Fox Demon Crossing

In the luxurious apartment on the second floor, Wang Jiajia saw Jin Renfeng walking into the community through the French window. Her eyes immediately lit up and she said excitedly: "Xiaohui, look, your brother is not riding his heavy motorcycle, and he is still wearing his school uniform!"

Yang Hui leaned on the bed, a sneer on her lips: "It's probably another new look of their fashion brand lover. Just wait and see. He's probably going to order custom clothes. I don't know what the school uniform will look like when he comes back. Let him be."

"Maybe it has really changed..." Wang Jiajia looked at Yang Hui in confusion, "Xiaohui, it seems that the relationship between you and your brother has become a little tense."

Yang Hui curled her lips and said angrily, "Don't mention him to me. Do you know Liu Tao, the rich second-generation in our school?"

"Yeah." Wang Jiajia nodded. As a celebrity in the school, even if she had never met Liu Tao in person, she had already heard of his name.

"That brat actually introduced me to that disgusting guy Liu Tao. It really made me furious!" Yang Hui said angrily.

"Ah?" Wang Jiajia's eyes widened in surprise, and she turned to ask angrily: "Xiaohui, how can you say that about your brother? How can a brother push his sister into the fire pit like this?"

At the same time, in a high-end bar in the city center.

A chubby boy with pink hair looked at the list of received calls on his phone and couldn't help cursing, "This kid is so arrogant that he even dared to hang up on me. Does he want to stop making it in society?"

"Who gave him the courage?" He gritted his teeth and asked, "Could it be Fish Leong who gave him the courage?"

"Brother Tao, what happened?" asked three fashionably dressed young girls.

"Fuck, school starts tomorrow. If I don't beat him up so hard that he forgets his last name, I won't be called Liu!" Liu Tao drank half a bottle of high-end whiskey in one breath. However, he didn't bring his wallet, and his personal banker hadn't come to pay the bill yet...

Liu Tao smiled slyly and said to the girls, "You guys play first. I'll make a phone call and ask a few more guys to come over. The more people there are, the more fun it will be."

After saying that, Liu Tao stood up and left the box.

"Hey, Xiaowu, are you at home? What, you want to go back home?"

"Hey, Liangzi, are you on a blind date?"

"Dog, you..."

He made several calls, but all he got were various excuses. Liu Tao was so angry that he stamped his feet and cursed: "None of these gangsters are loyal!"

Liu Tao was a frequent visitor to the bar and never had to pay for the bill himself. This time, it seemed that he could only find an excuse to slip away quickly.

"No, I have to go quickly." He thought to himself, without any money in his pocket, he would naturally lack confidence when he was struggling in the world.

As for the bill, let the three girls worry about it. He was still thinking about Jin Renfeng. He made him look bad in front of everyone today, so he must teach him a lesson tomorrow. If he didn't solve this problem, he would never feel relieved.

……

Night falls, evening.

After a busy day, Wang Ya, Jin Renfeng's mother, returned home and went into the kitchen to prepare dinner. She saw her daughter Yang Hui in the living room and asked, "Xiao Hui, where is your brother?"

Yang Hui replied: "Who knows where he went to hang out again? It's always like this."

"Da Ju, let's eat first and leave some food for him." Yang Hui said, pointing to a plate of small yellow croaker on the dining table.

A fat orange cat jumped onto the dining table and began to enjoy the dried fish. Wang Ya came over with the hot dishes and reminded her daughter: "Xiaohui, you should be more respectful and call him Uncle Tiger."

The orange cat raised his face and said, "It doesn't matter what you call me. If you hadn't fed me, my soul would have disappeared from this world long ago."

"Uncle Hu, please don't say that." Wang Ya said with a sad look, "If you hadn't tried your best to rescue me and Brother Hong, my family would have been dead long ago."

The orange cat shook his head and sighed: "Your family has worshipped me for more than ten generations. How can I let you encounter misfortune? Now I am just a broken soul living in this cat."

It was once a tiger fairy in Liangshan, worshipped by his family for hundreds of years. However, with the death of the tiger body, its soul attached to this orange cat, which needed spiritual energy to maintain its existence.

Now that it is no longer its real body, it remembers that it used to dislike the taste of dried fish...

With a "click", the door was pushed open and Jin Renfeng's figure appeared at the door.

When Wang Ya saw her son, her eyes lit up instantly.

"Oh my God, is this still my precious son?!" she exclaimed in amazement.

Wang Jiajia, Yang Hui and the orange cat were all shocked by the appearance of the golden phoenix.

He was wearing a black casual outfit, his hair had returned to its original color and was cut into a neat short style, and he no longer had those strange decorations on his body. His overall image had changed from a non-mainstream boy to an ascetic, cool and handsome boy.

"Brother, have you changed your ways?" Yang Hui asked in surprise, "I remember that your most precious thing was your long hair. Last time I touched it, you quarreled with me. Why did you suddenly decide to cut it off?"

Jin Renfeng responded calmly: "There is no special reason, I just don't like it anymore."

Wang Ya was delighted by her son's change and said to him with a smile, "Son, go wash your hands first and come over to eat with us."

"Yeah." Jin Renfeng agreed and turned to walk towards the bathroom.

At the table, everyone ate in silence without talking. This was because their family had a rule to keep quiet while eating.

However, Jin Renfeng noticed that the orange cat beside the table looked at him from time to time with its intelligent eyes, and there was a wisdom flashing in its eyes that was different from that of ordinary cats.

What surprised him even more was that he could also sense a faint fluctuation of magical power from the orange cat, which carried a demonic aura but also a bit of human touch, which was very strange.

Could this be a monster that can practice? Jin Renfeng narrowed his eyes and thought to himself, "There are monsters here. It seems that there are many dangers hidden under this seemingly ordinary world. It seems that I have to find an opportunity to catch this cat monster and learn about the extraordinary side of this world from it..."

Deep in Jin Renfeng's memory, the big orange cat seemed to have always existed in this warm urban family since he could remember.

The big orange cat raised its hair for no reason, looked around, and when it realized there was nothing unusual, it lowered its head and continued to enjoy its fish snack.

"I'm done eating." Jin Renfeng put down his chopsticks, stood up and walked towards his bedroom.

As the door slammed shut, the big orange cat's voice became particularly serious: "I can sense the aura of inner strength in him."

"Brother Hu, you must have seen it wrong, didn't you?" Yang Hui looked surprised and couldn't help but glance at her brother's room. She whispered, "You said that my brother would never be able to cultivate internal strength in his lifetime."

"I am absolutely right, even though the internal energy in his body is very weak." The big orange cat said firmly: "Someone must be helping him to clear his meridians. Otherwise, with his talent, it is reasonable to say that he would not be able to sense the existence of internal energy even if he practiced for a lifetime."

Wang Ya frowned, "Unblocking the meridians is something that only a top-notch expert can do, and Ping An doesn't have access to people at that level. Who would go to such great lengths to help Ping An? What's the purpose behind this?"

"Then I don't know."

"After all, your human thoughts are too complicated."

The big orange cat shook its head. Even though it had lived for decades, it still felt confused and puzzled about some human thinking patterns. Perhaps this was the difference between them and humans.

In Jin Renfeng's room, he leaned against the door, his ears flickering with a faint golden light, listening to their whispered conversation outside, which made him fall into deep thought.

It seems that his family has long known the true identity of the cat demon, which means that he cannot capture the cat demon and interrogate it harshly like ordinary people.

"A domesticated cat demon?"

"Has this world already achieved peaceful coexistence between humans and monsters?"

Or maybe their family situation is indeed different.

Jin Renfeng thought about it for a while but failed to come up with a definite answer, and finally decided to put the question aside for the time being.

At this moment, his eyes fell on the laptop on the desk.

Until late at night, Jin Renfeng was still sitting in front of the computer, browsing the domestic and international political situation and the world map.

He muttered to himself with a complicated look: "Another world based on the Earth..."

The next morning, Jin Renfeng got up early - or rather, he did not sleep all night.

Last night's research did not bring him much useful information. He only knew that this world was based on the Earth. Although many legends he read on the Internet were similar to the Earth, he experienced what happened in Uncle Jiu's world and realized that this was not the world he had traveled to before.

There are two paths before Jin Renfeng: one is to develop in a low profile, not to ask too many questions, and not to say too much; the other is to confess to the original body's mother that he has cultivated internal strength. According to the content of their conversation yesterday, the original body's mother was a little surprised when she learned that he had cultivated internal strength, but she did not intend to stop him.

It is obvious that the family he belongs to is not simple.

When I came to the living room, there were sandwiches and milk on the dining table.

Yang Hui glanced at him, quickly swallowed the sandwich in her hand, grabbed the schoolbag on the sofa, opened the door and left without even looking back.

During this time, the two did not exchange a single word.

Jin Renfeng didn't care and picked up the note on the table. It was left by the original mother. The general meaning was that there was something going on at the company, and there were milk and sandwiches in the refrigerator for the children to fill their stomachs in the morning.

Looking at the steaming sandwich and glass of milk on the table, it was obviously not prepared by the original body's mother, but by his sister.

In school, the high school that Jin Renfeng attended was called "Fugui No. 1 Middle School", and the name already hinted that it was an aristocratic school.

"Classmate, did you go to the wrong class?" When Jin Renfeng just sat down, the female classmate next to him reminded him, "You are sitting in the seat of a notorious gangster in our class. If he sees you sitting here later, he will definitely ask someone to punish you. You know, he is Liu Tao's younger brother."

"..."

"Class monitor, it's not polite to give people nicknames." Jin Renfeng looked at the monitor of her original class, who was a recognized beauty and a top student. "Besides, I'm not Liu Tao's younger brother."

The female squad leader was stunned and looked at Jin Renfeng in disbelief, "You...you are Yang Ping'an?"

"How could you be Yang Ping'an?!" Her voice attracted the attention of many classmates.

"Fuck, what did the monitor say?"

"This handsome guy is actually Yang Ping'an?!"

"Stop it, how could Yang Ping'an be so handsome!"

In the end, even the head teacher was shocked.

It was not until Jin Renfeng dozed off on the table that the head teacher half-believed and half-doubted that he was Yang Ping'an.

During the break, a chubby boy with a shamatte hairstyle walked up to the table where Jin Renfeng was sleeping and shouted, "Yang Ping'an, you loser, get up."

Liu Tao asked gloomily, "What did you mean yesterday, you bastard? Did you stand me up? Do you still want to be in the underworld?"