ugly moth

The little fox looked at the little monk behind him, then at the old abbot, and asked in an old-fashioned way: "Will the little monk keep picking fruits for me to eat? If he is willing to share the fruits with me, I will stay."

The old abbot laughed loudly: "Hahahaha... the little fox is really a thief, what if one day Gui Yuan can't walk anymore and can no longer pick fruits for you?"

"Hmm..." The little fox flicked his tail, his ears drooped slightly, thinking about this question very seriously, "Then let me pick fruit for the little monk, do the little monk eat fruit?"

The little fox was very worried. He ate Gui Yuan's fruit on weekdays, and Gui Yuan himself ate human food. He was worried that he would not be able to feed Gui Yuan.

The old abbot stroked the little fox's hairy head: "What a good boy, do you mean you are willing to stay?"

"Since the little monk will not be able to walk or eat fruit one day, then I will stay and take care of him reluctantly." The little fox raised his head and his ears were pricked up.

Gui Yuan hugged the little fox, pressed it in his arms and slapped fiercely: "Hahahaha, the little fox can stay!"

The little fox turned over in Gui Yuan's arms, and obediently let Gui Yuan touch the fur on his body.

The old abbot patted Gui Yuan on the shoulder and said, "Okay, take your little fox out to play, don't run too far."

"Okay, thank you Master!" Gui Yuan smiled and picked up the furry fox and ran out.

In the afternoon, the weather was hot and there were few pilgrims. Guiyuan took a lazy hide and took the little fox to the other side of the mountain. There was a stream over there, which was the coolest place in the mountain.

"Little fox, the river is cool, you can't go down, you'll be in trouble if you catch a cold." Gui Yuan told the little fox over and over again.

The little fox raised a paw and put it on Gui Yuan's hand: "You know, I've seen that river before, but I won't run into it."

When he reached the river, Gui Yuan took off his monk's robe and jumped into the river, had a good bath, and then lay down on the big rock by the river to play a game of paws with the little fox.

Gui Yuan stretched out his left hand to the paw, and the little fox also raised his left paw and patted each other alternately, but the little fox lost every time.

"Left, right, left, right, left, left..." Gui Yuan shouted and suddenly changed from left to left, and the little fox slapped the wrong paw.

"Ahhh, you're playing tricks again!" The little fox squatted on the bank angrily, raising its paws to threaten.

Gui Yuan laughed loudly, stretched out his hand to hold the white paw of the little fox and shook it: "Oh, little fox, why can't you always remember it? If you say it twice, it will be changed to left, right, left, right."

The little fox was so angry that his ears were pressed down: "You mean I'm stupid!"

"No, no, how dare you." Seeing that the little fox was showing signs of anger, Gui Yuan quickly picked up the little fox and shook it, "Be good, be good, I didn't mean to laugh at you."

"Liar, you obviously laughed." The little fox raised his paws and pushed Gui Yuan's face, but did not stretch out the sharp claws.

The soft flesh pad pressed against Gui Yuan's face, which was very comfortable, and the little fox fell into the water with a thud when he let go of his hand without noticing it.

"Little fox—" Gui Yuan exclaimed, and was about to go to fish it, only to see the little fox transformed into a human form with a bang the moment it entered the water, about five or six years old, sitting in the water blankly.

The little fox raised his hand, looked at himself and then at Gui Yuan who was standing there, pursed his mouth, and cried out with a wow: "Wow - little monk, you bullied me -"

"No, no," Gui Yuan panicked, and hurriedly knelt down to coax him, "Don't cry, don't cry, I didn't do it on purpose, does it hurt? Little fox?"

"Wow——" the little fox didn't listen to him at all, and kept crying.

Gui Yuan scratched his head anxiously, and said all the good things around the little fox, but he couldn't coax him well, so he could only use his trump card in the end: "Little fox, don't cry, the little monk will take you to pick fruits and eat them, okay?"

Hearing the cries of the little fox picking fruit became softer, but he still cried.

Seeing the effect, Gui Yuan continued to work hard: "Just the tree you fell from before, if you don't pick it now, it will have to wait for the next year."

In fact, Gui Yuan lied to Fei Mo. That green plum tree never sheds its flowers in four seasons, and produces new fruits every day, just like a divine tree.

Fei Mo heard that Gui Yuan was willing to pick fruit for him, so she stopped crying and asked, sobbing: "Really, really? Is it the sour fruit?"

"That's the one." Gui Yuan wiped away the tears from Fei Mo's face, and helped him up, "Come on, let's go ashore first and get dressed."

Clothes were only an inner garment, obscene trousers, long trousers, and a monk's robe. Gui Yuan gestured to the figures of the two of them, and gave the trousers and inner garment to Fei Mo, while he wore obscene trousers and a monk's robe.

The extremely short obscene trousers paired with the long monk robe looked very inappropriate.

Gui Yuan tied Fei Mo's clothes and patted his head: "Let's go, let's go pick the fruit."

At the beginning, Gui Yuan was the Fei Moth that he picked up under the ever-blossoming green plum tree. At that time, Fei Moth was still a skinny little fox. After being fed for a while, the whole fox became round.

But after turning into a human form, it still looks dry.

"You're right, little fox, you're really not fat." Gui Yuan held Fei Mo's hand and said as he walked.

Fei Mo puffed out her small chest: "That's natural, none of us foxes will get fat."