Chapter 1293 Take a Look

"A young cow eating dry grass?"

Qi Yun laughed so hard he slapped his thigh. "Hahaha, as expected of my master, you're even acting like an old man. You're just a mortal, not even a hundred years old, yet you dare to call yourself old in front of a fox demon like me?"

He shook his head helplessly. "Forget it, some people just call themselves old men. After all, who asked you to be their master? If you're too young, I can't keep you in check. Otherwise, think about it, I'm older than your great-great-great-great-grandfather. Wouldn't it be awkward for me to be your master?"

Song Chunxue hadn't thought much of it at first, but after he said that, she suddenly realized it made sense.

"Then how dare you call me master? Don't you feel like I'm taking advantage of you?" she said seriously. "You can still back out now."

Qi Yun shook his head.

“A gentleman’s word is as good as his bond, and I can’t go back on my word. Besides, I’ve gotten used to it lately.” Qi Yun analyzed seriously, “Perhaps it’s because you’ve had quite a few children and have experience taking care of them. Although you’re not very old, you have the demeanor of an elder. I don’t mind.”

"..." Forget it, there's no point in arguing with a fox about this.

"Go to sleep, I'm so sleepy I can barely keep my eyes open. I've been going to bed early and waking up early lately, otherwise I'll feel uncomfortable." Song Chunxue returned to her room, waved to him, and couldn't stop thinking about her buckwheat pillow, which smelled better than anything else.

"Wait," Qi Yun said, bracing one foot against the door, "Master hasn't agreed to help me yet."

Song Chunxue asked, puzzled, "Don't you have a handsome demonic cultivator friend?"

"I told that person I like mortal cultivators who don't have any strange smells. And you're the only mortal female I know. I can't just grab any young woman on the street; she'd probably be scared to death, right?"

female?

"Is this how you all describe women?" Song Chunxue disagreed with the term. "Never mind, let's talk about it tomorrow."

"Master, I'm anxious. You don't want that fox demon to come here tonight, do you?" Qi Yun pleaded. "That black fox is more like a sworn brother to me than a partner."

“I’d really like to meet that fox demon. Perhaps you two are destined to meet,” Song Chunxue suggested earnestly. “Why don’t you go find your junior uncle and have him tell your fortune?”

The moonlight, as white as frost, bathes the earth; this is the perfect time for a deep sleep.

As autumn harvests and winter storage begin, the earth's energy starts to recede, making people more prone to drowsiness.

Insufficient sleep makes you more susceptible to illness.

Song Chunxue slammed the door shut, but Qi Yun used even more force.

“Master, please help me out. I’ve lived longer than you, so how could I not know these things? To be honest, the fox spirit I’m in love with is a white fox that only appears once every thousand years. It’s just a pity that she had a mate two hundred years ago, and my heart has never been able to accept another person since then.”

"Then why..."

Qi Yun lowered his head, covered his face, and stammered, "Master, let's not talk about that anymore. I'm really not a womanizer. I was just bewitched that time. Please forget about it, or I'll never be able to face anyone."

"Alright, I'll go," she said. If she were underwater, she would surely fall asleep the moment her head hit the pillow. She kicked his toes away. "Sweet dreams."

Qi Yun smiled. Looking at her expression, he suddenly thought of his fox granddaughter, who had no talent for cultivation, and she was very similar to Song Chunxue.

"Pooh!"

He suddenly slapped himself. So, he had actually had those kinds of thoughts about females of his grandchildren's generation. He deserved to die.

He turned around and was so scared he almost died on the spot.

A dark figure stood behind him; the stubborn donkey had quietly crept up behind him at some point, and he didn't know how long it had been standing there.

"Mom, if you were eavesdropping, at least say something." Qi Yun patted his forehead. "I'm going to sleep now, sweet dreams."

"Pfft~" The stubborn donkey pawed at the ground with its front hooves in dissatisfaction.

Wuyou darted over, "You promised him you'd brush his fur and give him a bath, forgot?"

"It's so cold?"

"Can't you boil water?" Wuyou floated next to the stubborn donkey, looking ready to fight if he didn't agree.

Qi Yun was extremely reluctant, "It's so cold tonight, how about tomorrow noon? It'll be warmer when the sun comes out at noon tomorrow."

The stubborn donkey butted at him with its head, and Wuyou chimed in from the side, "No, it has to be tonight. We can go to the thatched kiln to boil water and wash in there."

"Fine," Qi Yun said helplessly, "Who asked me to ask your master for anything?"

*

Early in the morning, Song Chunxue was awakened by the aroma of roasted potatoes.

She got up, washed her face, and went to the kitchen to find out that Deng Kui had made potato noodles from their hometown. Without even tasting it, she knew from the flavor that it would be delicious.

Sure enough, she couldn't resist eating two bowls.

Qi Yun walked into the kitchen with a water bag. "Here you go, Master. The pot of tea I brewed for you is all in this water bag. Try it and see if it suits your taste. After you've had your tea, we should set off."

Deng Kui asked curiously, "Where are you going?"

Qi Yun smiled brightly, "My master is going to help me resolve this important matter in my life."

Song Chunxue took a sip of tea, and it tasted surprisingly good.

"He's taken a liking to a girl and asked me to take a look," Song Chunxue said to Deng Kui. "I'll have to trouble you to look after the house. Where's your senior brother?"

“He’s in the thatched cave, snoring loudly. Don’t wake him yet, let him sleep a little longer,” Qi Yun said. “I really envy people who can sleep as much as him.”

Deng Kui nodded, "You guys go ahead with your work, I'll take care of things at home."