The emperor is a nine-tailed fox

Chapter 12

Thirteen people still have something remarkable, such as the word integrity, as he promised, he asked the guards for the key to the woodshed for me reads;.

As a considerate disciple, I thoughtfully cooked a few steamed buns for the master and two senior brothers who were trapped in the firewood room.

And now I am holding these dilapidated steamed buns, standing in the middle of the gray woodshed, admiring the disorderly and orderly spider webs in the corner.Xin Xin is indeed an old Jianghu who has been bluffing and cheating for many years. To him, this ordinary man's firewood house is really a trivial skill.

After all, from what I knew about Master when I was young, whenever he went out to catch demons and ghosts, he was either chased by him or begged for mercy on the spot.In the meantime, the flattery is also slightly stupid.From the first time I saw it, it left an indelible shadow in my heart.

But the master always said that if you want to survive, you must rely on acting skills.

Since then, all the brothers in the Taoist temple are all acting school.Watching them get rich by cheating and cheating all the way, I resolutely embarked on the life of a virtuous housewife. I feel that managing everyone's three meals a day and balanced nutrition in Taoist temples may also be a kind of cultivation of Kant.

For this broad understanding of life, the abbot of Jingci Temple always praised me generously, and gave me some scriptures from time to time, in order to achieve both Taoism and Buddhism.

Lan Shan seemed to already know something, and was not very concerned about the three "bandits" sneaking away.It's just that because of the Queen's majesty, the prisoner escaped from under the eyes of Her Majesty, and he had to be punished for one or two reasons.The two guard brothers who were in charge of the prison were punished to cook in the kitchen.

The thirteenth prince dared not speak out about such things as being robbed of cooking to cultivate his sentiments, and coupled with the concubine's control, he was likely to run away from home.But Lan Shan didn't seem to care about this matter.

From the perspective of sophistication, I feel that I still have to comfort the Third Prince, but I have to go up Lishan with Lan Shan to visit the Supreme Emperor and her grandma.

Because of the rain last night, the rolling green on the top of the mountain is lingering with coolness.The landscape is green, but it also adds some poetic flavor.Lanshan, Shisan, Wangfei, and my father-in-law, Fuchen, and I drove up the mountain leisurely.

The Jingya, who is different from the palace and the market, made me miss the Taoist temple that has been away for nearly a month.I was probably born to be a Taoist priest, and I like the indifferent scenery of living in mountains and forests, far away from temples.

Lidu is in the south, which is a bit more humid than in the north.The stone stairs in front of the temple gate are scattered with blue in the interlacing and gaps.I caressed Lan Shan and stepped carefully.Although the third prince is usually afraid of the princess, he is still considerate now.The old abbot waited outside the door early in the morning. His red cassock and yellow skirt were quite Buddhist-like.

And my attention was all attracted by his round and smooth head. I searched my brain for a long time, but I couldn't think of a good analogy. It was just... like a loose preserved egg.

Looking at the plaque hanging on the vermilion door, I was very happy.Ten years ago, the spiritual energy of these Buddhist and Taoist schools would have killed me physically and mentally, so how could it allow me to run wild in these lands.

Feeling slightly nostalgic, Lan Shan suddenly stopped in her tracks.Without saying a word, the green and jade-white hand slid like a cool summer breeze, stopped for a while on my shoulder, and patted it.

"There are leaves..." She smiled at me and put the half of the leaf back into her sleeve.He led me forward, still not forgetting to tell me, "Be careful with the branches on the road, don't scratch them."

I think, if Lan Shan is not a queen above ten thousand people, she is really a good wife and mother.She was wearing a long light green dress today, which was in harmony with this mountain temple.My eyes followed her, and in the warmth, I caught a glimpse of Yubai.

For a moment, his footsteps were a little vain, and even his breath trembled.His eyes jumped over the dense branches and leaves, looking at her behind the tree... dare to ask who else in this world is so white as snow.She was trapped under the shade of the tree, and her white clothes were covered with a layer of soothing greenery.The eyes are still so gentle, as if she was still calling me yesterday...Xianyue.

She actually came in person.The lord of the medical palace, a woman who does not eat fireworks in the world, actually came to me in person...

The fragrance of flowers and plants in the breath seems to have some kind of magical power.The past years are like the drunkenness rushing in the body, it is clearly in a daze, but it is becoming more and more clear in front of my eyes.

Hundreds of years ago, I was just a little fox demon born by a white fox demon.In the past few months, he has not shed his oily brown fur, nor has he degenerated into a human form. He hides in the fox hole all day long and waits for his mother to feed him.I really don't understand the principle that all things generate and restrain each other. I stayed in the cave for too long that year, and I dared to crawl out without seeing my mother.

The cold wind was bitter, and when he was dying, he met Bai Su who came to Mingshan.She held me in her arms, and braved the wind and snow to wrap the white cloak on my shoulders around me.I don't remember clearly what happened at that time, but Bai Su told me about it from time to time.Said that I was shivering with cold and went straight to her arms to write.But I think I should be shaking with hunger.

But that was the first time I smelled the scent of the world, a touch of bitterness and sweetness, and as I got older, I realized that it was called...the scent of medicine.

In my impression, Bai Su is always calm and introverted, just like the drizzle in autumn without getting wet.I especially remember that when I first took human form in March of Yangchun that year, Chang Yu, the maid beside Su Bai, was so frightened that she broke the basin in my hand when she lifted off my quilt, and my attention was mainly focused on It's a pity on this thing.

Seeing Chang Yu's terrified appearance that has never been seen in the world, I also trembled with fright. When I looked at myself in the mirror, I didn't look like a fox.Quickly got into the bedding and hid.

Hearing this, Su Bai got back from a bunch of cumbersome affairs, and at least carried me out of the quilt room.She said, no matter what you look like, you are my little fox.Because of her words, I swayed like a dog's tail flower fluttering in the wind.

From then on, under Bai Su's careful teaching, I started a period of unbearable and extraordinary years, and went further and further on the broad road of learning to be a human being.

"Xianyue, this is called a pen. I will teach you how to write from today on." Bai Su said, and called Chang Yu to bring a wooden stool over and place it beside her.I had just transformed into a human form, and I looked like a five or six-year-old child.In the past when I entered this study, I always curled up in her arms like a little fox, but let me sit alone today.I don't want to anyway.

Bai Su's study room is used to deal with daily affairs. This time, under my disturbance, it has inexplicably turned into a school.And Bai Su didn't want to waste the matter of teaching me how to write, so she had to obey me, and I fell into her arms as I wished, and clumsily grasped her favorite Langhao pen.

The body of the pen is slightly longer, and the whiteness of the tip is comparable to my fox fur.

Bai Su wrapped my fur paws, following her gentle force.Dip the ink on the inkstone again, and the white tip of the pen instantly looks like a flower full of dewdrops, moist and shiny.

"You have to learn your own name."

"name?"

"Yes, everyone has a name, you have to remember that your name is Xianyue." Bai Su's body temperature wrapped me, but I was very stupid, practicing from the rising sun to the setting sun.It was only after barely mastering the skill of holding the pen that Bai Su's good temper was finally exhausted by hundreds of thousands of reminders to "lift the pen, move the pen, and return to the front".

He said to me with a calm face: "You are not in the mood, so don't eat tonight."

Only then did I know that Bai Su was always strict and strict with the affairs of the medical palace, and he was absolutely the same with me.