Long Jiale

Shen Zhoucheng fiddled with it for a long time, but he didn't figure out how to walk, but he racked his brains to turn his dragon claws and dragon tail back into human legs.

Looking at the two straight long legs under him, Shen Zhoucheng let out a long sigh of relief, it's better to be human.

However, when he tried to walk back to the bed with two legs forward, he paused for a while, he seemed to have forgotten how to walk with two legs...

Shen Zhoucheng: "..."

He doesn't admit that he is so stupid, the vixen on TV can switch freely between the human form and the fox state, Shen Zhou sincerely thinks that if he gets used to it, he will definitely be able to switch freely.

Almost all the clothes on Shen Zhoucheng's body were rotten and turned into long strips of rags hanging on him. He looked down at the little fox in his arms. Little Bai Tuanzi, the whole fox closed its eyes tightly, as if very tired Yes, when Shen Zhoucheng just woke up, he used spiritual power to heal the superficial scars on him and the little fox. However, the superficial scars can be healed, but the internal wear and tear is not so easy to recover.

He thought, Xiao Baituan must have used his natural ability yesterday, which is an ability that can calm the mind, calm the mind, or invigorate the spirit. It is a little white fox. Generally speaking, foxes are best at bewitching Skills such as human heart, perhaps, he was also bewitched by another kind last night?

But this ability to keep one awake is like a little futon.

Shen Zhoucheng couldn't help thinking that the monks who ring the bells and chant the Buddha in the temple probably want a little white dumpling like this that can calm down and clear away distracting thoughts.

He changed his clothes, hugged the little fox on the bed, injected a lot of spiritual power into its sleepy body, and nourished its body with heart. The little fox opened his eyes dimly, and after seeing the intact Shen Zhoucheng , rubbed his palm with his small head, but couldn't control his exhaustion and fell asleep.

"Thank you, silly fox."

How lucky was he to meet the little fox.

Shen Zhoucheng smiled, staring at the soft little white dumpling in his arms with a very gentle expression, stroked its pointed ears, combed its snow-white and soft white fur, and what it cared about most tail.

Taking good care of this little white dumpling, Shen Zhoucheng put it back on his bed, put it next to his pillow, covered it with his quilt, and let it rest well.

Shen Zhoucheng cleaned up his room with a broom, and filled up the two big holes he dug out. While filling the holes, he was still secretly glad that he didn't build a new house. If he built a new house on the second floor, How to live on the second floor and hollow out the floor.

He looked at the legs of the benches and tables, and didn't know what to do. He was afraid that Grandma Shen would see him and say that he was messing around. Longwei patted the wooden board into a powder state.

According to the gourd painting, the broken thermos cups, clothes hangers, chargers...all that should be cleaned out have passed through the high voltage of the dragon tail, and turned into big cakes that cannot be seen from the original appearance.

He stuffed these flatbreads into a black garbage bag, quietly took them out and threw them away.

Grandma Shen, who was feeding the big white goose outside the door, caught Shen Zhoucheng who was acting suspiciously and furtively, "Why are you up so late today?"

Shen Zhoucheng pretended to cough twice, "It's cold, stay in bed, don't want to get up, grandma."

"Yeah, let's warm up in the bed. What were you and the little fox talking about last night? Why did grandma hear it calling all the time?"

A row of big white geese wandered around Grandma Shen. This big white goose was bought by Grandma Shen recently at someone else's house, and she was planning to raise it and eat it for the New Year.

Shen Zhoucheng pretended to be stupid, "No, little fox and I went to bed early yesterday, grandma, you must be hallucinating."

Grandma Shen looked at him suspiciously: "Aren't you making trouble? Where's the little fox? Why isn't it on you today? A few days ago, the hen gave birth to a litter of cubs. This little fox has to go to see its babies every day. Where are the chicks?"

Shen Zhoucheng: "..."

Shen Zhoucheng: "Grandma, aren't you worried that I ate the little fox last night?"

Grandma Shen tried her best to hold back her laughter, and said solemnly: "I'm afraid that you will be hungry at night, so you can't help but do it."

"Grandma heard several shrill fox calls last night."

Shen Zhou was speechless and choked: "Grandma, if you are worried, go to my room and have a look. It is lying on my bed and sleeping soundly."

"Forget it, grandma is teasing you."

That's what she said, but Grandma Shen still ran to Shen Zhoucheng's room curiously to check the situation. The little fox did sleep soundly on the bed as Shen Zhoucheng said, but Grandma Shen saw her grandson The room looks weird no matter how you look.

Why are there two newly dug and filled holes in the floor?

Shen Zhoucheng explained while drinking water: "I hid something inside."

Grandma Shen nodded, and didn't ask him what he hid inside. In fact, Grandma Shen used to dig holes to hide things. She looked around again: "It seems that the tables, chairs and benches in your room are gone too?"

Shen Zhoucheng: "I collapsed, I just threw it out."

Grandma Shen was surprised: "What?"

Shen Zhoucheng coughed again, "Actually, I wanted to modify it, but I used too much force on the hammer and it broke."

"Forget it, do whatever you like, grandma is off to pick vegetables."

After coaxing Grandma Shen away, Shen Zhoucheng closed the door, hugged the sleeping little white dumpling, and went to Qingbi Mountain together. On Qingbi Mountain, his ability will be stronger, and he will be able to help the little fox recover better.

The little fox wasted a lot that day, and in the next few days, it spent twenty hours in sleep every day, and the time of waking up was less. Shen Zhoucheng took it to Qingbi Mountain every day. It cooked chicken and ate it. After half a month passed, the little fox finally regained some energy. He lay on Shen Zhoucheng's shoulder by himself, rubbing his small head against his neck.

After it regained consciousness, the little fox dumpling went to count the chickens on its own mountain. It was okay when it didn’t learn mathematics before, but now that it learned mathematics, it suddenly found that there were one, two, three, four, five, six… seven, eight… 28 chickens missing. chicken?

The whole fox became ill in an instant.

What about its harem beauties, Three Thousand Chickens?

Little Bai Tuanzi climbed onto Shen Zhoucheng's shoulder, scratched his cheek, and stared at him with his angry fox eyes, as if asking with his eyes: "Where's my chicken?"

Shen Zhoucheng: "..."

"I didn't steal your chicken." Shen Zhoucheng took the little fox dumpling into his arms, and counted it one by one during the days when it was half asleep, half awake, and unexamined, how much it ate every day chicken.

In order to make the little fox accept the facts, Shen Zhoucheng also showed it the little fox's chicken eating account book in the record book.

Looking at the bright facts, the 28 chickens were indeed eaten by itself in the past half month. The little fox felt a burst of distress and frustration. It ate so many chickens and lived a happy life, but it Unexpectedly, I don't really remember these things about eating chicken happily.

I don’t remember, so that means——

Its chicken was eaten in vain.

Eating it for nothing, isn't that the same as losing its 28 dream chickens?

The little fox rolled himself up in frustration and turned into a depressed fox. He lost so many chickens for no reason. Being a herding chicken fox is really uncomfortable.

Seeing its dejected appearance, Shen Zhoucheng took it to another bamboo grove. In that captive area, there were many chickens that had grown for half a month playing under the bamboo grove. Blowing their chirping into the little fox's ears.

The little fox's eyes lit up.

Shen Zhoucheng patted its buttocks, "Go count and see how many chickens you have?"

Xiao Baituan rushed out with a whoosh, and after wandering around among the chickens, the whole fox was in high spirits.

After counting the chickens, estimate the time when they grow up in the small head. There are 160 seven chickens over there, and 88 chicks here. If you eat one chicken for a day or two, how long can it last?

Although it is still not very clear, but the little fox is very satisfied...

88 is bigger than 28!

Xiaobai Tuanzi squinted his fox eyes, climbed up to Shen Zhoucheng's shoulder happily, rubbed against his face, and patted his cheek with the soft paw pad, gently After a few whispers, Shen Zhoucheng, who was level [-] in Fox Language, automatically understood what it said: "Thank you for teaching me mathematics."

Otherwise, the whole fox doesn't know how much wealth it has.

The little white dumpling and the whole fox are beautifully bubbling.

Shen Zhoucheng squeezed its little paw with a smile, and proposed while Uncle Fox was happy: "Let's play the story of buyers and sellers again?"

Even when he was happy, Uncle Fox was not dazzled by happiness, he swept his tail at Shen Zhoucheng's forehead.

No talk!

The weather is getting colder day by day, and fewer and fewer tourists come to Qingquan Village. Occasionally, there will be a few fishing enthusiasts who go fishing by Shen Zhoucheng's fish pond. In such a cold wind, no one will willing to go out.

Shen Zhoucheng's restaurant under construction on the mountain has already been built, and now only the final decoration is needed. He began to go to the county town frequently to buy various utensils, kitchen design, and also to refer to Xie Yihao's opinion.

On the second floor, he customized a batch of unique wooden classical style tables and chairs, which are very antique, and coupled with the bamboo-style architecture, they are very moving and elegant.

It is rare that in such a cold weather, the warm sun came out at noon. Shen Zhoucheng arranged seats on the second floor, and the little fox lay on the window sill, sleeping alone while basking in the sun.

Shen Zhoucheng was afraid that it would roll over and fall into a fox cake when it fell asleep, so he took a little attention to pay attention to it, and made a protective ring for it.

When Shen Zhoucheng was cleaning the table, suddenly a fox screamed.

He turned his head to look at the window sill, and found several snow-white pigeons around the little fox.