Journey to the West: I Am Entertaining in the Great Tang

I looked at him deeply: "Don't worry, I won't come to ask you what status you want. I always know that you don't belong to me. I came to tell you a story. I will leave after I say it.

I am a thousand-year-old white fox. I was saved by you a thousand years ago. At that time, you were also a scholar. I fell into a trap. You saved me and let me go, otherwise I would have become an ornament.

At that time, I fell in love with you, and in order to love you, I practiced for thousands of years.

Fall in love with you, I have no regrets, I learn piano and dance for you.

Now I have to go. Before I leave, let me dance for you one last time. Don't talk. I'm afraid I won't have the energy to leave. "

I exhausted my last trace of strength and danced my body with the moonlight. I tried to make my body softer, dance lighter, and look charming.

But I was shaking, my whole body was stiff, I felt that I was suffocating, almost finished.

I finished the last move and turned my back to him. I don't want to see any expression on his face.

I remembered that talisman, if I was sane enough, I should post it, but I don’t want it, I don’t want him to lose my memory, I want him to remember me.

Forever, until he gets old, I can't own his people, I want him to have my memory, I decided.

I looked at my body a little bit transparent, I knew that I was going to disappear, I told him with my last strength, I am a white fox who has practiced for thousands of years, and I am here for him...

After telling the story, Chunlan's eyes were dim, as if thinking of something lost in thought.

The audience in the live broadcast room was silent. At this moment, everyone did not release the barrage or speak in a tacit understanding, but just looked at Chunlan.

She was a little strange today, and her behavior was different from usual.

Chunlan is usually extroverted and talkative. In the live broadcast room, besides performing shows, he only talks and carries goods. It can't be wasted every second.

Why are you just staying in a daze today as if you have infinite thoughts, but they are not willing to tell them?

This is not right!

Just sitting there in a daze, not speaking or performing talents, let alone bringing goods, so that everyone can watch the live broadcast?

When everyone was weird, a reprimand suddenly sounded in the live broadcast room: "So courageous, it turned out to look like me and replace me in live broadcast!"

Foggy grass!

Chunlan, who was in a daze, suddenly raised her eyes when she heard the back shaking and looked towards the door of the live broadcast room.

A person exactly like himself, standing at the door, was staring at himself angrily.

"···Hello there!"

Have melons to eat!

Still a big melon!

The gossiping idlers in the live broadcast room suddenly became energetic, who dare to become Chunlan's appearance.

"You dare to say hello to me!"

Chunlan was so angry that she almost lost her anger, this **** woman, she stopped talking, and even dared to strip her clothes!

Then she swaggered to the live broadcast room to start the live broadcast for herself!

This is pretty good!

Seeing that I didn't run away quickly, I didn't even say hello like anything else!

What a shame!

"You came to my live broadcast room, what is your intention?"

Chunlan growled low, and walked in front of her a few steps.

Two beautiful faces that were exactly the same came together, causing a tumult from the audience.

What is this playing?

Change face?

Still the same face?

Chunlan grabbed the replacement person and was about to fight, but that person's face changed in an instant.

A face that was more delicate and charming than Chunlan appeared in front of everyone.

It is Qingqiu's white fox!

The fox woman who heard the song of the white fox and couldn't stay any longer.

Seeing the live version of the big change, the audience in the live broadcast room felt an eye-opener.

"Misty Grass, do all the young ladies now play like this?"

"That's right, how come it's obviously a live show turned into a ghost?"

"Mr. Qin Hao, would you like to write a supernatural novel? Yes!"

"···"

Amidst everyone's discussion, the girl from Qingqiu had already stood up and walked out.

Chunlan looked at it, reluctant to give up, she chased after her.

"You can't go!"

The woman said softly: "If you can't catch up, I'll come, just want to tell my story. Now that I'm done, I should go back."

After speaking, she turned into a burst of green smoke and disappeared.

Chunlan was stunned!

People have heard what they said, and it turns out that this is the protagonist of the story just now, the fox!

Her melancholy eyes and delicate features are deeply engraved in people's hearts, which is even more regrettable.

After this episode, the story of the fox clan became even more praised by people.

So, on the forum, someone specially opened a post to tell the story about the fox tribe.

Many years ago, one morning in Zhaoyang, the scholar sat on a tree stump to study the Four Books and Five Classics.

The scholar is as poor as he can't eat three meals a day, and the only valuable thing in the family is the two heavy books.

The scholar sits in this forest every day, looking for a place to sit, and reading until it gets dark, the days go by in the sage books.

On this evening, the scholar was reading, and when he read the setting sun, he shouted:

The book has its own golden house, and the book has its own Yan Ruyu!

Suddenly "squeak" and the sound came with the wind, the scholar raised his head, and saw a white shadow rushing towards his face. It was a crystal clear and white little fox.

It was spotlessly white, its eyes moved sloshingly, and there were groans in its mouth.

Strangely enough, when the little fox ran in front of the scholar, he stopped and was out of breath.

The scholar grabbed the little fox, and saw the little fox's snow-white hind legs with an arrow obliquely inserted. The blood fell down the arrow and was stained red.

The little fox wailed a few times and turned his eyes to the scholar, filled with pity and begging.

The scholar sighed: "Little fox, little fox, who is hurting you so deeply..."

Before the voice fell, the sound of hoofs in the distance came like thunder.

The little fox's white body was trembling constantly, as if trying to escape from the scholar's hands. The scholar hurriedly held the little fox tightly, pulled out the arrow with a gritted teeth, tore off a piece of rotten robe, and covered the little fox's wound, lightly. Putting it gently into the wide sleeves, it is strange to say that the little fox actually resisted the pain and lay motionless in the arms of the scholar.

The scholar had just picked up the book, only to hear the sound of horses hoofs, dozens of tall horses flew up, and the head was a big bearded man, full of luxury and exclaimed:

"Student Wu, have you ever seen an injured fox escape?"

The scholar raised his head: "What Xiongtai said, but a snow-white fox?"

A group of green shadows flashed beside the bearded guest, and he yelled, "Exactly, it was the fox I shot. What about the little beast?"

The scholar only smelled the fragrant breeze, and there was a smiley face facing him. Suddenly, the scholar panicked and confused. It took him a long time to come back to his senses. He stammered behind him and said, "I just ran over here."