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It was almost noon, and Mo Yi was feeling a little hungry, so he thought about going back and cooking mushroom soup to drink, and after looking around, there was nothing else before he prepared to go back the way he came. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Squeak squeak..."

But at this moment, a rapid monkey cry came, and Mo Yi couldn't help but raise his eyebrows; Pulling out the location of the sound of the setting moon, he vigilantly searched for the position of the voice, knowing that his current strength and the sword in his hand were enough to deal with all the fierce beasts.

But things were different from what he thought, even if a monkey chirped in the woods, it was just picking nuts from the tree and throwing a white shadow on the ground. Walking over, Mo Yi fixed his eyes on a small fluffy white fox. Although he had never seen a fox with a white one, he was certain that it was a fox. The little fox looked extremely young, and it should have just passed the full moon.

This kind of chicken thief Mo Yi is not uncommon, and he, Xiaohuzi and Jia Congwu have been chasing them in the past to recover the chickens they have stolen. Most of the time, though, these guys will bury the loot secretly, and in the end they won't find it too soon, and the fox himself will forget about it, and it will stink when they find it.

But they were all big foxes, and he felt a little pitiful when this little fox was attacked by a group of monkeys. Facing the nut rain Mo Yi stepped forward, the little fox looked very weak, tears in the corners of his eyes, and he wanted to struggle when he saw Mo Yi coming over, but in the end it was in vain. Hold it down and start probing, it has a wound on its hind leg, but it should not be the monkey's doing, the wound is caused by a sharp weapon.

Immediately, Mo Yi couldn't help but wonder, after all, no one around should hurt it with a sharp weapon. Without much thought, Mo Yi picked it up. Unlike most foxes, Mo Yi did not smell the peculiar smell of foxes on her, but had a fat-like aroma. However, the coat color itself is different, and Mo Yi is not entangled. He began to look for the fox's nest around, and he thought about putting it back in the fox's nest and letting the old fox take care of it, but after looking around, he didn't find it.

Mo Yi glanced at the little fox in his arms, and had to hold it back to Ruoxu Valley first.

The return journey was a relatively quick descent from the mountain, and Mo Yi followed the path he came, and it took Mo Yi a quarter of an hour to return to Ruoxu Valley. After finding the master's gold sore medicine, Mo Yi carefully applied it to the little fox, and then he found a bandage to wrap around its injured hind leg. Then he was afraid that it would run around, so Mo Yi found a rattan basket and packed it inside.

Only then did Mo Yi feel that his stomach began to growl, but the master did not have a stove here. After looking in the basement, Mo Yi only found a three-foot-tall two-eared three-legged bronze dome, which could be improvised, and Mo Yi carried it out, washed it and set it aside.

Picking up the clean water from the stream and placing firewood on its lower shelf, Mo Yi began to cook his mushroom soup. When the flame rises, the water quickly boils up, and the cleaned mountain fungus ink is easy to slice and add to the boiling water. Thinking of the vermilion snake he brought, Mo Yi hurriedly began to peel and peel it. The meat of the vermilion snake has a lot of essence, which can strengthen the body, and can be boiled into snake soup and mushroom soup directly when added to the dingzhong. However, the snake gallbladder can only be eaten raw, only a faint fishy smell, and Mo Yi swallowed it and did not feel too much.

The heavy dish is still this snake soup mushroom soup, and after looking for a long time, the master can only find some refined salt for the condiments here; But it's okay, the mushroom itself is delicious, and it's already delicious with salt. However, the snake meat is indeed fishy, but it is indeed hungry for a long time; Holding a large earthenware soup spoon for steelmaking, Mo Yi scooped the mushroom soup in the ding, and ate it very heartily.

After eating, he burped, and Mo Yi couldn't help but think that the little fox hadn't eaten anything. Thinking about it, he struggled for a while, but he still ran to the canteen outside the hall to pack a few roast chickens.

However, it turned out that he had thought too much about it before, and the disciples who had crossed paths with him a lot had already gone to the inner gate. The outer gate is not as eye-catching as he imagined now, after all, all those who remain in the outer gate are springs, and everyone is in a hurry, so naturally they will not provoke him.

After returning to Ruoxu Valley with food, Mo Yi tore off a chicken leg and put it in the basket, while he took the rest and began to nibble on it. The little fox looked up at him, its dark eyes blinking, and finally it moved to the side of the chicken leg and began to gnaw. It seemed that it was hungry and soon it had eaten the whole chicken leg, but it was still very elegant in the middle, and Mo Yi picked the other chicken leg that he had eaten half and stuffed it, but the little fox looked at him for a moment and then turned around and lay on his stomach without moving.

"Are you disgusted with me?" Looking at the little fox Mo Yi couldn't help but be dumbfounded, and asked a little funny.

The little fox bagged his ears, but of course he would not give him an answer. Mo Yi took the gnawed chicken leg back and stuffed it back into it with a new one. The little fox then looked at him, and began to eat again on his stomach.

"You..." Mo Yi pointed at the little fox and couldn't help but be surprised, he had tried, but he didn't expect it to be like this. Between his lips, Mo Yi couldn't help but sigh at the spirituality of this little guy.

In the afternoon, Mo Yi took the little fox back to his Dawn Pavilion without incident, and after closing the door on the first floor, he was not afraid of the little one running around, so he let it out, and began to practice his piano skills.

Gently pluck the strings, and the sound of the piano rings. Although Moyiqin's skills are not high, it is accompanied by beautiful scenery in the valley and cloudless skies. The sound of the piano is also quite charming, which makes people feel refreshed.

The little fox was very well-behaved lying on the soft couch next to him, and seemed to be listening carefully. After the song was played, Mo Yi held the strings with both hands and closed for a moment. Putting the guqin on his lap aside, Mo Yi closed his eyes and meditated.

The essence began to surge, and Mo Yi's body began to emit a faint red light that was difficult to see with the naked eye, and disappeared into the surrounding air. The little fox raised his head slightly, looked at Mo Yi and crawled over and curled up beside him. The scattered red light began to gather around it, melting into its body.

Of course, Mo Yi didn't know this scene, he was just washing his own spring, making the spring gush out. The water volume of the spring, which is already the thickness of a small arm, is staggering, but it is still a drop in the bucket compared to the huge lake that is larger than once at a time, and when it feels like the essence in the body is insufficient, the spring is only the size of a small pond. After all, he has already had a few experiences, and he is not too anxious.

Exiting the visualization, Mo Yi was ready to eat a marching pill to replenish his essence. Looking at the little fluffy fox leaning against him, he couldn't help but rub it. Then he took out the remaining chicken and gave it to him, took a marching pill himself, and began to meditate.

The little fox looked at the open oil-paper bag, looked back at Mo Yi again, and stepped forward to lie on his stomach and began to eat. A roast chicken was half eaten from time to time, and the little fox stopped combing his hair, and curled up again beside Mo Yi.