she loves foxes

It was already evening when we left Liu's residence.

Fan Ye put on a gauze hat, held a little white fluffy fox in his arms, and embarked on the road to the west.

Before sunset, the water surface of the river was dyed with a blush, which was as beautiful as a picture scroll.

Lan Wuqing felt a little lost, and curled up in Fanye's arms without saying a word.With his head resting on the outside of Fanye's monk robe, a pair of watery black fox eyes stared at the river for a long time in a daze.

Fan Ye lowered his head, looked at Lan Wuqing through the black veil, and couldn't move his eyes for a long time.

As the breeze blew, lifting up the black veil, Lan Wuqing raised her head suddenly, met those eyes, and found that the red pupils in those eyes seemed to be a little bigger.Wei Wei was taken aback for a moment, not sure if it was his eyes that were dazzled, or there was a real change.

Fan Ye's eyes were soft, and he asked softly, "Why don't you like talking today?"

Lan ruthlessly shrugged her head and said wearily, "Tired."

"Hehe, how long have you lived, and you feel tired? If you are like your fox father, wouldn't you be even more tired."

Lan Wuqing hummed in response, and didn't have the energy to argue with her anymore.

Seeing her listless, Fan Ye reached out and rubbed her head lightly, "Everything has its own laws, which cannot be changed by our power. What's more, the love between this young master and Meng Ling is too forbearing. Thinking that the other party can live a good life, the result will be unsatisfactory in the end. Thinking back then, there was a fairy in the sky who fell in love and thought that he could bear all the consequences. Oh, now that I think about it, she is probably no different from that young lady."

"What happened to that immortal later?" Lan Wuqing asked after thinking about it.

"Later?" Fan Ye raised his head and turned to the sky, the red clouds were like fog and blood.She sighed heavily, "Afterwards, of course, the Emperor must punish me."

"How did the emperor punish him?"

Fan Ye looked down at Lan Wuqing, couldn't help but smiled, "I'm not that immortal, how could I know."

Lan Wuqing gave Fan Ye a resentful look. "Then what did you say?"

"This is not to explain to you that the death of the son-in-law is not a natural or man-made disaster, but just conforming to the way of heaven."

"Whoever asked you to explain, the stinky nun who talks too much is the most annoying."

Seeing her annoyed, Fan Ye smiled at the corner of his mouth and stopped talking.

After walking for half a day, the two rested in a nearby pavilion by the river.

Lan Wuqing still huddled in Fanye's monk robe, gnawed a small half of the naan bread, still clutching a small half between her two paws, and just fell asleep in a daze.

Fan Ye sat cross-legged in the pavilion, looking at her.

The night quickly enveloped, and Fan Ye put his hands together in front of his chest, closing his eyes and chanting.

After reciting the scriptures, he fell asleep early.

As soon as she fell asleep, she fell into a dream.

As soon as I fell into a dream, there was fog in front of my eyes.

Fan Ye is very familiar with this scene, she seems to have known it a long time ago, walking calmly in the mist step by step.

After walking for a while, he stopped and made a Buddhist salute to the front and asked, "Can the benefactor see through it now?"

A phantom quickly appeared in the mist, this shadow was like a human figure, wobbly and very unclear.Like a reflection in water, it shatters when touched.

Fan Ye knew well that the only one who could enter her dream was Meng Ling.Now that Mengling is looking for her, it must be because of that young master.

It was only after waiting for a long time that Meng Ling asked hesitantly, "What will happen to her?"

Fan Ye replied, "Naturally, it is reincarnation."

Meng Ling stayed silent and didn't speak.

Fan Ye couldn't help smiling, "You saw it that day, she was for you. Even if she died, she would choose someone, and she didn't want to drag you down. Do you know why?"

Meng Ling seems to understand, seems puzzled, "Why?"

Fan Ye raised his finger and pointed upwards, "Because of the sky, because the people in the sky can't tolerate it, one of you must die, but she still has a chance of reincarnation when she dies, but you have no chance of reincarnation after death. On this point, she See more clearly than you."

"But I still don't understand, how did she know?"

"Heh, you are at a loss when you are in it. Do you really think that she is just a mortal?"

Meng Ling was secretly startled, "Who is she?"

"I checked her pulse. She has fairy bones in her body, but it is not obvious. There is Wenqu Xingjun in the sky, and there is a maidservant beside Xingjun, named Mo Yun, who is taught by Xingjun every day, and is also quite literary. Because She broke Xingjun's No. [-] Scholar brush, and was demoted to practice in the mortal world. When an immortal enters the world to practice, he can't really get involved in love. So naturally..." Fan Ye paused, looked up at the phantom in front of him, "What is she? all know."

Meng Ling's phantom flickered, and she just woke up at this moment, feeling a little lost in her heart. "I see."

"But she gave up the fairy bones for you after all."

"Give up the fairy bone?" Meng Ling was very surprised.

She has never experienced the pain of abandoning the fairy bone, but she understands it.Just like when Nezha pulled the muscles and bones of the third prince of the Dragon King, it was unbearable.But she didn't understand why she did this.

The red pupils in Fan Ye's eyes suddenly tightened, and the corner of his mouth curled up into a sinister smile, "You must be wondering why she did this? Heh, because the world doesn't allow it, then I can only leave this world. On the contrary, the fairy bones are easier, if they enter the magic way, they may still be able to compete with this day."

Mengling was a little nervous at the moment, and the phantom swayed even more violently. She could enter people's dreams and see through people's thoughts, but she still couldn't see through the person in front of her.Even in her dream, she couldn't see her mind.Suddenly, she felt that the person in front of her was not the gentle person she appeared on the outside, but rather vicious and vicious.

But she should be from the Buddhist sect, but now it seems that she has a little bit of evil spirit.

Fan Ye didn't wait for her to hesitate, leaned forward, turned one hand into a wolf's claw, and pinched Meng Ling's phantom, Meng Ling was even more surprised.

"How is it possible, how could you catch me? I have no entity, and I am in a dream. It is impossible for you to catch me."

"There is nothing impossible in this world. Fate is created by oneself, form is born from the heart, and everything in the world is transformed into form. I never believe in fate, because my fate will never be manipulated by others. It is obviously a fault of the sky. Why should I To change? Oh, everything in the world is just an appearance, and you are an illusory thing, but as long as you think about it, how difficult is it to change? Mo Yun has gone to the underworld to reincarnate, it depends on whether you can be with her What is your heart thinking?"

"What do I think, what does it have to do with you?"

"Nature has something to do with me." Fan Ye let go of his hand after speaking.

As the mist dissipated, Meng Ling immediately flashed behind Fan Ye and transformed into a new phantom.

Facing the person in front of her, at this moment she felt a sense of shock in her heart.

"Who exactly are you?"

Fan Ye held a golden light in one hand and turned into wolf claws in the other, put his hands together, and smiled in a low voice, "I am me, and it is up to me to become a Buddha or a demon. It is never up to me. If you still want to see her, just do as I say." Do. I think you won't let me down."

"Aren't you afraid of going against the sky and destroying your own way?"

"Now I have to ask Mo Yun, since she can give up the fairy bone, why can't you save her by becoming a demon?"

"What is your purpose?"

"As you saw that day."

"Is that the fox?"

Fan Ye made a Buddhist salute, "Amitabha, I have attached some spiritual energy to Mo Yun's body to protect her soul and body from being captured by ghosts. But it can only protect her from reincarnation in the underworld for three days, and her body for three days. Rot. After three days, her soul will cross the broken bridge like those ghosts. After drinking Mengpo soup, her body will also rot. When she forgets you, you and her will never be possible again. It’s over now One day, if you have the heart, only I can help you. You should think about it."

"Did you already promise that I would agree?"

"Yes!" Fan Ye replied without hesitation or shyness.

Meng Ling smiled coldly, "It turns out that she and I are both in your scheme."

"Am I not in your calculation?"

Meng Ling didn't speak, it was her default.

Fan Ye exhaled, and said again in a deep voice, "Actually, you and I are in other people's calculations, but now you should also understand why I am persistent."

"What do you want me to do for you?" Meng Ling asked.

"Just ask Mo Yun a word for me. Just ask her if she only wants to be with the person in her heart in her dreams."

"That's all?" Meng Ling seemed unconvinced.

Fan Ye nodded, "That's all! I never persecute anyone, I believe she is a smart person, and I believe her love for you even more."

As he spoke, he didn't turn his head back to remember, and walked straight into the mist.

Out of this layer of fog, the dream can come out.

Meng Ling tried to hold her back, but found that she could not control her at all.

Immediately, he asked again hastily, "You really don't want to know what happened in that fox's dream that day?"

Fan Ye shook his head and smiled, "I believe her."

"Are you so confident?"

"It's not self-confidence, but I believe in her."

Meng Ling's phantom watched Fan Ye disappear into the mist little by little, and the next moment it turned into a solid form.She touched her hands and feet, but it was real.His eyes were full of shock at the moment, and he suddenly remembered the person who asked her for help, so he gritted his teeth and went straight to the underworld.

When she woke up from the dream, Lan Wuqing was sitting opposite Fan Ye, watching her face carefully.

When Fan Ye opened his eyes, he saw that small face looking at him with inquiry.

Lan Wuqing said without waiting for her to speak, "I called you for a long time just now, but I didn't see you answer."

Fan Ye smiled, "The sleep is a bit heavy."

Lan Wuqing frowned, "I suddenly remembered a saying that Father Fox often said, there is no good or evil in people, and good and evil exist in your heart. This is what he heard from an eminent monk who has attained the Tao, and I want to tell you today."

Fan Ye's smile froze suddenly, a gloomy face flashed across his face, and he smiled again after a while, "Is Lan'er trying to discuss Buddhism with me?"

Lan ruthlessly shook her head, stretched her hand across her eyebrows, "The red pupils in your eyes seem to be really big, I remember last time your eyes were blood red, and you were quite hostile. But you are a Buddhist, so you will be fine. Everything is fine. Good luck, good luck tricking people is also karma. For some reason, I just told you not to do it, and I felt extremely uneasy. The matter between the female son and the dream spirit has already disturbed my mood. I am really afraid that you will not be able to wake up gone."

Fan Ye's eyes softened, and he held the hand above his eyebrows, "Why can't I wake up, this is not waking up."

Lan Wuqing still shook her head, and immediately withdrew her hand, turned into a white fox, and fell between Fan Ye's legs, without saying a word.

Fan Ye's heart turned cold, and he looked up at the sky, his eyes suddenly tightened, and there seemed to be a pair of eyes behind the black clouds that were frightened by this look, and immediately hid.

But Lan Wuqing closed her eyes, but didn't fall asleep that night.

The author has something to say: Zen language: Destiny is created by oneself, form is born from the heart, everything in the world is a form, and nothing changes when the mind does not move.

After a long wait, the recovery day is updated!

Hahaha, the hypocritical little nun is finally going to be blackened, and the madman who protects his wife is about to arrive on the battlefield