emotional disorder

The white fox dumpling nestled in his arms obediently, and yawned lazily.

The monk went downstairs with the white fox dumpling in his arms, found a dining table and sat down.

Foxes usually feed on rodents, birds, fish, lizards, insects, frogs, rabbits, wild fruits, etc.

Since Baihu Tuanzi can't speak, he asked, "Do you want to eat fish?"

Seeing the white fox dumpling nodding happily, he asked again: "Braised? Steamed? Boiled? Deep-fried?"

He observed carefully and noticed that when steaming was mentioned, Baihu Tuanzi's eyes lit up, so he asked for a steamed sea bass.

Now it's time for breakfast, he is holding a white fox dumpling and ordered steamed sea bass which is really eye-catching, but he doesn't care.

The steamed sea bass came up soon, and the white fox dumpling stepped on his thighs, then stood up again, eating contentedly.

He looked at the white fox dumpling and asked, "How about using some seasonal vegetables?"

Baihu Tuanzi didn't like seasonal vegetables, so he immediately shook his head.

He didn't want to force the White Fox Tuanzi, so he gave up.

After the white fox dumpling had finished eating, he wiped the white fox dumpling's mouth clean with a handkerchief, and went upstairs with the white fox dumpling in his arms.

Before he reached the room, the white fox in his arms had already fallen asleep, snoring softly.

He couldn't help smiling, opened the door, and carefully placed the ball of white fox on the bed.

Then, he went to meditate.

An hour later, he checked the entire Huansha City again, but still found nothing.

He understood that he shouldn't have taken the life of the leopard yesterday, and he should have forced out the accomplice from the leopard's mouth, but he couldn't talk about regrets, he never regretted things that cannot be changed, except...

Thinking of the person who had bid farewell to him on March 530th, [-], at six hours and an instant, he was filled with sadness.

After returning to the room, he found that the white fox dumpling had grown a fluffy tail again.

This white fox dumpling is a nine-tailed fox. When the nine tails grow together, it will be in its heyday, with boundless magic power and the appearance of captivating all living beings.

But looking at the naive white fox dumpling in front of him, he couldn't imagine what the white fox dumpling would look like when it grew up.

The white fox tuanzi was still awake, so he circled himself tighter with his two furry tails, and bit the tip of one of the tails with his sharp beak.

He stretched out his hand to caress the white fox dumpling, and then went to the market again. The blizzard had slowed down a bit. He sat cross-legged on the snow, and then spread out the leopard skin.

Since he killed the leopard, no one was killed in Huansha city. He didn't know how the remaining monster was related to the leopard, but since he was an accomplice to cannibalism, at least he would come to have a look?

While fiddling with the beads, he watched the people passing by him.

However, an hour passed, and there was not a single monster among the crowd.

Could it be that leopards are the only ones eating people in Huansha City?Is he worrying too much?

Another cup of tea, someone asked him how much the leopard skin cost, seeing that he was silent, he turned and left.

Because there was a white fox dumpling to take care of, he went back to the inn when he was young.

Baihu Tuanzi had already woken up. Hearing the monk's footsteps, he immediately jumped up from the bed, pushed the window hinge, and jumped out of the window.

After a breath, he fell into the arms of the monk.

Satisfied, he rubbed the monk's heart, and at the same time, called out in a delicate voice.

The monk rubbed the plump and soft fur of the white fox dumpling, and said with concern, "Are you hungry?"

Baihu Tuanzi didn't feel hungry, but just scared.

The night before, he was sleeping soundly in the nest, but suddenly the smell of blood rushed into his nostrils, he opened his eyes in fright, unexpectedly, he saw his mother laying on the ground, the demon core was dug out, covered in blood.

He shook his mother desperately, but the mother ignored him. He drooped his hairy ears in grievance, and it took a long time to realize that his mother had died.

He was still young, and he didn't know what death meant, so he was only instinctively afraid.

He went to look for his father again, but failed, only there was a big pool of blood at the door.

In order to find his father, he went out on short short legs, but instead of finding his father, he was almost caught by mortals.

He remembered that mortal holding his hairy nape with one hand, stroking his shiny, non-variegated fur with the other, and said with a smile: "It will definitely sell for a good price."

He struggled endlessly, finally scratched the mortal's face, and escaped to heaven.

He heard the mortal scream, chasing him, swearing that he would be skinned and cramped, so that he would die badly.

He ran desperately, over mountains, through weeds, across rivers, and suddenly saw a monk.

The monk was covered in blood, holding the leopard carcass in his left hand and the leopard skin in his right hand, but for some reason, he believed that the monk would not hurt him, so he rushed forward and hugged the monk's feet.

Just now, when he woke up, he didn't see the monk, so he walked around the room anxiously, afraid that the monk would die like his mother, or be missing like his father, and even more afraid that the monk would not want him.

He wanted to go out to look for the monk, but he was afraid of being captured alive by ordinary people, so he hesitated, but fortunately, the monk's footsteps suddenly appeared, and the hesitation was swept away.

Hearing the monk's question, he shook his head, then spread his claws, encircled the monk's neck, and stuck the pink and tender flesh pad to the monk's skin.

The monk asked, "Why did you jump out of the window?"

Baihu Tuanzi knew that the monk couldn't understand fox language, but he couldn't speak human words, so he could only call out a few times.

The monk didn't understand, and said solemnly: "Don't do this again next time."

The White Fox Tuanzi nodded obediently, and then rubbed the monk's chin flatteringly.

The monk had nothing to do at the moment, and as he walked in, he asked, "Can the poor monk bathe for you?"

The White Fox Tuanzi was delighted to be clean, and nodded repeatedly.

The monk asked the younger brother to bring water up, and then went upstairs.

When the second brother brought the water, he put the white fox dumpling into the wooden basin. The fluffy fur of the white fox dumpling was soaked and all stuck to the skin, turning into a small ball.

Seeing this, he couldn't help laughing and said: "The poor monk thought you were a chubby..."

Hearing this, Baihutuanzi pursed his lips and protested, "I'm not a chubby."

He opened his mouth and was about to show his sharp teeth to the monk, but he heard the monk continue: "It turns out that you are so thin, you must have suffered a lot?"

His parents had cared for him since he was born, until the eve of the eve when his happy life came to an abrupt end.

Being cared by the monk, his dark eyes couldn't help but a layer of water vapor appeared.

Seeing that Baihu Tuanzi's eyes were wet, the monk said apologetically, "Did I remind you of something sad? It was the poor monk who made a slip of the tongue."

The white fox tuanzi shook his head at the monk, and licked the monk's cheek again.

The monk patted the white fox dumpling's head before bringing the bath beans.

The white fox tuanzi was bathed by the monk. After washing his back and limbs, when he was turned over by the monk, he suddenly became shy.

He snatched the bath beans from the monk's hand with his claws, and hurriedly turned his back.

It took the monk a while to realize that the white fox dumpling was shy, and it really was a spiritual nine-tailed fox demon.

He didn't force it, and waited for the white fox dumpling to finish bathing.

The white fox tuanzi washed himself clean, came out of the tub again, and stepped on a piece of fine cloth spread by the monk on the ground.

The monk wrapped the white fox dumpling in fine cloth, and then, he urged his inner breath to dry the white fox dumpling.

After the fur was dried, the white fox dumpling became fluffy again, looking like a lump of meat.

Seeing the monk looking at him, Baihu Tuanzi smiled at the corners of his lips, baring his teeth and claws and said, "I'm furry, not chubby."