Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Five: The Little Fox That Jumps
"Huhuhu..."
It was almost nightfall. A certain scholar held a silly beauty by one hand and sat at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, breathing heavily. Although his face looked tired, his expression was extremely excited.
He raised his head for a while and looked at Zhongnan Mountain with a hopeful look on his face. Then he turned his head and looked at a bewildered beauty next to him, with a smile like a fool's on his face.
"God, I, Lu, am going to become a god..."
A certain scholar surnamed Lu, who had been overwhelmed by the sudden feeling of happiness, did not even notice the strange look flashing in the eyes of the beautiful woman whose hand he held when he turned to look at Zhongnan Mountain.
After resting for a quarter of an hour, the scholar stood up again and pulled the beautiful woman staggeringly up the mountain path of Zhongnan Mountain. After walking for about a few kilometers, he detoured the mountain path at the edge of a canyon and followed the path.
The canyon walked towards a steep and beautiful mountaintop next to it, like a beautiful painted screen.
"This lady, don't blame me..."
The scholar was thinking casually while dragging the beautiful woman along a secret path towards the mountain.
"I brought you here with the best of intentions. The most you can do in Chang'an is to marry an ordinary person, and then you will be nothing but a pile of loess in a hundred years. How about you follow me into the fairyland, become a female fairy here among the old gods, and live forever from now on?"
Happy and happy."
The beauty behind the scholar raised the corners of her mouth when she heard what the scholar said, and looked at him with mocking eyes.
"Don't worry, although the old god has white hair, his face is rosy and his body is as strong as a boy's. He will never let you stay alone in the empty boudoir. Besides, even if the old god can't do it, isn't there someone else..."
The scholar didn't notice all this at all, and was still talking to himself while trying to climb up.
"This is a fairy fate. You must catch me, and you must catch me too..."
When the road ends, you can vaguely see that the terrain ahead has become empty. At the end of the open space, you can faintly see the silhouette of a thatched hut, twisting and swaying under the moonlight.
"Old fairy..."
When the scholar saw the hut, he immediately became excited, took the beauty's hand and rushed towards the hut quickly.
"Someone is back, old god!"
After hearing his voice, although no one in the hut answered, the lights in the house turned on on their own, as if to welcome the scholar back.
The scholar held the beauty with one hand, pushed open the door of the hut with the other hand, walked straight into the room, and passed through the hut. At this moment, the big confused eyes of the beauty he was holding suddenly became lively.
He got up and turned around several times.
I saw that behind the hut was a garden, with all kinds of beautiful halls, pavilions and ponds. There were also flying cranes, wild deer galloping, and clear water springs, which made people feel like they were in a dream.
Suddenly, a melodious sound of music came from the middle of the garden, ethereal, light and faint, as if it was fairy music.
Looking in the direction of the music, you can also see an old man wearing a Taoist robe sitting in a pavilion in the center of the garden, holding a dragon-headed cane in his hand.
The old man has fair hair, a childlike face, and an immortal demeanor. He looks like a fairy at first glance.
Beside him, two beauties in ragged clothes were lingering around him with affectionate expressions on their faces, pouring wine and serving dishes for him. Next to them, there were seven or eight beauties holding various musical instruments who were playing hard.
On the stage opposite the old man, a dozen beautiful beauties were singing and dancing in the steaming clouds to the ethereal music, walking lightly. Behind these beauties was a huge stone. The stone wall was so smooth that it looked like a mirror.
, reflecting the dancing figures of these beauties, as if they were fairies descending to earth.
This scene makes people feel like they have arrived in wonderland.
The scholar suddenly became more excited. He held the beauty with one hand, walked to the side of the pavilion in three steps, let go of the beauty's hand, and then knelt down with a thud.
"Old Immortal, a certain Lu Yifu has dedicated a beautiful woman to the old Immortal. I hope that the old Immortal will not hesitate to give you the art of stirring up clouds, causing rain, and dying while sitting."
"oh……"
After hearing what the scholar said, the old Taoist sitting in the pavilion slowly turned his head, ate a grape handed over by the beautiful woman next to him, and then looked at the scholar with a kind smile on his face.
"I'm sorry you did it so quickly... Wait, Lu Sheng, where is the beauty you mentioned?"
"She's right here,"
The scholar quickly pointed to the side with his hand.
"This is the young lady brought from Ye Mansion in Chang'an..."
While the scholar was talking, he turned his head and suddenly discovered that the person next to him was not a beautiful woman, but a white fox. After seeing him looking over, the fox's big eyes still had a mocking look.
Look at him.
"嘤嘤嘤......"
The little white fox stuck out its pink tongue at the scholar, rubbed it twice, and ran towards the door of the hut where they had entered just now.
"You idiot..."
The old Taoist was furious and stood up with a dragon-head crutch.
"Not only was I deceived by a monster, but I actually brought this monster into my fairyland."
"How is it possible that Madam Ye's wife is actually a monster..."
Thinking that he had brought a monster all the way from Chang'an to Mount Zhongnan, the scholar surnamed Lu couldn't help but let out a puff, his legs went weak, and he sat down directly on the ground.
"We will discuss your matters later..."
The old man glanced at Lu Sheng who was lying on the ground with some disgust, then looked at the little white fox that was about to run to the hut. He stretched out his body, assumed a posture of throwing a javelin, and threw away the dragon-head crutch in his hand.
.
"Look at my divine dragon subduing demons!"
call!
A gust of wind blew up, and after the dragon-head crutches were taken off their hands, it actually turned into a four-clawed golden dragon in the air. Following a gust of wind, the steaming white mist all around gathered around the golden dragon and turned into clouds like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea.
thing.
Then the golden dragon seemed to be flying through the clouds, riding on the clouds and rushing towards the little white fox. It was as fast as the wind and lightning.
Just when the little fox rushed into the hut and had not yet rushed out of the door, the golden dragon rushed in, stretched out its golden claws, and turned hard on the little fox's back.
"嘤嘤嘤......"
The little fox turned his head and glanced at the golden dragon coming from behind, then suddenly jumped to the side and jumped behind the door of the hut. Then a four-edged whip made of wood poked out from behind the door, with the sound of wind, and fiercely
It hit the golden dragon on the head.
Snapped!
With a crisp sound, the seemingly majestic golden dragon was knocked down from the air by the wooden whip and fell to the ground. After twisting its body a few times, it shrank again and turned into a dragon-headed walking stick.
If you look carefully at this time, you can see something that looks like a talisman printed on the dragon head on the top of the crutch.
"My dragon head, monster, what have you done..."
After seeing the golden dragon being knocked back to its original shape by a single blow, the old man suddenly let out a roar, and then stretched out his hand in the direction of the hut.
"receive!"
As the old man shouted, the dragon's head on the ground jumped, as if it wanted to transform into a dragon and fly back, but then the talisman on the dragon's head flashed, and the dragon's head suddenly became still again.
It fell to the ground with a clang.
Then the little white fox jumped out from behind the door again, picked up the faucet crutch on the ground, used the crutch as a battering ram, and crashed towards the door of the hut.
boom!
After a loud noise, the door of the hut burst open, and the little white fox jumped out of the door calmly with the faucet in its mouth. Then it looked left and right, turned back and squatted in front of the door, put the faucet on the ground, and said with a mocking
He looked at the old man with his eyes.
"嘤嘤嘤......"
"Damn you monster! How dare you disrespect this god here..."
When the old man saw this vixen who dared to provoke him, he suddenly became furious. His skinny hands reached out of the sleeves of his robe and appeared on top of the little fox's head as if they had crossed the space. He patted the little fox down.
Facing the old man's attack across space, the little fox seemed to have no idea that when the attack was about to fall, it would still be raising its head with a cute expression.
"嘤嘤嘤......"
Seeing that the little fox was already enveloped in his palm, the old man had a cruel expression on his face.
"The blasphemous monster must die!"
At this moment, the little fox suddenly raised its two little paws, revealing an iron pipe held between its paws.
boom!
After the gunshot, the old man suddenly felt as if he was being pricked by needles on his hand, and he couldn't help but howl in agony due to the sharp pain.
"ah……"
The next moment, another red sword hilt floated from the little fox's body. Then a fiery red light shot up into the sky, turning into a crimson sword light that circled around his hand that spanned the space.
The previous severe pain had not passed yet, and a new severe pain came from the arm, causing the voice in the old man's mouth to continue before it ended.
"……oh……"
Following the old man, he saw the little white fox standing up very nimbly, sticking out its pink tongue at him and making a face.
"嘤嘤嘤......"
Then, the little fox hugged his dragon's head, jumped to the side, and disappeared.
The old man took back his hand that had a few scorch marks on it, his face was as dark as water, and his body shook slightly, as if he wanted to catch up, but in the end he held back.
"Damn you monster, don't let me see you..."
Before the old man could finish what he said, he saw the little fox jumping to the door again with the dragon's head in its mouth, looking at the old man with a puzzled expression, as if wondering why he didn't chase him out.
"嘤嘤嘤......"
The blood vessels on the old man's forehead suddenly burst into a cross, and his body trembled again, but he finally held it back.
The little fox jumped back and forth for a long time, but after discovering that the old man still dared not chase him out of the fairyland, a somewhat regretful voice came from the side of the hut.
"Forget it, Twenty Mother, don't bother! It seems that this perverted ghost and god dare not step out of his divine realm. What a pity, I thought he should be more courageous..."