Woof woof woof.

While Qin Chuan was observing, one of the wolf dogs barked. Then the other wolf dogs followed suit.

"The nose is pretty good." Qin Chuan thought to himself.

He was at least seventy or eighty steps away from the bonfire, but he didn't expect the wolf dogs to notice it. It must have been him or the little fox who smelled it.

Qin Chuan shot a cold arrow without thinking.

Right in the middle of the biggest wolfdog.

Before the people dressed as believers around the bonfire could react, they saw the largest wolfdog fall.

When the wolf dog saw its companion dead, it howled more and more loudly.

After a while, another wolfdog fell.

One head, two heads, three heads...

Qin Chuan: "..."

Qin Chuan thought to himself: "This world is too complicated. Even being a fox fairy has to take the exam like an imperial examination." These foxes study, it is really linked to practice, but it is not only to enlighten their minds, but also to be like children.

Then take an exam similar to the imperial examination.

"Sir, could it be that he wants to take advantage of the White Wolf King? It's better that you don't go. Hey, my wife has suffered so much when she fell into his hands. This White Wolf King is very powerful. Although you have the means, sir, you can't meet him.

If you go to it, you will be in bad luck..."

"I'm just asking, I won't take any chances. Mr. Tu will answer my question first."

However, it is obvious that a giant of the Shinto such as Bixia Yuanjun is still far away from Qinchuan. He is now a heavenly being in trouble. If someone finds out and is recruited as a son-in-law, will he go or not?

It's better to rely on yourself as a human being.

Even when my uncle was seriously ill, my mother-in-law served her with her own hands.

At this time, Xiaobai untied his companions. A group of little foxes were all intoxicated by the fox scent and had no strength. Qin Chuan asked the old fox that they would need half an hour to regain their strength.

Qin Chuan continued to ask: "Forget it, let's not talk about this for now. Does Mr. Tu know when the White Wolf King will leave the Langshou Mountain Cave?"

Bixia Yuanjun is a deity of the Taoist sect. It is rumored that she is the daughter of Emperor Dongyue. Emperor Dongyue is also the boss of the Lords of Hell in the Tenth Palace. This Lord of Hell must not be allowed to give in to others.

When the little foxes heard their husband reciting poems, although they looked very ghostly, they were not afraid because he was reciting the poems. They felt much more at ease. They also recited along with him in a weird tone.

Qin Chuan nodded lightly, and then asked: "Mr. Tu, are those followers from the Wenxiang Sect?"

The sound of the painted strings and plain pipes is shallow and complex, and the flower skirts and stilettos are walking in the autumn dust.

Why would such a good fox abandon Ying Ning after his uncle passed away?

"Fifteen?" Qin Chuan pondered carefully.

Qin Chuan didn't force it.

“The sun sets in the west mountains and it gets dark in the east mountains, and the whirlwind blows and the horses ride on the clouds.

The osmanthus leaf brushes the wind and the osmanthus falls, the green raccoon cries blood and the cold fox dies.

Speaking of which, when she was pregnant with Ying Ning, she didn't have a day off. She was still working on the day she gave birth to Ying Ning, and she didn't have any confinement period afterwards. In addition, when Qin Chuan was studying, she seemed to understand a little bit, and there was something with her in her memory.

A scene where knowledge is discussed.

Qin Chuan then stayed by the bonfire, preparing to wait for them to recover their strength and send them back to Qiuyun Temple before leaving.

In fact, the little foxes rely on Qin Chuan, just like people rely on their teachers and parents. There is a kind of nature in them. Just like the students in a private school, no matter how strict the teacher is, they also know that the teacher will not harm them. There is a kind of natural feeling in them.

Trust and dependence.

The leading believer was so horrified that he immediately started shouting. After a while, the dozen or so believers left completely.

"Recently, some people from the Wenxiang Sect have come to the city and outside the city. I have met them. Why are they arresting you?"

In this way, Tushanhu really has the tradition of knowing the book and being polite.

The old fox still struggled to get up and raised his front paws: "Thank you sir for saving me."

Is it possible that these Tushan foxes really think of themselves as human beings?

Qin Chuan thought of Ying Ning's mother, the fox girl he should call his aunt. After marrying his cousin, she was indeed a good wife and mother. The clothes Qin Chuan wore before he woke up were all sewn by this aunt.

Yes, originally according to her wish, after Qin Chuan passed the examination to become a scholar, she would personally sew a Confucian shirt for him.

Old Fox: "Sir, you saved our lives, and I won't hide anything from you anymore. Once we, Tushan Fox, can learn to speak human language, read Chinese characters, and be familiar with human imperial examination articles, we can go to the Empress of Mount Tai to take the exam."

, once we pass the exam, Empress Taishan will confer us the title of scholar fox and pass on the immortal method. The old fox has low qualifications. Even if he has taken the elixir, opened up his intelligence, and learned some superficial writing, he still cannot pass the exam.

We can only place our hopes on the children."

If you think about it carefully, since your mother-in-law got married, Qin Chuan's food and clothing before his awakening were almost all handled by her herself and she treated him like her own son.

"Well... on the fifteenth day of every month, the Ghost Mother of Banyue Slope will fight with the White Wolf King. In the past few years, they have fought many times, and they have always been indecisive. My wife and I just took advantage of the full moon.

I went to pick red fruits at night, hey..." It obviously regretted its original greed.

"You are cultivating immortality? So, does your learning of writing have anything to do with cultivating immortality?"

He asked again: "Is the Empress of Mount Tai the Bixia Yuanjun in folklore?"

At this time, Qin Chuan put down Xiaobai, who quickly ran towards the bonfire and untied the old fox, but the old fox still looked gloomy and had no strength.

The century-old owl has become a wooden charm, and its laughter rises from the green fire nest."

At this time, the autumn wind was getting stronger, and in the wind there was the sound of a night owl, as if a fierce ghost was emitting a shrill howl. In the distance, the grave mounds were faintly visible, and there were flickering will-o'-the-wisps. The little foxes who had just escaped from the disaster could not help but be very frightened, and rushed to Qinchuan.

Move closer.

This poem is so ghostly that it makes people shudder when reading it. However, as Qin Chuan recited it, the shrill howls of the night owls in the distance naturally seemed lacking in ghostliness in front of this poem.

"Sir, there is a saying in the Book of Songs: 'The white fox of Suisui has nine tails. The family of Chengzi is the capital of Youchang.' This is the story of our ancestor of the Tushan family, the daughter Jiao Niangniang, who married the Emperor Dayu. We

Tushan Fox cultivates the immortal path, Qingqiu cultivates the demon path, and the foxes outside Qingqiu are just wild foxes."

He was a little speechless, wondering if Mr. Tu was also a fox demon. Every bite of a demon fox made Qin Chuan think that Mr. Tu was really a human.

The ancient wall is decorated with colorful Qiu and gold posts, and rain workers ride into the autumn pool water.

Qin Chuan smiled when he saw this, "Come here, I'll teach you how to read poetry."

Old Fox: "Yes, sir, do you also know about the Wenxiang Sect?"

Qin Chuan actually asked Lao Hu before, but Lao Hu hesitated and said that he couldn't tell.

"Exactly, all aliens who want to become immortals must pass the test of the Empress of Mount Tai. She has great magical powers and boundless magic power. Even the Lord of Hell would give her three points."

All I saw were wolf dogs falling to the ground.

In the wilderness, in the wild, at the bonfire, the young man recited ghost poems, surrounded by a group of foxes, the situation was extremely strange.

At night, even with the light of a bonfire, the believers could not tell where the cold arrows were shot.

"What you don't know, sir, is that the Wenxiang Sect is backed by the Qingqiu Demon Fox. They probably want to use us as a blood sacrifice to worship the evil god. The little old man was attracted by the demon fox's scent, so he couldn't resist."

Qin Chuan walked over slowly.

The old fox saw the look on Qin Chuan's face. He was sophisticated enough to guess what Qin Chuan meant. How could he, an old fox, open his mouth and shut up like a demon fox?

It couldn't help but explain to Qin Chuan that the fox tribe actually had a chain of contempt.

Exactly:

If you listen to what you say, it will rain like silk in the bean shed.

You should be tired of speaking in human language, but love to listen to the ghosts singing poems in autumn graves.

Thanks for the reward from Control Weixin.
Chapter completed!