Chapter 803: Hu Xianniang
Before I knew it, I had walked out of the mountains.
There was a lamp swaying in the night wind, and the Fox King Lingying stopped.
The light was swaying on the path. When they got closer, they spotted the figure of the Spirit Fox King, and they stopped.
Anyone would be shocked if they ran into a man covered in blood late at night.
But the visitor just raised the lantern, and the weak flame shone into the alert but tired eyes of the Fox King, as well as the visitor's slender and gentle eyebrows.
This was a beautiful young woman, dressed in simple clothes, with her hair tied up in a bun, gentle and lovely. She was neither startled nor afraid, her eyes fixed on the Spirit Fox King.
The Lingying Fox King was almost unable to move, his vision quickly blurred, and he was defeated in the confrontation.
The man staggered to the ground, no longer threatening or resisting.
The little woman was not afraid. She carried the man on her back and walked back with the lantern. The flickering light soon disappeared at the end of the path.
The sun rises and the moon sets.
The sun shone brightly, and the Fox King suddenly opened his eyes and sat up, finding himself in a quiet room. The room was clean and tidy, and filled with a faint fragrance.
From outside came the sound of profuse kowtows of gratitude: "Thank you, Fairy Lady, for rescuing us! Thank you, Fairy Lady, for rescuing us!"
"Go." A calm female voice sounded.
The sounds of several chaotic footsteps gradually faded away. The Fox King Lingying got up from the bed, walked out the door, and happened to meet the eyes of the little woman downstairs who looked up.
The little woman's eyes were as calm as water. She was watched by the Spirit Fox King without any fear or doubt.
"Now that you're awake, come and lend a hand."
Beside the little woman, two large geese were flapping their wings, trying to escape, but their feet were trapped and they couldn't move, so they staggered and cried angrily.
The Lingying Fox King didn't know what he was thinking, nor did he know why he listened to the little woman and went downstairs obediently.
The little woman brought bowls and basins from the kitchen and asked the Fox King Lingying to hold the goose's wings with one hand and its feet with the other. She held the goose's long neck and peeled off the feathers on its neck, revealing its bare neck.
She chanted the mantra for rebirth and skillfully cut the goose's neck with the kitchen knife. Blood spurted out of the throat, but she pressed down the goose's neck and the blood fell into the bowl without a drop spilled.
The big goose struggled violently, but the Spirit Fox King did not move at all, and the struggle soon became weaker.
When the goose's neck stopped spurting blood, the little woman stuffed the goose's neck back under the big goose's wings and threw the big goose into the basin.
Following the same method, both geese were taken care of.
The young woman boiled water to remove the hair, completely ignoring the fact that the Fox King did not exist.
The Fox King Lingying folded his arms and watched her busying around, going in and out, as if he was an outsider.
When the goose was put into the pot, the firewood was boiling in the stove, and the bright red light shone on the little woman's face. This gentle face and calm and indifferent eyes sparkled in the firelight.
The Fox King Lingying finally couldn't help but ask, "Who are you? Why did you save me?"
The little woman stirred the dry wood in the stove to allow more air to circulate and said, "It doesn't matter who I am, and it doesn't matter who you are. What matters is that I saved you, and you have to listen to me."
"I'll listen to you?" The Fox King Lingying gave a disdainful and sarcastic smile and said, "Do you think you can repay me for saving me?"
The little woman looked up at him and said, "No, but I saved you, so you can't disobey me."
She didn't consider this as a favor, but it was actually a threat to him.
"I don't know what it means."
The Fox King Lingying didn't want to say anything more to her, so he turned around and left. But as soon as he stepped out of the kitchen door, his whole body trembled, his vision went black, and his heart seemed to be grasped by an invisible force, causing him to fall to the ground on the spot.
The fire in the little woman's eyes flickered strangely as she said, "Drag him in."
The Spirit Fox King's feet suddenly left the ground, as if something invisible had grabbed his ankles and dragged him back to the kitchen.
He hit his head twice on the door sill and was thrown into the corner of the kitchen like a broken sack.
The young woman continued to look at the fire in the stove. After a few breaths, the Spirit Fox King regained consciousness, but he felt a dull pain in his forehead, as if he had been punched twice.
He stood up suddenly and asked, "What did you do to me?"
The little woman did not answer him.
The Fox King pounced on the little woman suddenly, but the little woman just raised her head and looked at him. He suddenly lost his strength, fell in front of the little woman, and fell into the pile of dry grass.
An invisible hand grabbed the Fox King's neck and stuffed his head into the dead branches and hay.
The little woman said calmly, "You are a refugee, and I am a refugee too. If it weren't for the fact that we are of the same race, I would have already stewed you into a pot of soup."
The spiritual fox king felt cold all over.
He looked up and saw the firelight shining on the little woman. Her shadow fell on the wall. The slender shadow had a thick tail behind it, which was sweeping around boredly.
The young woman said, "My last name is Hu, and they call me Hu Xianniang."
She looked at the back of the Spirit Fox King and said, "This is Lord Shishan."
The Fox King Lingying struggled and said, "Who the hell are you?"
Hu Xianniang said, "They are refugees, but also wanderers."
"Shan Gong, let go."
The hand that was strangling the neck of the Lingying Fox King loosened. The Lingying Fox King struggled to get up, but did not see the figure of Shishan Gong. He could only feel that there seemed to be a "god" staying in this small kitchen.
The Fox King Lingying covered his neck and asked, "What do you want to do?"
Hu Xianniang's eyes were dazed for a moment, but she quickly regained her composure and said, "We have a lot of things we want to do, but there's no rush."
"Actually, I didn't go there to save you. I learned through divination that there was a treasure very important to me in that direction, so I went all the way there and found you."
Hu Xianniang stretched out her hand, and a piece of jade bone in her hand was emitting golden light, but it was already very faint.
"Golden body relic." Lingying Fox King muttered to himself.
"You are just a bonus. After all, the relic was obtained from you. It would not be righteous to leave you in danger without saving you. But I, Hu Xianniang, never save people in vain. I saved you, and from now on you will be mine."
Hu Xianniang looked at the goose bubbling on the stove and said, "Or, you can keep the goose company. It's a good idea to stew a pot together, which will save me the trouble."
The fox king Lingying's face turned pale, as if he had just escaped from a wolf's den and entered a tiger's den.
"Do you know who I've offended? If I stay around, I'm afraid you'll be implicated too."
Hu Xianniang laughed and said, "I'm just worried that if they don't come, I'll be short of a lot of food."
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