Lanke Chess Edge

Now the big jujube tree knows how to hide. Many dates on the tree are hidden under the lush leaves. Even if you look carefully, you can only see a small part of them. The real number is really not much. Tree to count.

Five grains fell at one time, which is not a small number compared to the total amount of dates, not to mention that there are two of them with faint fire on the surface, which is the original fire dates.

However, after saying a word of anger, Yin Qing's mood was immediately replaced by joy, and he looked again at the red fox who was rubbing his nose and head with his claws.

"Little fox, why haven't you come to see me these years, I miss you!"

While Yin Qing was talking, he hurriedly helped the red fox pick up the jujubes that were still rolling on the ground. If it was picked up by some passing mouse or wild cat, it would be very distressing.

The red fox looked at the big tree above his head suspiciously and blankly, then shrank aside and looked at Yin Qing carefully, vaguely seeing the appearance of the boy back then, and then relaxed a lot.

"Come here, come here, you used to like lying on the stone table the most!"

Yin Qing waved at the red fox, and put five dates on the table. The red fox hesitated for a moment, then approached and jumped onto the stone table.

The five jujubes on the table were all about the same size, and each one was as big as a small apple. The bright red ones were very attractive. Yin Qing stared at the jujubes and swallowed several times.

The little fox also leaned closer and sniffed these dates carefully, especially the two more peculiar ones. Although there was no smell on the surface, there was always an urge to stutter.

"Shushasha...shashashasha..."

The branches and leaves of the jujube tree are swaying gently, not only the wind drives the leaves or the leaves bring the wind.

"Woooo..."

The red fox stretched out its paw to hold down one of the jujubes with a special color, and rolled it to Yin Qing's position.

As a result, after Yin Qing grabbed the jujube, he put it back in its original place.

"No, no, I can't eat this! Gulu... You must eat it. You haven't come back for many years. One grain a year is almost meaningless!"

Although she was still swallowing, Yin Qing had a very strict family education since she was a child, and was deeply influenced by Yin Zhaoxian and Ji Yuan. Although she is young, she has strong principles in some things.

"Eat it quickly, this fruit will not taste good after a long time, eat it quickly, won't the fox refuse to eat the fruit?"

Yin Qing tried his best not to look at Zaozi, and tried to persuade Chihu.

"Shushasha...shashashasha..."

The jujube tree above his head trembled again, as if he was laughing.

With a sound of "dong~", Yin Qing was hit on the head, and he quickly reached out to catch a jujube that fell from the top of his head.

Yin Qinggen suddenly became more excited. He didn't care about rubbing the top of his head, and wiped his body vigorously with a jujube.

"Hey hey hey... I can eat this one! I'll show you! Kacha, hiss...delicious!"

As he spoke, he grabbed the dates and took a bite.

The sound of crisp pulp chewing was accompanied by a strange fruity aroma from Yin Qing's mouth. The red fox's nose twitched a few times before he couldn't help it anymore. Holding one of the jujubes, he "creaked" and gnawed.

For a while, the courtyard of Ju'an Xiaoge overflowed with fruit fragrance, but it couldn't get out of the courtyard wall, and the fragrance emitted was basically absorbed by the jujube branches.

The fox gnawed the dates and ate them very uncleanly, mainly because the crumbs fell on the stone table from time to time. Fortunately, the red fox also knew that the things in his hands were precious, and would lick off the crumbs that fell.

Five jujubes couldn't stand it for long, and they were eaten up in a while.

After nibbling the last bite of the fruit, the little fox let out a "burp~~~~" deep in his throat, belched full of fruity aroma, and then fell asleep on the stone table.

The inside of the fox's body is now warm, and the efficiency of the flowing aura compared with the efficiency it has absorbed in the rough mountains in the past few years is too exaggerated.

Yin Qing only ate one, and his energy was very good, but seeing the red fox like this, he just sat quietly in front of the stone table, occasionally stroking the fox's fur carefully.

"Little fox, your hair is so clean, so thick and smooth, don't be seen by those hunters."

These words made the red fox tremble subconsciously, and became more sober, and stood on the stone table with its hind limbs and tail, sitting up.

"Woo woo woo..."

The fox's paw pointed at the house in Ju'an Xiaoge, and Yin Qing looked in the direction the fox's paw was gesturing, and roughly knew what it was thinking.

"Mr. Ji is not at home. He has been away for many years and has never come back..."

"Woo..."

The voice of the red fox obviously carried a sense of loss. Over the years, it has gradually entered the right track from a spiritual fox that has just opened its mind to practice. It wants to find Mr. Ji again before refining the bones, and it has been hesitant since last year. , This year, I finally mustered up the courage to "sneak into" Ning'an County, but it was all in vain.

"Little fox, aren't you very powerful now? Like, like a jujube tree."

Yin Qing chatted with the red fox with great interest, he knew very well that this was not an ordinary wild fox.

The red fox can naturally understand Yin Qing's words, but now it looks at the jujube tree in the yard, and there is aura slowly gathering in the huge shade of the tree. The tree was always by the side of Mr. Big.

"Woo..." This sound seemed even more lost.

The red fox was lying on the stone table, leaning against the table, with a fluffy big fiery tail swinging back and forth, staring at the open space in front of the stone table, but the big gentleman who danced the sword was not there.

Flicking its tail, the red fox gradually fell asleep.

In his sleep, the fox had a feeling that his thoughts were infinitely elongated. In his dream, his thoughts returned to the past, and the touch of the stone table on his body was still there, but he seemed to vaguely see the small pavilion in Ju'an in front of his eyes.

Thousands of miles away, at the top of the Red Peak of Yunshan Mountain in Bingzhou, Ji Yuan, who was lying on his side with his eyes closed, suddenly felt something. He opened his eyes a little, and an illusory chess piece appeared on the sword finger of his right hand in front of him. The red fox with fluffy and soft hair is sleeping soundly on the stone table.

"Hehehe..."

After laughing a few times, Ji Yuan closed his eyes again, and the chess piece disappeared from his hand.

In the artistic conception of mountains and rivers, Ji Yuan, whose body is as majestic as the sky, holds a chess piece that belongs to the red fox. It seems that when the chess piece is at a very special juncture, he can feel some connections and changes.

In the mountains and rivers, the ending sound of "Decree" is still echoing, whistling with strong and weak along with the sound of the wind.

Ji Yuan seems to have a charter in his mouth to gather Xuanhuang but does not make a sound, as if he is waiting for this moment in his heart.

When a certain familiar feeling arose, Ji Yuan said in his heart, "Fate has arrived", and whispered softly to the chess pieces.

"Hu Yun!"

In the small pavilion in Ju'an, Yin Qing, who was reading at the stone table, didn't know that the red fox in front of him was reliving everything in his dream.

This dream was vaguely seen by Ji Yuan, but it was not imposed by Ji Yuan, he was not that capable, it was like the red fox returning to the old place, thinking and dreaming.

Yin Qing in the dream was still a short child. After recuperating in the small pavilion for a period of time, the red fox longed to return to the free mountain, so Mr. Ji took Yin Qing and took it to the foot of Niukui Mountain.

In the dream, the red fox jumped ahead from time to time, jogging with the two from time to time, trying to see Ji Yuan's face clearly several times, but it was always gray.

When they entered the mountain, the red fox squatted on the rock and watched the two of them leave. Even in the dream, the red fox tried desperately to keep up, but in the dream, his body seemed to be poured with molten iron, and he couldn't move at all. up.

In the small pavilion outside the dream, Yin Qing looked at the red fox, and found that the little fox's body was shaking constantly, as if struggling for something or having a nightmare.

At this time, the spiritual energy in the fox's body was circulating rapidly, and the body temperature was also rising, and a faint evil spirit began to permeate the body surface.

"Boom..."

There was a bang of thunder overhead.

Yin Qing, who had been under the shade of the tree, walked away a few steps to a suitable position to look at the sky, and at some point there were clouds in the sky.

"It's not going to rain, is it?"

The red fox kept struggling in the dream, and wanted to roar, but it couldn't do anything. The body lying on the stone table, the claws of all four limbs grabbed the stone surface to death.

Only at this moment, the person in the dream suddenly froze.

The face of the old gentleman in the memory suddenly became clear, and he turned around and looked at the red fox on the rock with a smile.

"Since we met once, Ji will give you another gift..."

Mr. Da glanced at the clouds in the sky before continuing to talk to the red fox.

"Since you have embarked on the path of cultivation, you will no longer be an ignorant beast. You can lack everything, but you can't lack a name. If you don't dislike it, you will be called Hu Yun from now on!"

The word "Hu Yun" kept echoing in the dream, as if the sky had changed.

Outside the dream, Yin Qingcai looked at the dark clouds in the sky, only to find that after a while, the clouds seemed to dissipate again, and the sun was showing a corner, and he was relieved that he didn't need to pack his clothes anymore.

"Ah cough...cough cough cough..."

There was a strange coughing sound from the stone table, which drew Yin Qing's attention back.