I am an immortal in heaven and earth

Chapter 4: The chicken and the fox
Xu Jia also knew about the matter of worshiping the fight. Zhuge Liang put down the seven-star lantern, and the failure of worshiping the fight to extend his life was a hatred in many people's hearts. However, this technique is a Taoist secret. How can a rural fox and wild charm know it?

But when I thought about it, this was not Blue Star anymore. There was no rule against becoming a spirit. It could not be that someone's ancestors had achieved enlightenment and passed it down.

"Then Xiaosheng would like to thank the Fox Fairy. As for the roasted chicken, I will definitely serve it afterwards! As a gentleman says, a horse is hard to catch, so how can he go back on his words? Moreover, this is a life-saving grace. Let alone a few chickens, even a few pigs, Xiaosheng To support.”

The furry fox raised his head and looked at the sky: "It's almost dawn. I'm afraid it won't be possible today. In this way, since you have forgotten where your home is, I will send birds to help you find out in the countryside. I don't want your pigs, but chickens." You must give it, you scared me!"

"Besides, you are not a fox. I still need to find some lamps and candles. I will wait until tomorrow night to help you perform the art of worshiping and cultivating your destiny, lighting the destiny fire to eliminate misfortune."

Xu Jia bowed respectfully: "Thank you very much, Fox Fairy!"

The mixed-haired fox felt that the fate was getting deeper, so he grinned and said to himself: "I am a kind-hearted fox. I will help you this time and save you a lot of trouble!"

Xu Jia said: "Sorry to trouble you, old man. I will prepare two more roast chickens to thank you when the time comes."

The mixed-haired fox asked: "How many chickens were there before?"

Xu Jia said uncertainly: "There must be eight of them at one table anyway!"

The mixed-haired fox counted on his fingers: eight plus two.

After working on it for a while, he finally understood: "Then prepare ten roast chickens!"

Then she transformed into her original form, no longer looking like an old lady: "Follow me!"

Xu Jia hurriedly followed. He had already calculated with his fingers. Although the Taoist deeds of his previous life were no longer with him, the knowledge of mathematics was not lost. This old fox, although he did some petty theft, was generally honest. , he didn’t mean to harm anyone, and things would definitely turn around if he followed him.

The old fox led Xu Jia to a wild temple. This temple was no bigger than a rural dry toilet, and there was no god inside. It stood beside the road. There were many weeds and wild bushes around it. I don't know when it was erected, but it had long been ruined.

"You stay here for now. I will pee around the area and set up a barrier for you. You must not go out during the day. Your life is not strong. Sunbathing will not only fail to replenish your yang energy, but will easily burn you." , by the way, you must not eat..."

Xu Jia didn't feel hungry, so naturally he wouldn't eat.

I was just sweating profusely. I couldn't bear it after just a few steps. My face became paler and I felt like retching. My head was also dizzy, and I clearly looked like I was about to vomit.

The bastard fox was afraid that Xu Jia would die at any time and the fate he had formed would become a dead knot, so he quickly said: "Do you still have money? I will lend you more life fire."

"No more." Xu Jia was panting, but he tried hard to put the palms of his hands and feet together. Although it was cold, it did not let out the Yang Qi, and at the same time, his breathing was calm and soothing.

"Fox Fairy, go ahead. I have learned how to meditate, and I will definitely be able to persist until tomorrow night."

The furry fox looked at it for a while, then found some hay from nowhere and a shabby quilt to cover Xu Jia to avoid hypothermia and death.

After confirming that everything was fine, he jumped out of the deserted temple and returned to the fox hole under the crooked neck tree.

It was already dawn, and a group of foxes were discussing why the old bastard hadn't come back yet.

"Was Abo eaten by zombies?"

"I heard that when zombies eat, they twist their heads first, then the blood gushes out like spring water, and they drink it with their mouths."

As soon as the old bastard came in, he was so angry after hearing this, he used his paws and tails directly, and rewarded each fox with a bag.

The lame fox even screamed strangely: "He's back, he's back! I just said he wasn't eaten by the zombies! Uncle, I said you weren't eaten, so why did you hit me?" The other foxes didn't bother to pay attention to him and looked at him. The old bastards gathered around and asked, "Uncle, what kind of monster is that? How did you deal with it?"

The old Zamao clicked his tongue and said, "That's not a monster, it's a living person. The underworld captured the wrong soul and released it, but it's half dead. I'm afraid it won't survive tomorrow."

"I wanted to save him and earn some merit, so I formed a bond with him and lent him a ray of life."

Yiluo Waigua split jujube has little knowledge and cannot distinguish between true and false. He has only heard stories told by storytellers when going to the market, but they are all things that scholars and ladies do for sex, and there is no book in it about the undercover arresting the wrong person.

But after hearing that they had formed a bond with this man, they all said, "What a loss, what a loss! What if he dies early?"

The mixed-haired fox also had this worry, but he said again: "He promised that if it succeeds, he will give us ten roast chickens as thanks."

"Then it's okay." The lonely fox drooled: "This man is so good! Ten chickens can last until the New Year!"

The furry fox gave him a kick: "Don't just think about eating chicken. First, find seven old oil lamps, seven bowls, some beans, rice and food, and get a handful of incense." The old Zamao said: "Hurry and collect these things. We need them tonight."

"Take the money and collect it, don't steal it!" the old miscellaneous fox still told him.

Those foxes disappeared in a burst of smoke. Snakes have their own ways, rats have their own ways, and foxes also have their own ways.

Although the fox has become a demon and has become human, his animal nature is hard to change. If he always thinks about stealing chickens and ducks, he will be easily beaten to death.

Therefore, the old bastard fox taught them carefully not to steal, because stealing is addictive. For example, the lame fox was interrupted by a woman with a broom for stealing a chicken. A pellet of a solitary fox, It was also because I wanted to sneak into someone's house and steal money. When I came out, I got into a dog hole and was bitten by a dog. I almost died from the pain.

The bald-tailed fox ate the banquet prepared by someone, and when someone discovered it, it got into the stove in anxiety, and its tail was burned off by a fire. It jumped up in pain and slipped away from the person's crotch.

This is the fate of foxes. Most of them cannot survive and die directly.

Although they were crippled and crippled, they had survived the disaster after all. If they were caught stealing again, even if they had some enchantment spells, they would be helpless if more than a dozen dogs in the village surrounded them. , can only wait for death.

Or if you invite a witch, a monk or a Taoist priest, it would be even more troublesome.

Therefore, after the wild foxes transform into humans, they must learn the principles of various people.

Always imitate and play the role of this person, otherwise even if you become a human, it will be easy for others to spot the clues.

The mixed-haired fox himself was chirping and asked about the situation with a group of sparrows who had already gotten up early, asking them to find Xu Jia's house.

Among the sparrows, an old sparrow who had survived five winters became a spirit and asked directly: "What do you want to thank us for?"

The old bastard fox said: "I will give you a liter of millet to eat when the time comes."

The sparrow knew how much grain there was in one liter and said, "It's not enough. It's three liters!"

The old fox committed the crime: "If you are greedy again, I will ask the civet cats to catch you all!"

The sparrow spirit was frightened, but it was also bully and immediately flew up.

(End of this chapter)