Patriarch enjoys meal

Before leaving, Chen Daochang specially pulled Zhou Weiran aside, and carefully explained many techniques for maintaining this ginkgo tree.

"Don't worry, Taoist priest, this tree will be taken care of by professional staff on a regular basis." Zhou already didn't expect the Taoist priest to be so enthusiastic, and he was a little overwhelmed.

Chen Daochang disagreed with his words: "They don't know how to take care of the tree spirit! This is not an ordinary tree, this is a tree with cultivation!"

"It's a big tree that has been around for hundreds of years, and it can take care of itself." Zhou Jiran said with a serious face, "The path of cultivation depends on oneself after all, and it may not be a good thing for others to intervene!"

Chen Daochang thought about it, and it was indeed the reason. He sighed and said goodbye to Ginkgo.

Zhou Weiran even heard him share his cultivation skills with Gingko in a low voice, which can be said to be very painstaking.

Fang Xuanzhen smiled awkwardly: "Brother Chen is not good at words, but he especially loves spiritual things... I have 'raised' several spiritual ancient pine trees and century-old tortoises in the temple, and I often go to tell them Dao. It is said that it is not easy for all things to practice, and if these ordinary things can see their vitality from him and practice Dao, it is also a merit."

"..." Zhou Weiran: "Is there anyone who has attained the Tao?"

Fang Xuanzhen shook his head silently: "It is not easy to become a master after the founding of the People's Republic of China."

Although it didn't work out, Senior Brother Chen didn't give up. He only said that it is not easy for these things to develop spiritual consciousness. He just happened to meet them in his short life and give them some help. After a hundred years, they will become mature and mature. Yao, being able to think about this acquaintance is also fate...

After Daoist Chen finished chatting and sent them away, Zhou Jiran turned around and found a ball of dusty fur trying to climb over the threshold and flee into the house.

Sensing Zhou Weiran's gaze, Gray Maotuan hugged his big tail tightly and huddled up on the threshold: "QAQ"

Zhou Weiran: Where did this strange thing come from? !

In the courtyard of Tao’s house, Zhou Jiran watched Tao Jiang push away the dirty hair ball that was trying to grab his leg for the fifth time, and after being pushed away, the hair ball turned around twice on the spot After a while, he began to persevere in looking for an opportunity to pounce on Tao Jiang.

Never give up.

Not to mention anything else, just by looking at this obsession, Zhou Jiran's expression is indescribable: "Is this the little fox from Huang'en Village?"

The last time I saw it was a beautiful fox with glossy fur and bright fur. It was only a month ago, and I don’t know how it ruined itself into the current social beggar fox.

The fox fur on his body was swollen, so dirty that he couldn't see his true colors.

Tao Jiang pushed it away for the sixth time, with a disgusted tone: "It's become ugly."

After hearing what he said, Dirty Hairball, who had already opened his spiritual consciousness, collapsed on the ground in shock and couldn't get up.

Being disgusted, Zhou Jiran was amused by its pitiful appearance, and he stretched out his finger and nodded its relatively clean little nose: "Huangen Village is so far away from here, I don't know how it got here .”

The dirty hairball that was lying on the ground and was kneaded suddenly jumped up, and Zhou Jiran saw that there was a small cloth bag tied to its stomach that was as dirty as its fur.

The dirty hairball tore off the cloth bag and pushed it towards Tao Jiang's hand, his eyes were shining, full of expectation.

Tao Jiang refused in his heart. Now his five senses are sharpened, not only his sense of hearing and smell, but also his sense of touch has been amplified a lot. This dirty hair ball and its cloth bag are really challenging his bottom line of tolerance.

Zhou already expressed his understanding and deep sympathy, so he didn't have any psychological burden, and directly reached out to pick up the cloth bag and opened it.

"Is this...a specialty brought from the mountains?"

In the cloth bag is a ginseng that is the size of an adult's palm. The roots are thick and complete, and the limbs are healthy. Even those who don't know much about ginseng can see the value of this ginseng. The dirty hairballs are carefully covered with a large piece of fresh moss Wrapped, it still looks freshly unearthed.

The dirty hair ball proudly raised its furry face, digging with its two paws, digging the air quickly, and then ran around Tao Jiang Sa Yazi several times, dancing with all four paws.

After bouncing around for a while, it finally stopped, holding its paws and looking at Tao Jiang expectantly.

Zhou Ziran: ...What the hell is this?

Tao Jiang: "It said it was the best ginseng plant it picked in the mountains. When it was digging, the ginseng ran away, and it chased it around the mountain twice before catching it...he wants to live with us .”

no?How did you translate this rambling into human language?Zhou Jiran squatted down suspiciously, looked at the dirty hairball and said, "Do you want to use this ginseng as accommodation expenses?"

Dirty Hairball shook his head and nodded.

What does this mean?Zhou already looked at Tao Jiang, the fox language translator.

Dirty Hairball also looked at Tao Jiang, and opened his mouth for a burst of '嘿嘤嘤嘤'.

"It says it's not the accommodation fee, and if it doesn't let it live, it will be given to us."

Is such a well-behaved person aggrieved?Zhou already smiled and accepted the ginseng: "Okay then, you can go back, little one."

As if struck by lightning, the dirty hairball stared blankly at Zhou Weiran, who was packing ginseng quickly.

Zhou already poked it on the head, feeling a little headache: "You don't practice hard in the mountains, why are you running into the city, if your hair is not so dirty that you can't see the original appearance, you would have been arrested to make a coat collar."

The dirty hair ball rolled twice on the ground, then stood up and shook the fur.

Tao Jiang dutifully translated: "It deliberately stained its fur."

"The little thing is quite clever." Zhou Jiran was really puzzled why this half-trained little fox was so persistent, "Forget it, I will send you back later, and practice hard in the mountains. When the time comes, I will have your chance." .”

Hearing Zhou Jiran said that he was going to send him away, the dirty hairball grabbed his trouser leg anxiously, obviously it had already seen who is the real master here, "Hey, blah, blah, blah!"

"What does it say?"

"It said..." Tao Jiang rarely hesitated, "It said that its opportunity is here."

Opportunity here?Zhou already couldn't figure out what opportunity there was here.But maybe the ghosts who have opened their spiritual consciousness have their own way.

The dirty hairball nodded, loosened Zhou Weiran's trouser legs and started bouncing again.

This time, Zhou already understood without Tao Jiang’s translation. This is to say that it’s not easy to get here all the way from Huang’en Mountain.

Li Wu, who had been silent for a long while, couldn't stand it anymore, and said, "...otherwise, why don't you stay? It's not easy for people to run so far."

"This is not an easy problem," Zhou said with a headache, "This is a second-class protected animal in the country! Besides, the environment here is not conducive to its cultivation."

"It's not an ordinary fox. It's become a spirit. Which monster in the TV series can endure loneliness and continue to practice hard in the mountains? It's better to let it run around without thinking. It's better to be under your nose , just come to experience life in advance." Li Wu thinks this is not a big deal, "You just have a cat."

"Foxes are canines."

"Then treat it as a Spitz! Look at how cute it is!"

Dirty Hairball squatted on the ground and looked up at him with his head up, his eyes were watery, and he looked weak, pitiful and well-behaved.

Zhou Weiran was a little shaken in his heart, and looked sideways at Tao Jiang.

Dirty Hairball's eyes also looked at Tao Jiang, and his small voice was soft and delicate: "嘿嘤嘤!"

Tao Jiang was stared at by two pairs of equally dark eyes. He rubbed his temples, and finally glanced at someone who had defected, and said, "I'll take it to wash."

This is agreed.

Zhou Jiran followed with a smile to watch Tao Jiang wash the fox.

Tao Jiang boiled a large pot of hot water, and the weather was fine today, so he washed it directly in the yard.

When Tao Jiang mixed the water, the dirty hairball waited obediently by the side, and when Zhou Jiran teased it anxiously, it squatted in the other direction, never moving its claws or mouth.

"Tao Jiang, you wear thick rubber gloves. Animals with fur are more or less afraid of water. This little thing looks cute now, what should I do if it bites you in a hurry?" It has not been vaccinated or taken medicine!"

The water in the basin had already been mixed, and the dirty hairball tilted its head to look at him, and squatted briskly into the basin by itself, letting the warm water flow over its body, squinting its eyes as if enjoying it.

All right, you deserve to be a vixen.

It took two basins of water to wash out its original fur color. The little fox was well-behaved throughout the whole process. It was the first time he was blown by a hair dryer. He was only a little startled at the beginning, and then he knew to turn himself over and blow it.

The beauty value of the cleaned little fox soared, relying on a red fluffy fox fur and a beautiful big tail, he captured Li Wu's heart in one fell swoop.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

The little fox tilted his head to look at the doll on his back, and leaned over to lick it to show his friendliness.

Li Wu... Li Wu rubbed furiously among the piles of fox fur: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, I want to buy you fox food!"

At the scene of the young female ghost's dementia, Zhou Jiran silently sighed again in her heart: she deserves to be a vixen.

But the touch of this fox fur is really amazing, Zhou already remembered the joy of stroking the fox's tail last time, couldn't hold back, and decisively moved the fox.

"Give this little fox a name."

"Fox Tu Tu!" Li Wu raised his hand passionately!

Zhou already ruthlessly dismissed it: "It's the same name as the actor in the cartoon, next."

Li Wu buried himself in the fox's belly in disappointment and sucked the fox.

"This little fox likes you so much, why not take your surname Tao?" Zhou Jiran suggested.

"And the name is Zhou as you like?" Li Wu complained silently.

Hmm...why do you think something's wrong?

"The fox should be surnamed Hu!" Li Wu didn't think about it.

Tao Jiang didn't care whether the little fox took his surname or not. The last few people simply wrote down a lot of decent and unscrupulous names they came up with on paper, and put them in front of the little fox for him to choose.

The little fox looked at the three people around it, and then at the paper in front of it, pressing the one with the most complicated words with its paw.

"Stupid?" Zhou Zhengran sighed and rubbed the little fox's head, "I still suffered from being uneducated."

Even Hufu Benhu had no objection, and the name was decided like this.

"It's so cute to be called Gooey! Gooey! Gooey! Hehe!" Li Wu was obsessed with licking the fox.

Zhou already couldn't stand it anymore, so he went back to his room to sleep.

Only Tao Jiang sat in the yard and stared at his hands, thinking.

He seemed to know how to control his five senses.

Close your eyes and meditate...

Cars honking on the road outside, shops hawking, and the cake shop's sweet and milky aroma...

Come closer!

The water that was sprinkled on the ground while bathing the fox evaporated into water vapor in the hot sun, and Li Wu and Gooey’s playful jokes...

Get a little closer!

Zhou has gradually breathed steadily...

Get a little closer!

'Bang, bang, bang,'

his own heartbeat.