When Jiang Liu appeared in the lobby of Tianxiang Building with a white spirit fox, he immediately became the focus of the audience. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Lu Zhuding's location was on the third floor, Jiang Liu held the white spirit fox and walked up the stairs on the first floor, and all the people stared at the fox in his arms. No one remembers what he looked like, and no one cares about the scars on his face.

The location of the green bamboo is close to the window, and you can have a panoramic view of the outside of the building. At this moment, the sun is setting, the sky is full of colorful clouds, and tomorrow is a good day to travel.

"It's so cute. Several women's eyes were full of small stars flashing, and even Lin'er was joining in the fun.

"Where did this little thing come from?" asked the moon beaver.

"I ran in by myself while I was in the shower. I don't know what's going on, after the moon beaver shaved his head and put on his robe, Jiang Liu felt very uncomfortable lying to him, and his face rarely turned red.

Yueli looked at Jiang Liu's uncomfortably blinking, smiled, leaned over and said in a low voice, "You know what, every time you lie, your eyes keep blinking. ”

Jiang Liu still couldn't help blinking: "How can there be." ”

The moon beaver smiled heartily and did not answer.

The chef of Chunfeng House is really a must, and the fine dish of Qi cuisine, the roasted sea cucumber with green onions, was originally just a home-cooked side dish, and the cooking here is sweet and delicious, soft and glutinous and fragrant. Jiang Liu's favorite is still this nine-turn fat intestine, fat but not greasy. Just to his liking.

In the past few days of recuperation, I have a light diet every day, and I am not allowed to eat this and not eat that. The tightness of the pain can't go against Xiuying's kindness. Occasionally, Luzhu secretly orders ham, and beef jerky can only be a tooth sacrifice. This will let go, and he will eat heartily, and a large plate of fat intestines will almost enter his stomach.

"Why don't you eat it? Chunfeng Lou's chef is first-class, and it is rare to encounter such a good opportunity. The river came to the beaver who was sitting on one side.

"The master said that in the future, this meat will be stopped. Moon Beaver said.

"It's really quitting. Jiang Liu sighed.

"It's really quitting. ”

After a while, the shopkeeper of Chunfeng Building brought up a plate, with two or three pears and twenty or thirty red dates.

At this table, except for the civet who does not eat meat for a month, the little fox also refuses to eat meat. It pulled a red date, squatting on the side and nibbling on the sweetness.

When they had eaten and drunk, they went back to their rooms to rest. Lin'er was clamoring to go out for a walk around Changning City, Hua Shuying told Luzhu to take Lin'er out for a walk, make an appointment about what time to go back to the room, and then dispersed.

Jiang Liu returned to the room with the white fox in his arms, lit the lamp, closed the door, and put the white fox on the table.

sighed and said, "You have already got the Tianxiang Pearl, why don't you leave?"

The fox took two steps back and crouched on the table, staring at the river with sad eyes.

"Let's go. Jiang Liu opened the window of the room, and there was a mountain forest behind it, and the wind suddenly blew in and extinguished the lights, and the room suddenly became dark.

When Jiang Liu looked back again, there was no white figure on the table. I can't help but be stunned. So he closed the window and took off his clothes, leaving only a close-fitting garment. The autumn wind is heavy, cover the quilt and lie on the bed. I can't sleep after tossing and turning.

"It's really a cheap life, I sleep sweetly in the carriage every night, but now I can't sleep in this high bed. Jiang Liu said to himself,

It was tossed and turned until the middle of the night, and then the river fell asleep. In his sleep, a stuffed thing burrowed into the quilt of the river.

Outside the Chunfeng Building in the middle of the night, an old beggar squatted in the corner of the wall with a bamboo cane to eat sweet potatoes.

"White-eyed old man, it's not good for the little demon girl of the Spirit Fox Sect to entangle the river like this. ”

The white-eyed monk held a huge red wine gourd and took a sip. And did not answer.

"You leave me a little, it's only been such a pot for ten years, just such a little belongings, you leave me a little. The old beggar snatched the huge red wine gourd in the hand of the white-eyed monk.

"Don't hurry up yet, beware of your heart-to-heart baby being sucked and by a demon girl. What will I do with you then?" the old beggar opened his mouth, his mouth full of yellow teeth, and took a sharp sip at the wine gourd. There was a look of satisfaction on his face. "This wild mountain wine, it's good, it's just too little. It took ten years to have such a gourd. ”

The white-eyed monk twitched, "You are an old immortal, you are so greedy, be careful of the thunder and thunder." ”

"I'm not greedy, it's the monk who is greedy, and I can't see it when I'm old. The old beggar laughed.

"Hehe, if you want to cultivate the Heavenly Demon, if you can't even surrender to the Desire Demon, go home and pick up the child as soon as possible. The white-eyed monk said indifferently.

"How could the little demon girl of the Spirit Fox Sect be a desire demon?" the old beggar asked puzzled.

The white-eyed monk squinted at the old beggar and did not answer, his eyes stared directly at the huge red gourd in the old beggar's hand. The old beggar smiled and handed over the gourd.

The white-eyed monk took the gourd, poured a big mouthful, raised his head, and swallowed it slowly. He burped with satisfaction, spit out a mouthful of wine and said: "The Spirit Fox Sect can cultivate the nine-tailed spirit fox at the highest level, and now the sect master of the Spirit Fox Sect can only cultivate the six tails, and the little demon girl around Jiang Liu is the seven-tailed, do you know why?"

"I don't know. The old beggar shook his head.

"I knew you didn't. The white-eyed monk took another sip of wine on the red gourd, and said with a smile when he looked at the old beggar's painful appearance, "The little demon girl has picked the essence of Jiangliu, and Jiangliu cultivates the Heavenly Demon Sutra. ”

"Does it matter?"

"Of course there is a relationship, and it is a big relationship. Have you forgotten, two hundred years ago, the rumors in the rivers and lakes that the heavenly demons appeared, and the fox came out of the nine tails. ”

"At that time, there was indeed this kind of rumor, you mean that the little demon girl was pestering the river for the sake of the nine-tailed spirit fox. ”

"Of course, or you think. The white-eyed monk said.

The next day, Jiang Liu woke up with a warm nephrite body beside him, and the legs of the two people were still entangled. Jiang Liu sighed secretly, no wonder I was looking for a place to pee in the clouds all night last night, and I couldn't find it after looking for it all night. Jiang Liu woke up Hu Bumei and said.

"Why are you in my bed, weren't you gone last night?"

Hu Bumei stretched her waist, and the quilt on her chest slipped off to reveal a large white flower, a magnificent place with fragrant fragrance. Jiang Liu's eyes were about to fall out. Seeing that his innocence was about to be lost, he hurriedly jumped out of bed.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

"The slave begged the son to take him in. Jiang Liu felt that this demon girl was definitely made of water, and her face was bright just now, and in the blink of an eye, tears fell down.

"I'm a poor blacksmith, the executioner of the dart game, I don't know where the next meal is after eating this meal, you beg me to take it in, do you want to drink the northwest wind?" Jiang Liu said with a curling neck.

"The slave family has nowhere to go now, begging the son to take it in?"

"Come less, the Imperial Treasure Xuan family has a big business, even if the industry here is gone, there is still a lot of silver. You can't ask me for it. Jiang Liu's eyes were full of white flowers, and he couldn't see any other colors, so he closed his eyes with great difficulty, "You better put on your clothes." ”

"It turns out that the slave's clothes, the son still keeps them. Hu Bumei was surprised to take the black gauze clothes thrown by Jiang Liu and burst into tears and smiled.