There are many foxes in Qingqiu Ridge. The foxes here are bloated. Not only do they not avoid passers-by, but they also follow Lin Chuan and his party.
"These foxes are not afraid of people? It's really strange!" Murong Longyue stuck her head out of the car window and marveled at the foxes with different fur colors.
Although she can be considered a native of the Northern Kingdom, she has seen too little of the world. Before the age of fifteen, she could hardly leave the house and was watched over by Lan Qing.
After leaving home, he ran all the way to look for Murong Daoyu, but had little chance to understand the local customs and customs.
Yu Xiaoyao saw that Murong Longyue's expression did not seem to be fake, so he explained: "It is rumored that the first Northern Emperor was an abandoned baby, abandoned in Qingqiu Ridge, and later rescued by a group of foxes. The first Northern Emperor relied on drinking foxes
Only then can I live."
Lin Chuan continued: "After the first Northern Emperor became emperor, he ordered the subjects of the Northern Kingdom not to harm the Qingqiu Fox Clan. The people also knew that the foxes here were spiritual, so they would feed them some food when passing by. These foxes have been fed for a long time.
Naturally, I am no longer afraid of people."
"Oh...I see, let's throw in some food and make some wishes by the way!" Murong Longyue was very excited after hearing this, and rummaged through the food in the car.
Lin Chuan and Yu Xiaoyao looked at Murong Longyue dancing happily, and they couldn't help being speechless for a while.
Her father is the first mage in the Mongolian world, and she herself has been completed with the Five Forms of Fate. If she wants to divine good or bad fortune by looking at the sky and the earth, for Murong Longyue it should be just a matter of time and method.
(I have been working overtime very late recently, so I took time to catch up on the weekends)