With Chang Jin's continuous spiritual energy injected, the little fox recovered quickly and was able to walk back and forth in a few days.

What he didn't expect was that the little fox was actually very interested in the books in the house. He often squatted at the desk, staring at the books with his eyes flashing. After a while, he opened a page with his little paws.

Seeing this, Chang Jin was a little surprised. It seemed that this little fox demon was the same as Xiaoqian and liked to read and read.

What's more, when I saw Chang Jin wanting to pick up his pen and write at night, the little thing jumped onto the desk, squatted halfway in front of the inkstone, and grinded hard with his two small claws, and his attitude was quite serious.

Chang Jin found it a little funny. Although the little fox demon had not yet turned into a human form, somehow he remembered the idiom "Hongxiu Tianxiang".

However, when he picked up the pen and fell down, the little fox demon hurriedly jumped off the desk and fled to the distance with horror.

Obviously, this little thing was also shocked by the Haoranian aura in his writing.

He keeps his fists and his hands and mouths. In order to prevent himself from becoming unfamiliar, Chang Jin has to write a current article almost every day.

After one stick of incense, Shiwen finished his writing and read it once. He felt satisfied and then put down his brush.

At this time, he found that the little fox had not known where he went.

While wondering, a low squeaking sound came from the door, but saw the little guy dragging a tray of more than three feet and running into the room. There were two plates of hot dishes in the tray, one for braised chicken, the other for green vegetables and tofu, and the other for a bowl of rice.

Very fragrant

Chang Jin was working hard just now, but he didn't feel the food. At this moment, he smelled the fragrant smell and felt empty and hungry.

As for the origin of this meal, there is no need to ask, it must have been stolen by the little guy from another place.

Chang Jin was not that pedantic and did not intend to let the little fox send the food back. He just patted the little fox on the head, then took out a piece of silver from his body, and told it to send it back quietly.

Soon, the little fox went back. Chang Jin picked up half of the chicken with chopsticks and brought it to him, and then he started to eat it with the rice in his arms.

Early the next morning, Chang Jin got up and practiced swordsmanship. After Wang Qinian and his servant finished washing, the three of them went to the streets to have breakfast as usual. As soon as they sat down, they heard a pretended mysterious voice coming from beside them.

"Have you heard that something strange happened to Mr. Liu's family last night?" The person who spoke was intentionally showing off. Although his tone was mysterious, his voice was not small, which attracted the eyes of most people who had been on the breakfast.

One of the familiar men asked, "Dabao, you won't be talking nonsense again. Mr. Liu is a famous charity in this area. How could his family be weird?"

"That's right, that's right" people are touching.

Mr. Liu’s family is on the street and is engaged in a cloth business. He is enthusiastic and comes to his neighbors if they have any difficulties. As long as he can help, Mr. Liu will not disappoint the other party. Because of this, Mr. Liu’s reputation is quite good in his neighbors.

"What am I lying to you? I just delivered vegetables to Mr. Liu's house. I heard what his cook said in person. If you don't believe it, you can go to Mr. Liu's house to find someone to inquire about it later to see if I, Feng Dabao, are talking nonsense."

Speaking of this, Feng Dabao heard it and started drinking porridge.

Hearing what he said, the men who were eating around him believed it was already 70% or 80% waiting for the following words, but when the initiator kept silent, he immediately became anxious: "Dabao, tell me what happened to Mr. Liu's family?"

"Haha, don't worry, don't worry, I'll get empty when I wake up in the morning, and I'll talk about it when I'm full." Aroused everyone's desire, Feng Dabao kept it in a resolute way.

"You are really anxious. I'll treat you to this meal, brother, please give him a cage of shrimp dumplings." Those who are familiar with each other naturally know that Feng Dabao is a human being, and shouted at the shopkeeper who is busy with the stove.

"Okay..."

When the shrimp dumplings were served, Feng Dabao picked up one with chopsticks, and then said, "Last night, Mr. Liu settled the score in the study room and was busy until the second day of the second day. He was a little hungry, so he ordered the kitchen to cook some food and deliver it. The chef was quick and he prepared two plates of food. Later, when he heard something outside the door, he leaned his head and looked out the door. What did you guess what happened?"

"Dabao, do you want to be anxious to be so anxious that you have invited us to a meal? What else do you want? Tell me quickly?" Someone finally said impatiently.

"Okay, I say, I say." Feng Dabao said anxiously when he saw that he was angry with the public, "Just as the chef turned his head, he found that the food in the kitchen was gone."

After hearing this, Chang Jin had already fully understood where the meal came from last night.

"It must have been stolen"

"What a strange thing I think, I'll treat you to dinner in vain."

Everyone talked for a moment, with a little disappointment on their faces.

"The cook has been guarding the room, how could someone come in and steal things?" Feng Dabao shook his head and said.

"That's when a wild cat sneaks in and eats it. Last time, my house hung half a salted fish on the wall, and it was also taken away by the wild cat..." Someone speculated again.

"Which wild cat did you see stealing food, even bringing it away, and a bowl of rice. It disappeared in a moment. Do you think it's strange?" Feng Dabao stressed.

"It's true or false. Could it be that the chef stole the food himself? He was afraid that Mr. Liu would know, so he deliberately made up a lie." Someone suspected.

"Mr. Liu didn't believe this, so he went to the kitchen to check it out. As soon as they arrived at the kitchen, something strange happened again... A piece of silver fell from the beam of the room and hit Liu Man. After a while, the tray and bowls appeared in the kitchen again, but the dishes inside were eaten up. Mr. Liu felt strange and called the servant to search the kitchen inside and outside, but found nothing. You guys, what's the point of this? "

Haunted?

Everyone was silent and didn't know what to say. People always avoid saying things about gods and ghosts.

But now they mostly think that Mr. Liu's family was really haunted last night, and it is very likely that they were starving to death.

After hearing the diners' discussions, Chang Jin secretly decided to wait until he went back to remind the little fox not to let it go out again to cause trouble.

If things get big, eight or nine out of ten Daoyuan will send people to check. Chang Jin was careful before, so he naturally didn't want to cause trouble because of a few plates of food.

Moreover, it is a bit troublesome to keep this little guy in the inn after all. Most of the internal injuries on both sides have healed, so it is better to put it back into the forest as soon as possible.

After making up his mind, two days later, Chang Jin took the fox to the mountains outside the city and sent it away.

The little guy was a little reluctant to leave. He watched Chang Jin disappear at the foot of the mountain, and then turned around and drilled into the depths of the grass.

Chang Jin was a simple task to save the fox, and he thought he would send it back to the mountain. But he was studying in the room the next day, but he heard the waiter shouting in the yard: "Young Master Chang, someone is looking for it."

"Who are you?" Seeing the visitor, Chang Jin's eyes couldn't help but condense.

As his supernatural power of looking at the qi becomes more and more proficient, Chang Jin will involuntarily use his spiritual sense to check the luck above the other person's head whenever he talks with strangers.

The blue luck and realm are similar to one's own. More importantly, the blue color is also mixed with these black demonic aura.

Obviously, the other party is a monster who has cultivated into a spirit.

Like the Bai Susu sisters, this monster practiced the Golden Elixir Dao method, so there was no evil blood and energy on the top of his head.

Although I couldn't tell what the human body was, Chang Jin sighed in his heart.

Logically speaking, this mansion is located in the Taoist temple and should be managed without any leakage, but this is not the case.

The previous locust tree spirits, as well as Master and Master Daoist Liu were hiding in it.

The monster in front of me was even more bold, and he dared to sway in the city in broad daylight.

I don’t know if it’s an enemy or a friend? He was careful in his heart, but he didn’t show it on his face.

"Old Huangfu Nanshan, this visit is mainly to thank Mr. Chang for saving Lao Jiu's granddaughter Qingfeng twice."

"Your granddaughter? Twice..." Chang Jin was a little confused for a moment. He had been in the inn most of his time recently and rarely went around the city. If you want to save people, twice... Thinking of this, Chang Jin suddenly understood.

So, the old man in front of him should be the little fox's family.

"I'm just a coincidence. I'm just a little bit of work. Mr. Huangfu doesn't need to thank him specifically."

"Young Master is too humble. I am here this time to invite you to visit me, so that I can express my gratitude." Huangfu Nanshan looked at him with a stern look, giving people the feeling of an old pedan.

"There is no need for this," Chang Jin refused.

"Young Master, don't refuse. I had already arranged a banquet at home when I came, and now the carriage is parked outside the door. Mr. Ma always wants me to express it..." Huangfu Yuanwai made a sincere appointment.

"Let's go there like this." Chang Jin had no choice but to nod.

Before leaving the house, he left a message to the clerk and asked the other party to tell Wang Qinian to go out for the appointment.

The carriage was light and quickly ran out of Wanshan Prefecture City, walked forward for two or three miles, and then turned on a country road.

"Young Master should be a cultivator in the ghost fairy realm, right?" On the way back, Huangfu Yuanwai suddenly said.

"How do you know?" Chang Jin had no intention of hiding it. He asked this, but he was just curious. Even the Taoist of Xuandong had never seen it before, and he didn't know how the other party knew it.

"I am just guessing that when scholars face monsters like us, they will only be afraid and afraid. They will shout and kill. They will not be as calm as the young master. And they can save people with spiritual energy, at least they are at the realm of ghosts and immortals." Huangfu Yuanwai stroked his beard and said.

He is smart, and he can actually infer it based on clues. No wonder in the secular world, he often uses "old fox" to describe a person's intelligence instead of "old fox" in the world.

The two were talking, and soon the carriage stopped in a nearby courtyard.

This manor covers only half acre of land, with adobe walls and a circle of weeping willows planted beside the walls. It looks ordinary from the outside. A stream in front of the door flows, and the nearest village is also a mile away.

"Young Master Chang, this is Lao I've lived in. I just bought it from someone else half a month ago. Because willow trees are planted outside the courtyard, Lao I've named it Green Willow Villa."

After seeing this, Chang Jin couldn't help but nodded. He originally thought that Huangfu Yuanwai would take him to a cave in the mountains, but he didn't know that his residence was actually a manor.

This place is very quiet and quiet by the mountains and rivers, and not far from Wanshan Prefecture City. It is indeed a good place to live in seclusion.
Chapter completed!