Fox Demon Cultivation Manual

The entire family of Qinchuan knows about Feng's little daughter.

"I don't know what evil was wrong a few days ago. When I got home, I always locked myself in the room and didn't associate with anyone. It was even more scary to initiate a madness. I heard that I almost chopped my own father." , God shouted, "No one in the city dares to contact the Feng family now."

"This clearly shows that you are trapped by demons, why do you need to recruit relatives at this time?" Song Ci wondered, "and made the scene so big."

"A priest came earlier and said that the younger daughter of the Feng family hit a demon and needed the joy of his in-laws to dispel the evil spirits before he could remove the demon. Therefore, the Feng family had to throw a ball to recruit relatives. The Feng family used forces to force people. "The sigh sighed," This is where to recruit relatives, it is clear that it will kill people. "

No wonder then that the man who was hit by the hydrangea cried and cried, so miserable, it turned out that this was not a happy event.

"Speaking of this Feng family is also very powerful, can even force so many people to stand under the hydrangea." Song said without a trace of sound.

"Isn't that right? This Feng Changyue's eldest daughter has occupied a concubine in the harem. She is still a favored concubine, so Feng's family is no less a blessing." The aunt said with a shuddering voice. It's all retribution. "

She left as she counted, "How good are you when you were young, how have you become like this now ..."

Song Ci looked at the back of the elder mother's departure, and then turned to look at Rong Bai, "Master Rong, where shall we go in a while?"

"Don't you want to go to Feng's house?" Rong Bai asked.

Song Ci shook his head, "I don't want to, I always think things are not that simple."

Last time, it was because of the incident of Sun Erniang that he missed the demon gate. This time, I should be honest about everything, and never touch the mess.

"Then find a place to fill your belly first, it's getting dark." Rong Baidao.

Song Ci feels that the more he gets along with Rong Bai, the more he can see the gentleness of him. From the beginning, he has been doing his own thing, and now even Rong Bai will also ask his thoughts. Song Ci thinks this is a rare leap.

For another period of time, maybe I can really have a relationship with Rongbai.

It would be no problem to follow him to eat fragrant and spicy food.

Rong Bai didn't know the careful thoughts of Song Ci at all, but felt that he looked at his eyes and suddenly added a touch of light, reflecting the color of the lantern, which was very beautiful.

He laughed in a good mood, found a restaurant, and ordered a table full of chickens.

Song Ci originally didn't like chickens very much, but since he became a fox demon, his nature in the blood can't be restrained. He once became hungry and almost ate live chickens.

This time a table of chickens from Rong Baidian made Song Ci have a good time. He swept away all kinds of depression in his heart. He even felt that the days when he could walk around with Rong Bai were quite good.

But the idea broke up the next moment.

When the content of eating in the restaurant came out, it was completely dark, and the whole Lantern Street was colorful, and at first glance it looked like a colorful dragon winding, dazzling.

When Song Cigang wanted to discuss with Rong Bai if he wanted to stroll around the hotel again, he suddenly saw Xiao Er in the restaurant waving a cloth towel and drove one out.

"Go and go, dare to come to our shop without money, I'm afraid I don't want your leg!"

"Ah, I said I already sent someone to pick it up, why did you have to kick me out?" The man's body was slightly stunned, and he looked young.

"Who knows if this is an excuse you made on purpose. When you take the silver again, the little one is welcome." The shop's second sister laughed and threw the towel onto his shoulder. "Hurry away, don't delay me picking up customers."

The badly stomped lame, "When I get the money, you begged me to go, I won't go!"

Dian Er Er said, "Just what I want, you should never come."

Song Ci was the first time I saw such a business. It was a bit strange. After walking back two steps, he was surprised to find that this person was an acquaintance.

"Old man in the mirror?" Song Cirao came to him, and when he saw it, he was really surprised and happy. "It seems we have a fate, why are you here?"

"Yo, Song Ci!" The old man was flushed with redness the moment before, and smiled immediately after seeing him, unexpectedly, "I never thought I would see you here!"

Previously, Song Ci thought that he would never see him again. I did not expect to meet in this ancient city of Qinchuan only a few days later. Even if the world is bigger, it will not stop the meeting of people with fate.

Song Ci saw him in a gray-white robe, white hair with a cap, a rare spirit on the old face, and he laughed, "How do you look like this?"

"Isn't this going out for a bite to eat?" The old man in the mirror smiled to pull him. "We are so destined to have a drink."

As soon as he put on Song Ci's sleeves, he suddenly saw a snow-white robe, a living **** of fairy wind and bones standing not far behind him. He immediately pulled his hand back, and his smile became cautious. go with?"

Song Ci doesn't know how to drink, but he also knows that the way to improve the relationship between men is to drink, so he looked at Rong Bai and asked, "Would you like to have a drink?"

He thought that if Uncle Rong shook his head, he would give up immediately.

But Rong Bai nodded unexpectedly, "If you want to go, then go."

The old man in the mirror and Song Ci snapped together. The two went to the tavern together. Rong Bai still followed in a hurry, and his eyes fell on Song Ci from time to time.

With that look and observation, Song Ci, who suddenly laughed and frowned, took into his eyes, thoughtfully.

After entering the night, Qinchuan is not as lively as the day. Although there are people in the street, but there are hurries, many shops are closed, and there is no curfew in the east. They are all night markets. Perhaps because of the monsters, these people did not dare to make trouble at night.

Song Ci and Lao Jing looked for pubs that were not too small. When he entered the door, the old man asked for ten small altar wines. He was startled by Song Ci. "Can you manage so much?" .qktsw.com

"Don't underestimate the amount of alcohol I drink. I think I could drink a street alone!" The old man in the mirror said loudly and crackled his chest. "Even though I drink, I can't stop drinking it!"

Song Ci couldn't help but hold out his thumb, "I can't think of the old man Jing, you were still a personal person."

"The man is not brave," he said, sitting down with a grin. "Let me see your heroism today."

Rong Bai heard him a glance, "What's yours?"

The old man in the mirror immediately persuaded, "I mean my alcohol, Xiao Song looks like a Sven man, presumably the alcohol is not good."

Song Ci nodded, "Yes, but it's okay to drink two small altars."

The wine jar here is only palm-sized, and you can hold it with one hand. Even so, the ten altars sent by the shop second occupies the table full, and put a few altars on the ground, and a few dishes of wine dishes, the old man said. "Drink open, I invite!"

In this way, he was as heroic as a general who was about to fight. He laughed at Song Ci. He dismantled the altar and filled the old man with a glass. After pouring it, he raised his hand and asked Rong Bai, "Master Rong, Do you drink? "

Rong Bai looked at him with his hand on his chin. "Drink, can't I just watch you drink?"

Song Ci was busy bringing the wine glass, and fell down respectfully. As soon as he lowered the altar, the old man picked up the wine glass and touched his glass. "The first glass is dry!"

Song Ci also picked up the cup, holding his sleeve in his other hand, and gently hit Rong Bai's cup, then looked up and smiled at him, "Master Rong, you are free."

The old man in the mirror was a little bit embarrassed. The glass in his hand was never dare to hit it, but it didn't look rude if he didn't hit it, so he pinched the cup and wondered what to do.

Song Ci found this out, thinking that Uncle Rong was a bit xenophobic, and wouldn't care about these etiquette, so he greeted the old man, "Drink, aren't you toast?"

This sentence relieved the old man from the mirror, and he toasted it with a drink, and drank with Song Ci and you.

Song Ci was a bit skeptical of the old man's words. When watching him boast Haikou, he speculated that he must not be so powerful, but the amount of alcohol should be a little bit.

But he was thinking wrong. The old man Jing Jing had not even a half of his boast. After three laps of wine, he was completely drunk, and started holding the wine jar.

Song Ci rushed to grab his head and **** the altar, very helpless, "I still drink a street just because of this virtue ..."

The wine jar was full of drool left by the old man, and he felt sticky with his hands. Song Ci put a few hands on him, patted his face and tried to wake him up, "Old man, if you wake up, If you ca n’t drink, just go back. ”

However, the old man Jing was so drunk that he took a look at Song Ci, and his mouth burst into tears. "I'm too unlucky. Why can't I be lucky in my life, and I haven't done anything harmful?" Woo. "

"What are you whining? Isn't it a shame for a big man to cry here?" Song Ci looked at him with a snot and a tear, both ridiculous and pitiful, and asked, "What the **** is it? How do I cry So sad? "

"Is it easy to survive? I don't know that Feng Changyue is a bad guy who bullies men and women. Qinchuan City dislikes him so much, and I am now blindfolded everywhere I go." The old man in the mirror cried as he mumbled.

Song Ci had originally drank, and at this moment his head was a little sloppy. "What are you talking about?"

Rong Bai smiled and asked, "Are you a priest who throws a ball for pro-idea?"

The old man nodded and said, "After I entered the city, I found that Feng's family was the richest. I heard that Feng's younger daughter was in trouble and wanted to make a fortune. I hadn't thought that I would not have enough money to eat. I am so hungry……"

"Then you can't come up with such a harmful idea? Even if you really cured Feng's little daughter, what about the son who married her?" Song Ci frowned.

"It's just a marriage, and when things are over, wouldn't it be better if they all dispersed?" Jing old man grieved.

"How can you think it is so simple? Do you think Feng Changyue will let him go after the end of the matter? If Feng ’s young daughter likes it, it ’s okay. If she does n’t like it, Feng Changyue will directly kill her to preserve her daughter's face." Song Ci Road.

He was originally born in the official family's house. Although he usually does most of his work is reading, he is still very clear about the way people deal with it.

"I didn't mean to kill that person, that's not to blame me ..." the old man muttered, and suddenly fell on the table, his head beeping softly against the table, his eyes closed unconsciously.

"Hey you ..." Song Ci saw that he was completely drowsy, and suddenly the first two were large, and there were still questions to ask. Now it seems that he can only wait for the old man in the mirror to wake up. Xiang Rongbai, "Uncle Rong ..."

Rong Bai smiled slightly, his face was as warm as spring breeze, and his eyes shone like a star. He passed the wine glass in front of Song Ci, "You drink, and I promise you."

Before Song Ci said, he already knew.

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