Chapter 82 The Old Man and the White Fox

A few days ago.

A white fox with a body as white as frost, blue eyes as flawless as the sky, three tails, and a blue flame mark on the forehead woke up from a deep sleep.

It has no name.

Maybe it had one, but it can't remember it. ✬

It doesn't even know why it is here and where it came from.

The monsters around it all call it "little fox", but it doesn't like this name because it feels it is not small.

But when it refutes, it doesn't know its own age.

Perhaps because its memory is like a blank sheet of paper, the little fox rarely dreams.

But recently...

"It's the same dream again." The little fox murmured.

Although it can't remember the situation in the dream as soon as it wakes up, it is sure that it is the same dream, because every time it wakes up with a smile.

"It's obviously a smile, but why does it hurt?" The little fox was puzzled.

In a daze, it fell asleep again.

It was still the same dream, and it gradually became clearer. Although I still couldn't hear or see clearly, I could smell a fragrance.

This fragrance is hard to describe in words, but it makes it feel comfortable, as if it is in a harbor. And the source of the fragrance is not a flower or an object, but seems to be a person, and a man.

"Little fox, we meet again?" said the vague man in the dream.

Why did he say again?

The little fox was puzzled, but driven by curiosity, he walked towards the man.

"Human, you smell so good, what's your name?" The little fox asked.

"Before asking others' names, you should say your own name first. This is polite."

"I don't have a name, maybe I do, but I don't remember it."

"Then I'll give you one?"

"No, I'm a proud fox! I don't need a human to name me!"

"Then why are you shaking your tail so fast? You're not a dog!"

"..."

The dream stopped abruptly, and the little fox woke up suddenly.

It was only a moment in the dream, but it found that several days had passed in reality.

"Could this be my memory? A forgotten memory?" The little fox got excited.

Without memory, it felt very lonely.

Other monsters have parents and friends, but it doesn't.

It tried to make friends, but those monsters hated it and avoided it.

It obviously did nothing, and it obviously didn't remember anything...

Seeing the hope of regaining its memory, the little fox tried to fall asleep again.

But this time, it couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

Not only that, it even felt that something more important than its life seemed to be getting farther and farther away from it.

The little fox was anxious.

Although its reason told itself that it must not leave the depths of the Hengduan Mountains, the outside world was too dangerous. But it couldn't control the throbbing in its heart, and finally ran out.

"The little fox finally left. If it doesn't leave, it will hurt me." A certain demon king looked at its back and said.

The little fox heard this, and although it felt uncomfortable, it also quickened its pace.

The scenery around it quickly receded, and its speed became faster and faster.

Very strange.

It clearly didn't know where to go, but it was always running in one direction.

It clearly didn't know what it was looking for, but it just refused to give up.

It felt as if there was a hole in its heart, but it couldn't cry...

After passing through the mountains and ridges, it came to the middle section of the Hengduan Mountains. The little fox saw a pit, and there was a spiritual shovel next to the pit.

It came to the front section of the Hengduan Mountains and stopped at the top of a dangerous peak.

At this time, it had fallen and injured many times. Unknowingly, the snow-white fox fur had been stained with a layer of gray soil, mixed with a trace of bright red.

The little fox looked around.

It still didn't know what it was looking for, but it was still looking.

It saw the ruined Lingshanfang. Although there were many monks gathered in the square, it only took a quick glance and lost interest.

Going further, it would leave the Hengduan Mountains. This made the little fox hesitate and a little scared.

But it was only a moment.

Soon it moved its four legs again and rushed out.

It stumbled along the way through the dense forest.

Finally.

Its vision suddenly became clear, and a spirit boat suspended in the sky came into its sight.

"Plop, plop--"

Its heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

At this moment, the little fox finally understood.

The spirit boat suspended in the air should be the target it had been looking for for dozens of miles.

"But why?" The little fox still didn't understand.

In any case, after finding the target, it felt much more at ease.

Incredibly, as it got closer and closer to the spirit boat, those dreams that had been forgotten and extremely vague gradually became clearer.

Before the little fox had time to recall it carefully, it saw the spirit boat set sail and went farther and farther.

It panicked again in an instant, and gritted its teeth and ran again.

Helplessly, with its foot strength, it could not keep up with the speed of the spirit boat. It could only watch the spirit boat go farther and farther, and its heart, which was finally filled, seemed to be cut open by a knife.

Suddenly, the little fox fell and fell several feet away.

After gritting its teeth and getting up, it found that the spirit boat had pulled away from it.

It wanted to shout, but didn't know what to shout.

It wanted to cry to the sky, but still couldn't cry.

At this moment, a conversation in the dream became completely clear and emerged in its mind.

"Little fox, I have thought of your name! It's Jiushuang!"

"Why?"

"You are the Nine Heavens Fox, with the surname Nine, and snow-white as frost, so naturally you are Nine Frost."

"But I would rather have the surname Bai..."

"That won't do, having the surname Bai will make you stupid, there was a stupid tiger like that."

"Oh, what about you? What's your name?"

"My name is..."

As the spirit boat completely disappeared, the conversation came to an abrupt end, and the surroundings were terribly silent.

"How could it be..."

The little fox was struck by lightning.

Its eyes were dull, and it kept shaking its head, unbelievable.

How could it forget such an important thing? How could it forget?

It turned out that it had a name, Nine Frost.

It turned out that it had been looking for someone, and it was a man.

And the man's name was...

Thinking of this, the little fox suddenly jumped up, and chased like crazy in the direction where the spirit boat disappeared, and shouted:

"Jiang Chen!! Wait for me!"

"..."

The voice was ethereal and beautiful, and it spread away, but there was no response, and the disappeared spirit boat did not return.

A sense of powerlessness arose spontaneously, but the little fox did not give up.

It quickened its pace.

Even though the blood in its body was gradually insufficient, even though its vision began to blur and its eyes gradually dimmed.

It still told itself.

It would definitely, and must, find the man who gave it a name.

"Huh? Three-tailed white fox?" An old voice suddenly sounded.

The next second, the little fox felt that he was picked up by someone and was unable to resist.

What caught its eye was an old man with sinister eyes, and it was obvious that he was not a good person.

"Old man, let me go! You stink!" The little fox kept struggling.

"Haha, little fox. It's not that I stink, but you are the Nine Heavens Ghost Fox, who knows people's hearts and knows good and evil. I, an old man, have killed so many people, so of course I stink!" The old man laughed.

"Don't call me a little fox! I'm not small, and I have a name!" The little fox retorted.

"It's not important."

"It's important! Very important! More important than my life!"

"Maybe you think so now, but it won't be long before you forget this thing that's more important than life."

"Why... why?"

"Because..." The old man's eyes suddenly turned cold and he sneered: "Because you don't have a 'heart', because the Nine Heavens Fox is also called the Destiny Fox, you are destined to be just a puppet!"

"..."