The Little Fox's Immortal Cultivation Encyclopedia

Chapter 112 When foxes meet foxes, their eyes well up with tears.

"To rob the world of conventional methods, and to cultivate the Dao in accordance with the world's customs."

"Do not indulge in favorable circumstances, do not fall into depravity, and do not neglect the constant." The fox relayed the voice's words, "If you only choose to endure hardship, you will only become biased and perverse in the end. You should use all the good and bad things, favorable and unfavorable circumstances, and even ordinary days to refine your mind."

"To enter the world without being tainted, and to live in the mundane world without being confused, is the true path."

Hu Nianshuang listened quietly. She had cultivated for so many years and had never heard of such a thing, but the little fox was so certain that she was somewhat inclined to believe him. So she followed his words and asked, "Brother, could you teach this righteous Dharma to your younger sister?"

"Sure. But you'll have to give the fox more chickens to eat." The fox didn't hold back at all; after all, judging from this fox's foolishness, even a hundred years of cultivation wouldn't be as good as the fox's. Besides, the fox couldn't bear to see her go astray.

Hu Nianshuang listened intently, subconsciously repeating it, finding it increasingly brilliant. She suppressed her smile, and the room fell silent for a moment.

"If only Mother could hear you saying these words," Hu Nianshuang suddenly changed the subject, her voice very soft, "Mother always chooses the most difficult roads, she says that's the only way to repair them quickly and protect them—"

The fox instinctively sniffed, but couldn't detect any other fox scent on Hu Nianshuang.

"Later, my mother left me in the building and told me to stay put and not run around. She said she was going to go through a tribulation and would come back to pick me up after she was done."

"I was still young then, and had only recently been able to take human form. My mother said that there were many people in this building, and the strong human presence could shield me from my demonic aura, so it was the safest place for me to hide. She also left a bag of silver money and entrusted it to my then-mother to take care of me."

"I waited for a few years, then the building was going to be relocated, so I had no choice but to go with them."

"Fox was wrong just now. You're not petty, you're just stubborn." The fox was speechless. This fox was too honest. Fortunately, her mother had entrusted her to someone. If she had found a sparrow, this fox would have to travel between the north and south twice a year.

Hu Nianshuang felt a little embarrassed by the fox's gaze and skipped over that part: "Brother, are you wondering why I didn't go to find her?"

The fox nodded vigorously.

"When I grew up, I could handle even the most difficult people, but I was afraid of leaving. Whenever I couldn't hide anymore, I would go outside, change my appearance, and then come back. Maybe I was afraid that if I left, my mother would come back and she wouldn't be able to find me."

The fox could somewhat understand her feelings. If it were like taking advantage of the darkness to slap Shuai Shuai unconscious and then tie her up at the academy, it would surely feel uneasy and dare not—

Forget it, let's switch to Da Liu instead.

The fox decided to offer some words of comfort to the poor fox. Although it had lost its mother, it still had a bunch of friends, unlike this fox who didn't even dare to reveal its true form.

"Want to go out and play with me?"

"Want to go out and have some fun?"

"Yes, it's so much fun outside. If you go out now, you might even get a few lashes from the City God."

"just in case----"

"Oh dear, there's no such thing as 'what if.' Your mother is definitely smarter than you. If she really comes back looking for you, she'll find a way. By the way, what does your mother look like? I can ask around for you."

"She and I are both white foxes, and like my brother, we both have two tails."

Huh, a white fox?

Footsteps suddenly came from outside the door. Hu Nianshuang's expression changed, and she resumed her indifferent demeanor: "Come in."

Huanji carried in a tray, and the golden, crispy roast chicken on it instantly caught the fox's eye.

After placing the tray down, she didn't leave immediately. Instead, she leaned close to Hu Nianshuang's ear and whispered a few words.

Hu Nianshuang nodded: "I understand, you can go out now."

She watched Huan'er leave, and as she turned to introduce her, she saw that all that was left in front of her was a pile of chicken bones.

"Delicious, better than any chicken I've ever eaten," the fox mumbled, his mouth stuffed full.

Hu Nianshuang then realized that the person she had subconsciously relied on was just a little fox. She had been calling him "brother" repeatedly, and had actually come to regard him as her own brother.

I miscalculated; I should call him my younger brother.

How many chickens have you eaten?

The fox swallowed the last bite: "Taoxian roast chicken, grilled chicken, braised chicken—there are so many!"

"Thanks to my brother for imparting the Dharma to me, I will make as much food as my brother desires from now on."

"Alright, alright, but who is this Young Master Shen that your subordinate mentioned? Is it alright to leave him waiting?"

Hu Nianshuang's gaze wandered, and after a long while, she whispered, "He's an idiot."

"A fool is good. I know a monkey who's also a fool, easy to fool and fun to play with," the fox said eloquently. "But he can't be too foolish. If he's too foolish, he won't even understand when you tease him, and then it's no fun."

Hu Nianshuang was stunned.

Are we talking about the same thing?

A private room downstairs.

Young Master Shen leaned back in his chair, opening and closing a folding fan in his hand. He was dressed in a brocade robe and had a jade pendant hanging from his waist, clearly a young master from a wealthy family.

The door opened, and he saw Huan'er bringing in tea. His face lit up with joy: "Where's Miss Hu?"

Huan'er lowered her head: "Sister has guests today."

"A guest?"

"We have a guest."

"It's alright, I'm not in a hurry."

Young Master Shen unfolded his fan again and began to fan himself gently. The fanning motion became faster and faster, and Huan'er watched with unease, fearing that he might catch a cold.

"A man?"

"Male."

"I did ask a foolish question, but the guests at the Pillow River Pavilion are all men, by nature."

Young Master Shen chuckled, picked up the teacup, and leisurely brought it to his nose to sniff. He nodded in satisfaction, took a sip, and slowly savored it.

Huan'er watched as the young master raised his hand higher and higher, turning the tea tasting into pouring tea down her throat.

Young Master Shen took a breath and asked again, "Is he more handsome than me?"

"Much more handsome than you."

"That's normal, that's normal. I'm not famous for my looks; I'm known for my literary talent." Young Master Shen chuckled. "Do you know how many poems in this Pillow River Pavilion are my own?"

"I didn't know you were so skilled, young master?"

"That's natural."

"That must have cost a lot of money, right?"

Young Master Shen choked: "Nonsense, I am not like those vulgar people who pretend to be cultured. They write poems to please girls, but I only write to express my feelings."

"oh."

"Besides, those people spend money to let others know they are rich, while I spend it to let the world appreciate my talent."

"oh."

"Enough, there's no point in talking to someone as ignorant as you. I'll ask you, is Miss Hu happy today?"

"Ever since that young master went in, my sister has been laughing non-stop."

"You've been laughing the whole time?"

"He was smiling the whole time."

"She hasn't stopped?"

"She never stopped."

"So she didn't say anything else?"

"My sister seems to have said she's going on a leisurely stroll with that young master."

Young Master Shen remained silent, downed another cup of tea, and stood up: "I won't bother you any longer today. Tell Miss Hu that I will come again tomorrow."

"Young master, are you leaving already?"

A gentleman does not disturb others' peaceful enjoyment.

Young Master Shen disappeared in a flash. The fox withdrew its gaze and nodded to Hu Nianshuang: "Not bad, this level is just right."

"Your maid is quite clever; she has a bit of fox-like skill. You can take her out to play later."

Miss Hu's smile froze, taking it as a compliment from the fox.

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