emotional disorder

Ming Kong sighed and said, "Don't cry, what's the use of crying?"

The white fox tuanzi pulled Ming Kong's skirt with his left paw, and wiped his tears with his right paw.

Seeing that Baihu Tuanzi's fur was wet with tears, Mingkong took out a veil and wiped it off for Baihu Tuanzi.

Baihu Tuanzi tried desperately to stop himself from crying, but after being treated so tenderly by Ming Kong, he started crying again.

Ming Kong was extremely helpless, and in this helplessness, there seemed to be some pity.

He couldn't help but said: I am really becoming more and more like a monk, and I actually feel compassion.

Baihu Tuanzi rubbed the back of Ming Kong's hand with his furry cheeks, and wept sobbingly: "Mother...Amother..."

Now that the time has passed, the cries of Baihu Tuanzi are too ear-piercing, disturbing people's slumber, causing many people to open the window hinges and yell.

Mingkong swept everyone over one by one, and breathed lightly, all the window hinges were closed.

One of them had his arm clamped and screamed.

Ming Kong flicked his fingers, and the window opened again.

No one dared to speak out again, the surrounding was quiet, only the cries of the white fox group remained.

He didn't know how to coax the white fox dumpling to stop crying, so he simply raised his hand and stroked the white fox dumpling's fur without saying a word.

After a long time, the white fox group finally stopped crying, and looked at Mingkong with misty eyes: "Mingkong, you are right, crying is useless, crying can neither revive mother, nor find the trace of father , but I couldn't help it, sorry."

If Ming Kong 500 years ago had impatiently left the white fox dumpling aside, the current Ming Kong is unexpectedly patient: "You wet the fur in front of you from crying, the poor monk will take you to take a bath first, Go to the county government."

The White Fox Tuanzi understood that he shouldn't delay Mingkong's trip to the county government, but he didn't want to stay in the inn with a white fox by himself, so he nodded.

Mingkong returned to the inn with the white fox dumpling in his arms, and after taking a bath, he went straight to the county government office.

The magistrate had already rested, and Mingkong waited for a long time in the side hall before the magistrate arrived.

He took out the bag of black powder from his bosom, the medicine for injuring people's energy confiscated from Dr. Tong, and the pills condensed by exalting people's energy, and put them on the table. The ins and outs of the case were reported to the county magistrate.

After hearing this, the county magistrate sorted it out in his mind, and then said to the yamen servant: "You bring Dr. Tong here."

Dr. Tong's face was gloomy, he could see the sky, he was still in shock, and he didn't dare to hide anything.

The magistrate of the county ordered the yamen to take Dr. Tong into custody for retrial later, and then asked Mingkong: "What is Aunt Zeng related to this case?"

Ming Kong replied: "The poor monk said earlier that Aunt Zeng was not stabbed to death by golden scissors, but died of poisoning."

He pointed to the black powder: "He was poisoned to death by this black powder. The usage of this black powder is extremely particular. If it is not used properly, it will poison people to death, and there is no sign of poisoning on the surface. The evil spirit on Aunt Zeng's body is the same as the monster that exploded to death. The death of Aunt Zeng was not caused by Doctor Tong, but by that monster."

The county magistrate thanked Mingkong, woke up the accountant himself, took 20 taels of silver from the accountant, and sent it to Mingkong.

Ming Kong took the 20 taels of silver and added: "In order not to scare the people, the body of the monster has been burned by the poor monk, but there are people nearby who witnessed this incident, adults can verify it. There are more than five victims. The rest of the people are fine, among the five people, it is up to your lord to decide who to give the pill to, and the poor monk will take his leave now."

"Thank you, eminent monk." The county magistrate sent Ming Kong out of the county government office, and then interrogated Dr. Tong overnight.

Stepping on the moonlight, Ming Kong rubbed the white fox dumpling protruding from his skirt, and said softly, "Is it better?"

White Fox Tuanzi rubbed his furry head against Mingkong's heart: "I'm fine now."

"That's good." Mingkong lifted the white fox dumpling out of his clothes and hugged it with both hands, "We will spend the night in Yun County tonight, and tomorrow we will go to Guanyun Town to inquire about the location of the Lord Yaodao."

White Fox Tuanzi shook Mao Mao's paws, cheering himself up: "I will definitely avenge Auntie, and I will definitely find Auntie."

Ming Kong was in a daze for a moment: Except for finding that person, he never seemed to have anything that he had to do.

As soon as he returned to the inn, after Ming Kong took a bath, the white fox dumpling huddled up and nestled next to Ming Kong.

The next day, snowflakes fell heavily, and one person and one fox did not stay in Yun County for one more day.

Five days later, one person and one fox arrived in Guanyun Town.

Before entering Guanyun Town, there are all kinds of auras rushing towards the face, and there are all kinds of ghosts and ghosts in it.

The white fox dumpling shrank instinctively into Mingkong's arms, and Mingkong stroked the white fox dumpling's fur comfortingly and said, "Don't be afraid, the monsters and ghosts inside are only seeking money, not killing their lives."

The white fur of Baihu Tuanzi was about to explode, but he said bravely, "I'm not afraid."

Ming Kong smiled and said: "When you grow nine tails, there will be very few of them who can match you."

White Fox Tuanzi hugged his three big fluffy tails and thought to himself, "When will I grow nine tails?"

Ming Kong shook his head and said, "The poor monk doesn't know either."

White Fox Tuanzi sighed and said, "It would be great if it could grow out sooner."

This white fox dumpling is less than one year old, soft and cute, not suitable for sighing at all.

Mingkong didn't feel distressed, so he collected himself and continued on.

He carried the white fox dumpling to the door of a dilapidated pawnshop, first knocked lightly three times, and then knocked hard, until the wooden door was crumbling.

Baihu Tuanzi asked puzzledly: "Is there really someone here?"

"There really is someone." Ming Kong said, and after a while, the wooden door was opened, and the person who opened the door was a three or four-year-old girl.

The girl laughed before saying anything, first bowed to Mingkong, and then asked: "Mingkong, you are so cute, are you a white fox for me to play with?"

Before Mingkong could make a sound, the white fox group glared at the girl angrily and said, "Mingkong won't send me to you to play."

The girl also stared at the white fox dumpling and said, "It's just a ten-month-old white fox, how could Mingkong be reluctant?"

The White Fox Tuanzi rubbed Mingkong's collarbone, raised his head and said, "Mingkong, Mingkong, will you send me to her to play with?"

"The poor monk won't give you to him to play with." Ming Kong went into the pawn shop, and said to the girl, "You should put away your bad taste quickly."

The girl said with a smile, "You are too confused."

Mingkong said indifferently: "The poor monk has been a monk for thousands of years, what is Jiefeng doing?"

The girl asked back, "Then why are you looking for that person?"

Ming Kong said without hesitation: "He is a friend of the poor monk, why can't the poor monk find him?"

The girl leaned on a soft couch, and said helplessly: "Did you knock too many wooden fish, did your brain become a wooden fish?"

Mingkong couldn't help saying, stretched out his hand and split the soft couch into two halves.

The girl turned to lean on a flower stand, and at the same time covered her heart and said: "You bald donkey are really scary."

Mingkong didn't bother to talk to the girl any more, and asked bluntly, "Do you know where the Lord of the Demon Dao is?"

The girl looked solemnly: "What do you mean by this?"

Mingkong said truthfully: "Find out the truth, and then decide whether to kill or not."

The girl said bluntly: "I'm afraid you are not enough to kill him."

"What does this have to do with you?" Mingkong took out a string of pearls from his clothes and dangled them in front of the girl.

The girl's eyes lit up, but she insisted, "Do you want to die?"

Ming Kong didn't answer but asked instead: "Where is the Lord of the Demon Path?"

The girl thought about it, snatched the pearl from Ming Kong's fingertips, looked at it carefully, and said: "A thousand miles to the south, there is an extremely cold place with piles of rocks, and there is a secret road between the rocks, through the secret road. That's where he is."

"Thank you." Mingkong raised his foot and wanted to leave, but was stopped by a girl.

The girl said sternly, "Leave this white fox behind."

Baihu Tuanzi bared his teeth and claws at the girl and said, "I don't want to be left behind."

The girl raised her hand and caressed Baihu Tuanzi's forehead: "Are you tired of living?"

Baihu Tuanzi opened his mouth to bite, but he didn't expect the girl to dodge or dodge. He held the girl's finger in his mouth without exerting any force.

The girl pulled out her finger, then stared at Ming Kong, and said again: "You just leave this white fox behind."

Ming Kong knew that he was not the opponent of the Lord of the Demon Dao, but he had no nostalgia for the mortal world, so he was not afraid, but the White Fox Tuanzi was still young, so he really shouldn't take risks.

Hearing this, he lowered his head and looked at the white fox group: "It's dangerous to go here, do you want to stay here, or go with the poor monk?"