Becoming a fox fairy from Liaozhai

Chapter 741 Sending Letters

Chapter 741 Sending Letters

The shrine of the shaman's family was filled with the aroma of incense, so rich that it seemed like heavy water vapor that would seep into clothes and hair.

The old man lit incense and candles and worshiped the old Bodhisattva in the temple.

The statue of the old Bodhisattva had a gloomy face, which made the old man feel frightened.

"Old Bodhisattva, where did that evil spirit come from?"

"It's a fox."

There was no sound in the temple, but the old man heard the words of the old Bodhisattva.

He muttered to himself, "No wonder he is so cunning that he even knew to hide in the old scholar's house, making us go there in vain."

"Old Bodhisattva, don't worry. I have asked San'er to wait near his house. If the fox escapes, he will be dead."

The old Bodhisattva had no other response, and the old man didn't dare to say too much. He could only bow and leave the temple.

The eldest and second sons were waiting outside. They took two steps to support the old man and asked, "Dad, what did the old Bodhisattva say?"

The old man shook his head.

"The old Bodhisattva said it was a fox demon. Although the demon was not caught, we can't just let it go. Since they trust the old scholar so much, they can just wait for him to exorcise the evil spirit for them."

"But will the evil spirit attack again?"

The old man's eyes flashed with a sinister light, and he lowered his voice and said, "Why do you care whether the evil spirit takes action or not? As long as something happens, what does it matter whether it is the evil spirit or not?"

"That's right." The two sons tasted the meaning, looked at each other and smiled strangely.

The old man waved his hand and said, "Control your expression. If you have nothing else to do, go and help San'er. If the fox demon leaves the old scholar's house, kill him right there!"

The two sons agreed, and when the old man went into the room to sleep, the second son muttered, "Let us go help the third son? The third son is more capable than us, what's the point of us going?"

The eldest brother pushed him and said, "Stop being lazy. Dad is more capable, he still needs the three of us to help him."

Taking advantage of the night, the two returned to the old scholar's home and met up with the third brother.

The three brothers each guarded a direction, waiting for the fox demon to appear.

Neither the three brothers, the old father, nor even the old Bodhisattva, had ever thought that the fox demon had originally lived in the old scholar's house.

This old stubborn man looked down upon such matters of gods and ghosts, and always dismissed them as nonsense. Because he was originally a scholar who had studied the classics all his life, he had a strong character, and he had cultivated a bit of the integrity of a scholar, and he was well-respected, so the old Bodhisattva could not do anything to him.

The fox demon hid in his house. Although it escaped the old Bodhisattva's pursuit, it was asking for trouble and could not stay there for long.

"This old man, he's not sleeping at this hour, isn't he afraid of dying?"

The old scholar is not afraid of dying of old age. As he is old, he sleeps less and has nothing to do. He devotes himself to reading and enjoys himself.

After just a moment's reading, the old scholar let out a heavy breath and sighed, "It is a waste of words to use a rule as a talisman."

Sun Wenyuan was licking his wound carefully, but his heart skipped a beat when he heard the words. He couldn't pretend to be deaf and dumb, so he showed up, hid in the shadows, bowed and thanked him: "Thank you for saving my life, sir."

The old scholar glanced at him and asked, "Why don't you listen to my advice?"

Sun Wenyuan said, "The little fox received instruction from the master, and was taught by the celestial fox. He trained in the Fox Courtyard, obeyed the instructions of the fox fairy, and was determined to drive out evil spirits with righteousness. He was just trying to test the old ghost, but he was chased all the way back. If it weren't for the master's rescue, he would have died outside now."

The old scholar asked curiously, "Who is Tianhu, and where is the Fox Courtyard?"

Sun Wenyuan explained his origins to him, told him the story of Fox Courtyard, and promoted the grace of Goddess Taishan and the righteousness of Master Gong.

"In this case, Gong Mingfu also made great contributions to education."

"Master Gong has educated the wild fox, enlightening the ignorant with wisdom and reason, and he really deserves the credit for educating people."

Sun Wenyuan said curiously, "Sir, you have always been very rude to ghosts and gods. I thought you were going to kick me out."

The old scholar said, "I saw you when you were digging a hole in my corner. Since you came here, in addition to secretly learning Chinese characters, you have also driven away rats and insects and swept the dust from my shabby house. I don't like ghosts and gods, but there are too many people who use the names of ghosts and gods to pretend to be gods. You are also half of my student, and you haven't harmed anyone, so why should I kick you out?"

Sun Wenyuan had not expected the old scholar to be so insightful. He was so grateful that he knelt before him and said, "Thank you very much, sir. Since you saved my life, please do me another favor."

"What's the deal?"

"Send me a letter."

The three sons of the sorcerer's family waited until dawn but still did not see the fox. After dawn, they had nowhere to hide and had to go back.

Not long after, the man who brought food to the old scholar went out with the basket and came back with the basket to the home of a brother in the clan.

The brother quickly drove the ox cart to the market.

After many twists and turns, Kang Wen received a letter for help at night. When he opened it, he found that it was from his former classmate Sun Wenyuan. He then took the letter to report to Gong Mengbi.

Gong Mengbi smiled and said, "It's a little later than I thought, but it's not bad."

He looked at Kang Wen and asked, "Do you think we can help?"

Kang Wen said: "In my opinion, of course we should help, but we can't go first, otherwise if the news gets out, I'm afraid everyone will do the same thing."

Gong Mengbi nodded and said, "It is not advisable to rush ahead and take risks. I can save people once, but not a second time. But last time I gathered the foxes, I said that although I can't help them develop the grasslands, I can give them some advice."

Gong Mengbi dipped his brush in ink and personally wrote a reply letter to Sun Wenyuan, giving him some tips on how to deal with evil spirits and monsters.

Kang Wen said: "I'll have someone send it to him right away."

Gong Mengbi shook his head: "It will be too late if you send him there. He is seriously injured. I'd better trouble Mr. Qing to do it for him."

Mr. Qing walked out from the shadows, and Kang Wen didn't see how he appeared.

After taking the envelope, Mr. Qing bowed. His tall shadow, carrying the scent of wood, disappeared in front of the door somehow.

Kang Wen looked at the direction where Mr. Qing left, with a look of envy on his face. He looked at Gong Mengbi and said, "Sir, Mr. Qing's Taoism is so high that I can't understand it."

The tone of her voice had some of the daughter's coquettishness and complaints. Gong Mengbi laughed and said, "You are cultivating your way, and he is cultivating my way. What is there to envy?"

"I taught you these skills. You don't have to rush. Take your time. You will eventually get out of this situation."

Kang Wen was satisfied, and left with a smile and a bow.

When she walked out, Gong Mengbi was tuning the zither in the fox house. It was the plum blossom zither of old man Qixiu.

Gong Mengbi plucked the strings of the zither. Although this zither, which was soaked in time and love, had briefly left its owner, it could now sing again.

Compared with the new zither made by Gong Mengbi using golden spider silk, the plum blossom zither has a more vicissitudes of life and free and easy aura.

Kang Wen walked slowly and stood at the door and listened for a while. He could tell that Gong Mengbi was in a very good mood.