Chapter 1978 robbery (52)

  It jumped up lightly, onto the table.

   Stretch out the paws, wash them in water, and then wipe them with a towel.

   After wiping it clean, it jumped onto the bed.

   rolled and rolled onto the quilt.

   turned into a fluffy soft ball.

  The soft ball was quiet for a while, and then got under the thin quilt.

   Slowly, next to the man lying on the side.

  Cuddled in his arms, rubbing his head against him.

  The man moved.

   Immediately, hugged it tightly.

   Just like countless nights before, hugging tightly.

  The big palm landed on its neck.

   Knead lightly.

   "Woo..."

   It was small and aimed at him.

  The man seemed to be awake, but said nothing, just rubbed its head gently.

   Breathing is a little heavy.

  The fox licked his face flatteringly, and rubbed him affectionately.

  He rubbed it slowly, pinching its ears.

   also put the big tail under the legs.

  No one made a sound, but in the dark environment, the atmosphere was very warm.

  The warmth is so heart-warming.

  The fox quietly leaned against his arms.

   Quietly, without moving.

  Wrapped in the breath of his body, it is refreshing and cool, a bit like the smell of mint.

   Smells nice.

  It lowered its eyes.

  It seems that he has something on his mind.

  …

  …

  …

  The second day.

  The monk came again.

   It is still early in the morning, still amidst the lowing of cows.

   Appears outside the gate and knocks.

   One sound after another, continuous.

   "The benefactor."

  The monk held the Buddhist beads in his hands, and he was still wearing the fading cassock.

  Standing outside the door, his voice was calm and persuasive.

   "Please don't deceive yourself and others, the benefactor."

He said.

   "A monster is a monster, no matter how hard he hides, it's hard to hide his vicious heart."

   "A fox demon who harms people will surely suffer from heaven's punishment."

   "Please benefactor, think about it and hand over the fox demon."

   "Once the fox demon dies, the poor monk will leave by himself, and will never disturb you. Please cooperate with the benefactor."

  The door remains closed.

  It is latched and cannot be pushed open.

  The monk stood quietly.

  …

  …

  …

not far away.

  The land old man appeared in the woods.

   Hiding behind a big tree, leaning on the trunk, looking in the direction of the house.

   His face was full of doubts and incomprehension.

"Huh…"

   "That's weird."

  The monk stood outside the gate and did not force his way in.

   This is the first time I know the rules so well.

  He looked at it, a little confused.

  With the magic power of the monk, is it not easy to enter a door?

  On weekdays, he would kick open the door whenever he came across it, but now—

   "What's going on with this monk..."

  The land old man is puzzled.

  He didn't even think about it, what's the use of knocking on the door like this?

  Everyone from far and wide knows that that silly boy has been protecting the fox for a long time, and it hurts like eyeballs on weekdays.

  Even if other people say that the fox is a demon, he doesn't listen to it, and he is so devoted to the fox, it's as if he has got into a dead end.

   Can't get out of life and death.

  Now the monk said he would keep it, so how could that silly boy hand over the fox?

  It must be desperate, but also to protect it.

  The monk should also understand what is going on, why is he still knocking on the door like this?

  The land old man watched and peeked from afar.

"Strange…"

  …

  …

  …

  The monk stood in front of the closed gate, clasped his hands together, and twisted the beads.

  The door wouldn't open, so he just guarded it.

  Close your eyes and recite the Heart Sutra silently.

  Even if he could set up a formation to force the fox demon out, he never did so.

   Instead, wait for the people inside and send the fox out.

   personally.

  (end of this chapter)