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I am a fox, and I have been practicing in the depths of Guangcai Ridge with my mother since I was a child. My mother said that before I can transform into a human form, I must not be seen by the Taoist priest, because the fox's inner dan can replenish the Yuan Qi transformed by the Taoist's true qi.

Maybe I'm really stupid enough, until my mother survives life and death, I don't have the ability to transform into a human.

That night, just when I was sad because I missed my mother, a Taoist priest suddenly broke into the cave.

I was scared that this Taoist priest had a huge magic sword stuck in his back. The cultivation of Taoist priests in the realm of Yuan Qi is related to the sword, and the heavier the magic sword, the higher the cultivation.

I wanted to escape, but the Taoist priest found me as soon as I entered the cave, and I didn't dare to move.

It was raining heavily, and lightning and thunder were thundering one after another, which made my already frightened heart even more uneasy. I gave the fire to the Taoist priest and quietly shrank in the corner.

Wait quietly, wait for life or death.

If he wants to kill me, it's just a matter of a thought. If he doesn't want to kill me, he'll be gone when the wind and rain stop.

But the Taoist priest did not kill me or leave, but stayed in the cave.

At first, I thought about escaping, but I don't know why, every time I could only walk ten miles, and then I would come back again in a circle for some reason.

It's like a ghost hitting a wall.

It wasn't until a long, long time later that I realized that what I encountered was not a ghost hitting the wall, but a ghost obsessed with the mind, and that I was moved by the Taoist priest.

It's only to blame that this Taoist priest is too good-looking, and there is a reassuring feeling on his body.

Taoist priests recite the Taoist Zang every day, and my favorite thing to listen to is his reading of Zhuangzi's getaway: There is a fish in the northern underworld, and its name is Kun. Kun is so big that I don't know how many thousands of miles. Turned into a bird, its name is Peng......

There are four seasons in a year, and in the season when the spring flowers bloom and miss the sea, the Taoist priest does not read the Taoist treasure, but only reads poetry and songs. These poems are beautiful, and most of them are related to love.

"Youlan dew, like crying eyes, nothing is concentric, and fireworks are unbearable."

"Ten miles of Pinghu is full of frost, and every inch of green silk is sad. Look at the moon-shaped single look at each other, only envy the mandarin duck and not the immortal. ”

"Thousands of years of Beidou, Yao Palace is cold and bitter, not as good as a fairy couple, a hundred years of rivers and lakes."

……

Although the Taoist priest's recitation of the Taoist treasure can speed up my practice, I would rather listen to him read poetry.

When he reads poetry, his eyes will glow, he will sigh and cry, and the Taoist priest at this time is always charming.

I always couldn't help but look at him secretly, but because I was too greedy and fascinated by it, I was often discovered by him.

After years passed, I began to sleep boldly by his side. Afraid that he would dislike the fishy smell of the fox, he went to take a bath every day.

We gradually got acquainted, and the Taoist priest began to worry about my inability to transform into a human being, and every day when he went to bed, he would say again: "Fox, fox, almost adult!" ”

I knew that he wanted to use the power of human words and spirits to help me break through the realm of cultivation, but I was too stupid.

Not only was I stupid and inattentive, but sometimes I even felt that if he hadn't come, I might have turned into a human being. It's because I put too much thought into him every day that my cultivation can't rise.

The Taoist priest died at the end of the Southern Song Dynasty, and until he died, I don't know why he gave up Hongchen to die alone in the mountains.

On the day the Taoist priest died, there were countless thunderstorms in the sky, and heavy rain fell for seven days. I was so scared that I thought it was a thunderstorm coming, and my mother said that the fox was going to cross the catastrophe.

Later, I slowly realized that that day was indeed my thunderstorm, and that I should have died on that day.

It was a Taoist priest who used his dead soul to help me with the first calamity of my life.

I don't know how many years have passed, I finally turned into a human form, beautiful for him, but he can no longer see me.

He waited for me all his life, and I paid him back for eight hundred years.

Ye Zhiqiu came to Guangcailing.

The first time I saw him, I recognized the soul mark left by the Taoist priest.

Reincarnated for 800 years, he can't remember about us. On the day of the candlelight in the cave, I wanted to tell him our story, but I was not spared by the coming thunderstorm.

If he comes to his senses, won't it be another sad and sad thing?

Therefore, until I died in his arms, I did not tell him about his previous life.

It's just that I am as white as frost in this life, and I have no regrets or regrets.

……

"Master, why hasn't he woken up yet?" Feng Wu's voice was a little hoarse, probably too tired.

"Who knows, this cause and effect has been involved for more than 800 years, and they should be calculating marriage debts. But you, isn't it time to go to bed? The old woman said.

"I'm not sleepy, I'm going to watch him wake up. You see he's weeping again, and I'm going to wipe him from his tears. ”

Feng Wu wiped my cheeks with a silk handkerchief, and I felt her gentle movements.

Feel?

The five senses began to recover, as if waking up from a dream, and then all the sensations of skin appeared on the body. The feeling grew stronger and stronger, and finally I finally opened my eyes.

"Ah, you're awake." Feng Wu let out a scream and quickly covered her mouth.

"Hmm." I nodded a little weakly. There was a slight pain in my chest, and I struggled to see that the fox mark was gone.

I was a little stunned and closed my eyes and looked back at what had happened in my dream. In the dream, I have two perspectives and two identities, one is a Taoist priest and the other is a fox.

For a long time, I smiled and was satisfied.

"That'...... Are you Sister Rushuang, or Zhiqiu? Feng Wu asked me.

"Zhiqiu." I remember what her master said, she said that it must be me who wakes up, not Bai Rushuang, because women are more affectionate than men.

"Forehead......" Feng Wu's expression was a little complicated.

Now, as she said, it's me who wakes up instead of white as frost, and I'm a little sad, just a little bit. Because I know she's awake too, right on me.

It has been half a month since my soul was severely damaged by Chu Renmei, and a shocking change has taken place in Nanzhou City in this half month.

The Ma family broke out into a full-scale conflict with the Yin Alliance because of the matter of Chu Renmei. A large number of Buddhist believers gathered from reality and the Internet to go to the headquarters of the Yin People Alliance to sit and demonstrate, and recite the Diamond Sutra together.

The most affected are the yin people who raise ghosts, followed by the horse immortals. The little ghosts and ghosts were all overtaken by the Buddha's thoughts, and the Ma brother who came out of the horse fairy was directly abandoned by the immortal family, and his cultivation came to naught.

The Ma family has a lot of influence, and in the matter of moving Chu Renmei, the national security supernatural department itself has played a certain disgraceful role, so they have not been able to make a strong intervention.

Chu Renmei used his status as a disciple of the Living Buddha, coupled with the financial support of the Ma family, to publicize the rampant Yin people among the believers of the Buddhist family, and described the Yin people in Nanzhou City as villains in the Yin and Yang worlds.

All of a sudden, countless Buddhist masters went to Nanzhou, and the Yin Alliance was deeply in an extremely passive situation, and even the vigorous supernatural competition had to be temporarily suspended.

"Why is this happening? Chu Renmei was not injured, and no one knew that I was going to force her out of her body in the first place. Listening to Feng Wu's introduction here, I couldn't help but ask.

"Your appearance is just a fuse, in fact, Buddhism has long been interested in the Yin business, but it has never found a good opportunity. And if this matter is not made big, how can Chu Renmei make the Chen family's affairs a death case. Feng Wu said.

"Death case, do you mean that the Chen family's affairs have now become a death case?" I was taken aback.

If the Chen family's case is to become a death case, it means that the punishment of Tianlei has been executed. Zhang Ming's thunder punishment was followed by Xie Ling, so doesn't it mean that Xie Ling is in danger?

"Don't worry, your master is fine. It was Zhang Ming who died, who was forcibly erased and killed by thunder. ”

Feng Wu said that Zhang Ming died in the internal decision-making of the Yin People Alliance.

If he doesn't die, the Ma family and the Buddhist forces will not stop fighting. It doesn't matter if it's just a shady business, the most important thing is that people are terrible.

Yin people are already distorted, acting radically and selfishly, and their reputation among the people has not been very good, if they are attacked by the Ma family with the help of social public opinion, then the alliance will have no face to exist anymore.

Therefore, they wanted to let the heavenly punishment be carried out and cut off the cause and effect of the Chen family and Chu Renmei in the yang world.

As for the lawsuit of the eight unjust souls of the Chen family in the underworld, it can only be dealt with after Chu Renmei's death. In fact, even if Chu Renmei died, it was estimated that it would be difficult to do. Chu Renmei is a twin life of Buddha and demons, and after death, it will be either hell or heaven, and it will not be the turn of Yin Si to cut cause and effect.

"Then where is my master now?" I asked Feng Wu.

"Silk Street, Mai Shrine, my brother went to see her once. Miss Xie Ling revealed in the assessment of the White Tiger Hall that the Dao Gate had long been lost, and Longhu Mountain was teaching Jiang not to forget that he had sent a special envoy to pick her up, but she refused. ”

After hearing this, I was ready to say goodbye and go back to Nanzhou.

Before I go, I want to see Feng Wu's master. If it weren't for her helping me establish a soul link with Bai Rushuang, I would not have been able to wait for her to wake up in this life.

Although Bai Rushuang was silent and didn't move, I knew she was there. Just like many years ago, when I was a Taoist priest, there was a fox with snow-white fur lying quietly next to me.

Feng Wu's master is called Feng Wandering, and the two of them follow the master's surname. The person is as old as a tree bark, his white hair is messy, and only a pair of eyes are still a little bright.

I wanted to kneel down and kowtow in gratitude, but she shouted at me.

"You kowtow to me with an eight-hundred-year-old vixen, are you disgusted that you don't die fast enough?"

"The great grace is unforgettable, if there is a need, Ye Zhiqiu will never give up."

"Okay, if you really have the heart to repay the favor, help me take good care of Feng Wu's charity, doing good deeds can accumulate merit, Feng Ge has already gone to Guizhou to start preparing for this matter. A thousand words are not as good as real money, remember that money must come in the right way, and windfall is not enough to do good. "The wind hovers me.

"Good!" I seriously agreed.

When I left, I was wearing the black robe that Feng Wu had prepared for me, and I was also wearing a metal grimace mask that Feng Ge had left here before. Zhang Ming's death only appeased the Ma family's dissatisfaction with the Yin Alliance, and the mortal grudge between me and Chu Renmei is not over yet.

However, Chu Renmei did not make a big noise, but even if I returned to Nanzhou, I had to hide my identity.

A day later, I reappeared on Silk Street. Uncle Zhang's shop is closed, and there is a couplet hanging at the door. The flower baskets and wreaths were withered and uncleaned.

I don't have a deep relationship with him, and I didn't cause his death. But if I hadn't lit the fuse, Uncle Shi would still be alive at this time. I only blame myself for being too useless, and I failed to hand over the beauty of Chu to the Yin soldiers.

When I pushed the door and entered, Xie Ling was sitting in the store in a daze. Looking at the little girl's haggard face, I was excited and shouted softly, "Your Excellency, ......"