I use the fox fairy to suppress all ghosts

I had a dream. In the dream, I hugged a fox with eight tails. I walked a long, long way with her in my arms. It was dark all around, and I couldn’t see my fingers. The eight-tailed fox suffered a lot. Injured and crying all the time, she said she didn't want to leave me, she couldn't bear me.

I was crying too, and I said don't be afraid, I will definitely cure you, and we will never be apart again.

From day to night, from the sky full of stars to the afterglow of the setting sun, it seems to have traveled through thousands of years.

Finally, I was tired from walking and fell to the ground, and the eight-tailed fox fell with me.

It suddenly got up, its body was trembling, bleeding all over its body, and tears fell to the ground.

Then, the eight-tailed fox transformed into a peerless beauty, standing proudly, she stretched out her hand to touch my face, and said, "Master, you must remember me, we will never see each other again, you must live well..."

The eight-tailed fox turned and left, opened her hands, and her eight tails danced. She looked up to the sky and shouted: "I use a thousand years of strength, but I only want my husband to live. Even if I go to the thunder pool, I will never regret it!"

As soon as the words fell, thunder after thunder blasted down, and all of them landed on the eight-tailed fox.

Her body instantly dissipated and turned into countless white light spots, like countless fireflies, illuminating the dark night.

"No!" I yelled and crawled towards her.

The countless white light spots drifted farther and farther away, gradually moving away from me, and finally disappeared.

At this time, I was already in tears.

"He's crying...he's crying, the young master woke up!" A familiar voice echoed in my ears.

"Damn it, I can cry when I fall asleep, it's a technical job." The sloppy Taoist priest's voice also came over.

"Senior Li, quickly come and have a look, brother Wu Jie seems to be awake, his fingers are moving." Gu Haoran also said excitedly.

I heard footsteps and a man sat next to me.

Then a big hand stroked my head, sighed and said: "My good apprentice, you have suffered."

I'm awake, but I don't want to open my eyes.

Or rather, I'm escaping reality.

The eight-tailed fox was gone, and I watched her disappear in front of me. I couldn't accept it. I just wanted to sleep like this forever, never wanting to wake up again.

When I think of the eight-tailed fox, my tears still flow out without disappointment.

The master sighed again, and said, "Wu Jie, master knows that you are not at ease. I haven't seen you for almost a year. Don't you want to see the master?"

"Wu Jie, can you stop pretending? The six calamities are over, and you should be happy if you survived. Why are you crying?" The sloppy Taoist slapped me right on the On my wound, I was throbbing in pain.

"Xiaojie, let me tell you some good news, the eight-tailed fox didn't really lose its soul." The master said suddenly.

Hearing this, my heart trembled, and I immediately opened my eyes, grabbed Master's arm, and sat up abruptly from the bed.

Getting up this time was so painful that I almost passed out.

He was injured by a thunderbolt before, and his whole body was covered with wounds. This movement was too big, and it was inevitable that the wound would be pulled.

But I didn't care about these, I quickly looked at the master and said: "Old man, what you said is true or not, you didn't lie to me, did you?"

The old master blushed, and said: "Can you stop being startled, boy, you are covered in wounds all over your body, look, the wound is bleeding."

"Old man, don't change the subject, tell me quickly, is the eight-tailed fox really not dead?" I asked excitedly again.

"Look, it's really ungrateful. I taught a good apprentice. When I saw the eight-tailed fox, even the master ignored it. I haven't seen him for more than a year. When I came up, I asked about the eight-tailed fox first. "My master said with a look of resentment.

"If you're not living well, what's the matter? Of course I'll ask the eight-tailed fox first." I took a closer look at Master, and he was fine when he left, but when he came back, he looked sloppy again. He was almost like a beggar, and suddenly I felt that he and the sloppy Taoist priest should be masters and apprentices, and they were carved out of the same mold.

The master took a look at me, and then said: "Don't worry, the eight-tailed fox didn't die completely, it's probably about the same. At the last moment, for the teacher, I gathered her scattered spirit again and put it in your conscious mind." Re-warmed in the sea, but in her current condition, she is much weaker than when you were first born, most of the time you can't sense her, maybe if there is a big chance in the future, she can slowly wake up."

"What is the big chance, when will she wake up?" I asked impatiently again.

"I don't know when I will wake up. In short, I saved her primordial spirit for you. As for the great opportunity, it is the chance to rebirth the eight-tailed fox from nirvana. It depends on your luck." Master said again.

I pondered for a while, and what I thought in my heart was that listening to what you say is better than listening to what you say, and it seems that what the master said is equal to what he didn't say.

But he said that the eight-tailed fox's soul is still there, so I don't worry, as long as she doesn't die, there is still a chance for everything. At worst, I have to wait another 18 years, and I don't believe I won't see her.

Then, I looked at Master again and asked, "Master, why didn't you come earlier? If you had come earlier, the eight-tailed fox wouldn't be in this state. Maybe you could have saved her."

There is a bit of resentment in saying this.

After the master heard this, he sighed again and said, "Actually, when you encountered the thunder calamity, the master was always there, watching you not far away."

I was stunned: "Are you watching me being struck by lightning?!"

Master nodded, and said in a deep voice: "This calamity is very important. Being a teacher can't help you. Helping you is tantamount to harming you. It is tantamount to acting against the sky. When the next catastrophe comes, you will definitely die, there is no room for relaxation. If you hadn’t protected you for two catastrophes before becoming a teacher, you would not have encountered the current thunder catastrophe. At that time, you were young and couldn’t bear it at all. , so I acted as a teacher to block for you, now that you are an adult, you have to go through this calamity by yourself, the cycle of cause and effect is endless, you can't escape..."

Speaking of this, the master looked a little sad, and suddenly stopped talking.

I seem to be able to understand his difficulties.

In fact, the master at that time should be the saddest. He saw with his own eyes that the life of the apprentice he had taught for eight years was hanging by a thread, but he couldn't help him, and he couldn't save him.

It's not helping me, it's not helping me, this God is also embarrassing the old man in front of him.

The atmosphere became inexplicably dull, and I felt very uncomfortable.

"Quack quack... Xiao Wu Jie is awake, let Ba Ye see..." A black shadow suddenly flew in from outside.