Chapter 30: The Little Red Fox Arrives

"Hey, hey, little brother, wake up!" Wangcai used his fleshy claws to play with the sleeping Ah Hui.

"Don't move, he won't get up until dawn." I carried Wangcai out of bed.

"How is he like a pig?" After Wangcai said indignantly, he wagged his tail and looked around the house.

"It's broken..."

"What did you say?" I turned my head to look at Wangcai.

"Huh? Nothing, nothing! I slept! Wangcai said and lay on the ground, just when I was thinking that there was no extra quilt, but the robe flew from nowhere and landed on Wangcai's body.

"You, still don't you give it back?" I scratched my head and looked at Wangcai.

"No, this thing is not gratuitous." Wangcai turned his head to the side.

"Not without cause? Ay? No, how do you know that the abbot of this temple is a Master of Causelessness? I remember never mentioning it to you, huh? ”

"This... This..."Wangcai was struggling, and he couldn't say a whole word for a long time.

"What?" I walked slowly towards Wangcai.

"You forgot this? I heard you when you were talking in that hall just now! You're so loud. Wangcai blinked his big round eyes.

"Oh, well, I'll just say, how would you know." I was convinced by Wangcai's innocent look and the flawless explanation.

"Waiter, here's a chicken..."At this time, Ah Hui, who was beside me, said in his sleep.

"Eat, eat, eat, the chicken is gone." I rolled the quilt over my body.

"Waiter, come on garlic."

……

Ah Hui and I are used to living in the city, and when it comes to relaxation, we will oversleep, isn't it? I slept until three poles in the morning.

By the time we arrived at the main hall, Venerable Wuyin had already started to worship the Buddha.

"Did you sleep well last night?" Hearing this, the mage stopped knocking on the wooden fish.

"Hahahaha, I slept well, I'm sorry, Master, we overslept." I scratched my head with a little shame.

At this time, Juechen also walked in from outside the hall, still holding a wooden box in his hand.

"Two Wang brothers, try the osmanthus cake made by my master." Juechen lifted the lid, and the rich fragrance of osmanthus had already "hit people."

"It's delicious!" I caught the fallen peanut crushed with my hand.

"Brother Hui, you can taste it too." Juechen handed Ah Hui a piece of osmanthus cake.

"Yo? What about eating osmanthus cake? Before Ah Hui could be imported, Yang Jing's voice came in from outside.

"Come on in, be quiet." I beckoned Yang Jing to sit next to me.

"How? It's delicious! My master's osmanthus cake is simply the first person in the world! Yang Jing also picked up a piece and tasted it, and just imported it, so she frowned.

"Master, why doesn't this taste right?" Yang Jing tasted it again in disbelief, but the taste was still the same.

"Doesn't taste right?" I raised my eyebrows, slightly confused.

"That's right, the osmanthus cakes that my master usually makes are very sweet, but today's ...... Why is it a little bitter? Yang Jing looked up at Master Wuyuan.

"It may be that you have been down the mountain for a long time and have forgotten your original intention, and today you will feel that the taste of the osmanthus cake for your teacher has changed." The Causeless Master Dao.

"Disciple......" Yang Jing looked at the osmanthus cake in her hand a little confused.

And at this moment, a wisp of red smoke under the mountain slowly flew towards the temple, and the moment he entered the temple, he gradually formed a human form, and in a moment, he became a young girl dressed in red who seemed to be seventeen or eighteen.

"Ahh The girl shook her head, and then the two fox ears slowly appeared.

"Little Red Fox?" I turned my head to look at the little red fox outside the door.

"Huh?" The Causeless Mage followed my gaze, but when he saw that it was a fox demon, a complicated expression flashed across his face.

"Xiaoyin?" Yang Jing was overjoyed when she looked at the little red fox who suddenly arrived.

"Brother Wang, Brother Jing!" Xiaoyin ran towards us excitedly.

With every step she took, the brass bell tied to her ankle made a brisk jingling sound, and I noticed that the mage's face grew heavy as a result.

"Master, let me introduce you, this is my girlfriend Xiaoyin!" Yang Jing introduced to Master Wuyin.

But Master Wuyin's gaze never left Yang Jing's hand holding Xiaoyin's hand from beginning to end.

"Hello Master." Xiao Yin slowly leaned down and bowed to Master Wuyin in the same way they had saluted.

"You're a fox?" Master Wuyin took a sip of tea from his cup.

"I'm a fox." Xiaoyin replied with a smile.

"That's the fox demon." The Causeless Master put down the teacup and looked at Xiaoyin coldly.

"Yes......" Facing the word fox demon suddenly from the Causeless Mage, Xiaoyin looked at Yang Jing beside him a little overwhelmed.

"It's too hot, mage, I heard that you have a lot of peaches on this mountain? Let's go peach picking! Ah Hui saw that the atmosphere was a little wrong, so he immediately spoke.

"Okay, I just planted some peach trees in the back mountain, and now it's time to ripen, so you can go pick peaches." The Causeless Mage waved his hand.

And Ah Hui and I, you look at me, I look at you, Ah Hui naturally understood what I was thinking, so he stepped forward and grabbed Master Wuyin and said, "Oh, Master! It's our first time here, and we're not familiar with the road yet! This friend of mine is a super road idiot, so you still have to take us there! Ah Hui pointed to me beside him.

Seeing this, Juechen immediately came up to me and asked, "What's the situation?" Picking a peach and letting my master lead the way? ”

"You elm pimple, what do you know?" I gave Juechen a look and motioned for him to look at Yang Jing and the others, who were embarrassed at this time.

"Okay, I'll go with you and meditate on your ......" Master Wuyin sat up and looked at Yang Jing, as if he wanted to say something, but was replaced by a long sigh.

"Congratulations to Master." Xiao Yin leaned sideways to give way to the gate and slowly lowered her head.

"Let's go, let's go, Xiaoyin, you and Jingjing have a good chat!" Ah Hui made an expression at Yang Jing and motioned for him not to speak.

……

"Brother Jing, you ...... Do you hate me for being a demon? Xiaoyin sat on the threshold, stunned for a long time.

"You...... You will..."

"Xiaoyin......" Yang Jing stepped forward and took Xiaoyin into his arms, and at this time he noticed that Xiaoyin's peach blossom eyes, which were originally extremely good-looking, were now full of tears.

Xiaoyin couldn't restrain her inner sadness any longer, and cried on Yang Jing's shoulder.

"I ...... I want to marry you...... But... The order of the parents, the words of the matchmaker, if your master does not agree, what can you do......" Xiaoyin said with a sob.

And these words pierced Yang Jing's heart like sharp arrows. He called Xiaoyin this time, and originally planned to take this opportunity to announce to his master that he was going to get engaged, but Master Wuyin's performance today was really unpredictable, because since he learned the art, Master Wuyin has adhered to the concept that people have good people and demons have good demons, but why...... This will be the case today.

"No, no, I will definitely marry you, and I will also let the master agree." Yang Jing picked up Xiaoyin's little face that had already cried with pear blossoms and rain.

"But...... As she said, I'm a demon...... You're a member of the Dao Alliance, and the Dao Alliance won't agree to it, right......" Xiao Yin lowered his head again.

"What do I want to marry you and them!" Yang Jing's voice was so loud that his words kept echoing in the hall.

"Okay, stop crying, good." Yang Jingbang gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Xiaoyin's eyes.

"You are my Yang Jing's favorite woman, no matter what, I will not leave you."

Yang Jing lifted Xiao Yin's little face that was full of tears, and her lips fell on her forehead.

"Brother Jing?!" Xiaoyin was a little surprised by Yang Jing's sudden kiss, because although he and Yang Jing were boyfriend and girlfriend, they had never done such intimate actions.

"Don't talk." Yang Jing's deep eyes shone with a hint of light.

"Ah...... Okay..."Xiaoyin slowly closed her eyes and deepened the kiss.

She began to try to match him, tossing and turning on his lips, everything around her was quiet, as if time had stood still, his fragrance, her softness.

Yang Jing's gaze was fixed on Xiaoyin's lips, and her slender fingertips slipped down the side of her face, touching her slightly swollen red lips, caressing and rubbing them, and chuckled: "After all, this is a big hall, there are many Buddhas watching, it's not appropriate, let's change places." ”

"Huh? Change places..."Xiaoyin's cheeks are now like ripe apples in the mountains.

"Not bad." Yang Jing snapped his fingers, and in an instant, the two people who were originally in the main hall had come to Yang Jing's meditation room.

Yang Jing hugged Xiaoyin tightly, caressed her face with one hand, and slowly lay down in the collapse with the other hand to support her back.

"That's ...... Is it convenient......" Xiaoyin bit her lower lip, her face flushed with shame.

"Poof!" A low chuckle came from Xiaoyin's ear, and then a burning breath approached, spraying on the side of her neck, almost spitting out words close to her ear: "If you like to be in the main hall, I can also rely on you." ”

"I didn't ...... There is no ......" Xiaoyin turned his head sideways, a flush exploded on his face, and his words were stumbling again.

"Do you like being here, then?" The corners of Yang Jing's mouth swayed a little arc, and she asked with a playful expression.

"I don't like it, but it's better than ...... It's better than... The main hall should be ......," Xiaoyin said softly, and there was no reluctance in her tone this time.

"Xiaoyin......" Yang Jing looked at the little red fox with affectionate eyes.

“…… It hurts ......" Xiaoyin wanted to grope for the soft quilt with both hands, but was held tightly by Yang Jing.

"Brother Jing......" Xiaoyin's eyes were misty, and his face was flushed with pink.

In the quiet room was the small sound of the sorrel, accompanied by some muffled grunts, and the water rippled.