"Well, Xiaobao, it's not impossible to keep pets, but I won't care about their food and accommodation. It's such a waste of money."
The thousand-year-old raccoon dog rolled his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.
"Mom, it's not a pet, it's Xiaobao's friend. Didn't you say that small animals are good friends of humans?"
Mu Lingbo's tone was full of indifference, "Is it considered a small animal? If you raise a puppy, it can wag its tail, and if you raise a cat, it can catch mice. How can there be such a superb little animal! Doesn't count!"
The Thousand-year-old raccoon dog is obviously very dissatisfied with comparisons with low-IQ creatures like cats and dogs.
"Mom, don't do this. It understands and will be sad."
"Oh, no! It won't be sad for anything other than the fruit being taken away. This kind of creature doesn't have any other emotions."
Mu Xiaobao looked at the thousand-year-old raccoon dog and said firmly, "Xiaobao doesn't think that's the case!"
Mu Lingbo lay on the bed with his legs crossed, and the corner of his mouth showed a slight curve, but he was still rude, "Just watch, it will definitely run away after getting the food, hide far away, and see if it will leave you."
After hearing this, Mu Xiaobao felt a little sad.
His big, clear eyes met the watery eyes of a thousand-year-old raccoon dog, "Is it true..."
Mu Lingbo's tone was a little proud, "Come and sleep now. You can't guard it 24 hours a day. It will run away sooner or later. Who will care about it if someone accidentally steals food or something?"
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In addition to this problem, the Thousand-year-old raccoon dog also thought about the guy who just wanted to roast it.
Mu Xiaobao sighed softly and stood up, "What mother said makes sense. If it really wants to be a good friend with Xiaobao, it won't run away while Xiaobao is sleeping. But it doesn't matter.
These fruits are yours anyway, you can take them away when the time comes."
Mu Lingbo said sleepily while motivating Xiaobao to come to sleep, "Anyway, there aren't many fruits for it to use as food in this poor place. If it follows us in the future, we will have to buy fruits to feed it. Thinking about it, it feels too much."
It’s annoying. It’ll be even worse when we go back to the Immortal Fantasy Valley. There are so many spiritual fruits in the Immortal Fantasy Valley, and they will all be robbed by it.”
The thousand-year-old raccoon dog's eyes lit up immediately when he heard it, and his paws holding a bag of fruits were a little excited.
The more Mu Lingbo talked, the more he shook his head, "No, no, I don't agree with it following us. We will leave tomorrow and let it stay here."
When Mu Xiaobao spoke to his mother, the glint in the thousand-year-old raccoon dog's eyes captured the main point, "That's it... Okay, I'll just let it go. If you treat Xiaobao as a friend, you can come tomorrow
This is for Xiaobao. Good night!"
As Mu Xiaobao said that, he jumped on the bed and hugged his mother to sleep, no longer looking at the little hairball in the dark corner.
"Ugh..." A low sound came from the mouth of the thousand-year-old raccoon dog, thinking about something.
When he got up early in the morning, Mu Xiaobao couldn't wait to see the corner from last night.
The corners were empty, not even a hair was left.
"Don't think about it before we leave. Let's pack up quickly and get ready to hit the road, so as not to go with that annoying guy in the convoy."
Mu Xiaobao sighed, "Okay."
At the entrance of the passenger station, Lu Xun had already prepared everything for the carriage, and the horses were all in high spirits, enough to support them all the way to Yancheng.
When the carriage was swaying and preparing to leave the village, a small voice of "嘤嘤嘤" and an urgent call suddenly came from behind.
