emotional disorder

Mingkong lowered his body, took care of the blood and mud-stained limbs for Baihu Tuanzi, and bandaged them up. He then wiped the crying-wet fur in front of Baihu Tuanzi's body before he held Baihu Tuanzi in his arms.

The White Fox Tuanzi was pawing at Ming Kong's monk robe with his front paws, and he heard Ming Kong say: "Let's go to the town to buy some paper money and offerings."

"En." Baihu Tuanzi nodded obediently, and was carried by Ming Kong to the town.

One person and one fox bought joss sticks, paper money, citrus, violets, pears, and some pastries at the funeral shop before heading back.

When he arrived in front of the tomb, Mingkong lit the joss sticks, set up the offerings, and then recited the "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Fundamental Vows Sutra" while burning paper money.

Baihu Tuanzi knelt aside, because he still couldn't transform into a human form, his appearance was quite strange.

The northwest wind suddenly picked up, blowing paper money dust everywhere, and Baihu Tuanzi choked and coughed unceasingly.

Mingkong patted Baihu Tuanzi on the back, and hugged Baihu Tuanzi behind him, letting him block the paper money ashes.

After the money had been burned, Ming Kong finished reading the "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Fundamental Vows Sutra", and Ming Kong turned sideways and asked, "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat?"

The white fox dumpling hadn't eaten for half a day, and Mao's stomach had already started to growl, but he didn't want to eat anything, so he shook his head.

Ming Kong understood it, and stopped talking, and stayed with the white fox group in front of the grave until dusk, before saying: "We'll stay here for one night today, and we'll start our journey tomorrow."

The White Fox Tuanzi refused to leave his mother's grave, so he said: "I want to stay with Aunt, Ming Kong, you can go and rest on my bed."

Ruan Bai has a lot to say to his mother?

Mingkong was thinking like this, so he didn't want to disturb him, so he immediately went to Baihu Tuanzi's bedroom.

He didn't feel sleepy, and he was afraid that something might happen to the white fox group, so he read the Buddhist scriptures all night.

At dawn, he walked to the side of White Fox Tuanzi in the dim light.

The white fox dumpling had already fallen asleep, curled up beside the grave, its fur was soaked in dew, sticking to its skin, making it look very weak.

Mingkong sighed, but instead of hugging the white fox dumpling, he waited for the white fox dumpling to wake up.

Baihu Tuanzi instinctively yawned several times in a row before opening his eyes, and what came into view was his mother's grave.

He rubbed the dirt on the grave with his rough face, and said reluctantly: "Mother, I'm ready to leave."

After a while, he separated himself from the tomb, and when he turned around, he saw Ming Kong.

"Mingkong, I'm so hungry." He said, grabbed a pear as an offering and gnawed it.

Seeing that Baihu Tuanzi's mood had improved, Ming Kong asked, "Maybe you can tell the poor monk what happened that day?"

"That day..." Baihu Tuanzi was stunned before realizing that the day Ming Kong said was the day his mother died.

The pear in his mouth was tasteless for a moment, he recalled: "That day, I just fell asleep, and I suddenly smelled the smell of blood. When I opened my eyes, I saw A Niang lying on the ground, her demon core was dug out, and she was covered in blood. Blood, I kept shaking Aniang, but Aniang ignored me, I felt wronged, and kept calling 'Aniang'. After a long while, I realized that Aniang had passed away, and Aniang who had died naturally They would not pay attention to me, I went out of the bedroom and went to look for Father, but Father was not at home, I only saw a big puddle of blood at the door."

The big puddle of blood at the door had long since dried up, turning reddish brown, clinging to the ground like a squashed monster.

Mingkong had already noticed that big pool of blood yesterday, if that big pool of blood belonged to Baihu Tuanzi's father, it would be a disaster for him.

He confirmed again: "You really never saw the murderer?"

Seeing the White Fox Tuanzi shaking his head, he asked again: "Do you know who has a gap with your parents?"

Baihu Tuanzi said blankly, "I don't know either."

There are no clues at present, and if his father has died, the truth will probably never come out.

Ming Kong said bluntly: "The poor monk has inspected this house, the murderer has not left any clues, and you know nothing, it may be difficult to find the murderer, unless you can find your mother's demon pill , but the demon pill should have been eaten by the murderer, or you can find your father."

The sockets of Baihu Tuanzi's eyes turned red, and Ming Kong finally realized that what he said seemed to be blaming Baihu Tuanzi, making Baihu Tuanzi feel uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry." He stretched out his hand to wipe off the dirt on Baihu Tuanzi's body, "It's the poor monk who made a slip of the tongue."

But Baihu Tuanzi stared at Ming Kong with a pair of innocent eyes and said, "Ming Kong, why is Auntie dead and Dad missing, but I am intact?"

Baihu Tuanzi is really asking questions, not thinking that he should die with A Niang, or disappear with A Daddy.

Mingkong's heart softened, he rubbed the top of Baihu Tuanzi's head and said, "There is a poor monk with you, and the poor monk has many years to live. If you practice hard, you can live for many years. We have enough time to kill the murderer." find out."

Baihu Tuanzi murmured: "I have never practiced before, and I don't know if I am qualified for cultivation. I'm afraid I won't be able to live as long as you."

Hearing this, Mingkong realized that Xu's murderer would not live for so long.

He picked up the white fox dumpling and said, "If you practice hard, you will surely live as long as a poor monk."

Baihu Tuanzi clenched his fists and said, "Well, I will practice hard."

"You're so good." Mingkong praised, and changed his words, "You go take a bath first, and we will set off after you finish bathing."

White Fox Tuanzi ran back to his bedroom on short legs, then pointed to a small wooden basin and said, "My mother and father used this small wooden basin to help me bathe."

Ming Kong asked, "Is the water a pond not far away?"

Seeing that Baihu Tuanzi nodded, he was about to go out, but Bai Hutuanzi hugged his feet, Bai Hutuanzi raised his head and said, "I'll go with you."

Is this white fox dumpling afraid of being abandoned by him?Or are you afraid that you will have an accident just like your parents?

Mingkong held the white fox dumpling in one hand, and took a bucket from the kitchen in the other hand, went to fetch water from the pond, boiled it in the teapot, then poured it into a small wooden basin, mixed with some cold water.

The white fox dumpling had grown up a lot, and the small wooden basin looked cramped, but he still wanted to use the small wooden basin to bathe.

Mingkong knew that Baihu Tuanzi would be shy, so he washed Baihu Tuanzi's limbs and back and turned his back.

Baihu Tuanzi buried his hairy face in the water, his mind was full of the past years when his mother and father were there.

Taking advantage of Ming Kong not looking at him, he wept quietly until the bath water was so cold that he jumped out of the small wooden basin and shook his fur.

Hearing the movement, Mingkong covered the white fox dumpling's fur with his hands, and dried his fur with his inner breath.

Baihu Tuanzi felt warm and comfortable all over his body, so he couldn't help yawning.

After Mingkong bandaged the white fox dumpling properly, and let the white fox dumpling lie in his arms, he inspected the house carefully.

However, the result was the same as last time, and the murderer really did not leave any clues.

The mother of Baihu Tuanzi was dug out of the demon pill. Was it the demon pill that the murderer asked for?Because the White Fox Tuanzi was still young and the demon pill was useless, did he spare his life?

His mother was a nine-tailed fox in its prime. It was not easy to kill her and take her inner alchemy. The murderer was either a god, or a monster, or a monster, or an outstanding immortal cultivator. It was hard to deal with.

I don't know if I can avenge the White Fox Tuanzi just by myself?

It's meaningless to control his life, why not use this life to avenge the White Fox Tuanzi?

Xu waited for him to set foot on Huangquan Road, he would be able to see that person.

What if the reincarnation of that person is still alive?

Even if that person's reincarnation is still alive, he can't find it, right?

He lowered his head and smiled wryly, the wry smile barely filled the corners of his lips, and then turned into nothingness.

He raised his hand and closed the door, then went to the town.

There are many pedestrians in the town, Ming Kong and Baihu Tuanzi are quite eye-catching, Baihu Tuanzi has woken up, and asked in a daze: "Is it because I was born furry and cute that they keep looking at me?"

The nature of the fox family is to love beauty, and Baihu Tuanzi is no exception, because he is very concerned about Ming Kong's evaluation of his appearance, and after asking, he will stare at Ming Kong intently.

Mingkong knew that the reason why pedestrians kept looking at him and the white fox group was probably because the white fox was extremely rare and injured, and as a monk himself, it was strange to hold a white fox.

If it were him 500 years ago, he would have ridiculed him, but now he replied: "Yes, you were born furry, very cute."

Baihu Tuanzi held his furry face with his front paws and said naively, "I also think I'm very cute."

Ming Kong rubbed the furry ears of Baihu Tuanzi: "When you recover from your injury, you will be even cuter."

"My injury will heal soon." Baihu Tuanzi buried his forehead on Ming Kong's collarbone, and flicked his two big tails.

Mingkong reached out and stroked the white fox dumpling's fur belly: "Let's go have breakfast first."

A pear can't fill Baihu Tuanzi's stomach, Baihu Tuanzi said excitedly: "I'm so hungry, I want to eat meat."

Mingkong found a breakfast shop and ordered a drawer of steamed buns for the white fox dumplings.

The white fox dumpling stepped on Ming Kong's legs, holding the steamed bun with its front paws and eating it. A steamed dumpling was enough to eat, and he felt sad again: "Auntie is dead, so I can't eat anything." ..."

Ming Kong 500 years ago was the best at ridicule in different ways. Ming Kong 500 years later had already forgotten the vocabulary of ridicule, let alone how to comfort him.

He thought hard for a while, and said: "We burned a lot of paper money for your mother yesterday, and also offered a lot of food, your mother will definitely not be hungry."

"That's good." Baihu Tuanzi immediately smiled.

After breakfast for one person and one fox, Ming Kong hugged the white fox dumpling, stood in the middle of the crowd, and said, "Where do you think we should go?"

Baihu Tuanzi said in confusion, "I don't know where we should go."

Ming Kong suggested: "Let's go to Guanyun Town."

On the surface, Guanyun Town is just a small town, but secretly, it is a place where demons and ghosts exchange information.