Immortality: Starting from meeting the fox girl

Chapter 39 Xiao An
  After about two sticks of incense, the drunkard and Wang Er came to Lu Chenran. It seemed that the conversation was over.

The drunkard knelt down in front of him with a 'pop' and kowtowed:
  "Xie Chenghuang and the immortal become a complete villain."

Wang Er bowed ninety degrees to Lu Chenran and said in a serious voice:

"Wang Er will never forget the kindness of the Immortal."

"Wang Er wishes to enshrine the immortal throne of the City God and his husband forever for the rest of his life."

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Lu Chenran smiled and shook his head, waved his hands and said:

"Lu didn't do anything, and he had no intention of letting you worship in a shrine."

"But you and your son should really thank An Cheng Huang. Mr. Lu only mentioned it in passing."

Wang Er turned around and bowed deeply to An Chenghuang again, bowing to show his determination.

"The City God has shown great kindness, and I will never forget it. After today, I will pray for three pillars of incense for the City God's temple every day, rain or shine."

An Daoyun raised his eyes and glanced at him lightly. Seeing that he was still clasped, he stretched out his hand, patted Wang Er in the air, and said quietly:
  "Wang Er, it's time for you to wake up."

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The moon is like a konghou, shining with cold light.

Wang Er, who was still sleeping soundly, suddenly opened his eyes and woke up from his dream.

He was sweating and panting, half paralyzed on the ground to calm down. The cold sweat had already wet the cotton-padded jacket under him.

The urinal next to him and the untied pants told him that everything just now was a dream.

However, everything in the dream was so clear, and he really saw his alcoholic son.

"Old man, what's wrong with you?"

There was a soft rustling sound in the back room, and not long after, an old woman with gray hair staggered over, and then she quickly helped Wang Er who was lying on the ground.

This touch shocked me, and I was covered in sweat, as if I had a nightmare.

She quickly patted Wang Er's back to comfort him and wiped the cold sweat on his face with her sleeves.
  Feeling the breath of his mother-in-law, Wang Er let out a long sigh of relief and looked at his mother-in-law pantingly, but his cheeks were filled with a bit of excitement:

"Mother, I was just greeted by an immortal chief and the City God. Guess what? I met our mistress!!"

The old woman frowned tightly, and the back of her hand reached towards Wang Er's forehead:
  "What nonsense are you talking about at night? The mistress has been gone for more than ten years."

Wang Er struggled to get up, patted his chest to catch his breath, looked excited, and said:

"Old lady, listen to me."

"Yesterday afternoon, didn't I go to pour wine for the mistress? I met a young man wearing fox fur."

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Listening to Wang Er's description of the scene at that time, the old woman's eyes were filled with disbelief.

After all, the close contact with the City God and the Immortal Chief would bring about stamina that ordinary people could not imagine.

It's not as vague as the storytellers in the teahouse say. In addition to being excited, it's also a little scary.

Wang Er's description was really vivid, and because he was so excited, the old man's face turned red as he described everything vividly.

His voice was trembling with excitement, but at the end, it gradually turned into choking:

"Where I am, I will be reincarnated in seventeen years, my son."

The old couple hugged each other and cried bitterly.

After about half an hour, the old woman supported Wang Er, and the two came to Wang Xiaosan's mourning hall. After burning a few sticks of incense, they supported each other and returned to the kang.

For so many years, the old couple only had one son, Wang Xiaosan.

The two of them covered themselves with quilts, lit oil lamps, looked at the papered windows, and chatted at night:

"Old man, you have to go to the Chenghuang Temple tomorrow to burn incense sticks."

"And that Mr. Hu Qiu, when you see someone, you have to thank them properly. You still have to make a sign enshrining the immortal. Immortals are also human beings, so they have to refuse to be polite. You can't be stupid."

"I know, mother-in-law."

"Sleep, sleep."

The sky is bright.

The young prince snuggled up to Lu Chenran and slept soundly.

The gusts of wind blowing through the hall made the sandalwood on the altar seem to be dancing.

Suddenly her ears moved slightly, and she seemed to hear the sound of conversation in her ears, but the voice was not a noisy adult voice, but more like a young child.

Half-closing her eyes, she seemed to see a girl squatting next to Lu Chenran in a daze. The sunshine is very bright, giving this jade-like girl a light glow.

Her face is like jade on the wall, with a slight smile on her lips, she looks like a beautiful woman in a still painting, especially her big eyes, which seem to be rippling in the deep waters of a lake.
  The girl squatted and stretched out her finger to poke the snow fox curled up in Lu Chenran's arms.

Snow Fox frowned slightly, glanced at the statue of the City God wearing silver armor, then yawned and shook his body.

"What's your name?"

The girl asked the fox bluntly.

Xuehu turned away impatiently.

The girl changed direction, squatted in front of the fox again, and poked her fox tail:
  "Why don't you speak? Can't you?"

Xuehu stared at the girl with some doubts, then glanced at the city god on the altar, thoughtfully, and then suddenly realized.

In essence, this girl is not the city god. Although it is just a distraction from her, she is also independent.

Thinking like this, the fox's eyes showed a bit of tenderness:

"Hey—"

The girl laughed and rubbed Xuehu's head:
  "It turns out you can't speak."

At this moment, a gentle voice sounded from beside the girl:

"It's called Xiao Yi. Whose child are you? How did you get here? What's your name?"

The young prince straightened his clothes, rubbed the corners of his sleepy eyes, leaned down, looked at the girl and asked softly.

"I am your husband's boy, I don't have a name."

"Which sir?"

The girl stretched out her little hand and patted Lu Chenran's cheek gently:
  "It belongs to sir."

"what?"

Li Zijun looked at Lu Chenran with a strange expression. He hadn't seen her all night. Where did he find this girl?

Just looking at the mark on the girl's clothes, she subconsciously raised her head and looked at the City God here, as if she saw a gleam of light in the City God's eyes.

"Brother Lu?"

Lu Chenran stretched, yawned, and slowly woke up from his sleep, with a smile in his eyes, as if he was still immersed in the artistic conception and had not yet returned.

In my mind, the title page of a golden book floats slowly:

[Becoming acquainted with Yiye Hanmei: (4/5)]

[Befriending the Moth in the North of Fox Mountain: (1/50)]

[Befriending Sword Water Dragon Yin: (12/365)]

[Befriending the Northern Snow Fox: (3022/3300)]

【.】

Then he slowly stood up and looked at everything in front of him tenderly, looking at the girl.

Then he bowed to the statue of the City God and said softly:
  "An Chenghuang, I'm going to Beijing this time, so I'll say goodbye here."

"Lu will take good care of her."

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Then he picked up the moth's body, and the snow fox squatted on his shoulders, holding the girl's hand with one hand, looking at the bright sunshine outside the door.

The young prince followed behind him.

In the hall, sandalwood floats quietly.

Lu Chenran touched the girl's head and said softly:

"Let me call you Xiao An."

"Xiao An?"

"Yes."

"Is it the same name as Xiaoyi?"

"of course."

"it is good!"

On this trip to Beijing, there was one more person.

(End of this chapter)