Fox Breeding Guide

He knocked out the Ganoderma lucidum, and he was still longing for the treasure in the palace. He ran there twice, and was caught by the gods twice, but why did he suddenly act like this? I came out when I figured it out.

He used to think that Shenshen didn't come out because he couldn't come out until the critical moment. He always thought that Shenshen didn't speak because he couldn't speak, but now he knows that he can come out at will and can talk, but he just doesn't seem to want to understand. Own.

Why doesn't he want to talk to him?

Chong Hao wiped away his tears, and asked again: "But did you encounter a big monster who bullied you?"

"No."

"Then who wronged you?"

The vixen pursed his mouth, knocked out the last mouthful of Ganoderma lucidum, and rubbed his face into his arms for comfort: "Hug me again."

I have to admit that when the vixen said this with tears in his eyes, he was really capable of bluffing people. Chong Hao raised his arm, but retracted it restrainedly. Not only did he not hug him, but he also put him on his lap. Standing up on the chair next to him, she stood up and prepared to ignore him: "I ran out secretly and was wronged, and I still have the face to come back and act like a baby with this king. You don't listen to me when I tell you to obey..."

The fluffy balls rubbed against his feet, the fox did everything possible when seeking comfort, its two little paws grabbed his legs, its little head kept rubbing against his legs, Chong Hao frowned. He pursed his lips, rolled his Adam's apple, frowned and said, "Get up."

"..."

I have never seen him listen to a word.

Chong Hao reached out and grabbed the fur on the back of his neck, looking into his tearful eyes.

After all, she held him in her arms.

It was still some time before dawn, and he hugged the little fox to bed, but the scenes on the street kept flashing in his mind.

It was difficult for him to associate the little thing who was circling around him, acting coquettishly, and smiling sweetly, with the vixen in front of him who was undisciplined, unruly, vengeful, ruthless, indiscriminate, pretentious and pretentious, the little fox After getting off the bed, she kept rubbing her head against his arms, causing Chong Hao to have no other choice but to hug him.

It's rare to see a vixen looking so downcast. It's impossible to say that she isn't soft-hearted, but she can't be said to be particularly soft-hearted.

It's rare for him to have a little more human touch in his appearance, giving people the impression that he is not so bad that he can't be cured.

The vixen is really greedy. He not only wants to hug him, but also wants to touch him. He even bumps his little head against his palm.

The hand covered by the quilt felt his soft hair, and finally began to caress his head, and the hair ball curled up under the palm like this and fell into a deep sleep.

He always has to do whatever he can to get what he wants, acting like a baby, being cute, cheating, and omnipotent.

If no one instills in him the concept that monsters cannot become immortals by killing people, I am afraid that others who dare to disobey even the slightest bit will be crushed to death by him.

When the vixen woke up, he laid there lazily and brewed for a while, and later realized that he was on Chonghao's lap. From what he could see, it was obviously a carriage. When he looked up, Chonghao was indeed in official uniform. body, is going to court.

He seemed to appear as soon as he came to the palace, and the vixen continued to lie on Chong Hao's lap. When the carriage stopped, Chong Hao touched the little fox's head and said, "You can't run around anymore, you know?" ?”

The vixen took advantage of the situation and rubbed his palm, as if he knew.When he heard the man ordering the guards to keep a close eye on him, he thought to himself, how many of his human beings can keep an eye on him?

Fortunately, the vixen didn't particularly want to run out, he propped himself up and sat up, turned into a human figure and touched the golden lock, shouted for a while, but there was no movement.

He wanted to try how the gods appeared, so he ran out again using illusions, holding the golden locks and calling Bai Ying in every corner of the palace, but when he went up the tower, he couldn't call him out at all.

The vixen looked at the sky and felt that the weather was still a little worse, so he decided to try again at night.

What do you do during the day?Could it be that he just stayed there and waited obediently for Chonghao?

The vixen thought for a while, jumped down from the gate tower, and went all the way to Xiao Jing's bedroom to rummage through boxes and cabinets, deciding to explore the Treasure Pavilion three times.Xiao Jing's bedroom is very big, it's not easy to find things, the vixen was tired for a long time but couldn't find what he was looking for, so he rolled onto Xiao Jing's bed, lay down and rested.

Suddenly, he found a painting beside him. He stretched out his hand, but found that the painting inside was an abyss, and the corner of the cliff could be seen faintly, but more could not be seen.

Yuan Tang looked at the painting over and over, and suddenly felt that there was something wrong with the painting, and it was inexplicable, as if a corner was missing.

The things that Xiao Jing kept next to him must be good things, Yuan Tang directly put him in a gold collar, and decided to exchange this with him for the key to the Treasure Pavilion.

He returned to the carriage, and not long after he sat down, Chong Hao came back. He put the vixen on his lap, closed his eyes and rested his mind. Before the carriage left the palace, an old man suddenly ran over, "My lord, My lord stay behind!"

Chong Hao opened the heavy car curtain: "What's the matter, father-in-law?"

"Your Majesty lost something in his bedroom." After that, the father-in-law took two steps forward, handed over a few fox furs, and said softly: "The thing was left by the immortal who was saved by the late emperor. If the prince finds it, return it to me." Hope to come back soon.”

Chong Hao's face darkened, and he said: "This king knows."

Yuan Tang listened to the commotion, and continued to lie down in the carriage and pretended to be dead. He expected that he would not be so quick to realize that he took the things by himself.

Sure enough, Chong Hao gently hugged him on his lap just like before, and the carriage continued to move forward, before he seemed to inadvertently ask: "Ah Tang has great powers, maybe he sensed who stole His Majesty's celestial treasure?"

The fox carefully said, what kind of fairy treasure, has the stupid emperor seen the treasure, it is just an ordinary painting that can no longer be ordinary.

He ignored it, his tail was slightly pulled, and he had no choice but to communicate with him in a human form: "I haven't seen it again, how would I know?"

"There are very few thefts in the palace. It seems to be the work of monsters. You really don't know?"

"I don't know." The fox's spirit is not half guilty, just looking at those clear eyes, it is difficult for anyone to suspect him.

Chong Hao didn't speak any more.

They went all the way back to the mansion safely, had dinner, and the next second, a golden light flashed before Yuan Tang's eyes, and he came to this extremely annoying golden house again.Chong Hao is now more and more proficient in using the Golden House, so he can lock him up as he wants.

Yuan Tang was suddenly angry: "Let me out quickly."

"Who stole the fairy treasure? Ah Tang is so powerful, calm down, you can definitely think of it." Chong Hao said patiently: "It is useless to monsters, but it is a relic of the ancestors to Your Majesty. If you I know, but I have to persuade that monster well."

The vixen pursed his lips, no matter how stupid he was, he knew what Chong Hao meant.

"You ask him to exchange the key to the Treasure Pavilion."

He is still coveting the Treasure Pavilion.

Chong Hao rubbed his forehead, sighed, and said: "There is nothing you want in the Treasure Pavilion. If you want to go in, I will ask His Majesty to take you in for a look in two days."

The vixen thought for a while, and said, "I don't believe it. You said you couldn't get ginseng for thousands of years."

"The so-called begging, naturally you have to give it to others." Chong Hao said: "If you insist on begging, how is it different from a robber?"

"If you can't ask for it, it means you have no ability. When I go over tonight, scare him with a knife, poke a few holes in his body, and see if he will give it."

Chong Hao took a piece of rice paper and covered it on top of the golden house. He didn't really want to see him in the short term.

He took the documents sent by the military camp on one side, raised his pen to review them, but found that there was no movement in the golden room under the rice paper, and this little thing didn't make a fuss today.

He opened the corner of the rice paper again and saw that he was looking at the picture scroll. He thought he was exploring what was inside, so he flicked the rice paper, causing a rattling sound, and asked Yuan Tang to look up and say: "Thousand-year-old ginseng is rare in the world. If someone is critically ill in the future and can be used to hang his life, what's the use of eating it?"

Yuan Tang didn't listen to the fact that it could be used to 'save lives', but he understood the deeper meaning. His eyes lit up, he rolled up the painting and put it back on the collar, and said: "If there is such a thing in the palace, the stingy emperor doesn't like it." Yes, will you?"

"Give me that scroll."

"Unless he is asked to exchange the key to the Treasure Pavilion, he won't give it."

"How can you be justified in stealing people's things?"

"How can I call something stolen by my ability?" Yuan Tang said, "You tell him to think carefully, if he really refuses, I will tear it up."

"Robbery."

Yuan Tang snorted: "Whatever you say."

Communication failed, Chong Hao put down the rice paper and went to work again.

Yuan Tang wasn't in a hurry, anyway, Chong Hao locked him up because he had nothing to do with him outside, the most he could do was reprimand him, and he couldn't bear to hurt himself.

He took out the scroll to look at it again, turning it upside down, holding it high, trying to find something special in it - if he could understand why Xiao Jing treasured it so much, he would keep it for himself.

Suddenly, Yuan Tang's raised hand paused, and he saw a painting hanging on the wall of the Golden House, a scroll that he had never noticed before, it was a beautiful cliff landscape painting, one could see the clouds and mist transpiring, Immortal spirit fluttered, and there was a stone above it, writing words he could not understand, like the name of this place.

At that moment just now, he felt as if the two paintings were suddenly aligned, as if they were in the same place.

He suddenly seemed to have discovered something new: "Chonghao, Chonghao!!"

After finally calling Chong Hao over, he held a painting in one hand excitedly, and said, "Look at these two, they seem to be a painting."

In Chonghao's eyes, those are two completely different landscapes, one is bright, with high sky and clear clouds, which makes people feel bright when looking at it, and the other is dark, with strange clouds and dark clouds, as if hiding some evil strength.

He said, "How can you tell they are the same pair?"

"It's the same pair." Yuan Tang's brain circuit did not know how to think of it: "I can see that this abyss is the bottom of this cliff."

The mountains above the cliffs are beautiful, and the abyss below the cliffs is dormant. It sounds like this, but the two paintings are really quite different.

Chong Hao said: "Stop making trouble, return the painting quickly."

Hearing that he didn't trust himself, the vixen suddenly became angry. He said: "Qingyun said that my ancestors were imprisoned here. Since this painting is hung here, it means that it is my ancestor's relic. Since the emperor's painting is similar to this painting One body is naturally a relic of my ancestors, and now the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan is only my lineage, and now, these things are all mine."

As he spoke, he put Xiao Jing’s painting back into his collar, and Chong Hao couldn’t help but cry with his natural attitude: “You have to say that two completely different paintings are one, so as to achieve your justifiable and self-righteous occupation.” The purpose of other people's things, this is still a robbery."

The vixen glared at him: "It's just one body."

"Take it out and show it to me. If it is really one, I will ask you for this painting for His Majesty."

"I won't give it." Yuan Tang is not stupid, he said: "You insist that these two paintings are not one, and you are also acting like a robber."

"..." Chong Hao said: "This king can act upright and sit upright, how can I talk nonsense like you."

"Then why don't you see it even after I've pointed it out to you?"

"It's too small, take it out and have a look." Yuan Tang standing inside was as long as a finger, and the painting was half his height, so naturally he couldn't see anything.

Yuan Tang stared at him suspiciously, then suddenly pointed to the beautiful painting in his hand and asked, "What word is this?"

Chong Hao frowned and said: "I can't see clearly, take it out."

"Then you take it out with me." He couldn't use any mana in the golden room, and if Chong Hao insisted on taking it away later, he would definitely be helpless.

But Chong Hao had almost the same idea as him, if he was released, and an unhappy person was trained to stab himself twice and run away, that would be fine.

He said: "My king, go in and have a look."

"I won't show you when you come in." Yuan Tang said, "I can't beat you here."

Chong Hao raised his eyebrows and said, "Didn't this king go in and fight with you?"

The vixen didn't believe him.

The two stalemate for a while because of whether to come out together or go in together, and finally Chong Hao made the final decision:

"This king is reasonable, but you are unreasonable, so it is the best plan for this king to go in."

Yuan Tang: "..."

Bad deeds, nothing to say.