so I didn't want to disturb you, but there is one thing I want to ask you, Immortal Head. When you leave, can you lock the door for me? I will When I come back, I will also give the little brother who is in charge of the chef a vacation."

——The shopkeeper.

"Uh..." After reading the letter, he glanced at the big lock on the table.

"The shopkeeper has returned to his hometown?"

Uh-huh!The little fox blinked and nodded firmly at him.

"Okay." Ji Rufeng put down the paper and muttered, "It's really weird."

Since the owner of the house is gone, it is not good for him as a tenant to stay here, "Let's go, little fox."

The little fox tilted his head, as if he didn't understand why he didn't stay here for a few more days.

"The owner's house is not here, and we stay here without a name or role. Although the money was given, the boss is not there, so no one can testify." Ji Rufeng explained to it, and walked to the door with a big lock.

"Don't be reluctant, at worst, find a better one."

When the little fox came out, Ji Rufeng found it funny, and couldn't help teasing it: "I can't tell, it's still a picky fox."

"That... Fairy friend?" A voice suddenly came from next to his ear, Ji Rufeng looked to the side, and saw a young man in his early twenties.With a delicate appearance, he was dressed as a disciple of the sect, with a sword on his waist, all in white, with light blue floral stripes on the hem of his clothes.

"May I ask you, are you talking to me?" he said.

"Yes." The young man nodded, and he didn't have the original embarrassment when he spoke again, "Did you come out of this inn?"

Ji Rufeng hung up the lock, "I rented a room here last night, but when I got up this morning, the shopkeeper disappeared, leaving a letter saying that I had to go back to my hometown."

He patted the broken bits on his hand helplessly, "What can you do for me?"

"So that's it, that's good." The young man's face was a little uncomfortable, "I just want to tell Xianyou that the business of this inn is very cold because many people who come here..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and the young man's eyes flickered, as if he hadn't seen him, he passed him directly.

What?Ji Rufeng had question marks all over his face, he was waiting for the next sentence, when this person suddenly left in the middle of his sentence, did he intend to tease people's appetite?

So why is business so bad, is it because people who come here hate orchids?

As the young man left, the red light in the little fox's eyes dissipated, urging him to find a place to stay.Ji Rufeng noticed the fox's intentions, so he didn't worry about it anymore. Although he felt something was wrong, the shopkeeper was gone, so he couldn't find out.

After walking for a while, he thought of something to worry about, so he said, "Why don't we rent a small independent courtyard?"

The little fox will definitely practice swordsmanship and immortality in the future, so it's better to be separated from the crowd.You should also keep quiet when practicing the mental method, so as not to go crazy.

Of course, the little fox had no objections, but it was difficult for Ji Rufeng.In a prosperous town, it is difficult to find an inn, let alone a small branch, there are people who want it no matter how small it is, and he does not have a spirit stone, so relying on magic weapons to advance money is not a long-term solution.

"Sell fresh Linguole! One hundred spirit stones per catty." Shouts came from around, and it was the owner of the stall outside the shop calling for customers.

Ji Rufeng glanced at it casually, and found that the expensive spirit fruits sold by small vendors were actually low-quality fruits, and some with higher prices were not as good as the fruits he picked in Fengtuo Mountain.

"Boss, may I ask if you collect the spiritual fruit?"

"Ah? Take it." The boss shouted vigorously, but was suddenly interrupted. He thought it was a business customer, but after reacting, he realized that he had slapped his tongue, and quickly refused.

"I'm sorry son! Look at my small stall, it's too late to sell, how could I turn around and smash my own stall!"

Ji Rufeng knew that he was wrong, so he was not in a hurry, but showed him the spiritual fruit in the storage ring, "Look at these fruits, they should be worth a lot of spiritual stones, right?"

What he picks are all high-quality spiritual fruits, and it is not an exaggeration to say that one catty can buy half of the goods sold by the boss.

The boss makes a living by buying spirit fruits, so he knows what he is supposed to do, but the man who came to talk to him actually took out so much at once!

Ji Rufeng could tell at a glance that this stall owner was a mortal who didn't have spiritual roots and couldn't cultivate immortals, and mortals generally wouldn't take great risks to go to the demon world to pick the spiritual fruit.

But the spiritual fruit in the human world was taken over by the sect and the family, so the stall owner was also engaged in the business of low-level entry-level immortal cultivators.

Now that he has come, there is an opportunity to make him rich. As long as the stall owner has a heart, he will definitely not refuse.

"I don't charge you a high price, that's all." Ji Rufeng weighed several kilograms of spiritual fruit in his hand, "I'll charge you two thousand spirit stones, and I'll send you a storage bag."

The top-grade storage bag is not as good as the top-grade storage ring, and it is not as convenient as a ring, but it can hold a lot of things.

The stall owner coveted the spirit fruit and the storage bag, and his heart was itchy.

The family has finally produced a descendant with a fairy fate, but resources are lacking everywhere... But this time, if the child develops well, the family will grow in the future, and the children and grandchildren will continue to live, wouldn't it be wonderful?