"Bang bang bang bang~"

I could even hear my heart pounding in my chest.

Legend has it that a fox spirit can transform into a woman after fifty years of cultivation, into a beautiful woman after a hundred years, and into a celestial fox after a thousand years of cultivation.

The fox's tail is where spiritual energy is stored. When it absorbs enough spiritual energy, the tail will split in two, becoming nine tails, and then it can cultivate an immortal body.

I subconsciously tilted my head and glanced at the little girl's bottom, wanting to see how many tails she had.

I didn't see her tail, but I did see a fluffy little ball of fur on her pants, swaying back and forth with her bottom.

"Bad uncle, what are you looking at?"

The little girl tilted her head back, her eyes darting around with curiosity and innocence.

Bad Uncle?

I almost choked on my own saliva: "Why did you call me 'bad uncle'?"

I won't tell you!

The little girl turned her head away angrily and snorted; her pouty little lips could hold two small oil bottles.

I couldn't resist pinching her chubby little face.

But the thought that she might be a nine-tailed celestial fox stopped him from acting on his impulse.

Although I was 90% certain that she was the white fox, I couldn't ask.

As mentioned in "Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio", most of these spirits and monsters have their own code of conduct.

Unless they reveal their identities or come to inquire, it would be an offense to their dignity for mortals to rashly ask questions.

It might bring misfortune and plunge you into an abyss of no return.

So even though I was full of doubts, I could only suppress my curiosity and dare not speak easily.

But I can't ask that; I can still ask other things.

I looked in the direction where Yunwei and the others had disappeared and asked, "Little girl, have you seen your two older sisters and your grandfather? Which way did they go?"

The little girl turned her head arrogantly, pointed behind me and said, "I won't tell you, you bad uncle, that those two pretty older sisters and grandpa went over there."

Well……

Is this what you call not telling me?

But seeing the girl glaring at me angrily, I felt too embarrassed to expose her.

I don't know why she's so hostile towards me.

This seems to be the first time we've met, right?

However, the direction she pointed in was opposite to the direction Yunwei and the others were going, which was a bit strange.

Could it be that they've circled around behind me again?

I asked again, "Where did they go?"

I won't tell you!

All right.

I asked in a different way: "Are they in danger?"

The little girl tilted her head, her big, watery eyes blinking: "Why is it dangerous?"

Although she didn't say it explicitly, judging from her tone, Yunwei and the others were safe.

I thought for a moment, then handed her the lighter and asked, "Do you like this?"

"dislike!"

The little girl pouted and deliberately turned her head to the side, looking completely unconcerned.

But his eyes seemed to be drawn to him by a magnet, unable to resist sneaking glances in this direction.

Every time her gaze fell on the lighter, her little eyes would dart around, then she would quickly look away, pretending not to care.

You don't like it, right?

You probably haven't seen the wickedness of human nature.

I deliberately and slowly lit the lighter again.

He blew out the flame the instant it appeared, and said to himself, "Hey, this lighter isn't just for starting fires, it has a lot of fun features too. But some people don't like it, so never mind."

I pretended to be indifferent and looked away, but I kept an eye on the little girl's movements out of the corner of my eye.

Sure enough, I saw her little head turn around again, her eyes wide open, staring intently at the lighter in my hand, her eyes full of curiosity.

That arrogant demeanor from before has long been forgotten.

Seeing this, I felt secretly pleased with myself.

He squatted down and pulled up a few thin grass stems, and picked up a few round pebbles.

Without making a sound, they took the grass stems in their hands and wove them into a simple "grass slingshot".

When I was a child, besides doing 'body restoration' for those dolls every day, I also liked to use these little gadgets to hunt birds.

I picked up the grass slingshot, aimed it at a tree in the distance, and pulled back the trigger.

With a 'snap', the leaf was struck and swayed.

I secretly glanced at the little girl out of the corner of my eye.

I noticed that her eyes were wide open, her little mouth was slightly open, her face was full of curiosity, her little hands unconsciously clenched into fists, and her body leaned forward, as if she wanted to see more clearly.

"You bad uncle, what are you playing at?"

The little girl finally couldn't hold back any longer and asked curiously.

Her voice was soft and sweet.

This is the moment I've been waiting for.

Mimicking her haughty demeanor, he quickly hid the grass slingshot behind his back, then turned around and said, "I'm not telling you!"

After I finished speaking, I secretly glanced at her.

Her little face immediately scrunched up, her eyes filled with grievance, and her lips pouted high.

Its adorable appearance makes people want to laugh.

I squatted down and handed her the grass slingshot I was holding, asking, "How about this: you answer one question for me, and I'll give it to you?"

The little girl tilted her head, looked at the grass slingshot in my hand, then at me, her expression somewhat conflicted.

After a while, as if he had made up his mind, he held up a chubby finger and said seriously, "Just one question, go ahead and ask."

I thought for a moment and asked her, "Did you see a grandfather following the uncle?"

Master Jia once said that if I ever have the chance to see the White Fox, I can ask her about it.

Isn't now the perfect opportunity?

The little girl pointed at me and said in a clear voice, "I see it! That grandpa is riding on the bad uncle's shoulders."