The little fox who was holding back the bad was in the mountains behind the spring at the moment, drooping his little head and feeling aggrieved. He misses his grandfather who protected him for no reason, his father and mother who doted on him, and the attendants who always revolved around him. Even his brothers and sisters who don't always play with him, he misses him so much.

The little fox twitched his nose and thought carefully, no matter what, he had to leave this nasty stinky master. It's just that before leaving, he needs to think about what to leave with the black-hearted round-faced fat girl.

In the quiet of the night, the cold moon hangs high in the sky. Sleeping in the blur of ink in the inner room, I felt something soft crawling on my body, legs, and hands. She stretched her hand out of the quilt in a daze, and it took a moment for her heavy eyelids to look away. It was this dim moonlight glance that almost scared her three souls out of her shell.

Then a scream pierced the night sky, and several birds sleeping outside the house startled down the branches. Xianmo bounced off the bed as if she had installed a machine spring, shook her hands, patted her body, jumped her feet, and shouted in a trembling voice: "Auntie! Aunt! ”

Aunt Zhuran in the outer room was awakened by her, and replied: "It's coming, what's wrong with Xianjun?" Rubbing her sleepy eyes, she hurriedly carried the night pearl into the inner room, but at this look, her hairs stood on end, and the cold rose from her heart. On the bed and under the bed are crawling dark insects and wriggling fluorescent silkworms. And Xianmo was barefoot and stuck far away in the corner.

If it is in the daytime, Xianmo is not afraid of these long insects and silkworms. She grew up in the back mountains and silkworm houses, and she didn't know how much she played with it in her hands. It's just that she was frightened by the cold in her sleep, and almost killed her.

After coming back to his senses for a long time, Xian Mo gritted his teeth and said, "It must have been the dead fox who caused it, so I went to tie him up." He rushed out with his sleeves in both hands.

Aunt Zhu Ran stretched out her hand and grabbed her, "Xianjun, it's late at night at the moment, let's talk about it tomorrow." Besides, no one saw that it was him, didn't he? ”

Xianmo's momentum did not decrease, and he said angrily: "It's not him, who else." ”

"There is a saying in the mortal world to catch thieves and catch dirty, only based on speculation, how can the immortal monarch conclude that it is him?"

Xianmo pouted to retort.

Aunt Zhuran didn't give her a chance to argue, and continued softly: "Of course, this matter does seem to be done by Xiao Xianjun, but Xianjun had better inquire about him tomorrow." Otherwise, it will be noisy at night, but it will not be good to disturb the Immortal Venerable. Xianjun might as well go to the outer couch to sleep first, what is the best thing to talk about tomorrow? ”

At the mention of Master, Xianmo was a little deflated. Thinking of the thick Watson Sutra, she held her breath and said fiercely: "I listen to my aunt." ”

But the initial sound of Xianmo's broken sound, not to mention the moon god, but the other immortals in the door were also disturbed. However, late at night, since there was no sound later, they all thought that they were still immortals who talked about the rules, and they all smiled and chose to explore again tomorrow.

The little fox who hid in the tree outside the house and listened to the sound covered his little belly and laughed silently for a long time, thinking with satisfaction, it was not in vain that the little master had worked hard to catch insects for several hours. Leave early tomorrow and let the black heart round face smoke at the empty house.

Who knew that the little fox's excitement, and then quietly rushed back to the room from the back window, there was no sleep, and only when the sky was slightly torn out of the red line, it could not fall asleep.

At noon, he was awakened by Aunt Jingru's voice: "Three Immortal Monarchs are looking for Little Immortal Monarch?" He leaped up and burst out of the back window. Fortunately, he didn't hide the window last night, but fortunately he ran fast enough, otherwise he would have been blocked by the unruly black-hearted round face.

The reason why Xianmo came so late was because he didn't sleep in the middle of the night last night. She was coaxed by Aunt Zhuye to collapse outside, thinking about how to punish the little fox over and over again, and she barely fell asleep until the sky was bright. The first thing I did when I woke up was to catch the little fox, and I couldn't even enjoy the porridge that Aunt Zhuran had prepared, her favorite porridge.

When Aunt Jingru saw the black face of the fine ink, she knew that the person who came was not good. Last night's sound also woke her up, and she pretended to block in front of Xianmo, raising her voice to greet Xianmo. After Xian Mo frowned and bypassed her and broke into the little fox's inner room without following the rules, the little fox was no longer in the room.

Aunt Jingru followed up and looked at the messy empty bed and said with a smile: "Xiao Xianjun left the Xihe courtyard early in the morning, and the three Xianjun sat down first, maybe he will come back in a while?" ”

Xian Mopi said with a smile: "Since the little junior brother is not here, I will go to look for it." Now that he is making trouble again, Master will not punish my aunt, but I will suffer. Does my aunt know where the little brother has gone? ”

"Xiao Xianjun didn't mention it."

In the end, Xianmo is young, and although her identity is there, she can't reprimand and take care of her aunt like she reprimands a little fairy. only held back his temperament and said: "Auntie also looks at the little junior brother more, don't let him always mess around." ”

As an aunt who takes care of her, she was accused of poor control by the half-grown Three Immortals, and Aunt Jingru can only be embarrassed.

The slender ink came out of the western courtyard, thinking that the winged double gate was so big, if the little fox really wanted to hide, it would be really difficult to find his whereabouts. After thinking about it, she turned around and went to Uncle Jiuling, who was supposed to rest in the courtyard at the moment. Uncle Jiuling is said to have advanced means, otherwise with his lazy nature, it is estimated that he would have been kicked out of Yiyuan Hall by the second senior brother; Again, Uncle Jiuling only loves the things in the cup, and he is much more foolish than those who love to inquire about the good immortals.

It's just unfortunate that along the way, Xianmo met a number of kind immortals, all of whom said with concern: "Xiao Mo'er, was you shocked last night?" ”

I was almost scared to death by the little fox, and I was embarrassed to say it. While he didn't pause, he drooped his head and replied, "Well, it's a nightmare." ”

"But you can't get your mind down during the day?"

Xian Mo only shook his head and walked away quickly, not wanting to look at the playful smiles on the faces of the Heshan Immortals. In my heart, the dying fox wanted you to look good, and scolded several times.

Today, I suddenly felt that the road to Uncle Jiuling's courtyard was particularly long, and I walked for a long time before I saw his courtyard gate. Xian Mo raised his spirit and shouted crisply: "Uncle Jiuling! Without waiting for a response from inside, he pushed the door and entered.

In the courtyard, Uncle Jiuling was squinting on the recliner, and there were several wine jugs scattered on the stone table and the ground beside him.

Xianmo approached Uncle Jiuling, leaned over and shouted, "Uncle? Uncle? ”

"Hmm." Uncle Jiuling responded vaguely, obviously still having a hangover.

"Uncle, teach me a way to track it?" Xianmo found the round stool closest to the uncle and sat down.

"What does the little girl want to do?" Uncle Jiuling still squinted his eyes before replying.

Xian Mo pouted and sighed: "Master has now handed over the little junior brother to me to discipline, and if he causes trouble, I will be punished." But the little fox couldn't slip his hands, and disappeared without a trace. I can't see the shadow, how to discipline. ”

Uncle Jiuling finally half-opened his small eyes, and said with a smile on the corner of his lips: "Your master's trick is a trick, killing two birds with one stone." ”

Slim Ink: "......"

Uncle Jiuling looked at the void from afar, pretended to be a teaching, and said, "It's not difficult to find out your junior brother, you just need to cultivate with your heart, and after accumulating a certain amount of cultivation, you can use your divine sense to detect the surrounding things." The higher the cultivation, the wider the scope of exploration. ”

Xian Mo said in a somewhat coquettish tone: "Cultivation is hundreds of thousands of years, and by the time I can find the little fox with my divine sense, it is estimated that I have been punished to death by the master." Uncle, are there any magic weapons or anything like that, or an easier immortal method? ”

Uncle Jiuling reprimanded angrily: "No, your master is good for you, don't waste his thoughts." ”

Xianmo pouted: "Master is basically embarrassing me." ”

Uncle Jiuling laughed so hard that there were only two slits left in his already small eyes, and said: "Don't embarrass you anymore, as far as your little fairy child is not as good as your cultivation, outside, does he dare to call you his personal disciple?" ”

Xian Mo muttered, "He never wanted to be my master, I was just what he lost from Emperor Ziwei, and it was his shame." As she grew older, she gradually understood why she called the master ten sentences, and often could only get a perfunctory response from the master, but she didn't care about it. She has her own little plans, and the master doesn't like her, and he doesn't want to teach her, so she is happy not to have to do penance.

Uncle Jiuling thought about the long sigh when the moon god had to accept the fine ink as a disciple, and he didn't feel it. But he said seriously: "Then you should cultivate harder, catch up with your master in cultivation, and let him take you as a glory in the future." ”

Xianmo let out a long whining voice: "More than Master? Unless I was born 1.8 million years earlier. ”

Uncle Nine laughed.

Xian Mo licked his face and said, "I, in fact, I just want to be a forgotten existence in the Wing Shuangmen like Uncle Jiuling, free and comfortable." ”

Uncle Jiuling sighed: "Your master is so pitiful, he was forced to accept apprentices, and he received such a little girl like you who loves to steal and play tricks." ”

Xian Mo approached Uncle Jiuling's recliner, shook his arm and said coquettishly: "Uncle, teach me a simple tracking method, I don't want to be punished by the master." ”

Uncle Jiuling couldn't stand being shaken by the little girl, pumped his arms, raised his voice and grinned: "No, it's the right way to cultivate quickly, don't think of some tricks that don't go into the stream all day long." ”

Xian Mo smiled slyly, "Senior Sister's Peach Blossom Spring, I know where to hide." ”

Among the winged double doors, the peach blossom spring brewed by the master sister is the best. It's just that the senior sister is entangled in internal affairs, and there are not many peach blossoms every year. Uncle Jiuling tried his best, but he could only find a few pots, for him who loves wine, it is like a drop in the bucket, and he is often a cat's claw.

Hearing Xianmo's words, Uncle Jiuling's small eyes flashed, and he said, "The little girl is cunning." It's rare that your little girl is a little clever, and the uncle suddenly remembered that there is a homing technique, which may be suitable for you. ”

Xian Momei nodded with a smile, "Mm-hmm." ”

Retribution is not complicated. Creatures in the world, such as bodies, hair, and other things, are all closely related to the main body of living beings. Returning to the Origin strengthens this connection, and according to its ability to recognize the Lord, it can find the creature it is looking for.

Slim Ink has a natural comprehension of spells, and after only two or three hours, he is already proficient in using them. After pulling out a few of her uncle's hairs and successfully tried, she had her usual smile on her round face, and ran away happily with her fat legs, regardless of the uncle behind her who touched his scalp and chattered in distress.

It's just that at this time, she didn't need any tracking methods at all, and with the hissing sound in the air, she raised her eyes and saw the little fox rolling with the white crane.