a school of fox talk

Yin Hanting said lightly: "Lin Zhi asked you to talk less." Trying to put Xiaocao in his heart, it seemed that it was not as difficult as he imagined.

Bai Po stared, his body stiffened and he didn't dare to move.

"Sorry for hurting you..." Yin Hanting went up to touch his forehead again, and hugged him tightly.

Bai Po closed his eyes, unable to tell if he was nervous or afraid, Yin Hanting patted him on the back, trying to break him out of helplessness.

Bai Po knew that, in fact, he was still a little scared. After a while, he suddenly thought of something, so he asked, "Let me see your hand."

"Look." Yin Hanting sighed and stretched out his hand. He could see that Xiaocao did his best last night, but with his body's healing speed, such a puncture wound would heal in just one night. Now his palm and The tiger tooth marks embedded on the back of the hand are still there, exactly four by count.

Bai Po took a look and knew that he had wasted all his energy yesterday, so he lowered his head in silence.

"If you want to bite again..." Yin Hanting only finished his sentence halfway, because he really didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only put the white scorpion back under the bed, cover the quilt, and got up to cover the illuminated night pearl. Go up, then lie on the side of the bed and say: "Close your eyes first."

Hearing this, Bai Po closed his eyes obediently, but after a while, Yin Hanting didn't move at all, he could only open them wonderingly and asked, "Why are you closing your eyes?"

"sleep."

Bai Po was not reconciled, and then asked: "What about your illness? If there is a war, will you still have an attack?"

Yin Hanting raised his eyebrows, and said coldly: "Won't you sleep if you don't ask?"

Bai Ke hummed lightly.

Yin Hanting had no choice but to sit up again and unbuttoned his clothes expressionlessly, removed the spell used to cover up and said: "The last time is not complete yet."

It was a clear moonlit night outside the window, and Yin Hanting's cold, hard and thin face was covered with a layer of gentle temperature at this time. When the spell was removed, the skin on his neck and chest changed back to the appearance covered with delicate scales, dense and dense. Hazy turquoise color.

"This is..." Bai Po struggled to sit up, but Yin Hanting hurriedly pressed his shoulders and said, "Don't move."

Bai Po looked at him in astonishment, he thought that Yin Hanting's illness had been cured long ago, how could he know...

Yin Hanting stuffed his hands into the quilt again, folded his clothes and lay down, "Close your eyes, I'll tell you tomorrow."

Bai Po's lips moved, and after a while, he had to close his eyes again, his thoughts churning—the green scales on Yin Hanting's body, the elixir he once gave Yin Hanting to cure his illness...

Yin Hanting turned sideways with his arms resting on his pillow, and looked at him quietly through the moonlight. Finally, there was only the sound of shallow breathing in the room. Then he straightened up again and left with light steps. The battle report sent by Beihai has not been finished yet...

In the middle of the night, Lanxuan was quiet, with the occasional rustling sound of coral trees swaying outside, a black figure flashed by the window sill, and then, the conch shell fell to the ground with a soft sound.

Bai Po suddenly opened his eyes, turned his head to look and said, "I knew you would come."

The black figure was taken aback immediately, and his real face gradually appeared under the moonlight. He had exactly the same appearance as Bai Po, except that the hair color of the visitor was darker than the night in the East China Sea, like an inkstone drawn from an inkstone. of ink.

Chongyan moved his eyes to the bed, except for the chaotic night yesterday, it was the first time he saw the human appearance of a fox that was said to be able to apparate. Although the face of the person lying on the bed was covered with gauze, the general outline could be seen to be very similar to him. Like, it seems that the rumors are true, he secretly suppressed the suspicion in his heart, curled the corners of his mouth, and said in a hypocritical way: "I heard that you were seriously injured, so I came here to take a look."

Bai Po struggled to prop up his body, with a sneering smile on his lips, he said, "Thank you, but it seems a bit late, then I'm going to rest, are you leaving?"

Chong Yan's smiling expression froze, his eyes stared at Bai Po for a while, and he asked straight to the point after a long while: "You know how to change shape?"

It seems that Chongyan didn't intend to mention the incident of being almost scratched by him last night, and Bai Po was noncommittal.

"Aren't all the little foxes in Qingqiu Mountain the same as you? They are very courageous."

"almost."

"Then I misread it." Chongyan put away that little thin smile, turned around and closed the window, turned and walked straight into the house, "Since you know why I'm here, then make a condition."

Bai Po had been watching for a while since Chongyan jumped into the window, and tentatively said, "It's not just that I can change shape."

"You don't have to worry about that."

"It's also important to do human skin business, so I'll call you out." Bai Ke looked indifferent on the surface, but in his heart he vaguely sketched out an extremely terrifying guess, and his body felt cold for a while.

Chongyan's eyes fell on his cheeks wrapped in white gauze, he hesitated in his heart, he felt that something was not right, but he still said: "If you wait for me until now, you are saying that we still have something to discuss. room?"

"Discussion? Isn't it you who are begging me?"

Chongyan was stunned when he heard the words, and it took him a long time to calm down and said: "Your face is so injured that you can change your shape?"

"Yes."

"Well, what do you want?"

Their "negotiation" went smoothly, at least in Bai Po's opinion. In the early morning of the same day, Bai Po got a part of the "deposit" paid in advance by Chongyan—his sachet, of course, including the pills inside.He accidentally found his sachet in the corner of Yin Hanting's study last night, but there were a lot of accidents at that time, and he temporarily turned his attention to the other two people who were in the dispute. Physical condition, I'm afraid it's impossible to pick it up quietly by yourself.

So he asked Chongyan to steal the sachet from Long Jun's study, and this was just the first step.

Bai Po stayed on the bed for three days, and Yin Hanting would come over to coax him to sleep every night. The wound on his face didn't hurt much anymore, but his chest still felt oppressive and uncomfortable.

Just like the calm and cold pool in Lanxuan's backyard, Lan Yu said it was warm in winter and cool in summer, so when the climate in the East China Sea was a bit cold, it really ushered in a sense of warmth. However, he was used to the cold water temperature, and finally understand why the fish cannot survive here.

He is really going to leave, this is an excellent opportunity, Chongyan takes his place in the East China Sea, this will give him enough time to escape.Secondly, there can also be an explanation from the Fox Clan.Three times can be regarded as temporarily fulfilling Yin Hanting's infatuation with Chongyan.

As for Chongyan's current dilemma...

When he ran out of the East China Sea and changed his face again, who would know that he was "Chongyan"?

These days, Bai Po has thought about many things, about the past, about Yin Hanting's old illness, but more about Chongyan, Chongyan dared to go beyond Yin Hanting and make a condition with him alone, which is more proof of Chongyan's affirmation There is a way to change the appearance, not to mention, he did not believe that Chong Yan really had the same face as him.

In the same way, let's make a further guess, Chongyan met Yin Hanting before him, and changed his appearance, what is the purpose?Why did you finally give up the affection that Long Jun had at your fingertips?Furthermore, Chongyan can naturally think of the escape methods he can think of, so why does Chongyan insist on exchanging identities with him?

Bai Po vaguely listed an answer in his mind, but this did not hinder the implementation of his plan.

Trapping Chongyan in the palace first, this is the second step.

Yin Hanting sat by the bed, watched him toss and turn on the bed and couldn't fall asleep, and said helplessly, "I'm going to the front line tomorrow morning." He thought Xiaocao would sleep obediently when he said that, but who knew that the person on the bed suddenly froze and said: "So fast?"

"What?" Yin Hanting didn't hear clearly, and leaned down, the hair that was originally bundled up with a crown fell on the lips of the person below him, Bai Jian felt a little itchy, scratched and said: "I said, why are you so fast?" .”

Yin Hanting looked down at him, but said nothing.

Bai Ke avoided his sight, sat up again after pondering for a moment, as if he had made up his mind and said, "I have something for you." He got out of bed while talking, and slipped on his shoes. The light in the room had already dimmed, he groped his way to the vanity mirror, took out the mahogany box that he had hesitantly touched countless times during the day, and said: "This, but you can't open it now."

Yin Hanting followed him, feeling a little strange and asked, "Can't you see clearly?"

Bai Po was taken aback for a moment, then hesitated.

Yin Hanting glanced at him under the moonlight, then took the peachwood box, which was no bigger than the palm of his hand, and asked lightly, "When can I open it?"

Bai Po tilted his head and thought for a while, "Well...after you win the battle."

Yin Hanting raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said: "Okay." After finishing speaking, he put the peach wood box in his arms, got up and carried the person whose face was as pale as if he had lost too much blood back to the bed.

Xiaocao's complexion seemed to be worse than two days ago, Yin Hanting made up his mind to ask Lin Zhi to come and have a look tomorrow morning.

Bai Po kicked off his shoes, wrapped himself in the quilt, and asked cautiously, "Then why don't you leave now?"

"Huh?" Yin Hanting was planning to put on his clothes and lie down on the bed, just like two days ago, but he was slightly taken aback when he heard this, "Chasing me?"

Bai Ke buried his face in the pillow.

"Okay." Yin Hanting sat up again, smoothed out the wrinkles on the hem of his clothes and said, "Wait for me to come back."

When he returns, the East China Sea and the North Sea will return to calm, the swords and soldiers will be put aside, and the moonlight flowers that have drawn out their bones will be swaying. Everything will have a new beginning from the first moment.

Bai Po didn't say a word, and buried his face in the quilt. The time passed so quickly that he was caught off guard and dared not let Yin Hanting see his expression again. Their encounter was always so short, and finally it was time to say goodbye again.

The first time was so sweet, the second time was so painful.

However, some pain may be understandable, but it does not mean forgiveness. He cannot forgive Yin Hanting's attachment to Chongyan, just like Yin Hanting cannot forgive Chongyan's betrayal, even though Chongyan still has half of his shadow on his body...

That's why he feels so sad, so wronged, and no amount of warmth may be able to smooth it over.

The peaceful night fell again, and Bai Po suddenly thought of Chang Xuan who planned to make fish for him in different ways the next day, Chang Wei who wished to stay in his room all the time, and I heard that he had a bad appetite Sapphire who came here specially to peel shrimp for him.

They were the only warmth he felt in Donghai, and he would never see them again.

At dawn, the weather was a bit chilly, and the blue waves in the sky were as white as a fish maw. The chariot of Lord Long to go to the front line had been waiting at the gate of the palace for a long time, and the guards were all ready to go. Sapphire stood aside respectfully, Even the wild white shark lowers its head quietly and tightens its tail.

Yin Hanting was dressed in black clothes, and his slender figure stood in front of the wide palace gate, and he was also waiting.

After a while, a chariot pulled by several shrimp soldiers also slowly drove out from under the wall around the corner.

Chongyan sat on the small car, and only lifted the curtain to glance at the person who was standing in front of him with a blank face to greet him.

The curtain of the car was closed again soon, Yin Hanting didn't care, and said to the people in the chariot lightly: "Give the things I gave you to the Emperor of Heaven, he will not make things difficult for you."

"Ah."

"You don't have to worry about Wushan, he won't dare to pester you when I free my hand."

"Ah."

"You..." Yin Hanting's voice paused, as if hesitating, but finally he made up his mind and finished speaking: "From now on, stay with the Emperor of Heaven with peace of mind."

"Okay..." The voice of the people in the chariot slightly fluctuated.

Yin Hanting was silent for a moment, then said, "Let's go." Then he got into his own chariot without looking back.

Bai Po watched his figure finally disappear from the gap in the car curtain, and said in a low voice, "Goodbye."

The two chariots drew two waterlines, one after the other, but their trajectories did not intertwine and finally headed in the same direction.

The white shark carrying the Dragon King's chariot has been swimming forward vigorously, while the one with the white shark is looking for the light on the zenith of the East China Sea to float upwards. When the sky in the sea breaks through, it will be another different sky.

Bai Po took a deep breath of the air of the East China Sea, and the chariot jumped out of the water amidst the whirling waves, and in the distance was the junction of the sea and the sky.

The shrimp soldiers lifted the curtain of the car and said respectfully: "Shangxian, the sedan chair from Tiangong has been waiting on the shore for a long time."

Bai Po came out from the chariot. He was wearing a light-colored long gown, and his hair was tied up with hosta hairpins. Although his face was a little pale, there was not a single blemish on his cheeks. The horrific scar up to the jaw seemed to be completely covered by something, except for the faint scent of medicine, there was no trace of it.

He nodded to the shrimp soldiers, and lightly jumped onto the beach. Although his body was still a little weak and his body was injured, he had already taken the antidote in the sachet these days, and he could still recover as long as he rested well. of.