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Thirteen: The Fairy Fox Reminisces

…I’m so stupid, really.

… My mother should have carried Frost Moon home earlier.

Bai Wei looked at the scene where the red mist was rising, and he wanted to say MMP in his heart.

Yingzhou’s level is not very good.

We all know that there will be a terrorist attack, but have you never considered that the other party will directly fire the hole?

After being beaten for so many years, is there such a sense of precaution?

It’s no wonder that he has been beaten and beaten by the followers of evil gods all year round. It’s embarrassing, always embarrassing.

Why did you, a husky, appear in the East Asian monster room?

You can’t just learn from the Ming Dynasty and directly fight in shifts. The artillery fire on the border has been roaring non-stop for ten years, and the group armies are pulled over one by one, which is regarded as military training.

Every time a cultist missionary was caught, he was dragged directly to the border of the Great Cold and shot.

After the shooting was over, they played ‘today is a good day’ and ‘congratulations, congratulations’ on the horn to mock them back and forth.

Take the bamboo shoots.

Now the folks are addicted to staring at the 500,000 reports of cult members.

Immortals on the mountain and some local gods would go out to play wild from time to time, and take a few cultist missionaries to the official department as souvenirs, receive an award flag and go home, and brush up their reputation points along the way.

Let’s see, what is participation by the whole people?

Bai Wei’s mental activities are very rich, and he is looked down upon in various ways, but his body still keeps a distance honestly.

Although I don’t know what the nature of this thing is, but it looks very dangerous at first glance, and it might die if you rub it against it.

Right now, the red mist has formed an area of ​​fog of war, and it is inconvenient for him to rush in to save people.

Even if you can roughly grasp the location of the Jingu Temple, you don’t dare to rush in.

Who made me a noob now… My empire is dead.

Don’t mention yesterday’s bravery.

Bai Wei couldn’t think of a good way. He slashed into it with his sword energy, but it was like a knife cutting into the water. Even if there was a temporary gap, it would be closed soon.

Withdrawing the knife cuts off the water and makes it flow again.

He even thought about whether to use a rope to tie it into a circle, and throw the noose like a western cowboy… But there is no rope or noose here.

“I can only try to let her come out by herself.”

Looking at the indigo exclamation mark looming in the red mist.

Every second Jinguji stays, the danger increases, and her health bar can’t last more than a few minutes.

The blood mist is eroding the soul, and it is necessary to race against time.

Bai Wei closed his eyes, focused his consciousness on the exclamation mark, and thought of holding the exclamation mark with one hand, pinching it hard, and triggering it.

[A dream in the past, the fairy fox recalls]

At the moment when the exclamation point was triggered, Bai Wei’s sea of ​​consciousness buzzed. He opened his eyes and felt as if he was walking barefoot on the sand.

On the left is the tide, above is the starlight, on the right is the endless coastline, the footprints left along the way are spreading, covered and filled in by the tide.

However, something is still remembered.

A brilliant starlight appeared in his eyes, like a shooting star passing through the polar day.

…

[No. 37, wake up]

…

It is very easy to recover self-awareness from the dream world.

Bai Wei has experienced too many lives, even if the memory is sealed, the past events can hardly restrain his self-will.

I am me.

I am the only one.

I know I’m in a deep sleep, but…

Why am I still awake?

Bai Wei looked at the strange environment around him, and he confirmed that he was still in his memory. Here, even the flow of time is chaotic, like a movie with a fixed process arranged around him, everything is in order, but every inch of it All real and delicate.

This memory is neither inconsistent nor depressing at all, because it belongs to Bai Wei himself. Walking in this place, memory and consciousness are connected like branches and leaves, forming a symbiosis.

Bai Wei settled down, and time began to flow.

He was sitting by the fire, and in front of him was a group of people dressed as knight-errants. It was a banquet at this time, and there were a lot of wine.

Bai Wei sat alone by the fire, just looking at the logo on the convoy, he remembered the origin of this group of people, and also remembered his own origin.

Hunters, Great Wilderness, Demon Species, Demon Hunting Squad, Archaeological Team…

Sitting down alone, by the bonfire, he patted Bai Wei on the shoulder: “The harvest this time is quite good, and we will soon reach the end point. We will all go our separate ways tomorrow. I think you are quite capable, so you really don’t plan to follow us to hunt.” A piece of magic group? This is more profitable than the archaeological team.”

This man was carrying a ridiculously large sword. He was the leader of the Demon Hunt Squad and one of the many hunters who ran rampant in the Great Wilderness.

Bai Wei was noncommittal, but just shook his head: “Work is work, I have to go back.”

“Hey, why are you so stubborn? It’s not easy to walk back alone, just for supplies…” Another hunter came over to persuade him after drinking too much.

Bai Wei was expressionless.

The head of the hunter was a little regretful: “Okay, you have decided, and I won’t force it. You can come back to me when you have figured it out. You have gained so much this time, so you can get more.”

Hearing this, Bai Wei reacted a bit. He said, “I don’t need the others, just give me that.”

“Which one?” The head of the hunter followed Bai Wei’s line of sight and raised his eyebrows: “What do you want that for? It’s a burden.”

“I don’t need other remuneration.”

“…Okay.” The hunter head walked towards the convoy, and after a while, he returned to the side with a cage and put the cage on the sand: “It’s yours, but you have to be careful, this thing is dangerous.” Can’t raiseIf it is cooked, it can be used as an ornamental at most, and it is not worth a lot of money. ”

After the crowd gradually dispersed, the bonfire celebration ended.

Bai Wei sat under a windshield rock, lifted the dustproof cloth of the cage, and a small animal with cherry blossom-colored fur shrank back from the cage.

He took a closer look inside the cage, and immediately smiled: “Sure enough, I’m not mistaken…it’s a fairy fox, or a young guy. If they notice this, you will inevitably be skinned and boned. After all, you are almost An extinct species.”

The skinny little fairy fox, like a ferret, barked weakly twice.

Bai Wei thought for a while, then took out a green plant from his pocket, picked off the leaves, and put it beside the cage.

It immediately took a bite and refused to let go, presumably it was already starving.

Fairy foxes like to eat spirit plants and drink nectar… what is said in the records is correct.

Bai Wei said to it, “If you eat my food, you will have to listen to me in the future.”

The fairy fox grinned.

“You may not understand human language now, but you are very smart and you will learn it soon. I will teach you these.” Bai Wei said slowly: “Let me introduce myself first, my surname is Bai, you can Call me Mr. Bai, I am an expert in the protection of rare animals.”

At first, it couldn’t speak and didn’t trust him very much, so it could only be put in the cage and carried manually.

Then, it gradually improved, learned to distinguish human speech, learned the meaning of the simplest words, and began to master reading and writing.

Bai Wei released the fairy fox from the cage, and lived together for about fifty days, one person and one fox, and established an initial sense of trust.

Fairy Fox’s wit is about the same as that of a ten-year-old child. He is clever and cunning, and he is also a bit tricky.

When Bai Wei was ready to leave, he hid in the corner and refused to leave.

But no matter how much the child refuses, this place is not suitable for long-term residence, and he has to move.

Then it was a long journey.

…

“You ask me why I prepare these? Of course it is to prepare for going back.”

“It took two and a half years to reach this place in the wilderness alone, and it will only take longer to go back alone.”

…

“You are wondering why you have to go back?”

“What a stupid fox.”

…

“Traveling alone is lonely, and I feel the same way. How lonely it would be if no one was with me.”

“If, I mean if, if I fall down on the way back, you must…”

“Don’t bite, can’t I stop talking? It hurts, hurts!”

“Sir, bad!”

“…You can speak?”