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Chapter 5 Fox Fairy The hundred-year-old grandma stared at Yinxin, and asked her with a smile if she had urinated under the willow tree at noon on the day she came back. Yinxin blushed all of a sudden. The hundred-year-old grandmother looked at the people in the house. “The Xizi and Xizi’s Mom stay, and the rest go back to sleep. It's best not to know what you shouldn't know.” Although the other people in the room were still reluctant to part, especially the last sentence of the hundred-year-old grandmother, it made everyone feel that they couldn't stop. Go, go, go, it's all a matter of urination, there's nothing good about it, and it's not good for you if you know it. Perhaps the last sentence played a role, and everyone left reluctantly. At this moment, only Xizi, Xizi's mother, Yinxin and 100-year-old grandma were left in the house. At this time, the hundred-year-old grandmother slowly told the story of the fox. Girl, you must be urinating under the willow tree at noon to attract the fox. People only urinate under the willow tree at noon and under the poplar tree at midnight to attract the fox. Child, you probably don’t know that there are many foxes cultivating in this field. They are all elves of this earth. These foxes have been practicing for different ages. For thousands of years, the fox has collected the essence of the sun and the moon on this land, received the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, cultivated itself, and longed for one day to take off the skin of this fox and transform into a human form. A very long and arduous process of spiritual practice, during which they are constantly on guard against human threats to them, and at the same time, they also need to constantly overcome their own inertia and external temptations, which can sometimes be fatal, it will destroy a thousand years of cultivation. Five hundred years of practice fox will transform into human form, but it is only a few hours of human form, eight hundred years of practice can get a human form overnight, but it takes at least a thousand years to completely take off the fox's skin. After a thousand years of hard practice, fox can transform into a human body and become an immortal. What a long way to go! When the fox collects the essence of the sun and the moon, it will concentrate on two hours of the day, one is the pole of the Yang, and it is the three quarters of Wushi, about twelve noon, under the willow tree; the other was the extreme Yin, at three quarters of the Zishi, it was about twelve midnight, under the poplar tree. One is noon on the summer solstice, which is the longest day of the year, and the other is midnight on the winter solstice, which is the longest night of the year. Child, the day you came back from your mother's house was the summer solstice. The summer solstice was the longest day in the year. The noon on the summer solstice was also the Yang in the Yang. The foxes would not let that day go. At noon, countless foxes will come under the willow tree to absorb the pure Yang energy of the sun that day on their backs. The harvesting at that moment is what the foxes have been looking forward to for a year, and it cannot be disturbed or influenced. Girl, at that moment, there will be foxes under all willow trees. You can see some foxes with shallow morality, and you cannot see some foxes with high morality. But no matter what, there are foxes under the willow trees at that moment. Child, you shouldn't have gone there to have a puppy on that day. You don't know that women are inherently Yin, and the filth you remove is the Yin in the Yin. If you bumped into a fox that day and interfered with her practice, then Child, you have to spend your whole life accompanying the fox and helping the fox to practice together. A hundred years of cultivation can cross the same boat, this is also fate! The hundred-year-old grandma's constant chattering that night made Yinxin understand the ins and outs of all this. No wonder she saw the flaming fox under the willow tree by the river at noon that day. She didn't even understand why she was in a hurry. After escaping from there, she had to turn her head to look again. She really didn't understand why she would turn her head to look again after escaping. In that look, she saw that the fox was also looking at herself. The fox's head tilted in a contemplative manner made her unforgettable for a long time. She had to admit that it was a beautiful Firefox. In the groggy and comatose days that followed, she kept dreaming that the Firefox broke into her dreams, and the Firefox transformed into a handsome man in the dream, tall and burly, and he seemed to say something to her, but she couldn't understand, she called out to Xizi in panic, hoping that Xizi could come to save her. Her call to Xizi made Fox feel a burst of sadness, then turned his head and left gloomily. Until later, there was a strange fragrance that penetrated the heart and spleen, and suddenly there was a feeling of empowerment, and the deep sleepiness was swept away. The comfort and magnanimity of her, she seemed to feel that she was as light as a feather without any weight at all, slowly floating upward, floating, as if to melt into the boundless void, she had the feeling of flying, floating. She felt that she was flying freely in the dark night sky, and her mind became extremely active in an instant. Countless voices came from all directions. Before she could listen and distinguish, it slipped past her ears. What's even more bizarre is that she saw many people doing things that she couldn't understand. Later, she saw the figure of the hundred-year-old grandmother gradually disappear in front of her eyes. She held her crutch, smiled at her, and rose to the distant sky. The shadow became smaller and smaller until it finally became like a bright spot, disappeared into the distant night sky. She wanted to shout, but she couldn't say anything, as if there was a ball of cotton stuffed in her throat. She was flying like this, flying, suddenly, she saw a wide river, the river seemed to be rolling with turbid waves, and later, she suddenly saw a lot of people floating in the waves, struggling, In the crowd of floating people, she suddenly saw Xizi among them. Xizi's expression was extremely painful. He struggled in the water, sinking down and floating up again, she hurriedly flew over, trying to grab Xizi's hand and pull him up, but she couldn't reach it, she was so anxious that she was about to cry , at this moment, she saw Xizi floating from the water, rising like her, but Xizi ignored her, maybe he couldn't see her at all, he also rose into the distance like a hundred-year-old grandma , became smaller and smaller, and finally only a bright spot remained in the dark night sky. In the following time, she still flew in the sky like a feather, and later she saw many things that she couldn't understand. The earth was a harvest of crops for a while, and a laboring crowd for a while. Seeing the thick smoke from the tall chimneys and the roaring flames in the tall hearths, she didn't understand what people were doing, and then she saw the crops in the fields withered and the hungry people wandering around, constantly Some people flew up like a hundred-year-old grandma and Xizi, rising from the ground to the distant sky. Just when she was puzzled and bewildered by all this, she suddenly fell heavily to the ground, and all that was vanished in a moment. When she opened her eyes, she saw that the hundred-year-old grandma was looking at her with a smile, and said the words that made her blush. Just when she was about to say the strange things in her dream, suddenly there seemed to be a voice in her ear warning her not to do that. Although the voice was as thin as the chirping of mosquitoes, it was unusually clear. The secret cannot be leaked to six ears. She couldn't help feeling astonished. She swallowed the words that had been spit on the tip of her tongue. The 100-year-old grandma looked at her mysteriously, child, blessing to the soul, you have a good relationship, so do it yourself! What puzzled her the most was that when the hundred-year-old grandmother left her house, she smiled secretly at her, Xizi and Xizi’s mother, and said something that their whole family did not understand. That fairy fox is male, and only male foxes gather yang energy under the willow tree at noon.
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