Chapter 2 The White Fox Delivers Meals
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Zi Meng You Long
This Wu Banxian said that I was destined for a catastrophe, and I couldn't support myself in our family, so I had to be his apprentice in order to have a chance of survival.
He also said that even if he practiced Taoism with him, it would be difficult to survive the tribulations. That is to say, when I was nine years old, I encountered the most severe tribulations. After that, there will be a big turning point.
Grandpa and father discussed it, and felt that it was better to be alive than dead, at least he still had a thought, so he agreed.
As a result, Wu Banxian took me away from home directly, and left in a hurry, as if I was afraid that my family would regret it.
As a result, not long after he left the village, someone found Wu Banxian's body. His death condition was horrific, bleeding from his orifices, his eyes widened, his face full of horror, as if he had been frightened to death.
But I was fine, lying beside Wu Banxian, neither crying nor making trouble.
When my parents heard about it, they had no choice but to take me back. Wu Banxian’s family even came over and made a fuss. Originally, our family couldn’t be blamed for this incident. Wu Banxian died on the road by himself, but they still paid their family a fortune. Money, the already impoverished family, is now worse.
Later I heard from my master that the reason why Wu Banxian died was because of his evil intentions. When he took me away, he coveted something in me and wanted my life.
These are just things to talk about, so I won't show them for the time being.
Let's say that after I was carried home by my father, I started to worry again.
I don't know if what Wu Banxian said before is true or not. Wu Banxian's sudden death made my family feel a little bit jealous of me.
Even the people in the village said that I was a loser who killed an innocent person when I was born.
And my rations were also a problem. I didn't drink milk at all, only blood.
From birth to now, I have not eaten a single bite, and have been crying loudly from hunger.
Grandpa and father were so sad that they didn't think about food and tea, and mother was also sad and shed tears alone.
Unexpectedly, when my father went out to the latrine in the middle of the night, he suddenly heard a rustling sound in the yard, followed the sound, and suddenly saw a few white-haired foxes appearing in the yard, followed by a few Yellow skin.
In the dark night, the eyes of those animals were shining brightly, and they were also sneaky when they moved around.
One of the big white-haired foxes was lying on the window sill, secretly looking into the house.
Seeing this scene, my father was terrified at first, and then became a little angry. What he thought was that it would be bad enough to have a freak in the family, and these beasts also came to make trouble, so he picked it up from the ground. A brick was thrown towards those beasts.
The brick just hit the white-haired fox lying on the window sill. The white-haired fox in pain let out a scream, which sounded very sad in the silent night. It turned back to look at my father viciously, The sharp fangs were bared, and my father was so scared that he didn't dare to move at that time.
At this time, the door of the house opened suddenly, and my grandfather rushed out with a machete. Although he was almost 70 years old, his body was still very strong. He was a soldier when he was young. The squad leader stared, full of murderous intent, and the knife in his hand was shining.
As soon as those beasts saw my grandfather, they were frightened and fled out of the yard in desperation.
"What's going on?" Grandpa looked at his father and asked.
"I saw these animals strolling in the yard, and there was a white-haired fox lying on the window and looking into the house." The father said with lingering fear.
"It's true that misfortunes never come singly. My old Wutou has been doing good deeds all his life, defending his family and the country. He has never done any evil. How could he be involved in such a thing when he is old?" Grandpa sighed helplessly.
At this time, he turned his head and suddenly saw a dark mass at the door of the house, which seemed to be still moving.
Kneeling down to take a look, I suddenly wondered: "Where did these things come from?"
My dad also went over to take a look, and was stunned for a moment, but saw a few chubby hares on the side of the door of our house, which were dying.
Picking up the hare for a look, he found that there were several bloody holes on the hare's neck, as if bitten by some wild beast.
"Father, these few hares were not sent by those foxes and yellow skins, were they?" My dad said incredulously.
Grandpa nodded with a sullen face, and said: "It's probably them. During the day, hundreds of yellow-skinned dogs and foxes bow down to our house. I don't know what relationship our children have with these animals. Since they are here Let’s keep it, put the blood for the children, let’s eat the meat.”
With this rabbit blood, I was finally fed, and I fell asleep, and the family also had a meat meal.
But what the family did not expect was that these foxes and yellow-skinned children were not just given away this time. Since then, they have come to my house almost every night. Every time they come, they always leave something behind, sometimes pheasants and hares. , Sometimes there will be two fish, and even two meals a day.
Now, my family eats meat every day. At that time, the standard of living was much better than that of other families. Ordinary people can only eat meat during the festivals. My family eats meat every day, and sometimes I can’t eat it. My father still Selling it in the market made many people in the village drool with envy.
When my dad saw these yellow-skinned animals and foxes again in the yard, he no longer wanted to chase them away. He treated them as if he hadn’t seen them, and sometimes he had no choice but to face each other. Those beasts were not afraid of me. Dad, he walked past my dad with game in his mouth, put it down and left without looking back, very chic.
In this way, three years passed in the blink of an eye, these foxes and weasels brought some wild animals over every day, and the family ate the meat and I drank the blood.
Because life is so good, my parents have gained a lot of weight.
Gradually, I grew up, except for the problem of drinking blood, the rest is no different from your normal child.
My family also tried to give me some other food, but every time I ate it, I would spit it out and couldn't swallow it at all.
When he was first born, he had white hair on his body and his face was similar to that of a fox, but as he grew up day by day, the white hair on his body faded, and his face gradually became normal, and the longer it grew, the more delicate it became.
However, when I was three years old, my grandfather and father began to worry again. They still remembered Wu Banxian's words, I was born to be a disaster every three years, and now I am exactly three years old, so I don't know what will happen to me catastrophe.
On the day of my third birthday, I really deserved the calamity, and a person died in the village, and everyone in the village said I was the one who killed him.
He also said that even if he practiced Taoism with him, it would be difficult to survive the tribulations. That is to say, when I was nine years old, I encountered the most severe tribulations. After that, there will be a big turning point.
Grandpa and father discussed it, and felt that it was better to be alive than dead, at least he still had a thought, so he agreed.
As a result, Wu Banxian took me away from home directly, and left in a hurry, as if I was afraid that my family would regret it.
As a result, not long after he left the village, someone found Wu Banxian's body. His death condition was horrific, bleeding from his orifices, his eyes widened, his face full of horror, as if he had been frightened to death.
But I was fine, lying beside Wu Banxian, neither crying nor making trouble.
When my parents heard about it, they had no choice but to take me back. Wu Banxian’s family even came over and made a fuss. Originally, our family couldn’t be blamed for this incident. Wu Banxian died on the road by himself, but they still paid their family a fortune. Money, the already impoverished family, is now worse.
Later I heard from my master that the reason why Wu Banxian died was because of his evil intentions. When he took me away, he coveted something in me and wanted my life.
These are just things to talk about, so I won't show them for the time being.
Let's say that after I was carried home by my father, I started to worry again.
I don't know if what Wu Banxian said before is true or not. Wu Banxian's sudden death made my family feel a little bit jealous of me.
Even the people in the village said that I was a loser who killed an innocent person when I was born.
And my rations were also a problem. I didn't drink milk at all, only blood.
From birth to now, I have not eaten a single bite, and have been crying loudly from hunger.
Grandpa and father were so sad that they didn't think about food and tea, and mother was also sad and shed tears alone.
Unexpectedly, when my father went out to the latrine in the middle of the night, he suddenly heard a rustling sound in the yard, followed the sound, and suddenly saw a few white-haired foxes appearing in the yard, followed by a few Yellow skin.
In the dark night, the eyes of those animals were shining brightly, and they were also sneaky when they moved around.
One of the big white-haired foxes was lying on the window sill, secretly looking into the house.
Seeing this scene, my father was terrified at first, and then became a little angry. What he thought was that it would be bad enough to have a freak in the family, and these beasts also came to make trouble, so he picked it up from the ground. A brick was thrown towards those beasts.
The brick just hit the white-haired fox lying on the window sill. The white-haired fox in pain let out a scream, which sounded very sad in the silent night. It turned back to look at my father viciously, The sharp fangs were bared, and my father was so scared that he didn't dare to move at that time.
At this time, the door of the house opened suddenly, and my grandfather rushed out with a machete. Although he was almost 70 years old, his body was still very strong. He was a soldier when he was young. The squad leader stared, full of murderous intent, and the knife in his hand was shining.
As soon as those beasts saw my grandfather, they were frightened and fled out of the yard in desperation.
"What's going on?" Grandpa looked at his father and asked.
"I saw these animals strolling in the yard, and there was a white-haired fox lying on the window and looking into the house." The father said with lingering fear.
"It's true that misfortunes never come singly. My old Wutou has been doing good deeds all his life, defending his family and the country. He has never done any evil. How could he be involved in such a thing when he is old?" Grandpa sighed helplessly.
At this time, he turned his head and suddenly saw a dark mass at the door of the house, which seemed to be still moving.
Kneeling down to take a look, I suddenly wondered: "Where did these things come from?"
My dad also went over to take a look, and was stunned for a moment, but saw a few chubby hares on the side of the door of our house, which were dying.
Picking up the hare for a look, he found that there were several bloody holes on the hare's neck, as if bitten by some wild beast.
"Father, these few hares were not sent by those foxes and yellow skins, were they?" My dad said incredulously.
Grandpa nodded with a sullen face, and said: "It's probably them. During the day, hundreds of yellow-skinned dogs and foxes bow down to our house. I don't know what relationship our children have with these animals. Since they are here Let’s keep it, put the blood for the children, let’s eat the meat.”
With this rabbit blood, I was finally fed, and I fell asleep, and the family also had a meat meal.
But what the family did not expect was that these foxes and yellow-skinned children were not just given away this time. Since then, they have come to my house almost every night. Every time they come, they always leave something behind, sometimes pheasants and hares. , Sometimes there will be two fish, and even two meals a day.
Now, my family eats meat every day. At that time, the standard of living was much better than that of other families. Ordinary people can only eat meat during the festivals. My family eats meat every day, and sometimes I can’t eat it. My father still Selling it in the market made many people in the village drool with envy.
When my dad saw these yellow-skinned animals and foxes again in the yard, he no longer wanted to chase them away. He treated them as if he hadn’t seen them, and sometimes he had no choice but to face each other. Those beasts were not afraid of me. Dad, he walked past my dad with game in his mouth, put it down and left without looking back, very chic.
In this way, three years passed in the blink of an eye, these foxes and weasels brought some wild animals over every day, and the family ate the meat and I drank the blood.
Because life is so good, my parents have gained a lot of weight.
Gradually, I grew up, except for the problem of drinking blood, the rest is no different from your normal child.
My family also tried to give me some other food, but every time I ate it, I would spit it out and couldn't swallow it at all.
When he was first born, he had white hair on his body and his face was similar to that of a fox, but as he grew up day by day, the white hair on his body faded, and his face gradually became normal, and the longer it grew, the more delicate it became.
However, when I was three years old, my grandfather and father began to worry again. They still remembered Wu Banxian's words, I was born to be a disaster every three years, and now I am exactly three years old, so I don't know what will happen to me catastrophe.
On the day of my third birthday, I really deserved the calamity, and a person died in the village, and everyone in the village said I was the one who killed him.
