Chapter 29: Returning the Favor
The white fox stubbornly stood up.
It staggered towards me.
It can't run.
But it has already made its choice.
It won't give up on her even if it dies.
I sighed.
I thought of Xia Heyi's past life, the young steward who ran away.
I don't know what he would do when faced with a threat to his life.
Therefore, I don't know if Hu Li's previous life, another white fox, is worth giving up hundreds of years of cultivation for him.
However, in this life, Hu Li is a human being.
She doesn't want to be with it, so I'm going to take her back.
Since it is alive and refuses to let go of Hu Li, what ......
I picked up my sword finger again, and slowly pointed it at the faltering white fox.
At this moment, Old Zhaba suddenly appeared in front of the white fox and blocked it behind him.
At this moment, Lao Zaba stood facing me, his rickety body, straight and straight, like a guard at the gate of the barracks.
He seemed to be shouting something at me, but it was too far away for me to hear.
The hand I was about to point at the white fox froze in mid-air. I'm afraid that the thunder will hurt old Zaba.
Just as I hesitated, the white fox crashed into the old Zaba.
Again, it came to me with determination, one step at a time.
The white fox has already walked forty or fifty meters, and the sky thunder is not very good at hurting the old Zaba.
However, my thunder still did not fall.
Seriously, I'm a little bit of a loser.
Judging from the moment when the white fox bumped into the old Zaba without hesitation just now, its nature was not bad, although it killed Xia Heyi.
It was at this time that something happened that I didn't expect.
Perhaps, because the white fox was injured, its control over Hu Li was not so strong, and Hu Li woke up.
She rushed over and blocked the white fox behind her.
She seemed to be yelling at me, but I still couldn't hear it.
My phone rang, and I saw that it was Hu Li.
I picked it up.
"You go back." Hu Li said.
I was stunned for a moment before I reacted.
"You're going to stay?"
"Hmm." Hu Li said.
"Why?" I asked.
Hu Li seemed to look back at the white fox and said:
"It reminds me of everything from my past life.
In my previous life, because of its careful care, I understood cultivation and had the opportunity to meet Heyi.
I want to repay it with this life.
In the next life, I can be with Heyi with peace of mind. ”
"You've decided?" I reminded, "In the next life, you'll forget all about it." It is also very likely that you will not have the opportunity to see Xia Heyi again. ”
On the other end of the phone, there was a sudden silence for a while.
Hu Li hesitated for a moment and said:
"I decided, or stayed. He Yi is dead. In this life, I am destined not to see him. I might as well use this life to repay its love. ”
Now that Hu Li has thought it through, I won't say anything more.
While it was still early, I hurriedly packed my things, went to Lhasa, and took a plane back to H City.
I hurt the mountain god that the people of Tuiwa revered in their village, and I think they don't welcome me anymore.
What I didn't expect was that after I returned to H City, I received a call from Hu Li again.
However, the person who called was not Hu Li, but Lao Zaba. He borrowed Hu Li's mobile phone.
On the phone, Lao Zaba explained to me that the white fox is really not a harmful monster. Before liberation, when he was a child, he was plagued by the head man near Tuiwa Village and fled to the snow-capped mountains. Just when he was about to freeze to death, it was the white fox who saved him.
Moreover, at that time, the white fox saved many people like him - who were plagued by the head man, couldn't survive, and fled to the snowy mountains. It's just that these people are almost dead, and they can't tell me about the merits of the white fox anymore.
After hanging up the phone with Lao Zaba, I was still a little confused.
It's not that I don't believe the words of old Zaba.
I don't understand why he made this call to me to explain these things to me?
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I continued to open my teahouse.
Hu Li's matter, I called her and explained it.
Her reaction was relatively cold, and she only said that she knew, and she would contact Hu Li herself.
When I was about to hang up the phone, I hesitated for a moment and said thank you to her. Xie She reposted my Weibo before, so that more people know about me and Tongbai Palace.
She said nothing.
On this day, a man in his thirties came to my teahouse.
The clothes this man wears are still quite expensive, but he is a little sloppy, wearing a pair of big sunglasses, with his hands in his trouser pockets, looking crazy and cool, Lao Tzu is the best in the world.
When he saw me, he said, "You are the one on Weibo...... What the...... The master of the Tongbai Palace? ”
I nodded and said, "Something?" ”
"What, hell is my old man. I see you're quite famous on Weibo. Well, come with me. Five thousand for you. ”
As he spoke, the man stretched out a palm, stretched out five fingers, and dangled it in front of me for a long time.
It seems like 5,000 dollars, what a great thing.
Seriously, 5,000 dollars is nothing to me now.
I'm not a picky eater, though.
5,000 is not a lot, and when I first arrived in H City, my monthly salary was only 3,000.
I packed up my magic weapons and followed the man to his house.
The man's home is not in the urban area of H City, but in a rural area on the outskirts of H City.
On the way, the man introduced himself and said that his name was Bao Xingcai, and his family had a hardware factory with assets of 10 million yuan, which was the richest in their village. Let me rest assured that his family is not short of my 5,000 yuan.
I smiled and didn't speak.
The car drove for more than an hour and arrived at his house.
His house is a small three-story western-style villa-style building. The front and back of the small western-style building are poured with cement floors.
When I entered his house, I met three people.
One is Bao Xingcai's father, Bao Chengye, sixty or seventy years old.
One is Bao Xingcai's sister, Bao Xiaolan, who is less than forty.
The last one is Bao Xingcai's brother-in-law, Huang Anping, who is in his early forties.
Bao Xiaolan accompanied Bao Chengye, grinning, and sat on the sofa in the center of the living room.
Huang Anping, on the other hand, looked cautious, resting half of his butt on the sofa next to the living room.
By this time, it was almost dark, and it was time to make dinner. The Bao family did not have a nanny, so Bao Xiaolan glanced at Huang Anping. Huang Anping stood up very interestingly, sneered, and went to the kitchen to cook.
When Huang Anping left, Bao Xiaolan glanced at me, pointed at Bao Xingcai, and said to Bao Chengye:
"Dad, I said it earlier, you give me the money, and I'll go and ask the master.
You don't listen!
You see he spent 50,000 yuan, who did he bring back? The hair hasn't grown yet, right, is it still a master? The 50,000 yuan must have made him gamble again. Pull someone back and fool you! ”
I was stunned for a moment. Fifty thousand? Isn't it five thousand?
Just when I was stunned, Bao Xingcai had already pointed at me and yelled at his sister.
"You know the! Do you know who this is? The palace master of Tongbai Palace! If you go to the Internet and see for yourself, the big star Xu Mengyan believes him! ”
"Editor! Let's make it up! You think I'm Dad! So easy to fool? If you talk nonsense, my dad will believe it! ”
Not to be outdone, Bao Xiaolan roared back.
Bao Xingcai rolled up his sleeves, and then shouted:
"Then what do you want! Others say that the daughter who marries out spills the water. It's good for you to stay at home every day and pester Dad. Don't think I don't know your mind, you're not just for Dad......"
"I'm not dead yet!"
Just when Bao Xingcai and Bao Xiaolan were arguing at their most lively, Bao Chengye finally couldn't help it and roared.