Fox Demon Cultivation Manual

The morning dawn of Qinchuan was very lively, and the clamor was heard from the street before the sun was completely hung. The tide was pushed layer by layer and passed into Song Ci's ears.

He turned his eyes slightly, completely awake from his sleep, still blinking with some heavy eyelids, and suddenly saw the quiet sleeping face of the people around him.

A spirit sent from the foot to the root of the hair, and Song Ci awoke instantly. When he saw that Rong Bai was sleeping beside him, he flew up from the bed and found that he occupied most of the bed and squeezed Rong Bai to the bed. .

However, Song Ci couldn't remember how he got to bed. The memory only stayed in the picture of the old man picking up the mirror in the tavern, and the rest was completely vague.

Could it be because you are too drunk?

He leaned against the wall, neither walking nor staying. It was very difficult for a while, and his eyes fell on Rongbai's sleeping face unconsciously.

At this time, his face was quiet, and his face that was slightly cold in weekdays was a little soft, and his eyebrows stretched, making people couldn't help staring.

I do n’t know if Song Ci ’s eyes are too hot, white lashes are trembling, his eyes are slowly opened, and the dark eyes are full of laziness. After seeing Song Ji ’s expression, he was slow. Slow recovery Qingming.

"Uncle Rong, are you awake? Sleep well?" Song Ci saw that Rong Bai was awake, and he couldn't pretend to be stupid, so he talked to him arrogantly.

Rong Bai bent his lips, broke his calm expression and showed a smile. He sat up and yawned slowly, stretched and lazy, and moved very casually.

But as he did these things, Song Ci almost ran out of sweat, and laughed endlessly, "It seems to be sleeping well."

"You warmed the quilt for me, of course, you slept soundly." Rong Bai answered slowly, his voice was full of laziness just waking up, "but this bed is smaller."

Song Ci did not feel ambiguous, thinking that Rong Bai's hands are always a bit cold, maybe he really likes the warmth in the quilt, except that the bed was a little smaller, which made him a little embarrassed and scratched. Scratching his head, "What about a bigger bed next time?"

Rong Bai glanced at him. "My bed is very large."

"Then I'll go to bed another day." Song Ci thought that Rong Bai was showing off his bed, and took it casually out of politeness. After speaking, he felt something was wrong, he closed his mouth, and climbed down from the bed. Find your own shoes and socks.

Rong Bai watched him slowly groping, putting on his clothes one by one, and sitting next to him to tie his hair and tie the long black hair into a pony tail, then turned to ask Rong Bai, "Master Rong, Do you know where the old mirror man went? "

Then he pointed to the table, "Why did his mirror fall here?"

When Rong Bai heard him, he was lifted off the bed, took the robe over the side and put it on, walked to the table, reached out and tapped on the mirror gently, and saw Bai Man overflowing, rolling out a human figure, Bai Man After dissipating, the old man Jing appeared, and fell asleep on the table.

Song Ci reached out and pushed him, "Wake up quickly."

The old man in the mirror fell asleep, woke up when he shouted, sat up, rubbed his face, and looked out the window. "Yo, it's morning?"

"You can't drink so much wine. I got drunk when I was drunk at last. You said you ..." Song resigned and opened his mouth to count him.

The old man with a narrowed neck replied, "I am very old, and my alcohol consumption is normal. I used to drink it!"

Song Ci said, "I'm too lazy to care about you, just give me the money I paid for the wine yesterday."

The old man in the mirror knew that he had a little problem that he was afraid of, so he took out the silver from his arms and handed it to Song Ci in a calm mind, "Just let me pay you, I will go to Feng's house to see, just I'm leaving."

He said he would leave when he stood up, but Song Ci grabbed him. "Wait, we'll go with you."

The old man with a stunned look suddenly became strange, but Song Ci didn't pay attention to it, instead turned to ask Rong Bai, "Last night we said yes, right?"

Rong Bai smiled and nodded, quite mildly.

Song Ci also laughed, and then he set out and went out. "That way, I'll get some water to wash my face."

After he went out, the room fell into silence. At this moment, Rong Bai suddenly turned his eyes to look at the old man in the mirror, saying something inexplicable, "please ask God to send God easily."

The old man's face became very ugly all of a sudden. He opened his mouth and seemed to want to say something, but his words were blocked in his throat, repeated several times, and finally he didn't say anything.

Song Ci drank water, rinsed his mouth and washed his face, and simply cleaned up before he greeted him to eat something. The old mirror man was uncomfortable, and he found a reason to shirk away, and Rong Bai and Song Ci slowly swallowed Swallowed for breakfast before advancing towards Feng Mansion.

Feng Fu is located in a good location in Qinchuan City.

There is a long river next to Huadeng Street. Feng Fu is right next to the river. Standing at the wall, you can see the beautiful scenery of the half of Huadeng Street and the Bihe River.

I heard from people in the city that Feng Mansion has always been a wealthy home. When Qinchuan was not so prosperous as early as decades ago, Feng Mansion was already a member of the Wan Guan family. Big money bought an official, who knew that his son was also struggling, from the young official all the way up, finally relying on the relationship to send Feng Changyue's eldest daughter into the palace.

Now becoming the emperor and the favored concubine, Feng's status has become more honorable.

Besides, this Feng Changyue was called Feng Zhuojun in his early years. He had heard this name in Qinchuan City. At that time, the girls were looking forward to marrying him. They were not only handsome, but also romantic, and they liked to hold a handle on weekdays. Folding a fan walking down the street, always seeing which beautiful girl asked a question with a smile.

But no one thinks that he is inferior, he is romantic, but he knows what is proportionate, and never sends out ambiguous rumors with other girls, that is to go to the Qinglou theater to be diligent.

However, such a good person, one day out of the city and was suddenly arrested by a thief. Feng's family found a few geniuses to rescue him. He was seriously injured and was dying. He recovered in the government for more than half a year, but he recovered his temper after that. All changed, and his name changed.

The merry son has since become a tyrant that everyone hates.

After listening to Song Ci, he couldn't help but sigh. Although he didn't know what happened to Feng Changyue that year, he actually changed his name after returning, which means that at that time, he had experienced a major change unthinkable by others.

Like him, he wouldn't abandon his original surname and first name if he wasn't demonized.

Walking all the way to Feng Mansion, people ’s evaluation of Feng Changyue is really unpleasant. The more Song Ci listens to, the more uncomfortable he is, and he thinks about the reasons for entering the government thousands of times, but he did not expect that Feng Mansion was not stopped, but was instead Respectfully invited to Fuzhong.

Feng Changyue greeted all the way from the main hall. After seeing the two, he was so busy with a smile on his face, "I heard that the two are long friends of Jing Dao?"

Song Ci glanced at Feng Changyue and saw that although he was old, he could still see his handsome appearance when he was young and his height was high. Even though his face was all traces left by years, he still felt handsome.

He nodded and said, following the old man's words, "Jing Daoyou said that Feng's house was in trouble, let's take a look."

"That's really good. I invited a lot of grass-covered Taoist priests. They were useless. The three were here to save my life!" Feng Changyue was so happy that he frowned when he said, "My little daughter doesn't know What's wrong, for her, I lost my hair a lot ... "

Song Ci subconsciously glanced at his hair, then looked at Rong Bai, and seemed to ask with his eyes.

Rong Bai said, "Take us to see first."

Feng Changyue busy gestured to the two, took them through the main courtyard, through the hall and veranda, and came to Feng Changyue's little daughter's other courtyard.

His youngest daughter, named Feng Yingqiu, is the only person in Feng's house who is not disgusted by the Qinchuan people. Feng Yingqiu is lively and kind, and when he was 28 years old, everyone smiled innocently.

Song Ci and Rong Bai were taken over. Standing at the door of the other courtyard, he could see the house with closed doors and windows. The door guarded the family and the maidservant. Feng Changyue took a long sigh and said, "No one is allowed in, and few things Eat, how can the body bear this way? "

The words were filled with the concerns of the loving father. Song Ci looked in his eyes, thinking that although outsiders said that Feng Changyue was abominable, it was true that he cared about his daughter.

Rong Bai looked for a while, then suddenly stepped to the window, reached out and tapped lightly. Lazy listen to books www.lanren9.com

Seeing this, Song Ci kept up and watched him quietly.

But there was no response in the room. Rong Bai also just tapped and stopped. Song Ci felt puzzled. Before he asked, he saw the old man in the mirror hurried over and saw that Song Ci was standing by the window with strange faces. Come over and say, "Little Song, Master Rong, what are you doing?"

Song Ci glanced at Rongbai, knowing that he would not answer, and said, "Let's see how the girl Feng is doing?"

The old man Jing seemed a little anxious, but still pressed his emotions and asked, "How do you see?"

Song Cigang wanted to say I did n’t know, but when he saw Feng Changyue still staring, he immediately turned his face and said inexplicably, "The situation of Girl Feng is extremely complicated. We need to observe more time to find out that she has become The reason for this. "

Rong Bai looked at Song Ci and laughed, "Xiao Song Daochang is right."

When Song Ci heard this title, his ears turned red. In order to cover up, he turned to Feng Changyue and said, "Feng, master, tell us when did Feng girl start to become like this?"

"In this way, I called Qiuer's next girl. She followed Qiuer all day and knew the most. What do the Taoist leaders want to know? Just ask her." Feng Changyue said.

Song Ci responded a bit. He wanted to follow Feng Changyue's step to the main hall, but as soon as he started, he was grabbed by the old man's sleeve. He stopped and looked back in doubt.

Rong Bai also noticed his small movements. He turned around and looked at it. The old man in the mirror was a little bit stubborn and immediately lost his hand. Fortunately, Song Ci was a smarter guy. Uncle Rong, you go first, let me say a few words to the old man in the mirror. "

Rong Bai's expression changed almost instantly, his eyes were gentle, and he turned away.

The old man in the mirror grabbed him, and hurriedly pulled him to the corner without anyone. "Little Song, Xiao Song, this time you want to help me!"

"What's wrong with you?" Song Ci was confused.

"I invited the Buddha, and now I can't send it away, it will be pressed on me." The old man in mirror cried.

"Who is it?" He asked.

"This is not important. You do me a favor first." The old man in the mirror was very anxious, and he found the small bronze mirror in his arms and shoved it into Song Ci's hand. "You hold this."

Song Ci looked at the small bronze mirror in his hand and resisted when he reacted. Last time, he held this small mirror with the promise of returning to Moyao to save the mirror old man, and was tortured by his conscience for a long time.

Before waiting for Song Ci's refusal, the old man in the mirror twisted his right hand, picking up a dim light on his fingertips, and he couldn't help but talk about the mirror, and the time was shining brightly, which drowned Song Ci's body instantly.

Song Ci heard the old man in the mirror before the vision disappeared, "Remember everything you see!"

Immediately after being engulfed by darkness, a glimmer of light penetrated through a gap, Song Ci reached out and touched it, and then the light turned on, gradually wiping out the darkness of the whole body, and he saw a huge copper in front of him. Mirror, the mirror is round, surrounded by various colored glazed stones, shiny.

Under the bronze mirror are two stone platforms erected by dark vermilion-colored cubic stones. The mirror stands on it are extremely noble.

Strangely, Song Ci didn't see anything in the mirror. It stands to reason that the mirror should be able to reflect the scene, but the mirror in front of him is indeed orange and yellow, and it is foggy.

Song Ci looked around for two laps, with a confused face. What kind of fame is this old man doing?

He waited for a while, and the mirror suddenly swirled, and then the scene suddenly appeared in the mirror, as if in a room, surrounded by delicate and luxurious clothes, rouge powder on the table, as the scene in the mirror Little by little, Song Ci saw people.

Rather, he saw himself.

This surprised Song Ci a little. He saw that he was wearing a blue-red staggered costume in the mirror, dark black hair was covered, a thin eyebrow was painted on his face, and Zhu Lips were nodded. Touching colors.

Such "Song Ci" is quite beautiful. At first glance, it looks like a charming girl, but on a closer look, there is still a fascination as a male boy.

"Song Ci" in the mirror looked up slightly, who seemed to be looking at him. When the picture continued to appear, Song Ci knew who he was looking at.

Standing in front of "Song Ci", Rong Bai, wearing an apricot robe, wearing a white jade crown, with a slight smile in his eyes, transformed into a handsome boy who was deeply intoxicating at a glance.

The two were very close. This distance made Song Ci breathless.

After the picture in the mirror completely appeared, Song Ci saw that his ears in the mirror were as red as blood dripping, leaning his head on his toes, and kissing Rong Rong's lips accurately.

Song Ci screamed in fright, reached out and patted the mirror subconsciously, "Are you crazy? Get up and drive!"

He can almost imagine the appearance of Dao Rongbai's thunder, how to find the demon gate, to kill the demon king, and all his efforts will be wiped out by this absurd move.

I do n’t know if Song Ci was scared or because of other things. His heart was beating so hard that he struck his chest as if he were about to hit him. His eyes stared at the two people who kissed him in the mirror and could n’t move. .

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I did not expect that I fulfilled the promises of the previous chapter.

Today in the comments I saw a little cute who carried Uncle Song out and smiled at me.

Uncle Rong is very fond of little foxes, but it is still not so obvious. Let's wait for a kiss.

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