emotional disorder

After returning to the inn, Ming Kong first put the white fox dumpling on the bed, and then suddenly became playful, deliberately took out a purple scorpion, and brought it to the white fox dumpling's mouth.

The white fox group didn't wake up at all, its black nose sniffed, and when it stretched out its claws, it hugged Zi Nai.

Mingkong couldn't help laughing, and then his face darkened, and he tore off the sleeves of his clothes that were wrapped around the limbs of Baihu Tuanzi.

The limbs were densely covered with wounds, if it wasn't for saving himself, Baihu Tuanzi would not have been injured, but luckily the wounds were not deep.

With a low sigh, he fetched a basin of water, carefully treated the wound for Baihu Tuanzi, and then wiped away the bright red spots on the fur, and then re-bandaged the wound for Baihu Tuanzi.

Then, he borrowed a pen, ink, paper and inkstone from his younger brother, and briefly described the whole story of the cannibal case in Huansha City. Here comes the carrier pigeon.

He tied the bamboo tube to the pigeon's paw, and took out some grains.

The homing pigeon ate the grains in his palm, flapped its wings, and flew away.

He couldn't remember how long he hadn't been back to Wuxiang Chanyuan, nor why he had to be ordered by the abbot.

Since that person's death, he was like a walking corpse. At that time, the presiding master in his dying years said to him innocently: "Since you miss him so much, just find him back."

However, more than five hundred years have passed, but he has never seen that person again.

An endless lifespan is the lifelong pursuit of many people, but to him, it is no different from a heavy shackle.

Perhaps it would be better for him to return to the underworld sooner?Drink up a bowl of Mengpo soup, reincarnate, put on a new skin, and start over from scratch, right?

He realizes again that he is not the same as he was 500 years ago, the man who changed him and abandoned him.

If he had never met that person, he would be able to do whatever he wanted and do whatever he wanted - when money was abundant, he would spend a lot of money on beauties, get drunk and hang out in ecstasy;

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile wryly, calmed down, and sat on the futon to chant scriptures again.

He didn't like chanting at first, but after a long time, he got used to it.

After a while, the "Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra" poured out from between his lips and teeth.

When Baihu Tuanzi woke up, he first heard Ming Kong's chanting, and then he found Zi Nai in his fur paws.

He shook his fur ears, afraid that the sound of gnawing on the purple natto would disturb Ming Kong's chanting, so he just smelled the fragrance of the purple natto.

After Ming Kong recited the "Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra" ten times, he stood up, looked at the white fox dumpling, and asked suspiciously, "Didn't you clamor to eat Zinai? Why don't you eat it?"

Baihu Tuanzi took a big mouthful of Zinai, and said vaguely: "I'm afraid I will disturb your chanting."

"It doesn't matter." Ming Kong said softly, "If the poor monk will be disturbed by you, it proves that the poor monk has no intentions."

The White Fox Tuanzi seemed to understand but half understood: "What do you mean by speaking without heart?"

Ming Kong explained: "If the poor monk is chanting Buddhist scriptures in his mouth and thinking about other things in his mind, he has no intentions in his words."

"So that's how it is." The white fox tuanzi gnawed on one purple scorpion, and spread out two furry paws towards Ming Kong, revealing the pink and tender meat pads, "Where are the remaining five scorpions?"

Ming Kong kept his word and gave all the remaining five purple scorpions to Baihu Tuanzi.

However, Baihu Tuanzi stuffed the most beautiful one, Zi Nai, into Ming Kong's palm, and said, "This one is for you to eat."

500 years ago, even though he had become a monk, Ming Kong still had no pleasure without meat and wine.

But now, he doesn't even know what he likes to eat.

He looked down at the Zi Nai in his palm, and after a long time, he took a bite, the Zi Nai was fragrant, sweet, crisp, and juicy, but he didn't find it delicious, nor did he find it unpalatable, it was tasteless.

White Fox Tuanzi gnawed on Zi Nai and suddenly thought of his mother.

The mother has died, what will happen to the abandoned body?

He paused, raised his head, and looked at Mingkong with wet eyeballs: "Mingkong, Auntie was dug out of the demon core by the murderer, she is covered in blood, and she has died. Her body will gradually die. Does it rot and stink?"

The appearance of Baihu Tuanzi was considered calm, but his eyes could hardly hold so many tears.

He put the Zinai that he had just gnawed into his arms, hugged Baihu Tuanzi in his arms, rubbed Baihu Tuanzi's back and said, "Yes, her body will gradually rot and stink, you want to help her?" Do you collect the corpse?"

"I..." Baihu Tuanzi didn't know how to answer, he couldn't bear to see his mother's body again, and he didn't want her to have nowhere to rest.

Recently, he didn't dare to think about his mother, and deliberately forgot about her mother. When asked by Ming Kong, the situation at that time was actually vivid in his memory.

Mingkong observed the expression of Baihu Tuanzi and remained silent.

The incident has been resolved, he has to leave, and should not stay in Huansha City anymore.

Three days later, he asked the white fox group again: "Do you want to collect your mother's body?"

In the past three days, Baihu Tuanzi often dreamed of his mother. In the dream, his mother was safe and sound, either hugging him or bickering with his father.

Hearing Ming Kong's question again, he hesitated for a long time before nodding his head and saying: "Well, I want to go and collect A Niang's body."

"Let's go now, and you will lead the way." Mingkong didn't say much, packed his luggage, settled the bill, and set off with the white fox dumpling in his arms.

The white fox group lives in Qingqiu, and Huansha City is only a hundred miles away from Qingqiu.

Mingkong didn't use his body skills, nor did he hire a carriage. After spending half a day, he arrived at Qingqiu.

Baihu Tuanzi jumped out of Ming Kong's arms and walked home by himself.

Tears flowed down uncontrollably, blurring his vision, and he had to move forward while wiping away his tears.

Walking to a courtyard, he finally stopped. The door was half-closed, and when he pushed it, it opened with a "squeak".

He entered his bedroom, and in the pungent corpse smell, he closed his eyes before he dared to look inside.

Sure enough, the body of his favorite mother had rotted away, and she no longer had half the appearance of her former life.

Mother is the number one beauty of the fox clan, famous in the three worlds, she has turned into this appearance, apart from the addition of eight tails, how is she different from ordinary foxes?

He didn't care about being afraid at all, and rushed over immediately, throwing himself on the corpse.

Seeing that Baihu Tuanzi was crying miserably, Ming Kong didn't offer comfort, but recited the "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Fundamental Vow Sutra" to save the souls of the dead.

Baihu Tuanzi cried hoarsely, crying until the fur in front of him was soaked, and barely stopped crying.

After a while, the White Fox Tuanzi said to Ming Kong: "I can't lift A Niang, can you help me hug A Niang?"

Mingkong lowered his body and picked up the disfigured Nine-Tailed Fox from the ground.

The White Fox Tuanzi walked to a jasmine bush in the courtyard, choked with sobs and said, "Auntie loved jasmine very much during her lifetime, so let's bury Aunt next to this jasmine."

After saying that, he started digging a hole with all fours and the ground.

The wounds on his limbs have not yet healed and are painful.

Mingkong could make the soil separate by himself with just a touch of his fingertips, but he didn't do that. Instead, he put the Nine-Tailed Fox down and dug a hole with the White Fox Tuanzi.

Not a single person or fox made a sound, and the atmosphere was solemn.

After an unknown amount of time, a pit big enough to accommodate the corpse was finally dug, and Mingkong carried the body into the pit.

Not long after, the body was completely buried, and a brand new grave suddenly appeared in front of him. The white fox group suddenly raised its claws to dig, until the mother's face was revealed.

He carefully brushed off the dirt on his mother's face, and then pointed to Mingkong beside him: "Mother, he called Mingkong and treated me very well, you don't have to worry."

Ming Kong echoed, "The poor monk will definitely take good care of Ruan Bai."

The White Fox Tuanzi murmured again: "Mother, please bless my father to be safe, bless me to find my dad as soon as possible, and bless me to be able to kill your murderer with my own hands."

He stared at his mother for a long while before covering his mother's face with mud again.

Mingkong stood by and didn't say a word.

After about a cup of tea, the white fox dumpling opened its paws towards Mingkong, and said coquettishly, "Hug."