Train Survival: I can copy randomly

After the fox approached the food and found that it was all meat, it hid aside and looked at Song Ying pitifully, as if accusing Song Ying of why he gave it meat.

At first, Song Ying also felt that the fox seemed to want to say something in its eyes, but unfortunately she couldn't understand it. However, she tried to take some vegetarian dishes and some meat dishes from her hot pot and filled a bowl for it.

This time the fox came over and ate, but the fox only ate vegetables and didn't touch the meat at all.

This doesn't look like a fox at all. Song Ying looked at the fox gnawing on vegetables and radishes and wondered if the fox had eaten too much meat in the snow and needed some vegetarian food, otherwise it would be constipated.

He was thinking in his mind but didn't stop working, he kept adding food to the fox.

The man and the fox ate in the snow. After Song Ying was full, he put the pot directly into his backpack without cleaning it, turned on the protective function of the shield, and started to get some sleep.

After all, she had been in a state of high tension before, and now the only sound she could hear on the entire top of the mountain was the fox, so she was not very alert when she slept.

The fox did not leave the protective shield, but instead stayed in the outer room of the tent and slept. It looked like the fox was guarding Song Ying.

Song Ying woke up early the next morning. She was awakened by the whimpering sound of a fox.

When Song Ying opened the tent, she found the fox sleeping outside, crying. Even the loud noise of opening the tent could not wake it up.

Before touching the fox, Song Ying thought it was crying outside because it was too cold. But when she touched it, she found that there was a warmth coming from its furry body.

After eating hot pot last night, Song Ying forgot to turn on the constant temperature. Now she can feel the coldness of the snow outside and the hotness of the fox's body.

This kind of burning sensation was a bit like a fever, but unfortunately Song Ying had no animal medicine and no veterinary knowledge.

They lit a fire and started to cook breakfast. It was so quiet here that not even a bird could be seen. The only sounds were the fox's constant whimpering and Song Ying's boiling water and cooking.

After finishing breakfast, Song Ying tried to feed the fox some water, but unfortunately, nothing could be fed into it.

After looking at the temple nearby, Song Ying put away the tent and protective cover, held the fox, and pushed open the door that had been sealed for a long time.

With Song Ying's eyesight, she saw the figure kneeling in front of the Buddha statue the moment the door was opened.

She was wearing a piece of cloth whose color could not be seen clearly, and she was kneeling very upright on the mat.

When seeing this figure, the fox in Song Ying's arms opened its eyes. This time, Song Ying felt the emotion in those dark eyes, which was sadness and sorrow.

The fox didn't care whether he was hot all over or not. He struggled to jump out of Song Ying's arms and moved closer to the figure in the hall.

The whole fox was staggering as it walked, and it was obvious that it was in a very uncomfortable state.

The moment Song Ying crossed the courtyard, walked around the large incense burner in the middle and stepped into the main hall, his perspective suddenly changed.

It is like an eagle flying in the sky, overlooking the temple on the top of the mountain.

The entire temple is in ruins, with only the main hall in the front yard intact, as if that is the only part that has not been eroded by time.

The view passed through the open gate, passed through the front hall, and went around to the backyard. All the dilapidated things disappeared when flying high into the sky. Although this temple was old, it was obvious that someone was maintaining it.

The view flew up to the sky and saw the early rising sun, and the sound of bells rang in the morning light.

"Brother, Brother Hui Nian, please help me check on this fox. It looks like he is about to die."

A young man's voice came from outside the room in the backyard, and Song Ying's gaze was immediately pulled back from the air.

This time she was not involved in the story. She was just a passer-by, watching everything that happened here.

"Huize, Master said that we should not yell or shout, even if it is urgent."

A gentle voice came from the side room. Although the content was scolding the young man named Huize, the tone was gentle.

"Brother, take a look at this little fox, it's injured."

Huize was wearing a simple monk's robe and holding a blood-stained fox in his arms. The tip of the fox's tail was a little red.

He placed the white fox gently on the table in the side room. The snow-white fur of the fox was dotted with scarlet blood, and blood was dripping along the path that Huize had come from.

"Oh, it must have been bitten by some animal. The wound is quite deep. I'll take care of it first. I don't know if such a small fox can survive it."

Huinian used a small dagger to shave off all the hair around the white fox's wound before beginning to treat the fox.

The white fox kept its eyes open, without shouting or struggling, just looking back and forth at the two of them.

After that, the white fox was raised by Huize, and it did not leave the temple even after its injuries healed.

The monks here grow their own food and drink and only eat vegetarian food. The white fox can't stand this and often runs out to hunt small animals in the mountains.

After stealing the meat and returning to the temple, Huize was always smart and knew the white fox's actions very well. He did not stop it nor teach it any lesson.

As time went on, the white fox went out to steal fish less often, and basically stayed in the temple with Huize and ate vegetarian food.

The quiet and peaceful days were fleeting. One day, a villager from the foot of the mountain rushed to the temple on the top of the mountain with injuries.

"Abbot, please leave here quickly. The rebels have arrived and they will not let anyone here go."

The villagers went up the mountain to report the news, but his injuries were too severe to be treated.

During this period, some people went down the mountain to investigate and found traces of the army, but they had already left. No one was left in the village at the foot of the mountain.

The abbot took the bodies of the villagers to the foot of the mountain, collected and buried all the bodies of the villagers, and erected a monument.

Song Ying could only watch all this, unable to do anything or say anything.

When the abbot returned to the mountain again, he gathered everyone in the temple.

"The world is in chaos now. We can no longer practice in this mountain temple. Let's go down the mountain."

"Master, are you going to drive us away?"

"Master, do you want us to rescue people?"

"Master, what is this practice you are talking about?"

A group of people surrounded the abbot and asked him questions. Huize stood in the corner holding the white fox. He had always been very intelligent and he understood what the abbot wanted them to practice.

Cultivate yourself, cultivate your mind, improve yourself, and save others.

"Xiaobai, it's too dangerous down there. Just stay on the mountain by yourself. I know you can hunt, so you won't starve to death. But don't get hurt again. If you get hurt, no one will be able to save you."

After that day, all the monks in the temple went down the mountain one after another. The abbot was the last to leave. He closed the gate of the temple but did not lock it. Who knows, this place might become a shelter for others someday.

This is a hope left for others, and also a hope left for the original monks.

Huize and Huinian were both studying medicine. The people suffering from the war at the foot of the mountain were still the common people. The two of them started from the village at the foot of the mountain and went towards the battlefield to treat them.

What they didn't see was that a white fox was following them all the way.