Chapter 29 My Wife is a Vixen 29 (The End)
"We won't travel far from now on; we'll stay in Qingtai Mountain for the time being."
If Ji Ling had heard these words before, she would have been overjoyed, but now she felt a little flustered.
A-Yuan's smile was somewhat forced, but she held Ji Huaizhi's hand tightly.
Hearing her husband's words, she felt bitter.
She knew her husband was different from them, but she didn't expect this day to come so early.
"What are you standing there for? Let's go inside and eat."
Ji Huaizhi held A Yuan's hand as he always had.
Everyone deliberately slowed down, but Ji Huaizhi found it very difficult to walk those few steps.
Ji Ling gritted her teeth; she suddenly felt incredibly sad.
My father isn’t that old, so why is it so difficult for him to walk now?
After dinner, A-Yuan went to talk to her sister and told her husband to rest well in the house.
Ji Ling then quietly came to the room to see her father.
"You've come?" Ji Huaizhi slumped onto the bed, as if he had known his daughter would come.
"Father, what's wrong?" Ji Ling didn't dare to ask, seeing that her mother was unhappy.
She could only speak to her father secretly.
"You were perfectly fine when you came back last time."
Ji Huaizhi coughed, and Ji Ling quickly poured him a cup of tea.
“Father is old. His health wasn’t good when he was young, so his health is even worse than that of other people his age,” Ji Huaizhi said calmly.
But Ji Ling couldn't accept it.
"How could it grow old? There are no demons on Qingtai Mountain that grow old."
Ji Ling's eyes were red; she didn't understand.
"Dad is a human being, of course he will get old."
"Then it would be good if you became a demon, Father." Ji Ling stepped forward and knelt by Ji Huaizhi's bedside. "Father, let me teach you how to cultivate."
Ji Huaizhi shook his head and chuckled: "She's such a grown-up girl, why is she still crying?"
Hearing this, Ji Ling cried even harder.
Even the oldest girl will be afraid of not having a father.
Ji Huaizhi stroked her hair: "Everyone is born, grows old, gets sick, and dies. This is unchangeable. Otherwise, if everyone wanted to live forever, how could the world accommodate so many people?"
"Besides, how could cultivation be so easy?"
"Even the demons of Qingtai Mountain are actually far fewer than other creatures."
Ji Ling pursed her lips and cried.
Ji Huaizhi gently stroked her hair: "Ji Ling, you really look like your mother back then."
A-Yuan sat in front of her sister, her eyes full of stubbornness.
"Why did you do this? You should have known this would happen when you came down the mountain to marry him." A Ning sighed, "Besides, even we demons can't guarantee immortality, let alone humans."
At first, A Ning looked down on her brother-in-law, but later she came to regard him as a member of the fox clan.
She also felt very conflicted.
In fact, she had asked the fox doctor if he could cultivate so that he could spend more time with A Yuan and Ling'er.
But the result was always a shake of the head.
Unless a demon is willing to give him its demon core, making him half-human and half-demon.
Even so, half-demons only live fifty or a hundred years longer than humans.
But the demon is about 5100 years old.
"Yes, I knew it a long time ago." The innocence of the past was gone from A-Yuan's eyes.
His eyes held a hint of weariness and resentment.
“If it were back in the old days down the mountain, if he died, he would just be dead, and I could still take my daughter back to Qingtai Mountain.”
"But right now I just want him to be with me, to share life and death."
Ah Ning didn't know what to say.
After they went up the mountain, the couple's relationship became incredibly good.
They were basically all stuck together.
Ah Yuan is naturally sensitive, so it's no wonder she couldn't accept it.
But A Ning still tried to persuade her: "What do you mean by sharing life and death? You don't want your daughter anymore? You don't care about me? You don't care about the other sisters in the fox clan or anything about Qingtai Mountain?"
Ah Yuan couldn't help but burst into tears: "I care, sister, but I can't wait for you to imagine the days without a husband."
"Sister, could you share half of the demon core within me with him?"
"Ah Yuan!" Ah Ning's voice grew louder.
"Or I could find a demon, get its core, and give it to my husband, wouldn't that work?" A-Yuan said to herself.
Ah Ning's expression changed: "What good do you think you'll do after committing murder?"
"Can you and Ji Huaizhi continue to live a harmonious life together?"
In the end, A-Yuan didn't come to any conclusions with her older sister, A-Ning.
Ji Huaizhi came in with red eyes and sighed inwardly. He had to coax this one after coaxing the other.
"Ah Yuan, come here."
Ah Yuan smiled faintly, and if you ignored her red eyes, you wouldn't be able to tell that she was sad.
"Yes, they just left."
"When I have some free time, I'd like to take you all for a walk down the mountain," Ji Huaizhi said weakly.
"I'll go wherever you want to go."
"I want to go back to that house for a visit." Ji Huaizhi coughed. "Let's do it tomorrow. I'm afraid I might go any day."
A-Yuan patted his back and cast a spell to make him feel better.
Upon hearing the second half of her sentence, the spell in her hand also stopped.
Ji Huai glanced at A Yuan behind him and said, "A Yuan, you knew I was human a long time ago."
So there's no need to cry because of my departure.
"Don't even think about trading one life for another."
"And don't do anything to harm yourself."
A-Yuan's forehead rested against Ji Huaizhi's back.
Hot tears soaked Ji Huaizhi's clothes.
But husband, what should I do?
“Good A-Yuan, ever since I met you, you have taken care of me, and my life has changed because of you.”
"I am already very satisfied."
"Actually, whether it's a human or a demon, you have to learn to accept it."
A-Yuan hugged him tightly, her sobs growing louder and louder.
Ji Ling stood at the door, gritted her teeth and turned around as she listened to her mother's cries.
She came to the place where she had practiced martial arts since childhood, and vented her anger alone there. With one lash, the waterfall was split in two, and after a brief pause, it surged down again.
Wang Xiaohu stood anxiously to the side, holding snacks and wild fruits.
Watch her practice martial arts on the wooden stake in a self-torturing manner.
Her clothes were soaked by the waterfall, and her long hair clung tightly to her cheeks.
It was impossible to tell whether the wetness on her face was from rain or tears.
"Ji Ling," Wang Xiaohu stepped forward, "Are you in a bad mood?"
"I brought you some food."
Ji Ling lashed out with her whip, baring her teeth: "Stay away from me."
"I'm not coming."
Ji Ling gripped the whip tightly, her head bowed and her shoulders trembling.
Wang Xiaohu's eyes flashed with helplessness, and the things in his hands fell to the ground: "What's wrong with you?"
"Did someone bully you? I'll get revenge for you."
His comforting words only made Ji Ling cry harder.
She never imagined that her father would grow old or even die.
"Ji Ling..."
"Wang Xiaohu, sob sob sob, my dad is getting old." Ji Ling looked up, her eyes red-rimmed: "Do you know? My dad is getting old."
Wang Xiaohu had no idea that he hadn't seen Uncle Ji in a long time.
However, upon hearing Ji Ling's words, he remembered that the people in the mountains said that A Yuan's father was human.
Humans grow old...and die.
Wang Xiaohu stood beside her, letting her cry.
After Ji Ling finished crying, she wiped away her tears and said, "I didn't mean to hit you."
"I know." Wang Xiaohu nervously rubbed his hands together. "Even if you hit me to vent your anger, I won't be angry."
Ji Ling looked suspicious upon hearing his words.
She looked extremely vulnerable because she had just cried.
Are you feeling any better now?
Ji Ling nodded: "I'm going back now."
"Okay, I'll take you."
Upon reaching the entrance of the cave, Wang Xiaohu called out to her, "Ji Ling."
"I know you're sad, but I still... want to make you happy."
Wang Xiaohu fidgeted with the hem of his clothes, unable to utter a complete sentence.
Seeing her go inside, Wang Xiaohu felt deflated.
The family of three arrived at the house where Ji Huaizhi and A Yuan got married; the village looked somewhat desolate.
There were only a few wisps of smoke rising from nearby chimneys.
"Is this where you used to live?" Ji Ling frowned. "It looks so dilapidated."
Supported by A Yuan, Ji Huaizhi coughed twice and then pressed down on a weed in front of the house.
“My father used to be very poor. My life only got much better after your mother came to live with us.”
The yard was in a terrible state of disrepair; after all these years, the weeds around it looked as tall as a person.
The big tree near the yard has also grown quite a bit thicker.
Ji Ling used magic to remove the surrounding weeds.
"What's that room over there for?"
“Your father used to teach there; he used to be a schoolteacher.” Ah Yuan’s mood improved considerably as she looked around.
A smile played on her lips, as if she were lost in memories.
"My dad used to be a schoolteacher? I didn't know that."
Gently pushing open the dilapidated wooden door, Ji Ling was surprised when the door fell right off. Looking at her outstretched hand, she smiled somewhat awkwardly.
"I didn't expect this door to be so fragile."
Ji Huaizhi chuckled: "So many years have passed, it's just good luck that it didn't collapse."
The weeds inside were even more numerous, making it impossible to find a place to step.
With a flick of her sleeve, Ah Yuan's weeds disappeared, and her gaze fell upon the spot where the chessboard had been, only to find a hole remaining.
"Where's our chessboard?" A-Yuan frowned. "I remember you always took me to play Gomoku back then."
Ji Huaizhi: "Things remain the same, but people are no longer the same."
"It was probably done by the exorcists searching the house back then."
Actually, there's nothing interesting to see here.
Seeing that the two women were depressed, Ji Huaizhi decided to take the whole family out for a walk.
Ah Yuan couldn't miss a single blade of grass or tree here, her eyes filled with nostalgia.
"The phrase 'things are as they were, but people are not' doesn't quite fit; 'times have passed and circumstances have changed' would be a better description."
"It has changed, but not completely."
“This courtyard has changed, but the feelings of our family have not changed. Back then, my husband and I worked from sunrise to sunset, and Ling’er was in my belly.”
A-Yuan smiled, pursing her lips: "Husband, do you think what I said is right?"
"right."
After this trip, the two of them were clearly in much better spirits.
One day, suddenly, Ji Huaizhi did not wake up.
A-Yuan, dressed in plain clothes, buried him at Qingtai Mountain.
Ah Ning stood aside, unable to bear it: "I thought you wouldn't be able to take it and would really do something stupid."
My husband said that we must learn to accept everything in the world.
Two white foxes stood not far away, one of them with sorrow in its eyes: "Go, keep them company for me."
Another white fox stepped forward and transformed into Ji Ling's appearance.
The white fox turned around and disappeared from the spot in the next second.
(over.)
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