"It shouldn't be too big to look at you, why did the clan send you to patrol the mountains?" Bai Ze looked up and down, this little fox was not much bigger than a slap, and asked with a little curiosity.

"It's not because my aunt and grandfather are always working against the king, not only was I kicked out, but I also affected a large family. ”

The gray-haired little fox's ears drooped, and he pulled the potatoes with a sad face, "My aunt and grandfather had a brother back then, and they had a very good relationship together." Later, the fox wanted to go out of the mountain to see, but my aunt didn't dare to take the risk, so he left alone. ”

"After a long time, I heard that the scholar assisted by the fox became a great official, and he was very happy to eat and drink spicy food every day. My aunt and grandfather, who taught in our fox clan, were very envious, so they sent my parents and uncles out. ”

The gray-haired little fox showed a sad look, "But not long after, the tiger spirit in the West Mountain was rampant, and our mountain fox demon clan suffered heavy damage, and sent away a large number of relatives in advance. ”

"In front of the tiger spirit, the clansmen found that they couldn't save their lives, and their aunts and grandfathers were still very stubborn, and they didn't bow their heads to King Yang and Elder Yang Bai, and they always said that entering the world was the way out for the Lianshan Fox Clan, and over time, they became more and more miserable. ”

"A few days ago, because I couldn't eat, my aunt and grandfather were very hungry and went to steal potatoes, but they were accidentally discovered, and the king drove him out, and the original work of patrolling the mountains fell on my head. ”

The gray-haired little fox took a bite of the steaming potato, turned his head and glanced at Bai Ze and said, "Also, I grew up because I was hungry when I was a child, and I am in my forties this year, so I must be older than you!"

"But in terms of seniority, you are indeed a junior. Bai Ze indifferently picked up the potato skin.

The gray-haired little fox did not answer, and his slender eyes narrowed into crescents, savoring the sweet taste of baked potatoes in his mouth. For a moment, only the sound of chewing remained in the stone room.

After a while, there was a sudden smell of meat wafting in the air, and the sense of smell of a person and a fox was very sensitive, and the movements of their hands paused at the same time.

The sound of light footsteps came, and the voice of the crimson fox sounded outside the stone room, "Brother Wang Liang, are you there? The king asked me to bring you a roast chicken." ”

"Yes. Bai Ze walked out of the stone room in response.

The gray-haired little fox drooled and listened enviously to the conversation outside. Smelling the aroma of roast chicken on the tip of its nose, the roasted potatoes in its stomach seemed to be digested in an instant, and its slender eyes swept over the potato skin that Fang Bai Ze threw on the ground, quietly stretched out its paws, grabbed a piece and stuffed it into its mouth.

Soon, a steaming roast chicken came to his eyes, and the gray-haired little fox stared at the chicken in distraction, his eyes were reluctant to blink, and the salivating expression was completely written on his face.

Bai Ze looked a little funny, his eyes swept over the ground, and found that the remaining potato skins were gone, remembering that the little fox had said that a potato was the ration for a whole day of patrolling the mountains, he asked, "Why don't you eat some too?"

The little fox didn't move his eyes, drooling from his mouth, and said insincerely: "That's embarrassing", but a pair of paws involuntarily grabbed the chicken's thigh.

......

After a while, there was only a pile of broken chicken bones left on the ground, and the little fox was full of oil, burping, lying in the grass, explaining to Bai Ze the precautions for worshipping the ancestral land tomorrow.

The cannibal mouth is short, the gray-haired little fox talks in great detail, and some taboos are also put on the table.

Bai Ze carefully wrote them down one by one, the matter has reached the doorstep, if Yang Bai is caught by Yang Bai because of the details and loses this opportunity, it will not be because of a small loss.

Kenneng was full, and the little fox talked a lot, and the topic turned to the question of Yang Scar's preferences.

As he spoke, the little fox seemed to remember something interesting, and smiled as if he had stolen a chicken, "King Yang likes to be said by others that it is strong, especially the past of destroying the tiger spirit. ”

Bai Ze was already curious about Yang Scar's strength, and hurriedly picked up the conversation when he heard this, "I have already heard about this matter, but is King Yang really as strong as in the story?"

The little fox smiled even more happily, "There are two versions of the story, I don't know which one you listened to?"

"It should be fake, right?"

Although he had already made a determination in his heart, Bai Ze still paused, with doubts on his face.

"Ha, ha...... the little fox leaned back with a smile, "If Liu Heizi said it, then it must be fake and didn't run away." It just said with one mouth, although the location and people were right, but it was not like that at the time. ”

Saying that, half of the deflated feeling is too uncomfortable, and considering that Bai Ze is about to join anyway, he will be his own person in the future, and he will know these things sooner or later, the little fox told another version of it, the beginning and end of Yang Scar's Eyes vs. Tiger Spirit.

There is too little aura in this heaven and earth, and although the three thousand miles of mountains are vast and there are many demon clans living in them, there have been no monsters with more than thirty drops of demon blood for a long time.

Even the mountain fox demon clan is the same, the old patriarch occupies the treasure land in the clan for a lifetime, but he has cultivated twenty drops of demon blood. Even the Xishan Tiger Spirit, which was famous in the mountains at that time, was stuck here and could not advance an inch until it embarked on the evil path of eating people and eating demons, and slowly condensed fifty drops of demon blood.

As neighbors, the fox demon clan is the preferred food for the tiger spirits, and the old patriarch also led the clan to resist, which ended in failure.

Not long after, the old patriarch died of injury, and the new patriarch was the son of the old patriarch, young and strong, and also courageous and knowledgeable.

The old bookworm is a hardcore supporter of this idea, but there are foxes who agree with it, and there are foxes who oppose it, and the traditional faction led by Yang Bai believes that the ancestral foundation cannot be abandoned, and the two sides debate every day.

One day not long after, the tiger spirit somehow ran into the fox demon territory and went on a killing spree.

The new patriarch struggled to resist, was defeated and died, and saw that the disaster of the annihilation of the clan was in front of him, and at this moment, suddenly a crimson fox was born, that is, Yang Scareye. It used a hand of illusion, although the technique was sparse and the heat was insufficient, but it also relied on the cultivation of forty drops of demon blood to fight to the death with many fox demons, and repelled the tiger spirit.

Afterwards, the vitality of the Lianshan Fox Demon clan was greatly damaged, because the patriarch who advocated joining the WTO had died in battle, and the conservative Yang Bai recommended Yang Scareye as the new patriarch, which was recognized by most foxes.

After shrinking for a while, the cultivation of the Xishan Tiger Essence went wrong, and he went crazy, and all the living beings in the entire Xishan fled to death, even the birds did not dare to return to the forest, and no one dared to enter for a period of time.

After a week like this, the clan got news from a rat spirit that the tiger spirit was dying, and after Yang Scareye heard about it, he immediately took the fierce fox demons into the mountain.

In fact, that battle was far from commendable, the tiger spirit had been destroying trees and plowing the ground like crazy these days, and its body had no strength, not to mention that it was no longer conscious, and Yang Scareye successfully used illusions to confuse the tiger spirit.

The Tiger Spirit finally went berserk for a while, swatting several foxes to death and smashing a piece of gravel into Yang Scar's eye, before falling down the mountain stream and dying on the rock.

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