This slap made Hongxi dizzy. Before Hongxi could calm down, one after another people walked up. The same words, the same slap in the face, one person hit one.

I don't know what Lu Dao is for, but the person who was originally making a fuss and suddenly wanted to return the money suddenly quieted down. No one spoke in the whole theater garden. There was only a loud slap that rang out every two or three seconds.

Hongxi stood on the stage, did not resist at all, and let those people fight. It can be said that all this today has scared her out. It's true that she's arrogant, but after all, she hasn't experienced storms.

Everyone looked at the stage and stared at Hongxi. At this time, she realized that the taste of the original attention was not so pleasant.

The warlord walked up slowly, holding a glass of wine in his hand, and touched Hongxi's body lightly.

Hongxi didn't resist anymore, to be exact, she was so frightened by this scene that she didn't know how to resist.

The warlord looked at Hongxi with disdain: "Why didn't you beat me?" Are you going to fight? I'll touch you, how's that? "

Hongxi didn't say a word.

The more the warlord spoke, the more angry he became, glaring at him and sarcastically saying in extremely mean words: "Lao Tzu treats you with delicious food and drink, touches you twice, and you give me a mouthful." Now that one person is giving you a slap in the face, are you not serious? I'll do it for you here, do you dare to say anything? Phew! You ninth-rate people are cheap. Lao Tzu looks up to you and calls you a horn, in fact, to put it bluntly, aren't you just a stinky singer? What are you pretending to be here? "

When the warlord said this, he raised his hand and broke the glass of wine on Hong Xilian's face.

Hongxi's face had already been swollen, and when she was splashed with this glass of white wine, she immediately grinned in pain.

The warlord threw the cup on the ground and turned away. And the rest of the people followed.

When it all came to an end, it was already dark.

The Xijia class was originally lively and lively, but on this night it became sighing.

Hongxi stood on the stage, motionless for several hours, two old highs with swollen faces. Blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.

No one dared to talk to her. Even the old class master just left the food by her side from a distance, and then went back with a sigh.

In the middle of the night, Hongxi finally collapsed, her body tilted, and she fell to the ground. Then she began to cry loudly.

The tears flowed into the wound, and there was a burst of pain. Hongxi is painful and sad. This cry was crying until midnight.

And its white fox squatted in front of it, and there were tears in its eyes.

The next day, the head of the class opened the door and saw Hongxi sleeping on the stage. He sighed and walked over and pushed Hongxi: "Hey, don't sleep here, I'll catch a cold when I turn around, and my throat will be broken." "

However, when his hand touched Hongxi's body, he found that Hongxi was already cold.

The old class master was shocked, and more than sixty people jumped up and rushed to the stage in one step.

At this time, looking at Hongxi again, there was a big wound on his neck. It was clearly bitten by something. And Hongxi's white fox has disappeared since then.

Hearing this, I couldn't help but ask the white fox: "Hongxi was really bitten to death by you?" "

The white fox was grabbed by me and the thin man, and nodded: "I bit it to death." "

Wushuang originally sighed again and again when he heard this story, but at this time, he suddenly heard the white fox admit to biting Hongxi to death, and couldn't help but be furious, and shouted: "Hongxi is so good to you, you actually bite her to death?" "

The white fox bit his lip and shook his head: "I don't want to either, but what's the point of Hongxi being alive at this time?" She was such an arrogant person, and she was slapped in front of so many people. How can you survive? But she didn't dare to kill herself, she was afraid of pain, so she begged me to help her. "

The thin man couldn't help but interject and said, "You should persuade her, how good it is to live well." Why do you want to die? "

The white fox originally begged us to let it live, but when she heard the thin man say this, she suddenly became angry, and she said angrily: "How do you speak? Will she survive? I think she is more guilty of living than she is dead. "

Paper Zha Wu waved his hand: "Go on, what happened?" "

The white fox said: "After I bite Hongxi to death. Her soul was not reconciled. One circled around the stage, repeating a sentence over and over again: Am I not singing well? Am I singing badly? "

After the last, Hongxi said to the white fox: "Am I singing well?" "

The white fox nodded.

Hongxi asked again: "They wronged me, right?" "

The white fox still nodded.

Then, Hongxi actually possessed the white fox.

I was a little surprised and said, "What? Can a human spirit possess another animal? "

Paper Zawu said: "That's not possession, it's Hongxi feeding the white fox with his soul." Some animals are psychic, live to a certain age, and learn to absorb the souls of people to cultivate themselves. "

I suddenly realized: "No wonder many foxes in the story have become beautiful women to seduce men, it turns out that they are cultivating with human souls?" "

Paper Zha Wu nodded: "They use people's souls to cultivate, which will make the souls weaker and weaker, although they can't die for a while, they will slowly lose weight and get sick." "

Speaking of this, the white fox also nodded: "That's right, Hongxi is indeed feeding me with her soul." At first, I didn't know the way, but later, as I got older, I gradually understood. But Hongxi has raised me for so long, and the two of us eat and sleep together, and I feel that we have figured out each other's minds. Her soul stayed in my body as if it were her own. It's a pity that after a few decades, two ghosts came, saying that her yang shou had arrived, and they arrested her. "

Paper Zha Wu asked, "Since Hongxi has been captured by the ghost, why do you want to continue to harm people?" "

The white fox said: "It's not that I'm harming people, I'm fulfilling Hongxi's wish." Although her soul was captured, the resentment in her heart was still there, and these resentments were attached to the things she had used, the roads she had walked, and the houses she had stayed in. Right here, in this courtyard, and in the alley outside. I'm sure you've seen it when you came. "

A few of us nodded helplessly.

The white fox continued, "When Hongxi was captured, I already knew that the Dao was cultivated by using people's souls. Moreover, thanks to Hongxi's help, I have made a lot of progress in those years, and I have begun to take on a human form. When she left, I was itching again, so I went outside to find someone to catch her. Take their souls and continue to cultivate.

"I was originally just an ordinary white fox, and it can be said that the reason why I embarked on this path was all for Hongxi. I learned the art of fox charm without a teacher. Seduce the men passing by the alley, and then use their souls to cultivate. And when I was cultivating, Hongxi's resentments were always restless, and I could feel them. So, I arranged for the people I captured to listen to the play. I want them to admit that Hongxi's drama is good, and I want them to say that Hongxi's singing is good. "

I said silently, "Does it work?" "

The white fox glared at him: "Of course it works." Recently, I feel that Hongxi's resentment has gradually dissipated a lot. I believe that as long as she sings a few more scenes, Hongxi will be able to leave with peace of mind. "

Paper Zha Wu looked at the three of us, and suddenly said to the white fox with a pleasant face: "A few of us are listeners, how about you sing us another play?" "

The white fox nodded.

The three of us couldn't help but say, "What if it runs away?" "

Paper Zha Wu shook his head: "I believe in it." "

Paper Zawu's words seem to be full of confidence, and we can't say anything more. can only firmly guard the four sides of the stage and try to keep the white fox as much as possible.

The white fox slowly waited to go on stage. Suddenly, I felt like she was a different person.

Although there is no change in appearance and clothing. But her demeanor and movements suddenly became full of tone, and I couldn't help but praise in my heart: "It seems that this is the style of Hongxi back then." "

The white fox stood on the stage, imitating the red joy of the year.

As soon as he appeared, there were thousands of troops and horses, and they were lamenting on all sides. We were surrounded by this song, and we couldn't help but feel a faint sadness in our hearts.

The white fox on the stage suddenly changed his outfit, with long sleeves and good dancing, and was spinning in circles, and beside him, there was a majestic man. It's just that the man has a fox's head on his neck.

At this time, I realized that the white fox is no longer just singing, she has reached the point where she is who she is, and she is at her fingertips, vivid.

At this time, on one of her faces, she seemed to cry and laugh, like love and sadness, and then, she sang in a long voice: "The Han soldiers have been slighted, the Quartet Chu is singing, the king is exhausted, and the concubine is not alive." "

The man beside him howled like a wolf. Then, stretching out his arm, he hugged her by the waist.

The white fox's body was soft and boneless, and his back rested on the man's arm. The head drooped down, and Qingsi dragged it to the ground. And a snow-white neck is also undoubtedly revealed.

The man lowered his head and bit her neck. Then, bubbles of blood poured out, soaking her clothes all red.

We watched dumbfounded, staring at the stage in a daze. It wasn't until everything disappeared and the white fox stood on the stage again that we came back to our senses and couldn't help but applaud.

The white fox said to himself: "Is it good to sing?" "

Our enthusiastic response: "Nice to hear, nice to hear." "

The white fox looked sad: "After so many years, everyone who has heard it has said that it is good, why do you still refuse to dissipate your resentment?" "

At this time, Paper Zha Wu slowly walked up and said to the white fox: "Hongxi is dead, her soul has gone, and there is no resentment for her here." "

The white fox questioned: "Impossible, I obviously feel it"

Paper Zha Wu sighed: "The grievance here is not Hongxi's, but yours." It's just that you've been complaining about her. "