Immortality: Starting from meeting the fox girl

Chapter 35 Moths to the flame
  Hushan God felt that his Taoism was not inferior to that of this Taoist.

Even the lifespans of the two of them are almost the same, and this Taoist monk can't do anything to him.

Moreover, I am the noble Snow Tiger of the North. Even if this moth is now successful in cultivation, in the eyes of the noble Wu Hu, it is still unsightly. It is an unconventional monster with some evil skills. I don’t know how to escape. .

There is also a chain of contempt among demons.

Taoist Mo looked at the huge tiger head, with green light flickering in his eyes, a hoarse growl coming from his throat, and his hands hanging by his sides were clenched into fists, with veins popping out.

Being born as a moth has been a lifelong pain for him.

Taoist Mo's face was so gloomy that he seemed to be dripping with water:

"You Snow Tiger."

"Okay, okay, the master you are talking about is Mr. Lu, right?"

"No matter how profound that wise man is, I will swallow him tonight, and then take your life!"

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As he spoke, the yellow flag in his hand that read "Be equal to the sky, live as long as the earth" was inserted from the ground. On the wooden stick that fell from the pine trees on Fox Mountain, there was a faintly spreading black and yellow aura. .

Hushan God suddenly felt that he was restrained by an inexplicable magic and could no longer move.

However, it was too lazy to move.

He just yawned, his round ears covered his ears, and he put his tiger paws under his belly again. He looked at the moth with disdain and sneered:
  "You want to deal with Mr. Lu?"

"I would like to advise you not to overestimate your capabilities. You are just an idiot, how can you know that your husband has great powers?"

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Opening his tiger eyes again, the figure of Taoist Moth had disappeared into the snow and wind.

Hushan God looked at the yellow flag stuck next to him and said to himself:
  "This stick is really magical. When the moth dies, maybe I can give it to Mr."

The Chenghuang Temple in Jiamu County was built against the mountains in the inner city. The moonlight gradually shone down, making it as light as water, reflecting the temple.

Perhaps it was because Lu Chenran and the young prince arrived too late. The huge Chenghuang Temple was quiet, with only a strong green pine rooted in the courtyard.

Pushing open the door of the inner hall, you can see a seated statue of the City God enshrined. It is late at night, and there is an oil lamp in the hall. You can vaguely see the appearance of the City God. He is wearing silver armor and an iron mask. He looks like a figure. General.

The responsibilities of the City God here are similar to those of Blue Star. Those who have made great contributions to the people of Li can be voluntarily established as City Gods by the people here after their death and worshiped with incense.

There are four simple chairs and a table placed against the wall in the hall.

There is a lamp and an incense burner on the table.

There is a small jade bowl placed on the lamp. There is no lamp oil in it, but there is a wick.

As if sensing the arrival of the two men, there was a warm yellow fire burning from the inside of the small bowl.

The candle flickered.

Incense was placed on the incense burner and lit.

As the lights faded, wisps of incense floated upwards and into the nostrils of the clay sculpture.

The two of them glanced around, then walked to a futon, put their hands in their sleeves, leaned against the wall and dozed off unconsciously.

Behind Li Zijun, a eight-foot-tall silver statue stands majestically. The moonlight penetrates the paper window and outlines the contours of her cheeks, which can be drawn into the painting.

After shopping all night, she was indeed sleepy.

His head tilted unconsciously and fell on Lu Chenran's shoulder.

Lu Chenran touched the snow fox's fur in his arms and whispered to himself:

"It's time to buy Xiaoyi a small house. It will be easier to carry on the road."

then,

He just fell asleep leisurely like this.

I don't know how long it took,
  The stars and moon are not seen, but they are clear and innocent.

It is not warm when it shines on people, but it is extremely pure.

Lu Chenran was dazzled by a flash of water-like light and woke up from his sleep. The title page of the golden book floated slowly in his mind:

[Becoming acquainted with Yiye Hanmei: (3/5)]

[Becoming acquainted with Sword Water Dragon Yin: (11/365)] ˜˜˜˜˜ [Becoming acquainted with the Northern Snow Fox: (3021/3300)]

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His body was a little tired and his spirit was a little tired.

With the moonlight shining through the window paper, tilting his head, he could see the young prince sleeping soundly, without any snoring, and his expression could not be discerned.

Although she behaves like a man all the time, or in other words, tightly wears the mask inlaid with 'a gentleman like a jade', everyone she meets feels that they are a special existence in her eyes. Feel that gentle sincerity
  But Lu Chenran could still feel that the young prince who came out of Shangjing Mansion was already a little different from when he first met him.

Lu Chenran stood up gently, lifted her head from his shoulders, and a faint fragrance floated.
  The young prince has the protection of the city god, so that moth doesn't dare to mess around.

Now, he was going to deal with the moth.

He put the snow fox on his shoulders, put on his shoes, and walked out of the City God's Hall silently.

The moment he pushed open the door and walked away,
  The closed eyes of the statue of the City God behind him slowly opened, silently looking at the retreating figure of Mr. Foxqiu, as if he was sighing softly.

Taoist Mo chased Mr. Hu Qiu for a long distance.

The materials required for the altar were all prepared, and they were ready to start immediately. However, they never thought that the two people would actually arrive at the Chenghuang Temple!

He wouldn't even dare to attack the people in the City God's Temple even if he had the courage to do so.

If you provoke the mad woman from Chenghuang of Jiamu County, she will probably chop her body into eight pieces.

Taoist Mo took a deep breath, and a trace of hatred appeared in his eyes:
  "That butterfly in the east of the city, if he hadn't been meddling in other people's business, he would have warned me."

"Why would this 'Mr. Big' hide in the City God's Temple tonight?"

"I want to see how long you can hide!"

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Thinking of this, Taoist Mo sat under the pine tree, crossed his legs and fell into meditation, using only a ray of consciousness to feel the strange movements around him.

Soon.

"Squeak-"

In the quiet snowy night, the sound of the door bolt was heard.

From a distance, Taoist Mo took a closer look and saw Mr. Hu Qiu walking out of the gate of the City God's Temple. He was sitting cross-legged under the green pine in the courtyard. For some unknown reason, a fire was lit.

The blazing fire shines like a fluorescent light under the dark night!

"Okay, okay, God help me!"

"Xuehu, right? When the old master swallows this big gentleman, he will swallow you!"

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Taoist Mo took a deep breath, then sat cross-legged, straightened up and knelt on the prepared offering silk, took out the offering, bit the blood from his index finger and dripped it into it.

After bowing four times to Mr. Huqiu, he washed himself with snow, burned gas and burned incense to remove the hair and blood.

Burning incense is to welcome the gods to the yang, and using yin objects to treat the yin is to burn blood.

After death, the soul belongs to yin and returns to the earth, while the soul belongs to yang and is everywhere, so sacrifices communicate with yin and yang.

Then, one side's 'weighing' emerged from the void.

A three-foot-long fluttering moth is placed on the left, and a young master in fox fur sitting cross-legged is placed on the right.

——Burn the virtual soul.

It took as long as one stick of incense.

Suddenly, a gentle voice sounded from Taoist Mo's ears:

"Have you ever heard of a story?"

Taoist Mo couldn't move his body. He raised his head suddenly and saw Mr. Hu Qiu, who was on the balance, looking at him with a smile.

"what story?"

"Moths fly to the flame."

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(End of this chapter)