In the last book, it was said that the little fox Hu San, under the persuasion of Yang Congxun, finally went down to the hot bathtub and rolled twice.

However, when the little fox who had finished taking a bath couldn't wait to open the food box sent by the innkeeper on the table, he was shocked to find the chicken soup basin covered under the food box...... Gone!

Thanks to the little fox, he had sneaked into the inn room before he went into the water to take a bath, hid on the beam, and watched the chef throw one after another washed and peeled white chickens into the steaming soup pot, otherwise he would probably suspect that the stingy Xu Datou broke his promise and got fat, and he didn't do anything with the silver.

Listening to the little fox, this chicken soup stewed on top of the soup with a layer of clear, bright and fragrant clear oil, it is really a pot of fat juice, and it is so tempting.

The chickens have already been killed and stewed, and the swaggering Yang Congxun, who asked for the hot soup in the bathtub, is obviously the 'big head' who will treat Huidong later, why did he leak his chicken soup alone?

Besides, this kind of injustice sent to the door to make you slaughtered may not be able to meet twice a year, and it is not appropriate to snub it.

Obviously, the guy from the stewed chicken inn was sent into the room for courtesy, but there were uninvited guests who took advantage of Yang Congxun's mess in the back room to press Hu San into the bathtub, sneaked into the outer room, and put the chicken soup pot under the food box ...... The whole end is gone.

Ladies and gentlemen, do you think that with Hu San's temperament, he is willing to let go of this thief who stole chicken soup easily?

I saw Hu Sanren standing up, curling his claws in front of his chest, and pricking up his nose in the air: "The taste of chicken soup is so strong, that idea must not have gone far." ”

After that, the little fox jumped in front of the papier-mâché window grille, stretched out his paw to push open the window sash, and poked his head into the thick night outside the window: "Sniff...... Hey, this thief is holding a soup pot, and he still dares to go to the roof eaves? ”

I saw the little fox bow his head and groan slightly, and finally laughed: "This thief's way of stealing is very right for the third master, my spleen and stomach, look at this eaves and wall, it seems that there are a few brushes, but I don't know if there is fate to get acquainted with one or two." ”

Speaking of this, the little fox turned his head and smiled slyly at Yang Congxun, who was gearing up: "Brother Yang, I don't have to eat this stew today, but I don't know if you have this Yaxing to go out with my brother to enjoy the moon at night?" ”

After speaking, the little fox didn't wait for Yang Congxun to answer, first shrunk his head and bowed his waist, and then he became long and jumped out from between the open windows.

Seeing that the little fox was gossiping, and suddenly took action on his own, Yang Congxun couldn't help but stroke his palms and laughed: "Brother, you are really in a hurry...... Okay, let Yang follow him to meet this uninvited guest for a while. After that, he jumped through the window, followed the little fox, and went to the wall.

That night, Yang Congxun followed the little fox, jumped up and down on the low roofs of the Xu family's shack town, and after a few ups and downs, he left the town center with dense houses and came to a deserted and dilapidated land temple.

At this moment, the little fox who had been leading the way with a big red-haired tail in front suddenly turned around and pulled Yang Congxun's sleeve behind him, and then stretched out his other paw and pointed at the door of the Land Temple.

The latter immediately understood, and followed the little fox with bated breath to hide under an old pine tree with crooked branches by the side of the road, and then followed the little fox's outstretched paws to look into the distance...... I saw a group of about a dozen or so rats, all seven or eight inches long, standing up with their front paws and heads on plates containing loose chickens, ducks and fish, or holding an oil pot tightly with their mouths, tilting their heads sideways and gently dragging them on the ground.

However, the most gasps were the rats at the head of the front row of the strange rats: three of the largest rats were lying on the ground with their shoulders leaning on each other, and on their backs was a large porcelain bowl with a slight steam; In addition, there was a gray-haired rat that stood by one side without leaving an inch, and after a few steps straightened up, and with a pair of front paws lifted the large soup bowl that trembled on the back of the mouse......

Seeing this situation, the eyes of the little fox and Yang Congxun suddenly froze: Who is this sacred person who lives in the ruined temple, and has the ability to drive a group of rats to act as thieves for him?

After all the mouse-moving rat teams entered the Land Temple, Yang Congxun and Little Fox crept around, quietly touched the outside of the small temple, and put their ears on the two dilapidated temple doors.

At this time, I heard a faint voice from the small temple, as if he was pinching his throat to speak: "Da Taibao, who are you?" Hey, I didn't tell you to get some food to eat, just enough for us to make ends meet; How did you get so many things back? What if the owner was aware of this? ”

I only heard a rather noisy 'squeak chirp' from the small temple, like a group of thieves and rats answering the whispered old man who had spoken out before.

After a long while, the noisy 'squeak' gradually stopped, and then the old man who heard the soft voice opened his mouth again: "Da Taibao, do you mean that Xu Datou, who opened a hotel in this town, began to raise the stove and pot after the sun went down, and also washed and slaughtered more than a dozen good fat chickens in a row, so as to open a few good banquets?" And these foods are the leftovers of those people who you waited until night fell to pick up at the guest house and other places? This ......"

I only heard the old man in the temple groan slightly, and he was quite puzzled and said: "But it's a strange thing, that big head is a well-known stingy ghost, and now he has killed so many chickens in the town in one go, is this going to hold a hundred chicken banquet for anyone?" And this bowl of chicken soup ......"

At this moment, a gurgling sound suddenly sounded from outside the temple gate, and the old man laughed when he heard the sound: "I'll just say that you have done a bad job, boss, even if these plates contain leftovers from other people's eating, and that bowl of steaming chicken soup doesn't look like someone has enjoyed it...... Isn't it the hungry soup owner who is chasing after the soup now? ”

Speaking of this, the soft-voiced old man suddenly raised his voice by two tones: "The night wind outside is very cold, why don't you enter the temple and talk to the fire?" …… Ah Da, Ah Er, why don't you go find a burning candle to light the fire? ”

Seeing that his own hiding house was actually peeped at by the old man who drove the rat (the voice of the mystery outside the picture: it is obvious that you Hu San did not control his stomach!) Hu San's eyes rolled for a moment, and then he whispered in Yang Congxun's ear: "Brother Yang, in my opinion, you might as well see the opportunity (chicken) to act later!" ”

After saying that, the little fox turned his head and grinned at the temple gate: "What a soup thief, and he is familiar with people...... Anyway, your third grandfather and I'm in! ”