Walking heavily on the street, Yuwen Fengye felt a little gloomy.
She herself didn't know how she just walked out of the Chen Mansion, which was crying loudly. The maggots were sealed, but people could not be resurrected after death. The huge Chen family was afraid that it would completely decline.
Seeing Yuwen Fengye's depressed look, Bai Yuan asked with some worry:
"Maple Leaf, are you okay? Why don't we go home first? I feel like something is wrong with you right now."
Feeling the concern in Bai Yuan's words, Yuwen Fengye's heavy mood improved slightly, he shook his head and said:
"I'm fine, I don't need to rest. Let's go to the Jushan Restaurant first. Didn't you say you want to bring some breakfast to your master? Besides, we haven't had breakfast yet. At worst, we'll just order vegetarian dishes later."
"Hmm, I'll only order vegetarian dishes. Occasionally, I can eat some vegetarian dishes to change my taste."
The image of maggots all over the corpse flashed through his mind, and Bai Yuan immediately nodded frantically, agreeing with Yuwen Fengye's suggestion.
After a few low-pitched chats, we arrived at Jushan Restaurant very quickly. There were far fewer diners in the building than before, and it looked quite deserted at first glance.
Yuwen Fengye chose a seat by the window and ordered a large table of rich pastries at Bai Yuan's signal.
The cup is full of tea, and bits of sunshine are falling, making waves. Yuwen Fengye takes a sip and slowly drinks it, taking advantage of the clear and astringent tea to soothe the unhappiness in his heart.
The day's plan begins in the morning, and ordinary people don't have such a leisurely time. Those who come to dine here are all wealthy. As the famous morning tea house in Hexi City, Jushan House is naturally not just about eating.
Snapped--
Jingmu slapped the table, and the screen gradually moved.
But now, the person sitting on the storytelling table was not the old man with a long beard who had been stationed in the Jushan Building, but a young scholar wearing shabby linen clothes with dark circles under his eyes.
Just when many diners had doubts about this new young storyteller, the scholar cleared his throat and began to tell today's story regardless of the gazes of everyone in the audience.
"The story I want to tell you today is not about the heroes of the past, but about a mysterious and strange thing that happened in Qingzhou."
"Mysterious things?"
Upon hearing this word, the diners' ears twitched slightly and they couldn't help but feel a little expectant. After all, people are always the most interested in unknown things like gods and ghosts.
"It is said that in the west of Qingzhou, there is a high mountain called Niupozi, and there are two villages at the foot of the mountain. The people in the village have relied on the wild products in the mountain for generations and have continued to this day.
It is said that there are spirits high in the mountains. I don’t know when a pair of spirit foxes appeared in the mountains. The origins of these spirit foxes are quite extraordinary. They have a trace of the blood of the Qingqiu clan in their bodies, and they have to pass on the practice method when their spiritual wisdom is first awakened.
As they age, the two foxes become more and more sophisticated..."
The storyteller's story made Bai Yuan's eyes light up. He patted the table with his paws and said excitedly:
"Maple Leaf Maple Leaf, that storyteller seems to be telling the story of the Fox Clan. I have followed the master for so long, and this is the first time I have heard of other Fox Clan cultivators!"
Looking up at Bai Yuan's big tail that was swinging in excitement, Yuwen Fengye swallowed the cake in his mouth and couldn't help but feel a little confused:
"Didn't Fairy Yanyun tell you this kind of common sense? The Fox Clan is quite famous among the Monster Clan. There are three major clans, Qingqiu of Dongtu Divine Continent, Xuanyuan Tomb of Heimengling Continent, and Tushan of Hetian Youzhou.
, each of these three tribes has a heavenly demon sitting there to oppress them."
Although Bai Yuan didn't know what the Sky Demon was, from Yuwen Fengye's awe-inspiring tone, it was not difficult to guess that he must be a great figure in the Demon Clan.
Thinking of this, Bai Yuan couldn't help but his eyes lit up,
"It turns out that my fox clan is so powerful. Then do I also have a chance to become a heavenly demon? Then I can have a master with one palm!"
"..."
Yuwen Fengye looked at Bai Yuan who was lost in fantasy and was speechless. He curled his lips and said:
"Don't think so beautifully. The demon clan practices the most important bloodline. When you awaken your spiritual wisdom, do you have a cultivation inheritance? Those who have inheritance are noble bloodline spirit foxes. Besides, even if you are a direct descendant of the three major clans, the chance of cultivating to the sky demon
It’s also very slim.”
"Ah? It also depends on bloodline."
As soon as the fantasy appeared, it was immediately ruthlessly shattered by reality. The light in Bai Yuan's eyes went out, and his two ears instantly drooped.
It knows its own affairs, what kind of cultivation inheritance does it have, and what little demonic power it has is just cultivated by it indiscriminately worshiping the moon. In daily practice, it relies entirely on Chai Jiangcui's guidance.
Rather than cultivating demons, it is a different kind of cultivation. After a few months, my cultivation level has not increased much, but the demonic aura has weakened a lot.
Not to mention how Bai Yuan became autistic, the story of the scholar on the stage continues.
The scholar's talent as a storyteller is not bad, and his sentences are fluent and also have a bit of emotion. As the plot progresses, the diners become more and more immersed in the story.
"...It can be said that this fox has been practicing in the mountains and has little contact with the villages at the foot of the mountains. But one day, a villager who went into the mountains to collect medicine accidentally fell and injured his leg while climbing a steep slope.
The herb collector's screams of pain attracted the male fox who happened to be nearby. The male fox looked at the injured human and did not kill him. Instead, he secretly used magic to bring the herbal medicine to stop the bleeding.
Send him down the mountain.
In this way, the herb collector who survived in a daze was greatly shocked by this, thinking that the mountain god was helping him. In the days that followed, the Linghu couple also helped the villagers in distress several times.
Gradually, the villagers in the two villages became convinced that Niupozi Mountain has a mountain god. People also built a mountain temple specifically for this purpose, and they continued to offer incense.
Although Linghu and his wife did not know Shinto, the free incense and wish power also gave them a lot of benefits. The speed of condensing the demonic power was a little faster. So they were happy to take care of the villagers at the foot of the mountain.
The two villages became more and more prosperous under the protection of Linghu.
In this way, for hundreds of years, the female spirit fox became pregnant and successfully gave birth to two little foxes. It was a good thing to have children for a hundred years, but something unexpected happened to these two little foxes.
The two spirit fox cubs inherited the talents of their parents. Although they were young, they were so powerful that even ordinary wolves and leopards would shy away from them. They thought they could go anywhere in the mountains. However, they subconsciously ignored the existence of the villagers at the foot of the mountain.
One day, two little foxes were chasing rabbits and playing, and they were bumped into by a hunter who went up the mountain to hunt. Seeing the beautiful fur on the two little foxes, the hunter's heart suddenly became greedy, and he immediately drew his bow and arrow and shot at the two little foxes.
A little fox shot away.
Poor two little foxes had demonic powers but didn't know how to use them. They had no time to escape from the hunter's sneak attack, and both of them perished...
The sky was getting dark, and the spirit fox couple in the nest waited and waited for their cubs, but they couldn't help but anxiously searched the mountains for them.
In this way, the two spirit foxes continued from dusk until late at night, and finally found the hunter's home by following the scent. But when they sneaked into the courtyard, what they saw were two hanging fox skins and a half-cured corpse.
Their flesh and blood died tragically, and the mother spirit fox went crazy in an instant. A strong demonic aura rose into the sky, and the hunter family met the King of Hell while they were still sleeping. But even so, the spirit fox couple still did not understand their hatred and attempted to massacre the entire village.
Destroy these humans who have been protected by you for hundreds of years..."
The story has reached its climax. Except for the voice of the young scholar, the lobby of the Jushan Building is extremely quiet. Everyone is listening attentively, and even the shopkeeper has listened to the abacus in his hand.
But even Yuwen Fengye never noticed that the scholar's tone of voice gradually became more and more strange as the plot progressed.
There has never been a single diner in the store, and the noise of pedestrians on the street is slowly being isolated...