Chapter Eighty-Four: The Little Fox Smashes His Feet
Feng Yan looked at Wei Xingzhen.
He looked condescendingly at the little ghost in front of him, "It's a coincidence, and nothing else can be said." β
The expression on the child's face was even more smug, "Hmph, don't say it, do you know you're in big trouble!" β
"Oh? I would like to hear about it. β
"It's understandable that you don't know these things. This sword is an ancient thing, and it has been in the world for thousands of yearsβ"
Wei Xingzhen interrupted ruthlessly, "Who told you that." β
The child was so angry that he grabbed the stone on the side and threw it over, "Nobody told me, this is recorded in the inscription on Youdu Mountain!" There is a cold jade on the mountain of Youdu, and there are ancient and modern things burned, which can also be fake - and the immortal speaks, don't interrupt! β
Feng Yan lowered her eyes and smiled, "It's him who trespassed, please continue." β
The child coughed lightly, and his expression sank again, "My origin, the old man has already told you during the day." β
"Hmm."
He put his hands behind his back and raised his head like an old master, "Although this immortal has experienced three thousand years of vicissitudes, as the saying goes, a mountain is higher than a mountain, and I am not invincible in this world." β
Feng Yan sighed softly and said, "Then I don't know which Da Luo Immortal is fortunate enough to become the opponent of the Immortals." β
"It's the tablet you smashed todayβJi Zhen!"
Wei Xingzhen's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Isn't that your grandson?" Feng Yan asked.
The child snorted, "If he appears in front of me, this immortal will naturally have a way to make him kneel and call me grandpa!" This gentleman just relied on being born hundreds of years earlier than my master, and he actually took possession of all the world's chance treasures recorded in the literature on Youdu Mountain! I didn't have a single one left! β
"Born hundreds of years before you?" Feng Yan showed a puzzled expression, "Aren't you three thousand years old?" β
"That's right."
"In the afternoon, Uncle Zhang said that Ji Zhen was only nine hundred years old." Feng Yan tilted her head, "How could he be born hundreds of years earlier than you?" β
"Uh......" The child's expression suddenly froze, and he blinked, "Heh, it's not important! β
"And what about this friend next to me?" Feng Yan said with a smile, "He used to be called Ji Zhen." β
ββ¦β¦οΌβ The little fox demon wrinkled his brows, walked up to Wei Xingzhen, sniffed lightly, and then immediately showed a disgusted expression, "Ordinary man! You are worthy of being called Ji Zhen......"
"Shangxian, have you seen Ji Zhen?" Wei Xingzhen asked.
"This demon is extremely cunning, so this immortal has not found any trace of this person for the time being."
Wei Xingzhen laughed, "Since you have never seen him, how did the Immortal know that your chance treasures were all occupied by this demon?" β
"Of course I know!" The child rubbed his nose slightly, "There are only two thunder monuments on Youdu Mountain that record the name and life span of the demon fox, one is mine, and the other is Ji Zhen, and other birds and beasts can't leave the mountain - those treasures recorded on the stone inscriptions, in addition to Ji Zhen taking them, who else can there be?" β
"Then it doesn't sound like we're in trouble," Wei Xingzhen said softly, "All the opportunities of the immortals have been taken up by others, and it's obviously you who are in big trouble." β
The child was stunned for a moment, and clenched his fists in annoyance, "You, you - when the real Ji Zhen finds out that his Shenshang Sword is with you, you will not be far from dead!" β
"Lord Wei......" Feng Yan laughed, "What are you bullying children for-"
The big tail behind the little fox demon suddenly exploded, "How many times have I said that I'm not a child anymore!" The master is 3,000 years old, and you are endless! β
"I'm sorry," Feng Yan said softly, "You just said that the name and lifespan of the fox demon are recorded on the Thunder Monument?" β
"It's none of your business! Why do you ask this? β
"Ah, because I want to know what the name of the immortal is."
The little fox demon's expression flashed for a moment of hesitation, and then immediately said disdainfully, "You and other ants are also worthy of listening to my name?" Don't talk about it here, if you don't tell me how you got it, I'll eat you alive tonight, believe it or notβ"
Before the words fell, the restrained red rope on Feng Yan's body suddenly began to swim away.
She raised her hand slightly, and the red rope was like a living thing, obediently and obediently wrapped around her left arm.
"You-" The little fox demon stared at the scene in front of him in a daze, "What did you doββ! β
"Since the Immortal won't tell me the name," Feng Yan said softly, "then I only have one last question left......
The little fox demon faintly felt that something was starting to become wrong, but before he could react, a sense of oppression that he had never felt before was overwhelmingly rushed down.
He froze there, unable to move.
The little fox demon only felt fear in his heart, as if death was gently breathing in his ears.
- This woman actually broke free from his Chishui practice!
Could it be that all those respectful words just now were pretended!
Feng Yan knocked on the door of his head, and the originally three-foot-tall child suddenly turned into a fluffy little fox and fell to the ground.
Feng Yan grabbed his tail and lifted it upside down from his thick robe, and the little fox struggled desperately in the air on all fours, whining, whining, screaming.
"If you bark again, if you bark again, you'll pull your tail off." Feng Yan said softly.
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The little fox immediately shut up.
- Devil! This woman is the devil......
Wei Xingzhen also walked behind Feng Yan at this time.
"What did Ah Yan just want to ask him?"
Feng Yan grabbed the little fox's neck, and her voice was a little intimidating, "Some mountain people said that you would bless them tomorrow, right?" β
The little fox nodded like pounded garlic.
"What blessings have you given to the mountain people here?" Feng Yan said coldly, "Don't." To me. Lie. β
"I say! I say! The little fox kicked his legs, "I ...... I'll send them soybeans! β
"Soybeans?"
"If you soak in water for two days, the beans will turn into gold......" The little fox looked at Feng Yan, and tears were already in the corners of his eyes.
"At what cost?"
The little fox looked up blankly, "What price?" β
"Where does the gold come from?"
"I don't know......," the little fox burst into tears, "I slept all night with flowers, flowers, plants, stones, and wood, and when I woke up, the things in my arms turned into gold...... I'll first hatch the beans into golden beans, and then use illusion to turn them into ordinary soybeans and send them down, and ......"
"Oh." Feng Yan was a little surprised, "It's so powerful." β
The little fox cried: "Grandma, please let me go!! I shouldn't have bothered you!! I don't want the sword!! Ahh
"Lord Wei," Feng Yan turned around, "can you come and help me carry it?" β
Wei Xingzhen stepped forward, grabbed the two front feet of the little fox, and pointed its belly at Feng Yan.
Feng Yan took out a wooden bell from her sleeve and raised her hand to tie it around the little fox's neck.
The little fox struggled, "I don't want it, I don't want it!" What the hell! β
Feng Yan withdrew her hand and said softly, "Have you ever seen a plucked rooster?" β
ββ¦β¦οΌβ The little fox had tears in the corners of his eyes, and although he didn't understand why Feng Yan asked this, he still nodded.
"Kicking and screaming like this again," Feng Yan said in a low voice, "Pull out all your hair tonight and marinate it for one night, and tomorrow you will be in the pot." β
Little Fox: ???
"Whew-"