The middle-aged man's name is Ge Dali.

It is a large farmer, and it is a solid family.

It's just that the old sow raised at home recently screamed frequently in the middle of the night for some reason.

And every few days, one went missing.

I found someone to watch in the middle of the night, and nothing happened.

But as long as the person is gone, it will happen again.

You can't send someone to guard the pigsty every night.

Ge Dali suspected that it was man-made at first, but he felt that with such a tight defense, it was unlikely that anyone would be so bold.

After being reminded, it was suspected that it was a demon.

So I found the Masterhouse.

It's only been more than half a month, and no one has taken this commission.

After all, which cultivator is fine, willing to go to the pigsty to investigate.

Li Ping'an nodded thoughtfully.

This task suits him just right, zero risk.

Fifteen spirit stones are nothing to others.

But for Li Ping'an, it is already a high return.

"Leave this matter to me."

Ge Dali was overjoyed.

It's still early, when even let the kitchen have a table of good wine and good food.

The sky was getting darker.

Li Ping'an asked Ge Dali to prepare a piece of rice paper for himself and wrote a big character with a chivalrous pen.

"Hidden"

Then he put it on the door of his head, hiding his breath,

Let Ge Dali and them go about everything as usual.

He sneaked into a corner of the pigsty and hid.

Waiting for the culprit to appear.

The moon was dim, the stars were sparse, and the whole earth seemed to fall asleep.

Li Ping'an offered a drizzle flying sword from his cuffs.

Although the sword gourd was bet on the Wanshi Pavilion, Li Ping'an took out the drizzle flying sword in advance.

Li Ping'an was not stupid and waited, and the sea of qi in his body was up and down.

Inhale and exhale deeply, long and evenly, and there is no place in the body that is not relaxed.

Turtle breath gong can be practiced all the time.

Apart from the slow progress, there are few other drawbacks.

With perseverance, there will be a feeling of surging heat throughout the body.

There is a flying sword on the side to warn, and he is not afraid of a sudden sneak attack by gangsters.

And so the night passed.

Tonight, the sow was safe and sound, and she didn't scream.

Li Ping'an hastily ate breakfast, then left with the old cow, preparing to come back in the evening.

Zhang Song stood at the door of the inn with his sword in his hand, looking into the distance.

"What are you looking at?"

"Sword Pavilion."

"Sword Pavilion?"

Zhang Song said: "There is a Sword Guarding Pavilion in the Demon Town, which was set up by a person who was known as the Sword Ancestor thousands of years ago.

All sword cultivators who died in the battle of the Demon Suppression Pass will have their swords inserted on the sword pool of the Sword Pavilion to show their loyalty. ”

Li Ping'an remembered what Zhang Song had said before, "Then you came this time to stick the sword on the sword pool?" ”

Zhang Song smiled, "This is not my sword, it is a friend of mine." ”

In the evening, Li Ping'an left the inn with Lao Niu again.

Lurking in the sow pen.

...........

For several days, Li Ping'an persevered.

Zhang Song looked at Li Ping'an's figure and left tears of emotion.

So fucking dedicated!!

As usual, Li Ping'an took advantage of the cover of rocks and branches and leaves.

While meditating and pranayama, I observed the situation around me.

The moon is in the middle of the sky.

The grass and trees are covered with a layer of silver moonlight.

Just when Li Ping'an thought that there was no gain tonight, he suddenly sensed a cloud of breath.

Oh?

It's finally here.

Li Ping'an suddenly came to his senses.

The dark shadow burrowed into the pigsty and looked around.

Then lie on top of a sleeping sow.

Just as he was about to do something wrong, a loud voice sounded.

"Daring thief! Let go of the sow. ”

The shadow was startled, turned around and ran.

Li Ping'an was not in a hurry to chase after him, he didn't know the truth of the other party.

It's easy to hurt other people by doing it here.

The black shadow ran farther and farther, and ran more than ten miles.

Li Ping'an tiptoed a little, and showed the shrinkage of "swallows piercing the clouds and vertically".

The black shadow glanced back, and saw the figure behind him.

In the next moment, it was in front of me.

"Whew" and slapped out with a palm.

The shadow was slammed to the ground.

"It turned out to be a fox."

The little fox collapsed to the ground, his face pale, and he did not dare to move.

"Say! Why spoil the yellow sow gilt. ”

Little Fox: "I... ┭┮﹏┭┮”

"Crying? Crying counts as time. ”

..........

In the suburbs, in a cave.

A little red-haired fox wrapped in gauze lies on a stone bed.

A fat little face, bulging and shrinking, spitting bubbles out of boredom.

Just then, it heard movement outside the cave.

"Cousin, are you back?"

When he looked up, he saw a human appear in front of him.

The bubble in the red-haired fox's mouth immediately popped, and his expression changed greatly.

hesitated for half a second, then decisively closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.

Wrap your long tail around your head.

"Can't see me~Can't see me~"

Li Ping'an asked: "Is this fool your sister or your brother?" ”

A slightly larger fox came out behind Li Ping'an, "It's my cousin." ”

"Cousin!" The little red fox was shocked, "How can you be with humans?" ”

"Cousin, this is Mr. Li.

Mr. Li, this is my cousin Ah Hong. ”

Two little foxes, one named Ah Hong and the other Ah Bai.

It's cousins, and the two little foxes made a marriage contract early.

Demons are also divided into good and bad, one is to concentrate on cultivation, such as Ah Hong and Ah Bai.

One is like the spider spirit that Li Ping'an met.

It's just that sometimes, people are worse than demons.

Although the life of the two foxes is ordinary, it is better than warmth.

But he suddenly met a Taoist priest who wantonly caught demons and cultivated.

shot and injured Ah Hong, at a critical moment.

Ah Bai escaped with Ah Hong and hid in this cave.

It's just that Ah Hong was injured, and Ah Bai could only catch some livestock every few days to replenish Ah Hong's qi and blood.

"Woo woo~ We didn't mean to, when I make money, I'll pay them the sow."

"How old are you still crying?" Li Ping'an said, "What's more, if you steal pigs, you will steal pigs, and you have to have a wool pickle." ”

Ah Bai lowered his head and picked at his little paws, "It's the first time for people, I'm inexperienced, I'll pay attention next time." ”

"And another time?" Li Ping'an walked over and reached out to take Ah Hong's pulse.

Fortunately, the injury was not too serious.

It's just that for the two little foxes here who have low cultivation, they really don't know how to deal with it.

The little fox sucked a lot of pig blood, but instead of recovering, the injuries on his body became more serious.

Li Ping'an thought that the wine in the sword gourd should be useful to them.

But the sword gourd is mortgaged in Wanshi Pavilion.

So he took out three small rolls and took out the paper from them.

Write down three big characters on the paper one by one, take out one and paste it on the little fox's head.

"Oops~"

Ah Hong blinked, "What is this?" ”

"Heal you."

"Thank you, sir."

Ah Bai imitated the appearance of a human and arched his paws.