Cultivation No.1 Dating Agency

April has passed, and May has just come out.

Feng Niang changed out of the colorful dress, and replaced it with a light and plain long skirt embroidered with lotus flowers. No makeup was applied on her face, and she looked younger than the first time she saw her.

With the food delivered by the waiter of the Linjianglou shop in her hand, she went to the corner room on the second floor and knocked on the door.

The door opened in response to the sound, and Bai Ji stood at the door, with half of his body blocking what was going on inside the house, whether on purpose or not.Feng Niang didn't bother to get curious, she just handed the meal to Bai Ji, and asked softly, "Is that young master still awake?"

Bai Ji shook his head.

"It's been more than half a month," Feng Niang sighed, "What kind of disease does that young master have? Why can't he sleep?"

"It's nothing serious," Bai Ji emphasized, "don't worry."

"I hope that young master can wake up earlier," Feng Niang didn't know what to think of, showing a genuine smile on her face, "Old Mao wants to invite that young master to dinner, he always thinks that I can follow him It was that young master who gave him some kind of red thread before he left last time."

When Bai Ji heard this, his face softened a little, and he said in a deep voice, "He is indeed a fortune teller."

"No wonder." Feng Niang nodded, "Then I won't bother you, just leave it at the door after dinner as before."

Bai Ji nodded, and closed the door after Feng Niang left.

He put the food plate directly on the table, then turned around and sat down on the edge of the bed, and almost as soon as he sat down, he heard a rustling sound in the corner.A little gray mouse with a strand of white hair on its forehead came out of nowhere, crawled to the foot of the table with its nose twitching.

The mouse smelled the fragrance, first it shook its head playfully, then stood up with its two hind paws and turned around to face Bai Ji, and bowed to Bai Ji with its two front paws like a human being.After this series was done, the mouse arched itself up and rolled itself into a ball, only to hear a very slight 'bang', and the original gray mouse disappeared, replaced by a beggar in ragged gray clothes .

If Hu Chi was awake at this time, he would probably recognize this beggar as the one who was scared by Bai Ji and hid under the table on the street.

The beggar didn't talk much, he just put his head down and ate, as if he could drill into the table as soon as he stopped.After swallowing his last mouthful, he turned back into a little mouse before he even had time to hiccup.

The little mouse with a wisp of white fur hiccupped, but was so full that it threw its head back and rolled on the ground.

With great difficulty, he stood upright with his fat belly propped up, and just as he was about to bow to Bai Ji and leave, he heard this sword cultivator who had never spoken to him on his own initiative speak up.

Before he heard what the sword repairman said, the hair on his head subconsciously stood up defensively.

Bai Ji didn't take the fear of a mouse to heart, he just frowned as if he had encountered a particularly difficult situation and asked in a low voice: "You demon cultivators, did you suddenly change back to your original form at some point?"

The mouse tilted its head, "...squeak?"

Bai Ji looked at him expressionlessly: "Speak humanly."

"Usually, this kind of situation occurs because of unstable cultivation." The little mouse maintained its animal shape, looked at Baiji's face and said cautiously, "Or, as the script said, it was beaten...to return to its original form?"

Bai Ji's brows clenched even tighter: "If you were not injured, but suddenly changed back to your original form and became unconscious during cultivation, what is the reason?"

"Ca... comatose?" The little mouse backed away while shaking his head, "I have never encountered such a situation, and my cultivation is very slow... Maybe it's because I have returned to my true nature after reaching a certain level of cultivation?"

The reason he uttered nonsense seemed to make Bai Ji think deeply. He stood on the side, afraid of wanting to leave but dared not speak, so he could only scratch the ground with his hind paw unconsciously.

In the end, Bai Ji didn't know what he wanted to understand, so he was willing to look at the mouse and waved his hand, "Go, you don't need to come tomorrow."

The little mouse turned its head stiffly with its four paws as if it was about to run away, and stared blankly at Bai Ji.

"I'm leaving tonight."

Oh.

Although this sword cultivator looks a bit fierce, and his aura is a bit frightening to the rats, he is still a good person, and he even gave the rats such delicious food.

He was about to leave all of a sudden, and he didn't know what the mouse's somewhat relaxed and somewhat sad feeling was?squeak.

"If you are diligent, you can go to Linjiang Tower to find shopkeeper Mao and be a waiter in his shop." Bai Ji continued, "I will tell shopkeeper Mao before I leave. It should be better than being a beggar."

"Squeak!" The little mouse suddenly jumped up from the ground, and the white hair on its head swayed from side to side just like his mood.

He kept bowing to Bai Ji, until Bai Ji was about to chase him away, and quickly left with his four paws grasping.

The departure route also twisted into a wave.

Bai Ji put the leftovers eaten by the mice outside the door, and then opened the curtain beside the bed.

Behind the curtain was not Hu Chi who was supposed to be meditating, but a fox the length of a man.That fox is red all over, and its fur is shiny and gorgeous. The biggest difference from ordinary foxes is his nine big fluffy plush tails.Five of them were held in their arms, only the tip of their golden tails were exposed, and three of the remaining four were tightly wrapped around their bodies, and only one was pulled behind them.

Lying in bed is like a fluffy fire.

Bai Ji stared at the tail that shrugged behind him for a long time, then took a deep breath and looked away.

When he opened his eyes in the morning, he saw that Hu Chi, who was sitting cross-legged, had become like this.

A Firefox with eyes closed as if sleeping.

There are several tails growing behind.

Bai Ji looked at those tails and counted them back and forth several times before confirming that it was nine.

Foxes, white bogey are not uncommon, snow fox, fire fox and even monster three-tailed thunder fox are just common things in the cultivation world. Ugly, with jet-black fur all over, but a tail as long and slender as a monkey's tail, and a cruel temperament without enlightenment.

When Bai Ji practiced in the past, this kind of three-tailed thunder fox was mostly his sword spirit.

But he has never heard of a nine-tailed fox like Hu Chi, and he has never seen such a gorgeous fur color among ordinary foxes.The most important thing is the nine fluffy and dense tails...

Bai Ji turned his head, crushed the sound transmission talisman he had written before, and waited for the teacher's answer.

Hu Chi felt that he had a very long dream.

The beginning of the dream was when he was just born, Xianjun Si Le held him in both hands and shook him like a child, and sighed to Xianjun Si Li: "Our little fox looks so good-looking."

It is pitiful enough to be a fox who is always called a vixen in the world, but the fact that he is still a male is always ignored by the two sisters.Hu Chi angrily pushed Xianjun Sile's chest with his two front paws.

His little struggle was not taken seriously by Si Le Xianjun, she just adjusted her posture to make Hu Chi more relaxed.

Since she heard her touch Hu Chi's nose, she said softly: "Little fox, grow up quickly, the future of going to heaven depends on you."

Hu Chi didn't understand.

In the upper heaven, there is the sword of the kendo venerable, the head of Xuan Shuanzi, and the real dragon pressure of the emperor.He is a fox who is still obediently compiling the marriage book and guarding the marriage tree to watch the love and hatred of the children in the world.

It would be even better with just roast chicken.

I don't know that Bai Ji fattened up the chickens that didn't belong to him.

Maybe it was because he thought of Bai Ji, one second he was struggling with Si Le Xianjun's limp chest, and the next second he was standing outside the gate of Qiankun Palace listening to the emperor.

It was the first time for Dijun to come back from Transcendence Tribulation. Although he had no injuries and his cultivation had improved a bit, he looked exhausted.Hu Chi sat cross-legged on the ground and looked up at him. At that time, he was just about to grow a beard to cover up his "defects" in appearance, but it may be due to his innate reasons. The beard had grown for nearly a thousand years before he could barely take shape.

"You've stayed in Shangzhongtian for too long, it's time to go down and have a look." Hu Chi didn't remember the emperor's voice so hoarse at that time, "Shangzhongtianxiazhongtian and cultivation world can't compare to the emotions in the mortal world reality."

"Aren't they all those who are born, old, sick and dead, idiots complaining about women." Hu Chi didn't care, the decades of experience in the world were like a short trip to his endless life. "Don't worry, I will take care of myself."

"Why do I worry about you?" Dijun coughed twice with a smile, "Who doesn't know that if you want to write a good marriage book, the first thing you need to do is be ruthless."

Before Hu Chi could retort, he heard the emperor continue to say: "I have a son in the mortal world. He had just turned one year old when I left. He is ignorant and lonely. If you are fine, go and spend a hundred years with him."

"It sounds so nice, why don't you ask me to help you take care of your son." Hu Chi stood up and shook the grass clippings on his body, and walked towards the Samsara Pool without paying attention, "You took care of me when I was young, and now I'm sure It can raise your son to be fat for nothing."

Hu Chi never knew that a child who had just turned one year old was so young.

When he went down to earth to find Bai Ji, Bai Ji was wrapped in a small quilt and placed on the pile of straw in the dilapidated temple. His eyes were closed, and his fair face was covered with dirt somehow. It was too quiet.

Hu Chi poked his face lightly with his finger, and he frowned, the expression was exactly the same as when Dijun frowned.

Hu Chi felt a sense of comfort from the bottom of his heart, as if the emperor had become smaller and let him rub his eyes: "From now on, you will be raised by me, little thing."

As he said, he hugged the person and the quilt with both hands, awkwardly imitating the appearance of Sile Xianjun in the past, and he didn't know what was wrong, which made the child look like he was about to cry.

"...Don't you cry?" Hu Chi adjusted his posture in a panic, pointing at a one-year-old child while propping up his face.

I don't know if he is holding the child in the right position, or the child understands what he said, but the child is still frowning, but has not cried.

At that time, Hu Chi thought it was quite easy to raise children.

He bought an empty house in the village near the deserted temple, and the kind villagers gave him a set of bedding and a few catties of dry firewood.Hu Chi mainly made up the bed, put the child in the middle, and looked at it curiously.

He forgot what name he had given Bai Ji back then, but in his dream he looked at the face of the miniature version of Bai Ji, and from the bottom of his heart he called the child Bai Ji.

Bai Ji didn't cry or make noise all day, and he didn't open his eyes. The only thing that proved his presence was frowning.

Hu Chi didn't move but just stared at him. The more he looked at him, the more he felt cute. In the future, he would definitely make a good marriage for him.

However, as soon as Tiangang Black and White Ji began to cry.

He was so small, and he whimpered so softly when he cried, but it sounded like a thunderbolt to Hu Chi's ears.

"What's the matter?" Hu Chi carefully nodded his eyes, "Don't cry."

It was fine if he didn't say anything, but after he finished speaking, the child cried even harder, and even his body was trembling slightly.

Hu Chi was terrified, hugged him in a panic, shook him from side to side, and coaxed him lamely, "Don't cry, don't cry."

But it was of no use.

It was the neighbor next door who came to bring him dumplings cooked by himself, and only then did he hear a child crying in the house.

"Hey, what's wrong with this baby?" The neighbor just gave birth to a daughter the year before last, and he knew it when he got closer, "How long has it been since you fed him?"

"... Grandmother?" Hu Chi, who was born as Immortal Bigu, looked blank.

The neighbor pointed at him with a look of resentment, "Look how hungry you are for the children?"

"... Are you hungry?" Hu Chi suddenly said, "I forgot."

"You!" The neighbor looked down at the child and said, "How old is this child?"

"Just turned one year old." Hu Chi also looked down, probably tired from crying, the child trembled from time to time in Hu Chi's arms, and his eyebrows frowned.

"Then you can't eat porridge." The neighbor quickly waved his hand, "Go to Lao Yangtou and ask for a bowl of goat milk for your younger brother. It's the fourth house in Xitou. Where are all the adults in your family? How can you let you Come to take care of the child? You are a half-grown child, how can you take care of such a small child?"

Hu Chi stopped walking out with the child in his arms, and said to the neighbor without looking back, "I am his lord, and I can take good care of him."

After finishing speaking, he didn't care what the neighbor was saying, and while walking to Lao Yangtou's house, he wrapped the quilt around the child tightly.

He lowered his head and touched the child's cold nose.

Said softly: "I can take good care of you and raise you up to be white and fat."

The author has something to say: The whole family mobilized for cleaning today, I have a poor heart for changing ten thousand every day.

The Hu family's dad has just grown up.

In the next chapter, there should be a small half chapter on memories of reincarnation in the first life.

Then Bai Ji, who hadn't dreamed of the man in red for a long time, should be dreaming.