In the northern border of the rootless land, there is a vast Gobi, a village of 300 households, Tujia Village.

"It is rumored that among the fox clan, only the nine-tailed spirit fox clan can transform into a human form, and its thousand-year-old cultivation of one spirit, one spirit into a tail, and three tails can transform into a human form..."A white-bearded old man said with a smile.

"No, no, it takes three thousand years to transform into a human form, and I'm not a mummy, how can I live for so long!" Ren Kuo said anxiously while holding a young spirit fox that had just been born in his arms.

"Is that two thousand years okay?" asked the old man.

"Can this still be bargained?" Ren Kuo seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw.

"You can try..."The old man said with a blank face, stroking his snow-white beard.

"Two thousand years is too long, I can't afford to wait!" Ren Kuo immediately refused.

"A thousand years?" the old man continued.

"No!" Ren Kuo was overjoyed.

"And how long do you want to be?" asked the old man impatiently.

"I want it to turn into a human form now!" Ren Kuo said with a grin as he raised the spirit fox in his hand.

"Then wake up!" the old man gave him a resounding slap before disappearing.

"It turns out that I am dreaming again!" Ren Kuo covered his face and woke up in his sleep.

Ren Kuo let out a long sigh, "When will I have a nine-tailed spirit fox in human form?"

...

It was nearly evening, outside Tujia Village.

"Mountain artillery, stop!

The rugged boy in the lead shouted, followed by a group of teenagers dressed in coarse linen clothes, who were chasing a skinny boy.

Mountain Cannon is the nickname of this boy, he is Ren Kuo.

Ren Kuo was already out of breath and exhausted, but his face showed tenacity, indicating that he would not give up easily, and a few of the teenagers in the back group had already given up chasing because of physical exhaustion.

However, the lone lamb was chased by wolves, and its fate was sealed.

"Mountain cannon, it's okay, it's made a lot of progress, and I'm running faster than last time!" the leading young man panted and grabbed Ren Kuo's collar and said with a smile.

"Tumen, what do you want to do? It's been three months, is it a human thing?" Ren Kuo said angrily.

"You'll know then, brothers, greet him!" Tumen roared, gritting his teeth.

Tumen pushed Ren Kuo to the ground, and a group of teenagers who followed him punched and kicked him.

"Don't let us see you again tomorrow!, or we will catch up with you and fight!" After the fight, Tumen pointed to Ren Kuo, who was curled up on the ground, and warned him, and the moment he turned away with everyone, a sly smile appeared on his face.

Ren Kuo clasped his arms with both hands, his legs bent, curled up in a ball, his cloth clothes torn, and he was covered in dust.

"Tumen, bastard, why do you chase me when you see me, it's been like this since three months ago, I can't count how many times this is, God, when is it the head?"

Ren Kuo no longer curled up, but lay on his back on the ground, looking at the sky with rolling thunderclouds, and muttered.

Ren Kuo, about thirteen or fourteen years old, his face was covered with mud, his hair was scattered, and he was emaciated, but his face had a fortitude that was rare at this age.

Although he lived in Tujia Village, he was not born and raised in Tujia Village, but was snatched back from the wolves by Orion.

According to the hunters in the village, he was a baby when a pack of hungry wolves circled around him, and from time to time several wolves bit and roared at each other.

According to Orion's recollection, the baby was shriveled and black and thin, and the body odor was unpleasant, probably among the wolves, no wolf wanted to be the first to take a mouth, and at that time it was being discussed who would bite first, fortunately, no wolf wanted to be the first to take a mouth.

At this time, the wolves did not notice the slowly approaching hunters, and just as the wolves were about to decide the result, they only heard a loud roar, and the wolves instantly became confused, and the hunters took the opportunity to snatch the baby.

By the time the wolves had come to their senses, the hunters had already run away with the babies.

However, the wolves did not give up, the first wolf raised its head to the sky and roared, and the wolves then roared and chased after it until they reached Tujia Village, and then gave up.

However, the wolves did not leave, but first surrounded the village, raised their heads to the sky and howled at Tujia Village, and then crawled on the ground and did not leave for a whole night.

For the next few months, every day the wolves would circle around Tujia Village and then roar and crawl.

The villagers believed that the wolves were cursing Tujia Village, and although some demanded that the baby be returned to the wolves, most insisted that he should be kept.

After a while, the wolves dispersed, and the village was no longer besieged, but it was not far away, and at night the wolf howled in the moonlight.

Since then, the baby has remained in Tujia Village, but no one dares to adopt it alone, for fear that the wolves will really curse.

Because his swaddling clothes were embroidered with the word "Ren Kuo", the people in the village called him Ren Kuo.

Now, thirteen years have passed, although Ren Kuo has not fixed which family to raise, but he is eating "100 family meals".

In addition, the people in the village also prepared a house for him, although it was small and simple, but it was also a person with a house, and he was very content.

Years of living alone have made Ren Kuo have independence, composure, calmness and perseverance that his peers do not have.

Although these children in the village have often bullied him recently, they don't hold a grudge, he just wonders, they used to be okay with him in Tumen, why is this like this recently?

"Why are these bear children so ruthless today?" Ren Kuo staggered towards the entrance of the village.

"Ren Kuo, Tumen, are they bullying you again? Does it matter?" a middle-aged Orion asked with a smile when he saw him disgraced.

"It's okay, it's a joke!" Ren Kuo waved his hand and replied indifferently.

"It's winter soon, your aunt made you a sheepskin padded jacket and put it at your door, remember to put it away. The middle-aged hunter instructed with concern.

"Thank you, Auntie, I remember!" A warm current surged up, and Ren Kuo kept the villagers' kindness to him firmly in his heart.

Ren Kuo returned home, put away the sheepskin cotton clothes, it was almost evening, and the villagers also prepared dinner for him, although it was not good, but there was no shortage of three meals a day.

Ren Kuo, who grew up eating hundreds of meals, has not developed inertia because of the care of "clothes to open hands, food to open mouth".

Instead, they would go up the mountain every day to chop firewood, put it at the entrance of the village, and let the villagers take it, hoping to thank them for their kindness by doing what they could.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, the shadows of the trees are swaying, the thunderclouds during the day have dissipated, Ren Kuo sits in the yard and looks up at the starry sky, although living here is extremely comfortable and peaceful, but his heart is still full of curiosity about the outside world.

The vast Gobi Desert is full of too many unknowns, and I heard from the hunters that there are horned lizards, thorny tigers, flying wild boars, fire-breathing sparrows, and even cultivators who fly through the clouds and the sword.

The most important thing is that there is also a yearning and haunting nine-tailed spirit fox, thinking of this, Ren Kuo's restless heart is ready to move.

After a day of noisy, Ren Kuo yawned, and drowsiness hit, so he got up and went back to the house to fall asleep.

"Ahoo~"

As usual, in the dead of night, the head wolf stood on a hill in the moonlight, looking up to the sky and howling.

In the barren mountain cave, a white fox stood at the entrance of the cave, looking at the night sky, with some expectation in his eyes.

"It should be soon..."