I am an immortal in heaven and earth

Chapter 1 Wilderness Fox Talk
The night was dark, the moon was full, and there was no wind.

The shade of the trees seems to hide something invisible and intangible.

Under an old tree, a nest of foxes came out of their holes one after another.

"What I want to teach you today is the magic of transforming into a human form."

The old fox is at the front, a bastard, and the back is not a good one, either a bald-tailed fox, a solitary fox, or a lame fox.

A nest of crooked melons and cracked dates.

But the fur is not shiny, but the eyes are bright, and they have a human-like expression, either looking left or right, or raising their heads and shrinking their necks.

"Old man, where are we going?" Lonely Fox asked curiously: "Is the magic that transforms human form a painted skin?"

He recently listened to the storyteller talk about the gods and ghosts, and he already yearned for the life on earth.

The mixed-haired old fox said: "I went to the mass graves to pick out some skulls that had been exposed to the sun and the moon, put them on my head, prayed to the bucket, and used the magic formula to transform them."

"Ah~ I'm afraid of ghosts." The lame fox was afraid to move forward.

"I'm afraid of nothing!" said the old fox with fur, "The lonely wild ghost will disperse after just blowing a breath."

The bald-tailed fox echoed: "Yes, yes!"

When a group of crooked melons and cracked jujubes arrived at the mass grave, they felt cold and goosebumps all over their skin. From time to time, they let out one or two shrill screams, which made the old furry fox in the lead feel frightened and felt like there was something ghostly going on. Staring at myself. He suddenly became angry, turned around and kicked the lame fox's bad leg.

After kicking him, he suddenly felt much more comfortable and continued: "There is also something special about choosing a skull. Generally, beginners choose the skull of an old man."

"The top of the skull is where spiritual thoughts gather. It is the most spiritual. Even after death, it gathers a lifetime of obsession. After we get it, we can use thoughts to transform its appearance in life."

"Among them, becoming old is the easiest, because people have great luck for a period of time. After the age of sixty, there is no great luck, only disabled luck. Only those whose children are filial can still rely on their children, or they have officials and have Wealth can also be squandered with luck.”

"But the old men and women thrown here either have no children or have no children. They are widowers, lonely and impoverished people. It doesn't matter if their bones are used to practice magic. There is no fear of karma. "

"If a person with status buys a Yin deed land certificate according to the rituals, he will be controlled by ghosts and gods. If we use the bones to make magic, they will sue the Yin gods, or ask for descendants in dreams, but it is not good."

"If there were people with status, they wouldn't be here." The lame fox looked around at the tombs. The better ones had earthen buns, while the worse ones were covered with straw mats.

"Don't interrupt!" The bald-tailed fox kicked his good leg: "Listen carefully, you are the only one who talks a lot."

But I saw the old furry fox, looking around in the mass grave, and found an old skeleton. It must have been dead for twenty or thirty years, and it was all yellow. The man stood up, blew into the orifice, blew away the mud and sand bugs inside, and then put it on his head.

When a lonely wild ghost saw that his head had been stolen, he became anxious and lay down behind the old fox, trying to blow out the three balls of Yang Fire on the old fox's body.

But it was just a whirlwind.

The old mixed-haired fox didn't care about the original owner's threats. With a sweep of his tail, he brushed it aside.

Holding the skull on his head and facing the Big Dipper in the sky, the man stood up, his hind paws gripped the ground, his front paws bowed, he bowed, and made a fox cry like a sinister laugh.

"Isn't it worshiping the moon? I read in the script that when a fox turns into a human, he is worshiping the moon." The lame fox talked a lot.

"Silly, worshiping the moon is to ask for moonlight, worshiping to fight is to cultivate one's life. We are foxes. If we want to become human, we have to turn the fox's life into human life." The bald-tailed fox kicked the lame fox's lame leg again.

The old bastard bowed his head for a while and danced an unknown dance, transforming into a short old lady.

The short old lady turned around, her face was green, her teeth were missing, she looked more or less like the same person, but her eyes and body smell were slightly different, and she could still see her hairy tail, but the next moment, Hidden under the skirt. "After all, this is just an illusion, so we have to be careful not to expose our tails. Furthermore, we have to have human smells on our bodies. We need to be worn by others in old clothes to cover up our arrogance."

"Do you understand what I just did?" Seeing them shaking their heads, the old fox asked.

"Understood!" The lonely fox was the most confident.

They already had a rough idea of ​​what this spell was before they came out. As long as they are over fifty years old, they can learn it.

One year of a fox's life is equivalent to two months of a human's life, which is sixty days. This is what monks call the small year.

Therefore, the eight-year-old fox is nearly fifty years old according to human years. It is possible for him to be intelligent and has reached the standard of becoming a spirit when he is old.

"Go ahead, choose a skull that looks right with you, and practice the magic of transforming into a human being!"

The foxes had already been ready to make a move and couldn't hold it any longer. After hearing this, they all went to look for skulls that suited them.

The lame fox picked several skeletons in a row, but none of them were satisfied.

If you are not satisfied, you will kick the ball and it will be kicked away.

The lonely ghosts were very angry, but there was nothing they could do. The most they could do was create a whirlwind.

Foxes have fur on their bodies and are not afraid of evil winds causing illness.

Although the lame fox was bullied, he had a high vision and was still dissatisfied with his choices. The main reason was that he did not want to become an old man or an old woman, but he wanted to become a beautiful boy or a charming young woman.

I heard from other foxes that if you turn into their appearance, you can find someone to sleep with, and sleeping with someone is a very happy thing.

Under the moonlight, the lame fox searched around, and finally saw a thin, half-covered coffin containing a young boy who looked good and had no external injuries.

At first glance, this young man looked good-looking, so the lame fox jumped on the coffin and checked the details to see if there was any major damage. If he was killed, he had a grudge and could not be used for practicing.

It's okay to simply do it, but it needs to be all done.

So he sighed: "This one is pretty good-looking and has the temperament of a fair-faced scholar. He is the best at seduce young ladies."

"Although it's not stale yet, as long as you set up a stove and cook it for two hours, the skin and flesh will be peeled off."

But at this moment, the young man transformed into a corpse and suddenly sat up from the thin coffin. He turned his head strangely and looked at the lame fox: "Don't boil my head!"

The lame fox shrank in fright and shouted: "Ghost!"

The timid foxes were so frightened that they fled instantly.

An old furry fox turned into an old lady with missing teeth, her legs and feet were as nimble as a 100-meter flying man. She came here like a ghost and muttered: "What's so strange about ghosts? Just blow your breath and it will disperse."

However, the young man managed to hold his body up and straighten his loose head: "How are you, the fox fairies?"

The old furry fox's hair was horrified. When he was frightened beyond belief, his skull fell to the ground. A furry fox jumped out from his jaw and disappeared in a flash.

But he is also timid.

　Opening a new book, Didi
　　
　
(End of this chapter)