Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

Inside the gate.

The men who were working inside seemed to have not heard the knock on the door, feeding cows and chickens.

Fetch water and wash clothes.

I also swept the floor in the yard.

Get all the housework done.

Outside the door, the monk is still there.

Stay there and don't leave.

The man didn't pay attention, and just picked up the ax and chopped firewood.

Split the firewood in half.

It was as if he had completely lost his hearing.

In the cowshed, the cow mooed.

While chewing hay, he looked at the owner who was chopping firewood in the yard.

It asked: "Why hasn't the master handed over the bad fox? There is obviously something wrong with the bad fox, why can't he see it?"

In the chicken coop, the hen who placed the order clucked and repeated.

"There's a problem! There's a problem!"

"There's something wrong with the bad fox!"

Niu: "That's obviously a vixen. The master got up in the middle of the night and left the door open and a light on for her. How could the master be so stupid?"

"So stupid! So stupid!"

The hen repeats in high pitch.

The cow flicked its tail and looked towards the house.

That heartless bad fox is still sleeping.

It snorted coldly and sourly.

"A monk will come to take you in soon. Let's see how arrogant you are then."

"How arrogant! How arrogant!"

"Snapped--"

The thick firewood standing on the wooden pier was severely split into two halves by the sharp axe.

The thin man with a fair face swept over coldly.

The handle of the ax was clenched.

The phoenix eyes were dark and sinister, looking at the cows in the cowshed like this.

The sharp ax reflected a cold silver light under the sun.

Like a murderous blade.

It only takes a light chop to cut through the fragile skin and cut off the blood vessels.

The cow was startled.

I saw a man coming with an axe, covered in sweat, with sinister eyes.

His face was fierce, he was sweating, and his aura was terrifying.

It looked like he was about to chop off its head with an axe.

The cow stiffened and backed away.

Backing up to the wall, there is no way back.

Dare not say a word.

"Bang——"

The ax with a cold light was struck hard on the wooden fence of the cowshed.

There was a "click-" breaking sound.

The cow was frightened and looked on in fear.

The man's eyes were terrifying and bloodshot.

Staring at it sullenly, his hand tightened on the handle of the axe.

Even the chicken next to him became quiet.

The annoying clucking is gone.

So quiet.

Deadly quiet.

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They looked at each other for a long time.

The man then put away the axe.

His expression returned to its former calmness.

Take the ax and go back.

It was as if he wasn't the one who almost lost control just now.

The cow completely calmed down, and the chicken shrank its neck completely, making no sound.

In the huge yard, the only sound was the violent sound of chopping firewood.

Under the sun, a whole mountain of firewood was chopped.

It's like I don't feel tired.

Inside the house, the fox demon who had been standing by the window, watching, gently lowered his eyes.

The bright white fingers curled up slightly.

Silent and silent.

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afternoon.

The originally sunny sky suddenly turned dark.

Huge dark clouds gradually gathered in the sky, and the wind in the mountains became much stronger.

It blows away the sultry heat left by the morning sun and also makes the leaves on the trees droop.

The wind blew loudly, blowing the grass on the roadside, and I bent down.

The monk stood at the door, his cassock fluttering in the strong wind.

He stood, still showing no intention of leaving.

Close your eyes and read the scripture silently.

It seemed that we had to wait until someone inside opened the door.