Fusang Immortal Mountain was formed when Pangu opened the world, and it is an immortal mountain at the intersection of the heavenly realm, the human realm and the demon world, and the Fusang White Fox clan has lived on this Fusang Immortal Mountain for generations. They listened to the ode to the fairy world, danced with the immortals, and cultivated into human form.

The Fuso White Fox clan all use mantissa numbers to symbolize their spiritual power. Two-tailed enlightenment, three-tailed psychic, four-tailed transformation, five-tailed six-sense, six-tailed longitudinal soul, seven-tailed exploration of heaven's will, eight-tailed near god, nine-tailed can enter the realm of no one, the nine-tailed white fox has always been the legend of the white fox family, no one can reach.

Although this clan is scarce, it is extremely beautiful and intelligent, and it is not affected by the power of chaos, and because the fairy world must not meddle in the affairs of the human world, otherwise it will damage its own cultivation, and the white fox clan has become a bridge between the fairy world and all creatures in the human world, shouldering the responsibility of purifying all creatures in Fusang Mountain, and maintaining the balance of the three worlds.

The heavenly realm once ordered the goddess to give the title of "Fox King", the supreme leader of the Bai tribe in Fusang 60,000 years ago, and since then, as long as the wooden plaque engraved with the name of the Bai people is hung on the thousand-year-old Fuso sacred tree, this title can be inherited from generation to generation. Then there is Taishang Laojun personally took off the demon bones for the Fusang White Fox Clan, and regenerated them with fairy bones to show the love of the heavenly realm for the Fusang Bai Clan, and since then the Fusang White Fox Clan has guarded this Fusang Mountain for generations, as well as all the creatures on the mountain.

At the same time, it is rumored that the Yuan Dan of the Fusang White Fox clan has extremely high wisdom and pure immortal power, if they can refine their Yuan Dan and take it, both humans and immortals can obtain at least a thousand years of spiritual power. There are not a few people who covet the Fusang White Fox Clan's Yuan Dan, and they are all afraid of the spiritual power of the fox king for generations, until four years ago, a catastrophe came, and the Fusang White Fox clan was killed, leaving only the only survivor Fusang Baisui escaped.

When the prince Bai Sui was dying, he was rescued by Xie Yao, a young doctor who went up the mountain to collect medicine, and he accidentally took the little fox's Fusang wooden card so that the little fox lost the qualification to inherit the fox king. In order to protect Fusang Mountain and inherit his father's position as the fox king, Bai Sui followed the guidance of the goddess and went down the mountain to find a life-saving benefactor, starting his journey of "human" life.

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The New Year is approaching, the snow is falling, the whole Chang'an City is shrouded in a white expanse, the streets seem to have become much quieter than usual, as the sun sets, the small street vendors in the east and west markets also close their stalls earlier than usual, as if they are waiting for the night to come.

However, a man and a horse broke the peace, neighed, and stopped steadily in front of the building, and a plaque was hung in front of the building. Shen Han jumped off the horse, stopped for a moment, and nodded: "It's good to catch up."

The lieutenant behind him hurried up. "I said General Shen, can't you slow down?" The adjutant wiped the sweat from his head and muttered in his heart, it seems that next time I have to instruct the little guy, I don't have to feed the general's horse too much on the return trip, this sweaty BMW really can't catch up......

Shen Han patted his subordinates on the shoulder: "Ah Lin, you go to the palace now to give the emperor a life." ”

Alin nodded: "Yes, yes, of course you have to go back to reinstate and receive the reward if you win the battle, no, I'll go to reincarnate, what about you, general?" ”

Shen Han narrowed his eyes: "I'm ......" Shen Han pointed at the Drunken Immortal Building with his chin.

Alin understood this time, the general's journey day and night was for today's monthly piano appreciation party of the drunken immortal building-shaped tobacco boy, and the general of his own family was even more fascinated by this smoke-shaped boy.

Even the emperor of the current dynasty knew about this, but this General Shen was a military wizard, only twenty-five years old, but he was able to lead a million-strong army to win battles repeatedly.

Although the imperial court had a lot of complaints about the private life of this young general Shen, it also hindered the weakening of the military generals of the current dynasty, and there was really no talent available except for him Shen Han, so he had to turn a blind eye and turn a blind eye.

"My General Shen, if the Holy Lord knows about your class teacher but doesn't return to your life, and those old guys in the cabinet don't know what they will say to you in front of the Holy Master, let's go back and resume your life first, shall we? This shape of the cigarette boy, will you come to see it again tomorrow? ”

Shen Han crossed his arms and thought for a while, "What you said makes sense. Alin finally breathed a sigh of relief, this breath was not finished, Shen Han said leisurely: "You just said that I am sick and need to recuperate at home, and I will go to face the saint tomorrow." ”

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Before Alin could speak, General Shen had already strode into the building, still holding a bamboo tube wrapped in sheepskin.

Sweaty BMW snorted, Alin looked at the horse beside him and sighed, and slapped his thigh: "How do I explain to the saint......"

"Drunken Immortal Building" is the most famous green building in Chang'an City, but it looks very low-key from the outside, and it has been integrated with the tranquility of Chang'an City at this time.

However, the moment you walk into the Drunken Immortal Tower, you can understand what it means to have a paradise on earth. Because of the charcoal fire, the building seems to be the spring of the revival of everything, and the glazed tile roof and painted painting walls are also embellished with famous paintings of the time.

"Where did these peerless paintings come from?"

"Some of them were made by the old men who came to the Drunken Immortal Building, and some of them were asked for at a high price."

"For whom?"

"Needless to say, it was naturally given to the boy in the building."

"Then why is it hanging on the wall?"

"Childe said, these paintings were put on the shelf and wasted, and they were given to the proprietress who, without saying a word, hung them all on the wall."

"This son is really generous, I think this random painting is hard to find!"

"Why does the son lack this money?"

If you came to the drunken fairy building a year ago, it was not like this, until a year ago there was a person called "the shape of the smoke boy" in the building, no one knows where this person came, every time people asked, the proprietress of the drunken fairy building always smiled and said, "It is the immortal who came down to my drunken fairy building."

"Childe, Mom said that the guests are almost here, please change your clothes" The boy with a drooping hair in a red shirt stood in front of the door and knocked on the door gently, holding the proprietress in his hand the new tailor-made dress for the cigarette boy, the red silk was like a flame, and the gold-painted embroidered peony was almost about to bloom.

The fabric swept through his palm as cool as running water, and Hong'er thought to himself, this must be a dress made of high-end fabric that he had never seen before, and he might not be able to wear it in his life.

"Come in......" Bai Sui's lazy voice came from the room for a while.

The young man's shirt was already a little embarrassed, Hong'er pulled his sleeve to cover the whip marks on his arm, and then gently pushed the door open.

A strong aroma of wine couldn't wait to come out, and the smell of wine in his pocket made the drooping young man take half a step back, and he fixed his body before crossing the threshold. How much alcohol was drunk...... Hong'er muttered in her heart.

The shape of the cigarette boy is famous for drinking in the building and a thousand cups are not drunk, if you change someone else does not know how to be punished by the boss, but this shape of the cigarette boy, I don't know how to get the permission of the boss, even if the room is full of alcohol during the day, he has not said half a word.

Hong'er walked around the wine jars all over the floor and took two more steps to see inside the house.

The person in the room was half-leaning on the chaise longue, the white gauze was half-open, a warm white jade was resting on the slender collarbone, and a pair of misty danfeng peach blossom eyes were half-closed.

Although it was not the first time Hong'er had seen this scene, she still felt that her eyes were about to be sucked into this person. The person in front of him is like a warm white jade, casually wrapped in a white veil, and the slightly drunk cheeks are like jade, as long as you look at it, you can't take your eyes off it.

"Good wine!" Bai Sui finally put down the wine jar in his hand, slowly sat up straight, a pair of peach blossom eyes bent into a crescent moon, and his tongue lingered on his lips, as if he was still reminiscing about the aroma of wine just now, but his eyes had already fallen on this young man.

"Huh?" Bai Sui lifted his chin slightly.

Hong'er finally came back to her senses, realized her gaffe, blushed in shame, lowered her head and raised her arms, and sent the gorgeous clothes to the person in front of her.

"Mom said that the guests are almost here, please change your clothes."

Bai Sui took the clothes from the young man's hand and put them down again. The young man looked up and saw the beauty in front of him and frowned: "It's too gorgeous." ”

The boy was a little flustered and stammered: "Mom...... Confess, let ...... Childe puts on ...... Childe, please, ......".

Bai Sui stood up, put on the white coat on the chaise longue, tilted his head and asked, "Hong'er, don't I look good like this?" ”

The young man raised his head when he heard the voice, the long black hair of the beauty in front of him fell to his waist like a waterfall, a pair of curved eyes seemed to have stars in them, and the thin and upturned lips outlined a beautiful arc.

"Good...... It's good-looking, it's not just good-looking, it's just a fairy descending to earth! ”

After speaking, the young man blushed and lowered his head again, "But my mother told me that I must wear this ...... to my son." The boy's voice became smaller and smaller, so small that he couldn't hear it anymore.

Bai Sui laughed, his eyes bent even more, he took the gorgeous clothes in the young man's hand, wrapped the young man in front of him into it, and made a thought: "Hmm...... I think red is more suitable for this color! ”

Hong'er's eyes widened and she looked at the beauty in front of her.

"There's hibiscus ointment in the mahogany box on my desk, and it's a waste of scars on such a beautiful arm."

When the young man came to his senses, he saw that the smoke-shaped boy had already put on a red peony red shirt, a hosta curled up his long black hair, held the guqin, and walked out with Shi Shiran.

It's like a phoenix bathed in fire, Hong'er thought to herself.

The drunken immortal building, which was still noisy just now, suddenly quieted down, and at this time, everyone's eyes were attracted by one person, and the warbler Yanyan in the drunken immortal building seemed to have become redundant at this time.

Bai Sui walked slowly onto the high platform, the guqin fell to the ground, and a man dressed in red sat on the ground, flowing in one go.

"It's so beautiful!" "Immortals!" "Beauty!" The old men and young masters sitting under the high platform applauded one after another, welcoming today's protagonists.

The proprietress of the Drunken Immortal Building silently calculated in her heart how much silver she could get today, and nodded with satisfaction.

In contrast to the brocade and satin guests, two unusual guests sat in an inconspicuous corner, the older one dressed in a black plain robe, his eyes covered in black veil, and a wooden sign that had been worn to the pulp. The young one stood up respectfully and stood to the side.

The young man bowed and said, "Master, I'm going to see Sister Han." ”

The man in black nodded slightly: "Go ahead." ”

The young man hesitated for a moment and said, "Master, you ......"

Before the boy could finish speaking, the man in black waved his hand, and the boy leaned over and walked to the backyard in a playful manner. The man's gaze refocused on the high platform through the black veil, and he didn't know if he could see it.

Bai Sui on the high platform waved his hand, and a cart of "Drunken Immortal Drink" was carried up, and the princes and nobles in the audience immediately became agitated.

Bai Sui bent his eyebrows, gently tapped the guqin with a folding fan and said: "The old rule, no matter the silk and bamboo wind music, whoever can be with me today's song, this wine is my invitation!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the audience immediately boiled and clenched the instrumental music at hand.

"Let's start the song in a sign key today" The corners of Bai Sui's mouth rose, his slender fingers had already pressed on the strings of the guqin, and his ten fingers were full of autumn water, and the sound of the piano slowly poured out from the tips of his fingers.

"There are arbors in the south, and you can't think about it. Han has a wandering girl, unthinkable. The breadth of the Han is incomprehensible, and the eternality of the river is incomprehensible. The wrong salary is wrong, and the words are clear. The son of Yu Gui, said that his words were ...... "his lips trembled slightly, like a melodious turn, and after the song was finished, his fingers gently hooked the strings to end the song."

Bai Sui looked up, and as he expected, everyone was still immersed in his music. Bai Sui fold the fan and tapped the guqin, and said, "Is anyone here willing to give it a try?" ”

When the words fell, the princes and nobles in the audience pulled back to reality from the lingering sounds, all of them frowned, and they fell silent. Only the man in black in the corner gently tugged at the corners of his mouth.

"Sounds good!" Shen Han roared out with a loud voice. It immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Isn't this General Shen? I didn't expect General Shen to not only be able to fight, but also to play music? Song Qi, the eldest son of the household servant at the adjacent table, deliberately laughed.

"I don't understand the rhythm of music, but the shape of the smoke male bullet is good, am I Shen Han wrong!" Shen Han stood up and said confidently, but Song Qi was so blocked that he couldn't speak. He also knew that even if he was the son of the household servant, the emperor's favorite general would not be offended. No one in this Manchu Dynasty military general dared not go back to the emperor immediately, but he Shen Han dared.

Everyone knows why Shen Han came, and Bai Sui couldn't be clearer, as long as this person is not out to fight, he has never been absent from his piano appreciation party, and the gifts have never been broken. Shen Han even proposed to redeem himself for the Shape Smoke Boy, to everyone's surprise, the Shape Smoke Boy not only did not agree, but since then he has avoided him, but this did not make Shen Han retreat, but there was a tendency to become more and more frustrated.

If it is an ordinary person who stalks and only wants to have fun, Bai Sui can deal with it easily, and the person he is most afraid of is the person who is dedicated and persistent.

Bai Sui coughed lightly, swept his eyes across the stage, and asked again, "Has anyone tried it?" ”

"Give it a try!" The person who came was the third son of the Ministry of Rites - Su Yu, known as the piano idiot! If Su Yu claims to be the second pianist in Banggi, no one dares to call himself the first.

"Please!" Bai Sui is already familiar with this frequent visitor to the piano appreciation party.

The two sat down, stroked the piano with four hands, and the piano blended.

Everyone was impressed by the sound of the piano at this moment, and Su Yu, who was worthy of being known as a piano idiot, had already made a song in this short period of time.

However, like a lump of ink dripping from a landscape painting, a piercing rhythm jumps out. The sound of the piano came to an abrupt end. Su Yu suddenly raised her head and looked at Bai Sui in disbelief.

Bai Sui also stopped the fluctuation of the strings in his hand, and still maintained the smile on his face: "Does Su Gongzi want to continue?" ”

Su Yu shook his head ashamedly: "Su Yu is not good at learning, and he spoiled the song of the smoker, ashamed and ......ashamed" Su Yu returned to his desk with the scorn in his hand.

Bai Sui also stopped talking, held his cheeks and opened a jar of wine, and held it to his mouth with one hand, the wine overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and the slender and long stream was like a stream along the neck and collarbone, and finally flowed into the shirt and wet the placket. The eyes of the guests in the audience were almost red, but they couldn't think of any way to crack it.

This sound and this person are only because there is one in the sky, and it is rare to hear it in the world.