The Pretty Fox and the Lone Wolf

The difference in the size of the two demons who have returned to their original form is too great.

Fang Yousheng always likes to take advantage of this advantage to use his thick fore paw to rub Lu Geshi. Anyway, even if Lu Geshi bites, it will not hurt or itch. Compared with this little price, one palm can rub the little fox. The sense of satisfaction over and over is irreplaceable by anything.

The pervert-wolf Fang Yousheng also likes to stick out his tongue to fur the little fox—it is Tian Mao, when his tongue came up, Lu Geshi felt that his whole head was about to be eaten by him!

The little fox was very resistant to this kind of interaction where he had no power to fight back. After a morning of quarreling with Fang Yousheng, he resolutely changed back into a human form.

Fang Yousheng was rarely lazy, and let Lu Geshi lie on his back and blow into the wolf's ears. He turned into a human form when he heard the soldiers approaching outside, and pulled the little fox under the blanket behind him.

First, a doctor came to change Fang Yousheng's medicine, and another soldier came to chat with him a few words that Lu Gezhi didn't quite understand. The only thing he understood seemed to be that they were about to leave for Beijing.

The soldier said: "It's just that the few soldiers who explored the way have not returned yet, the way ahead... I'm afraid there are still ambushes."

Fang Yousheng nodded: "These resentful monsters have a certain sense of autonomy and are artificially raised here. If you encounter one with weak force, try to capture it alive."

"This subordinate understands. However, what the villain means is that your injury..."

Fang Yousheng raised his hand to signal him to keep silent: "I'm fine. I can leave tomorrow."

The soldiers looked at Fang Yousheng's messy upper body, and hesitated to speak.

Fang Yousheng cleared his throat, afraid that this person would say something that he didn't want Lu Geshi to hear, so he waved his hand and said, "Get back."

But Lu Geshi had seen Fang Yousheng's injuries when he came here yesterday. He poked his head out from under the blanket and asked, "Are you really all right?"

"One more day of rest today, that's enough." Fang Yousheng turned around and looked down at Lu Geshi, "Is the bell still on?" "Yes."

Lu Geshi sat up and placed his white and tender feet on Fang Yousheng's lap: "Here."

Fang Yousheng resisted the urge to lean over and take a bite.He stretched out his hand to pick up the golden bell. After a while, the beads inside the bell suddenly jumped, and the sound of collision was different from the muffled sound before, and became much clearer and more pleasant.

Lu Geshi opened his lips slightly in surprise——gradually, dust-like golden particles floated out of the bell, flowed into Fang Yousheng's fingertips, and flowed all the way to his dantian along his golden meridians.

Lu Ge was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized what the bead in the bell was: "Fang, Fang Yousheng! This is your demon bead?!"

Fang Yousheng let out an understatement "Yes", but Lu Geshi froze. He didn't dare to interrupt Fang Yousheng's movements, so he put his hands on the man's knees, leaned over and said, "Why do you tie the demon beads together?" Here I am! Don't tell me! What if I lose him?"

"I can't help it. If it's in my body, I won't be able to hide the smell when I get angry. It was hidden in the mansion before, but later..."

Fang Yousheng withdrew his hand after regaining some of the lost strength, and the bead dimmed again, quietly tied around Lu Geshi's ankle.

He continued: "I just want to give it to you. If you encounter any accidents in the future, this bead can save your second life."

Lu Ge's eyes turned red: "What are you talking about, then you only have half life left?"

"I was originally..."

Didn't intend to live long.

Fang Yousheng almost said that the disaster came out of his mouth, after all, he still wanted to be with the little fox for a long time.

"I am strong and strong. Even if I am seriously injured, I can survive until I come to you. It will not be too late to get the beads back." Fang Yousheng said, "So don't keep running around like this time, and be obedient. to be found by me."

Lu Gezhi moved his toes and said softly, "I don't dare to run anymore."

Fang Yousheng squeezed the glutinous rice ball-like thumb: "Then don't run, the feet need to be this soft to be cute."

"I ran too much when I came here, and it's already calloused." Lu Geshi raised the soles of his feet a little, revealing the pink soles, "I felt a little hard when I touched them this morning." Fang Yousheng swallowed Drooling, secretly cursing a few words at the dirty self, then pressing Lu Geshi's feet back into the blanket with a serious face: "Understood, be careful of catching a cold."

During the two days after reuniting with Fang Yousheng, Lu Geshi almost quarreled with this old wolf. Seeing Fang Yousheng scolding his subordinates, he remembered that this wolf demon is also a famous master.

He hid in Fang Yousheng's pocket, blocked by the thick robe; listening to Fang Yousheng on horseback giving orders, a secret and small pride suddenly appeared in his heart, with a little shyness—as if hiding in the bushes and singing The birds sing softly and briskly about their special status in Fang Yousheng's heart. They are embarrassed to tell the world, but they can't help but want to tell the world.

Marching until late at night, in order to shorten the time spent on the road as much as possible, the group no longer set up tents, but only set up campfires.Fang Yousheng deliberately sat at the place closest to the bonfire, for fear that Lu Geshi would catch cold at night.

Fang Yousheng did not allow his subordinates to drink alcohol during the march, and a few soldiers who had the right to speak sat around Fang Yousheng, replacing wine with tea, chatting noisily—the topics these people talked about were not elegant, they were either martial arts competitions or The woman, and the resentful monster I met earlier.

"It's strange, have you noticed that the resentful monsters in this area are all cats, foxes, rabbits and deer." One of the soldiers said, "Where do these monsters come from in this wilderness?"

"Didn't the boss say it all, someone raised it here specially! It has ulterior motives!"

"That's even more wrong! If you want to raise a resentment monster, you can't raise any wolves, dogs, etc.? That rabbit monster is still very strong. You said that once the fox becomes a resentment monster, even the only beautiful The appearance is gone! Why do you want to raise him!"

Lu Geshi bit Fang Yousheng's chest and abdomen through his underwear.Fang Yousheng patted the restless little fox lightly, and said to the others: "Foxes are agile and intelligent, so they are naturally worth raising. But... this person is indeed weird."

In fact, Fang Yousheng already had a vague suspicion in his heart, but he couldn't express it here.

These officers and men also quickly bypassed the topic and went around. A few elders also like to gossip about other people's private affairs. At one time they said that this person was going to marry a wife and have children when he returned, and at another time they said that the person he liked was Qing. The young man in Quelou stole a lot of silver and went to redeem others.

"Hey, Master Fang, don't you have someone you like?" One person asked boldly, "I heard that your house... has a small guest?"

Fang Yousheng glanced at him, knowing that they had no bad intentions, and was happy to make Lu Geshi in his pocket happy, so he admitted openly: "It is indeed my beloved."

He doesn't plan to reveal more.When they heard Fang Yousheng admit his sweetheart for the first time, they all booed excitedly.Fang Yousheng only waved his hands, telling them not to make too much noise.

The mountains were undulating in the black night, and the wind and sand in this area was not as strong as the place where the camp was set up before, but it made the night more silent.As the chatter and laughter subsided, it seemed that there was only the "crackling" sound of the charcoal fire burning around.

After all, Fang Yousheng hadn't recovered yet, so he half leaned on the dry tree trunk and fell asleep.Although the patrolling soldiers were not lazy, the surroundings were pitch black, and human eyesight was not enough to support them to see farther.No one noticed that on the nearest hillside behind Fang Yousheng, there were more than a dozen pairs of dark eyes staring at him.

And the smell of foxes coming from his arms.

[The author has something to say:

I wrote a small theater about Tian Mao, and I will update it on Weibo and fan groups at the same time.

Jiumi/3 will spare time this week to make up the number of words]