Long Jiale

The next morning, Shen Zhoucheng got up before dawn. The outside of the house was still gray, with only some faint white light on the distant horizon. There was a lot of moisture in the air, and new emerald green leaves grew on the dry branches. , with morning dew on the leaves.

After a simple wash, he started to walk up the mountain. The dew on the grass wetted his trouser legs. Shen Zhoucheng looked at the green bamboo forest not far away, and wished he could go to Wangzhulou to take Xiaobai The group took it back.

No matter what happened to him yesterday, he shouldn't have left the little fox there. This was the first time they had such a fight. No matter how cold the war was before, it was only a few hours. The little fox is a heartless little guy, Anger comes and goes quickly, as long as you coax him casually, every time Shen Zhoucheng pretends to be angry and wants to leave, that duplicity little white group will always follow.

Yesterday it was so angry that it didn't come home all night.

When Shen Zhoucheng arrived at Wangzhulou, he raised his leg to reach the third floor. In an instant, he reached the third floor. When he opened the door of the room, he could vaguely see the snow-white shadow on the groove on the window sill. There was already a cloud outside. A thin layer of white mist reflects this layer of white light, and the snow-like silver-white hair does not look real in the white light.

As soon as he saw the little white dumpling, Shen Zhoucheng finally felt relieved, a slight smile appeared on his face, and he walked to the side of the white dumpling, thinking that this little guy must still be sleeping soundly, so hug him first Go back and coax it again.

Unexpectedly, when his hand was about to touch the snow-white ball, two small pointed ears popped up from under the white ball, and the black fox eyes fixedly looked at him, Shen Zhoucheng was stunned. After a while, he called out, "Little fox."

The little fox responded with a hoarse voice, then turned his little head and pointed his snow-white buttocks at him.

Shen Zhoucheng wanted to reach out to hug it again, but accidentally noticed a corner of the ground. The bowl of white-cut chicken he made yesterday was thrown to the ground by Shen Li's sleeve. Now the plate of chicken is still on the ground, but, All that was left was a pile of chicken bones.

He is now stepping on a chicken bone.

Shen Zhoucheng's heart softened, and a hint of distress flashed in his eyes, thinking that he was really an awkward silly fox.

Just a few moments after he changed his mind, he turned his back and pointed his butt at Bai Tuanzi, sensing that the person behind him hadn't moved. It panicked, fearing that the other party would be the same as yesterday, so he left without coaxing it. Into Shen Zhoucheng's arms, climbed onto his shoulders first and stayed there.

Awkward, scared, angry and worried about being left behind by Shen Zhoucheng, Shen Zhoucheng touched the little furry head hanging on his shoulder, as if he understood the little guy's awkward mood in an instant.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have left you here alone yesterday. Forgive me, please. You see, I came to pick you up before dawn today."

The little white tuanzi on the shoulder called softly a few times, the voice was extremely aggrieved, as if accusing Shen Zhoucheng of leaving him here alone yesterday, Shen Zhoucheng coaxed it again in a low voice, little fox Only then awkwardly rubbed his small head on his cheek to express reconciliation.

While comforting it, Shen Zhoucheng took it up the mountain to catch a chicken, and made it a fresh chicken meal to make up for it, a pot of yellow stewed chicken, and he put the little white dumpling on the table, He planned to feed it with his own hands, but he didn't expect the little fox to turn into Shen Li on his own initiative.

This time the boy didn't have a snow-white tail, nor did he have pointy and fluffy ears on his head. He sat obediently on the bench opposite Shen Zhoucheng, glanced awkwardly at Shen Zhoucheng, and picked up his chopsticks. A piece of chicken was caught, "Zhouzhou, I, I can use chopsticks now."

The young man was still unskilled in holding the chopsticks, and the chicken he was holding was trembling, as if he was about to fall off. However, before the piece of chicken entered the bowl, it slipped from the chopsticks and fell onto the table. The boy opened his eyes wide in frustration, obviously he had practiced for a long time last night, why the two pieces of wood were still so difficult to use.

Between the boy's dazed mind, Shen Zhoucheng gave him another piece of chicken, touched the boy's head, and said softly: "It's okay, just practice a few more times, and it's okay if you can't learn it. Feed you myself."

"Really?" Shen Li blinked happily, thinking of herself as a little fox, she wanted to jump into Shen Zhoucheng's arms. Shen Zhoucheng quickly hugged the big group of foxes, and inadvertently sniffed To the faint fragrance coming from him.

"You, before jumping around, think about your own body shape, okay?"

Shen Li immediately turned into a little white dumpling, let out a happy fox cry, rolled on Shen Zhoucheng's thigh, and let out a few more soft calls.

Shen Zhoucheng watched it rolling around coquettishly, the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising, he hugged the limp little guy to the table, and fed him a bowl of chicken.

After the little fox was full, he rubbed his little belly and rubbed his head against the back of Shen Zhoucheng's hand. The warm little guy was like a cotton candy. Zhou Cheng's shoulder.

Obviously wanting to sleep, but it rubbed its little face with its paws, tried to wake up, wrapped around Shen Zhoucheng's neck, its long snow-white tail was gathered, and its small head was hidden under Shen Zhoucheng's earlobe.

Humming a little fox song one after another, as if in a daze, about to fall asleep.

It didn't dare to find a place to sleep, for fear of encountering some troubles, it stayed alone with a fox all night, and now it didn't want to leave Shen Zhoucheng for a second.

Knowing its habits, Shen Zhoucheng raised his hand to pinch its small body, took it off his shoulders, and put it in his arms, "Sleep, I'll hold you all the time."

After hearing his words, the little fox finally fell asleep uncontrollably.

Shen Zhoucheng found another waiter for Wangzhulou. This time, no age was required. The person who applied for the job was Liu Qifang, an aunt from Qingquan Village. She was in her forties, very warm-hearted and diligent. The other two little girls were much quicker.

After the matter was resolved, Shen Zhoucheng let out a long sigh of relief.However, after experiencing this incident, the little fox doesn't like to go to the small room on the third floor of Wangzhu Building, where the scenery makes him fall in love. Whenever the little fox stays in it, he thinks of the night when he was alone with a fox.

It is only willing to stay there when Shen Zhoucheng is also inside, and if Shen Zhoucheng wants to leave, it also wants to go with him.

Shen Zhoucheng did not force the little fox to learn various living habits of being a human being, nor forced him to practice walking and eating with chopsticks, but let him change into the appearance of a little fox or Shen Li, or human form Those who showed their tails and ears at every turn, he also let him go.

The little fox is free and comfortable, and does not reject the human form as before. When eating, running and sleeping, it still likes to take the appearance of a little fox. Use your fingers to do other things.

It is also obsessed with a game, that is, when it is held by Shen Zhoucheng, it will suddenly change from the state of a little fox to Shen Li, scaring the other party, watching him rushing to hug this swollen and enlarged self.

Shen Li was secretly delighted, and the human form was in such a good state that he could communicate with Shen Zhoucheng directly. Although Shen Zhoucheng understood what he meant when he called a fox before, he still spoke in human language when making various requests. , the other party can understand better.

For example, when he wants to eat beggar chicken, the other party will never misunderstand it as roast chicken.

Shen Li hugged the tablet and rolled on the bed, a snow-white fox tail flicked behind him, the whole fox was extremely happy.

Since their cold war that day, Shen Zhoucheng didn't force the little fox anymore, but he himself began to change into a half-human half-dragon state frequently to get used to this appearance of himself. Shen Zhoucheng found that his dragon tail and dragon claws, In addition to being indestructible, it also has many other uses.

For example, his dragon tail can be stretched according to his mind, and he can roll the water cup on the table with his tail while lying on the bed. It is very convenient to carry things, and his dragon claws are also very sharp. Just open it, if he is proficient in carving, he can also directly use it to carve wood and stone statues, but after all, he can't...

Shen Zhoucheng: "..."

In fact, these uses are actually useless.

better than nothing.

The little fox likes his dragon tail very much, and especially likes to turn into a snow-white ball to play on the dragon tail. He also asked Shen Zhoucheng to throw the snow-white ball into the sky with the dragon tail. After it uttered a happy fox cry, Roll it back with the dragon's tail.

Shen Zhoucheng is not against this game, it's all about practicing the accuracy of controlling the tail.

It's just that they played this game for two or three days, and the bed collapsed.

Because when Shen Zhoucheng used the dragon tail to throw the little fox into the sky, he didn't control his strength well, and the remaining force of the dragon tail collapsed the bed. Shen Zhoucheng didn't expect the bed to collapse, so he was stunned for a moment, the tail was not accurate enough. The little fox who was thrown into the sky was even more miserable. He was not caught by the dragon tail, but was only slapped by the tail, and finally fell on the mattress, and was bounced up and rolled over again.

In the end, they were a dragon and a fox, lying on a broken wooden mattress.

Under the slightly strange eyes of Grandma Shen, Shen Zhoucheng coughed, took the little fox to the county town, and asked a carpenter to order a bigger and stronger bed.

"I'm going to get married. How about a solid bed for such a big bed?"

"If I'm not married, I'll sleep alone. The master will help me make it firmer. I'm afraid I'll fall asleep."

"Sleeping alone????"

Shen Zhoucheng also strengthened his spell practice, but even if he practiced it, it was useless. Apart from destroying some flowers and trees, there were no other enemies to confront him, and all his strength was useless.

He pushed the limp little fox on the bed, "Tell me, are there any other goblins who have cultivated into adults in the world?"

The little fox shook his head, he didn't know, if he knew, he would have already turned into a human.

He patted the little fox's head, "Maybe there will be a chance to meet him in the future."

Although he knew that this kind of thinking was not good, but Shen Zhoucheng hoped that they would also meet a bad goblin to practice their skills. He really wanted to know how his current strength was.