"This star is still for the poor innocent princess. If it weren't for her, I'd just give you bits and pieces. Holland picked up a fresh cup of mint tea, which was still hot and with wisps of light smoke wafting from it.

He took a deep breath of the tea fragrance, which invigorated people's spirits.

The fox masked man didn't expect this to be the result, and he was even more dissatisfied with Holland's action of ignoring him and focusing on drinking tea, but he still asked, "What's wrong?" ”

After eating the steamed buns, Xiaoxi wiped her hands and stood up and paced, and said with a smile: "I'll tell you a story too." ”

At the beginning, the little white fox, who was also descending the mountain, accidentally stepped on the trap and cried out in pain. Fearing that the sound would attract other animals, it immediately suppressed its cries of pain.

But it was still heard by the hunter who released the trap, and he walked over in search of the sound.

The hunter saw the little snow-white fox all around, so cute in the grass.

The little fox, which heard the footsteps, twitched its ears, and glared at the hunter with wary eyes, as if to say goodbye, bite you.

It turned out to be a spiritual fox, and the hunter had heard the old man in the village say that he could not hunt and kill spiritual animals. He walked over with a smile and crouched down to untie the trap.

But his smile was in the eyes of the little fox, a pride in catching something good.

The little fox was so nervous that he didn't know what to do when the hunter approached, and he bit the hunter's outstretched finger in fright.

The hunter snorted in pain, and said in as soft a tone as he could, "Don't be afraid, I'm here to let you go." Now I'm going to open this, and you're going to loosen it. ”

The little fox whimpered, then loosened his mouth and licked the wound with his little tongue. and whined quietly, as if apologizing, and the small appearance made people pity.

The hunter opened the trap and examined its claws, the fur on them was stained with blood, "It's okay, it's just broken some skin, no bones, I'll help you bandage it and you'll be fine." ”

After saying that, the hunter found some herbs nearby, broke them, put them on the little fox's paws, and wrapped them in large leaves. "Okay, that's fine, but you can't touch the water for 5 days, you can go."

The little fox rubbed at the hunter's feet, and then turned around and left.

For the next few days, there was always some fresh fruit wrapped in large leaves in front of the hunter's house.

His neighbor, a scholar, made fun of him and said that he was taken by a spirit, but he just laughed and said nothing.

The hunters went up to the mountains to hunt as usual. One day he heard the familiar whining sound again, and he walked over to see that the little fox was stuck in the stone crevice by the river.

"Why are you here? Well, it's almost recovered. The hunter stepped forward and took it out and examined the injured paw.

The little fox lay in his arms, pointed at the river with his front paws, and whined.

"Is there anything in the river?" The hunter looked down at the river, and there were only flowing water stones and the occasional fish. He asked, "Do you want to eat fish?" ”

The little fox immediately nodded happily.

Eagerness and laughter could be seen in the eyes of the little fox, and the hunter felt that it was too spiritual. Gently placing it on the river, he picked up a branch from the woods next to it and sharpened it with the dagger he carried with him.

He stood by the river and watched for a while, and then with a strong hand, the branch swished like an arrow off the string, and at once he forked a large fish.

The little fox didn't expect the hunter to be so good, he was simply fast and ruthless.

The hunter put the fish in front of the little fox, thinking that he would eat it too, and continued to the river to spear the fish. In just a short time, he forked five big fish.

The little fox did not immediately eat the fish given to him by the hunter, but looked at the hunter intently, and saw that he forked one big fish after another, and learned to applaud desperately from humans.

"Thanks for the compliment, don't you eat it?"

The little fox thought that he had been rescued for the second time, and he had to find a way to repay the favors he owed. It pushed the big fish in front of it to the hunter's feet and whined to give it back to him.

The hunter could not understand what it said, so he tentatively asked, "Do you want to eat it cooked?" ”

When the little fox was in the mountains, he had eaten cooked fish, and when he heard the hunter's words, the familiar taste immediately came to mind. It didn't hold back, its eyes narrowed, and a suspicious liquid flowed from the corners of its mouth.

Seeing its greed, the hunter did not say a word, but cleaned up the fish by the river and washed it with river water. He picked up some dead branches in the woods and started a fire, dressed the fish with the branches sharpened with a dagger, and put them next to the fire and began to roast them.

I took out the salt from the bag I carried with me and sprinkled it on the grilled fish, considering that the little fox also had to eat it, so I didn't put too much.

After a while, the fragrant fish was baked, and he took a fish and put it on the big leaf in front of the little fox, "Be careful of scalding." ”

In this way, in the sound of running water by the river, the hunter and the little fox ate all the fish.

Ever since he had eaten the hunter's grilled fish, the little fox had always been by his side when he was going up the mountain. The little fox will lead the hunter to find the ripe fresh fruit, and will also help him catch the escaped prey.

For this reason, the hunter rewarded him with a lot of grilled fish, and often made different flavors for him to eat.

Seeing that winter was coming, the hunter was worried that the little fox would not survive the winter in the mountains, so he proposed, "It's almost winter, do you want to go home with me?" It's going to be a little warmer. ”

The little fox rolled his eyes, turned and ran towards the woods.

Seeing its departing figure, the hunter laughed self-deprecatingly, "It belongs to the mountains and forests, and it will not belong to anyone." ”

After disposing of the fire by the river, the hunter stood up and prepared to leave, only to see the little fox returning with a large bag of leaves.

It pushed the thing at the hunter's feet, and the hunter looked at the thing on the ground and asked, "This is for me?" ”

The little fox nodded, and opened the leaves, which contained something like mushrooms and dried fruits.

"Is this what you're going to eat for the winter?" The hunter was a little sad when he saw the contents inside, and the little fox had to eat two big fish for every meal to be full. How can you live if you only eat this little thing in winter?

The little fox didn't know what the hunter was thinking, but kept pushing things over to him.

"Okay, I'll put it away." The hunter reluctantly accepted it, and thought that he must come to the woods to see it in the winter, and not let it go hungry.

Picking up something on the ground, the hunter turned away on his slender legs, and he walked very fast.

The little fox followed behind, and when he found that he could not catch up, he whined loudly.

The hunter immediately turned his head, took three steps and made two steps back, picked it up, and looked closely. "What's wrong? Hurt again? Where does it hurt? ”

Xiao Xi paused as he said this, and cautiously glanced in the direction of the masked man.

The masked man was listening attentively, and when he saw her stop, he wanted to know what was going on, so he urged, "Go on." ”

"Okay." Xiao Xi continued to tell the story, but the masked man didn't notice that Tofu and Mo Nan were missing.