The red fox had fallen asleep on the stone table at some point, and the gentle breeze blew his hair from time to time, and a big tail covered him, and he swept it in front of him from time to time.

Ji Yuan changed out of the green robe stained with fox blood, and put on a wide-sleeved robe with a blue color but similar style, and this was what he saw when he came out of the room.

The red fox lies under the jujube tree, which is very peaceful.

Seeing Ji Yuan coming out of the house, the fox, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him.

"You rest at home, I'll go to the market and buy you something to eat..."

Ji Yuan walked past the red fox as he spoke, paused before opening the courtyard gate, and then turned his head to look down at the red fox who had been staring at him.

"Living in Ju'an Pavilion, don't let me find out which house in the market is inexplicably missing chickens and ducks, you know?"

Ming Jiyuan's tone was very kind, but under the gaze of the pair of ancient wells without waves, the red fox felt very weak.

"Woo ......"

"Well, I'll assume you know!"

After saying this, Ji Yuan went out to the market.

Today is still Sun Kee's noodle stall, and I heard diners chatting about the street in the morning at the noodle stall.

"Yo, Mr. Ji is here!!"

It was Old Man Sun who was the first to discover Ji Yuan, and the chatter on the noodle stall suddenly fell silent, and many faces turned to look, and when Ji Yuan's eyes turned to them, he immediately turned back and continued to eat noodles.

"Hello Mr. Ji!"

Two regular customers who had known Ji Yuan before greeted Ji Yuan.

"Good!"

Ji Yuanying's kung fu had already walked under the noodle stall canopy, and Old Man Sun came out to wipe the only empty table again.

"Mr. Ji, please take a seat, there is haggis today, keep it for you!"

"Okay, the same old way, a bowl of lo noodles and a bowl of chops!"

Ji Yuan pulled his sleeves and sat down in the position, and Old Man Sun did not leave, but asked in a low voice.

"Mr. Ji, I heard people say that at noon, you saved a fox?"

Those who are familiar with it know that Mr. Ji of Tianniufang is modest and polite, and he has a lot of temperament, and Old Man Sun, who already thinks that he is very familiar with Ji Yuan, has no pressure, so he naturally asks when he is curious.

The other diners listened intently, and even the sound of sucking noodles was gone.

Ji Yuan felt a little funny, even if the times are different, people's hearts to pursue gossip are similar, but there is no pressure, so he said it directly.

"This is true, when Ji was strolling on the street, the fox was chased and bitten by the yellow dog and chased and beaten by the idler, all the way to my feet, I saw its miserable appearance and moved my heart of compassion, so I rescued it. ”

This kind of thing is actually the same as which rich old man married a young concubine, it belongs to the topic that will subside after a while, although fox worship is rare, but after all, it has no impact on ordinary people, but people have a special impression of Mr. Tianniu Fangji.

Ji Yuan will say this lightly, and he didn't mention any strange things about the fox worshipping people and the yellow dog retreating by himself.

"Mr. Ji is really a kind-hearted person!"

Old man Sun didn't want to talk more if he wanted to do business, so he went back to work after praising him, but he became more and more convinced in his heart that Ji Yuan was indeed a strange person, thinking that he might be able to ask him to solve his dream or something in the future.

Today, Ji Yuan changed the habit of chewing and swallowing slowly, ate a meal of noodles quickly, and then went directly to the market to buy two chickens, one live chicken and one was killed by the stall owner.

When I went home, the old hen in my hand was still wilting, and I would open the courtyard door of Ju'an Pavilion.

A chicken and a fox instantly met their eyes.

"Gurgle~~~Cluck~~~Cluck~~~"

The old hen fluttered happily because of the instinct of fear, and flapped her wings vigorously, and the fox at the other end also stood up from the stone table, and grinned "呲~~~呲~~" with its teeth and claws fierce.

Ji Yuan was a little nerve-wracked, closed the courtyard door and raised the dead chicken in his other hand at the red fox.

"You eat this today, and I'll give you live chicken when you're recovering. ”

After saying this, Ji Yuan walked directly to the side of the kitchen, put the hen in the chicken coop that had been sealed for a long time, and then went into the kitchen to get a pot to boil water.

Ji Yuan, who doesn't know how to cook, took some trouble to remove all the chicken bones and prepare to make simple boiled chicken.

Although it seems that he is recovering well, Ji Yuan has seen what the fox is like in the morning after all, so let's eat cooked food first.

......

As twilight fell, Ji Yuan began to study the notebook carefully after bringing the chicken with the soup to the stone table in a casserole.

In my previous life, there was a so-called calligraphy like swordsmanship, and I didn't believe it before, but now I have to believe it.

The words on this calligraphy are connected together, and it is a sharp swimming dragon, and there is no intuitive description of sword moves on it, but in Ji Yuan's eyes, there is a sense of natural sword potential.

With a wave of his hand, a thin branch flew up and fell into Ji Yuan's hand, he didn't know if there was a similar technique in the cultivation method, but the so-called "taking things from the air" in the high-realm internal strength, with aura, it really had a sense of elegance that did not stick to fireworks.

"Whoosh...... Woo ..... ......"

With the twig as the sword, there is no specific swordsmanship to temporarily integrate the free and chic sword momentum into the knife technique of the iron torture post, with a sensitive sense to dissolve those jerky places, hook, hang, point, pick, slash, tease, split the letter at your fingertips.

Gradually, the shadow of the sword technique disappeared, and even the shadow of the specific move disappeared, Ji Yuan consciously felt like practicing words, the sword momentum was like a pen edge, and the sword shadow seemed to have only one blow and one style, but it seemed to be naturally coherent like a dragon.

Ji Yuan's body in this life can be called calligraphy exquisite, and at this moment, it is like dancing a sword and writing a sword intent.

The wind in the courtyard of the small pavilion of Ju'an turns at will, the breeze slowly surrounds when the sword is tactful, and the wind is fierce at the moment of the sword momentum, unpredictable, and very strange!

Ji Yuan became more and more freewheeling, the thin branches in his hands seemed to be pulled by sticky silk, and finally with his swing of his sleeves and swords, the breeze in the courtyard rushed out of the small courtyard diagonally with the fallen branches and jujube flowers, turning into a faint green and yellow flower dragon flying in Tianniufang, and finally dissipated.

Some people smelled the incense and looked up, only to see the breeze sending flowers like rain......

For a long time, the sword in the small pavilion courtyard rested, and the sky was already full of stars!

Ji Yuan slowly calmed down his breath, the hearty feeling just now was really very comfortable, and more importantly, even if he couldn't see it himself, he also understood that he must be very handsome and chic just now!

"That's right, no matter what the source of this sword intent script without sword moves is, just now it's called Youlong!"

Perhaps the peerless master of the rivers and lakes decades ago, Zuo Fanatics, would never have dreamed that the precious cheats in his tomb were already inferior to Ji Yuan, but the sword intent that he wrote with a lifetime of sword intent was regarded as a treasure by Ji Yuan.

The fox didn't know when he had already finished eating the chicken, and stared blankly at the plot of the dragon circulating in the courtyard, and the scene of the falling flowers in the courtyard flying far away with the wind like a dragon, with a sense of beauty of the short-way atmosphere, gave the red fox a strong shock!