Cold Priest VS Ancient Ferocious Beast

"The little thing is quite hardworking." Su Qingchen said, and then stepped into the gate of the temple without paying much attention to the white fox demon who looked very weak.

Although he knew that no citizens would come to petition today, Su Qingchen still returned to the altar dutifully.

The high priest swept the fallen leaves in the yard, and then wiped the altar spotlessly clean, including the wooden tray containing a lot of phantom grass.

It was sunset again, and the little white fox was still guarding outside without leaving.

Just before the high priest was about to close the door and leave the temple, Su Qingchen said, "Come in, little one."

The almost dying little white fox perked up instantly after hearing the call of the gods, and hurriedly and staggered into the temple.

The high priest shut the door and left.

Su Qingchen continued to sit on the altar, while the little white fox limped towards the god.

Finally crawling to the altar, the little white fox raised its head sickly, then drooped it down again.

Su Qingchen didn't say much, stretched out his right hand, and transferred the spiritual energy to the little white fox.

The little white fox's wounds healed quickly, and after a while, it stood up steadily.

Su Qingchen withdrew his hand and looked down at him condescendingly.

The little white fox turned into a human form in a puff of gray smoke, still with the same face with peach blossom eyes as at the beginning.

He knelt down properly.

"Master Nuo, I know I have committed grave sins and should never have offended you before. I have offered the Phantom Grass to many temples for forty-nine days, but only Master Nuo has granted my petition. I hope you will give me a chance to mend my ways."

Su Qingchen stretched out his right hand from the altar, and the white fox demon immediately met it with both hands.

"Tell me your wish." Su Qingchen said.

"My time is numbered. I hope to find my long-lost lover and bid him a final farewell. I also hope that Master Nuo will allow me to serve in the temple. I hope that before I die, my sins will be mitigated and that Master will forgive my past frivolous behavior."

The white fox demon spoke sincerely, but he couldn't help but glance at the many phantom herbs on the altar.

Su Qingchen looked at him, raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said, "Okay."

The white fox demon kowtowed with joy and said, "Thank you, sir!"

Just then, Mo Zhu pushed the door open and came back.

The white fox demon turned around and saw Mo Zhu, and immediately changed into a beast form, transforming into a little white fox and jumping into Su Qingchen's arms in one step.

Su Qingchen instinctively reached out, hugged him, and then stepped down from the altar.

Mo Zhu held the phantom grass that the little white fox had offered at the door today and simply said, "Sir."

Then he stared at the little white fox in his arms, and the little white fox's eyes were full of provocation.

"Put the tribute on the altar." Su Qingchen ordered.

"Yes." Mo Zhu placed the phantom grass on the wooden plate on the altar.

After coming back, Mo Zhu continued to look at the little white fox, and the little white fox snuggled into Su Qingchen's arms uncomfortably.

"Don't look at it anymore. You're a ferocious beast, and your suppression of him is too strong. He's scared. Look, how frightened he is!"

"Yes." Mo Zhu spoke much less.

"You find a place for him to stay. He will stay in the temple."

"Yes." After Mo Zhu answered, he used the fallen branches and leaves from the locust tree in the yard to build a simple nest under the tree.

"He lives here?" Su Qingchen asked.

"Gods and demons cannot live under the same roof. Because of the tributes, Lord Nuo showed extra grace to take it in. Being able to stay in the temple courtyard is already the greatest favor."

The duty of a priest is to serve the gods, but the affairs of the temple are all managed by the priests, Mo Zhu said reasonably.

"Okay, then you stay here."

Su Qingchen put the little white fox into the simple nest. The little white fox struggled and scratched Su Qingchen's sleeve, seeming very dissatisfied, but under Mo Zhu's gaze, it retracted its claws.

Su Qingchen and Mo Zhu did not say anything more. At night, Su Qingchen slept in the house. Mo Zhu's bamboo bed was at the door of Su Qingchen's bedroom. The little white fox curled up under the locust tree and spent a silent night.