fox repair

The boy sneaked home at night.Most houses in the northern cities and towns are built with heated kangs. Although it’s not yet winter, it’s very cold at night. Mo Chen heated up the heated kangs and was lying on the kangs to warm his stomach. When he heard the sound, he moved his ears lightly and twisted Looking over, I saw the boy pushing the door and coming in.

The boy looked very embarrassed, and the only unpatched clothes had two big holes scratched, and he was still cold when he sat on the kang.He smoothed two handfuls of fur on the white fox's body, his eyes were gentle and considerate, and the white fox was so lazy that he didn't move at all. He just moved his stomach symbolically, like a pregnant woman hugging her nest.The young man rubbed his hands to warm his body, then hurriedly went to the kitchen to light a fire, while asking the white fox if he was hungry and what he wanted to eat, with an expression as if he was talking to his own wife.

Mo Chen just doesn't like this kid, he's a little older, but he likes to pretend to be old-fashioned, so he casually calls himself Achen, and he doesn't know if he got it from some talkative boy in Wuqingguan.Hmph, Ah Chen is also his name?If it is based on seniority, he should also respectfully call him Grandpa Fox.But this little brat is good, not only is he not big or small, but he also moves his hands and feet, either stroking his hair or touching his head, and talking to him is also frivolous.

I don't know the dignity!No wonder he couldn't even inherit one ten-thousandth of his master's abilities!

Feeling so disgusted, Mo Chen slowly jumped off the kang, swayed to the kitchen with his fluffy big white tail, took advantage of the young man lighting the fire, walked over the kitchen counter arrogantly, patted a hen that had just been slaughtered, and moved to the kitchen. He went to the millet vat in the corner, scratched it with his paws, and finally got into the vegetable cellar, took out a Chinese cabbage, patted his paws and left.

This is considered to be the end of the order.The young man turned his head and saw the things that the fox ancestor had pulled with his paws, and started a fire without saying a word.

Old hen stewed soup, plus a dish of vinegared cabbage, ground sesame seeds, mixed with salt and boiled eggs, and served with thick and glutinous millet porridge. Those who didn’t know it thought it was a confinement meal.

Mo Chen drank the chicken soup first, and squinted his eyes in enjoyment, thinking that although this kid is unreliable in fortune-telling, he is a good cook.

The boy silently peeled the eggs and put them on the white fox's plate, and when he was in a good mood, he discussed softly: "Ah Chen, can we live in another place?"

Mo Chen ignored him, and buried himself in the chicken leg.

"It's too cold in winter, and we don't have money to buy cotton coats, or should we go south?" The boy explained patiently, never mentioning the fact that he was hunted down during the day.

Mo Chen really wanted to roll his eyes and go south?Aren't they from the south?I don't know how many cities I went to along the way, and every time I went to a place, the child started to tell people's fortunes, and in the end he was beaten out like a mouse crossing the street.In fact, Mo Chen felt that he was not wronged at all, because he cheated people, he really cheated!

If you don't have that diamond, don't take on that porcelain job. What's wrong with doing it?A good Wuqing Temple has been discredited and closed down by him, so why is he so obsessed with it?Isn't it good to be a cook?Even if he doesn't work as a cook, there are magic weapons collected by the magic stick in his mandarin duck pillow space. Although he has lost his spirituality now, he can sell it as an antique anyway. Why must he insist on being a little magic stick?

If it weren't for the fact that he is old now and sees many things peacefully, according to his past temperament, Mo Chen would have killed this stubborn brat a long time ago.But anyway, he was also the apprentice hand-picked by the old god stick before his death. For the sake of the old god stick, he couldn't just watch him being beaten to death, so he followed him all the time. It's been so many years in a blink of an eye. Stretch the urine, let this dead boy fend for himself, he is reluctant.

Mo Chen finally gnawed a chicken leg, spat out the chicken bone, and was thinking about whether to eat the chicken wings or the chicken feet next, when he heard a loud noise outside.

"Live here!"

"That's right, the daughter-in-law of the old Huang's family saw that little bastard getting in from here!"

"Today, no matter what, he must be taken out and beaten up!"

No, someone came to your door!

Before Mo Chen picked out a chicken wing to grab it, he suddenly felt his body lighten, and he was caught by the boy's arms.The boy jumped out of the rear window in an instant, and ran wildly all the way, running furiously.Mo Chen was stuck in his throat by a chicken bone when the boy jumped out of the window, he couldn't make a sound, he couldn't breathe, he was almost suffocated to death.He really wanted this brat to stop, but the dead boy ran faster than a rabbit, and ran into the forest in the south of the city in one breath.

So when the coercion of the ninth-level monsters appeared in the forest, many spiritual beasts were frightened to death, and they came out tremblingly to inquire, wanting to see when a high-level demon cultivator came, but they saw the young man leaking liquid A scene through the forest.There was a white fox under the boy's creaking nest. The fox had chicken wings in its mouth, and its tail and four paws bounced as the boy ran.

Wow!Transformation Demon Cultivator!

All the beasts in the mountain stood in awe, paying attention to the young man running under the moon.

The aura of the high-level demon cultivator came from that young man, yes, he is the demon cultivator of transformation!The beasts looked at each other and nodded, but no one looked at the white fox more than once.Some wild beasts would even point and point disdainfully if they saw it accidentally.He almost choked himself to death for a piece of chicken wing, and he really lost the face of the vast beast.Most of these wild beasts in the mountains have only just developed their spiritual intelligence, so they still can't tell the difference in coercion between the ninth-level demon cultivator and the transformed demon cultivator.

Relying on Mo Chen's coercion, the young man didn't encounter any ferocious beasts all the way, and he found a cave to spend the night after making sure he had completely shaken off those people.

Putting the white fox on the ground, the white fox immediately scratched it with its paws, then rolled on the ground and coughed, the young man noticed something was wrong at this moment, he quickly lifted the fox's two hind legs, shook them like a blanket, and pawed again. He opened its mouth and stretched out his hand to pick it, which made the white fox burst into tears, but with a fierce light in his eyes, he desperately wanted to close his mouth and bite off the dog's paw that had been inserted into his mouth.

After tossing and tossing for a long time, I finally got the chicken bone out, and at the same time vomited out the dinner I ate at night.

Mo Chen was very tired. In order not to scare the brat, he had been refraining from using spells for so many years. Just now, he wanted to secretly use his spiritual power to clean up the chicken bones, but who would have thought that this brat would notice it with sharp eyes. Before he had time to run, he was attacked.

Seeing the white fox lying on his back in a weak state, the young man comforted him like a child: "Don't be afraid, Chen, the things have already come out. I'll clean it up and everything will be fine."

Mo Chen gave him a sidelong glance, and didn't even bother to moan. For the first time in his life, he seriously considered whether to leave this bastard and do his demon cultivation freely.

After crossing this mountain, the weather is not so cold, and it takes more than ten days to reach the next city. However, because of the haste this time, the boy didn't even have time to pack his luggage, except for the few coins he earned from fortune telling on the last day. ,Nothing at all.

With such a small amount of money, even if you manage to get there, you still have no money left to settle down, so you can't sleep on the streets, right?

Mo Chen felt that he was really a mother fox with a knife mouth and a bean curd heart. He almost became the first ninth-level demon cultivator in the world who was stuck to death by a chicken bone, and he didn't forget to plan for his own son.So at night, while the youth group was sleeping soundly beside him, Mo Chen called out the mandarin duck pillow and entered the space inside the pillow.

Ever since the man died back then, Mo Chen has never seen the space transform into a valley again, it is still the small garden-like courtyard, the bluestone paved ground, and only one gazebo.But this time when he came in, he heard an excited voice: "Boss! Boss!"

The dingy hairball pounced over, and it turned out to be a rabbit with gray stripes on a white background.It's not another one, it's a short-eared rabbit.

Back then, the short-eared rabbit was fooled by the demon king to participate in some selection, but in the end he ended up being killed to take the pill in a daze.Fortunately, he was found by the man in time, and the demon pill and a trace of primordial spirit were saved.Mo Chen put the primordial spirit of the short-eared rabbit into the soul-nourishing wood in the space between the pillows, and kept it for decades, looking for a suitable body for him.

This body now is the body of the rabbit demon Miao'er who was trapped in the painting back then.Before the reincarnation of the rabbit demon, in order to repay his kindness, he dedicated his body to the god stick, and the god stick donated it to himself.At that time, Mo Chen was still very strange, thinking how this magic stick knew that he needed the body of this rabbit monster, but after seeing more of his abilities, it is not surprising.

What's worth mentioning is that the beauty Miao'er who has a deep love for the scholar is actually a male rabbit!

It is convenient for the short-eared rabbit.

Since Mo Chen moved the primordial spirit of the short-eared rabbit into the body of the rabbit demon, the short-eared rabbit has been falling into a coma and has never woken up for so many years. It is not easy to fuse the new body with the primordial spirit, but Mo Chen did not expect that the short-eared rabbit The ear rabbit will complete the fusion so quickly.

"Short Ears, you're finally awake!" Seeing his good brother from the past finally reborn, Mo Chen was also quite emotional, and raised his fox's paw to touch the rabbit's ears.

"Brother! Woooooo..." The short-eared rabbit had tears in his eyes. After so many years, he finally spoke again, crying loudly with his arms around the fox.

The two brothers briefly recounted the past, Mo Chen asked the short-eared rabbit what happened back then, but the short-eared rabbit didn't remember, and only said that he followed the order of the demon king to go to the Nine Heavens Demon Realm to do business, and ended up in a place with beautiful mountains and rivers. lose consciousness.

Although the short-eared rabbit is awake now, his soul is not stable, Mo Chen let him rest in peace in the space in the pillow, and when he has a chance, he will be sent back to the Nine Heavens Demon Realm, and let him go to Maoer and the others.Then, remembering the purpose of entering the space this time, he walked to the corner of the courtyard, and saw objects piled up there like a hill.There are round bowls, ancient paintings, wind lanterns, and screens...these are all magic tools that Mo Chen collected when he followed the magic stick to the rivers and lakes.

These instruments are without exception, such as Miaoer's ancient paintings back then, and the black round bowl of the goatee, all of which hide a mysterious and weird magic formation, and the magic that is entrusted on the instruments is also because of the magic formation. , can absorb the soul of life.The magic stick is proficient in formations. For so many years, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. I always look for those unusual things. Nine times out of ten, I can come across this kind of magic weapon and break the magic circle on it. , the magic weapon lost its magical properties, the magic stick was not thrown away, and all the brains were given to Mo Chen, and Mo Chen put it in the space in the pillow.

These things are not worth much in the world of cultivating immortals, but if they are sold as antiques in the world of mortals, they might be worth some money.Mo Chen had this idea in mind, and wanted to buy some things for that little bastard to exchange for money.

His mother, Fox, had good intentions, but when they crossed the mountain and arrived at the next city, he took out two carefully selected antiques to the young man, but after the young man sold them, he turned around and went in with the money. Owned a casino.

It's over, it's over, if the child doesn't learn well, the seedlings will grow crooked.

Mo Chen was so angry that his nose spit fire.