Kunlun Mountain. Yutai Palace. Window.

The jade snow dances, and the Su wind frolicks. A willow tree, bent and stretched.

Pieces of red leaves, like carved elves, swirl and fly down from the branches.

At the petioles, there are heart-shaped scars.

A red-clothed Taoist, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a jade face, and a well-repaired figure, is holding the dust with both hands, looking up at the sky flying red.

Looking from afar, there is a mountain, a temple, a tree, and a person.

The snow is red.

What a serene style of painting!

"The departure of the leaves is the pursuit of the wind, or the unretaining of the tree...... the red-clothed Taoist sighed.

"Pretend, continue to pretend. "A little fox, snow-white, sat next to the Taoist.

Squinting, pouting, so dismissive.

If you don't look closely, you really can't see it.

"Xiaobai, this is the state of mind......" Before the Taoist finished speaking, he was interrupted by the little fox again.

"When it first snowed, who was Jumpy Yedi?"

"It's snowing heavily, who's rolling around?"

"Who's going to keep turning after rolling?"

Triple slap in the face.

"......" The Taoist looked at the remnants of snow that were still sticky on his body......

A sentence of MMP in my heart, I don't know whether to say it or not.

"A good song "Fairy Wind Tour" can be changed to the rhythm of jumping, no wonder it hasn't grown for 3,000 years. "Keep slapping your face.

"I ......" glared, puffed out his cheeks, and his muscles burst out, no, swallow it.

It's not me, I don't, don't talk nonsense.

(*+﹏+*)~@

The Taoist denied the triple attack in his heart.

Inside the temple.

"Little white ......" the Taoist finished speaking, but he didn't know what to say.

"Don't be out of words, bothered......" The little fox sharpened his teeth and mouth.

"Hey, hey, hey, it's a little foxy, what's annoying you. "It's a little thing, I'm annoyed by Daoye," I'll tell you......"

"The most time-wasting thing in the world is to tell young people about their experiences. The little fox rolled over and continued to look at the ceiling.

Taoist: "......"

Looking around, there is no helper.

All right!

"I said, Xiaobai, don't you have an ideal?" inhale two breaths of fairy qi in the morning, and then you can sleep if you want, and when you wake up, you get up and nag me.

The key is that you are a little fox who is not angry, it's been three thousand years, it's been three thousand years:

Appearance—not changed at all;

Body—not growing at all;

Tail - not a single one.

Excuse me, are you here to spoil the immortal spirit? Or have you been sent by your master to oppose me!

(︶︿︶)

Oh, Master!

The Taoist also has a master.

That master, his beard is a foot long, and he does some things that are out of tune.

Since I worshipped the teacher, I still gave the Taoist two little foxes.

"Apprentice, raise it well, raise it well, and you can cultivate immortals. "The master said.

- Old man, I believe you are a ghost, you are a bad old man, and you are very bad.

Other senior brothers, refining the refining of the weapon, refining the qi of the refining qi, refining the qi of refining the qi.

I am a Taoist, and I also refine qi, and I am full of shame.

Of course, when the master arranged for the Taoist to come, he also threw two books, which were very casual.

It seems that it is really unacceptable not to throw it away, and he looks disgusted.

A copy of "Turn on Time and Space, I Have the Final Say!".

A copy of "Keeping and Management of Foxes".

The previous book, it seems to be somewhat useful.

The latter book, blank, without a word.

Later, the Taoist found that there was no need for words at all.

The fox inhales two breaths of fairy qi every day, and then sleeps it, and when he wakes up, he is full of chatter.

Well, this one was made up.

"Yes. The little fox fluttered on his legs, shook the fur off his body, and stood up.

It seems that saying this is like beating chicken blood.

Unique spirit.

It's just that the statement is different every time.

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"Foxes don't have a heart. This is the judgment of the Taoist, "It is indeed difficult to raise." ”

However, in the last two times, the little fox's statement has been unified.

"Tell me about it. The Taoist asked tentatively, but he was praying in his heart, don't change, don't change.

"I'm going to be a little fairy. The little fox was shy.

A heart fell into the stomach, three times in a row, the ideal has not changed, this is a set.

"Why?" Before, as soon as the Taoist asked this, the little fox stopped talking.

So far, there is only one way to cure foxes.

"I'm going to hurt my little brother!"

The reason has been found, the reason has been found, the reason has been found, and the hearts of the Taoists are filled with infinite joy.

His heart is flying, his heart is jubilant, his heart is stirring!

He wants to roll, he wants to somersault!

No way!

The fox will nag him.

Shizun said that the fox has an ideal, and if he has a reason, he can go to the roam, and then, and then ......

Daoists can formally learn the Tao.

Little joy, little joy, little frustration, little anticipation...... After thousands of years of struggle, it is finally about to be consummated.

How can you not be happy, how can you not be happy, how can you not be excited.

The Taoist turned his face away, snickered several times, and finally spoke again.

"The last time the snow saffron and colorful clouds fell to the Yutai Palace, your brother left the Yutai Hall and went to the earthly world. ”

"This time, the saffron and snow are all over the Yutai Palace, and you are also leaving the Yutai Hall and traveling to the earthly world. ”

When he said this, auspicious and auspicious, the old man himself felt that it was like that.

"Hey, hey, red mouth, white teeth, full of nonsense, what's the hell!"

The Taoist looked around, no.

The master is so faceless!

A little shame, a little frustration, a little frustration...... Taoists want to cry without tears.

Isn't this teacher your own pro-teacher?

T_T

At this moment, the Taoist suddenly stood up with a flutter of his face - the mist is coming! The mist is really coming!

Let's see if white smoke suddenly rises on the ground of this hall.

It is intertwining, it is spreading, and it is forming a posture of immortals!

Haha, let's just say, the master can still think of me......

By the way, what is my name, yes, yes, my name is Lin Fan.

Lin Fan, Lin Fan, Lin Fan, no one has called me for so many years, and I almost forgot about it.

The master can still think of me Lin Fan.

It's added, it's complete, it's gratifying.

Last time, when I was sending the big fox away, Shizun came and called for this once.

However, the Taoist's throat and eyes were itching at this time.

Would love to cough!

Smoke, ah no, no, it's a miscellaneous, it's a misty, it's magnified.

"Ahem, ahem...... Ahem...... cough ......" The mist dispersed, and I saw an old man with white beard and white hair, who was coughing there and wiping the corners of his eyes.

Yes, it must be wiping the corners of the eyes, not the tears.

How could the master wipe away his tears!

Master's heart: MMP, when I saw this Lin Fan, I got angry, and when I was angry, the smoke was amplified, and I choked the deity.

The tears of the gods who have not been seen for many years have choked out.

Just pity my little spoil.

After finishing his inner activity, the master walked towards the little fox.