Fox Demon Short Story | Flowing Water Floating Lamp 3

The little one holding the big one's horn, looking blearily at the big one's hand that string of sugar phoenix, but the big one does not give, deliberately raised high to tease the younger brother, angry at the little one flung the brother's horn, tiptoe to reach, but how can not reach, anxious on the fire look very interesting. The young man could not help but playful, turned to the little fox who has turned back into a child smiled and said, "Tonight you will be my brother." The little fox weighed the pros and cons of being a brother and pretending to be a grandfather, quickly made a decision, tilting his head and smiling a flattering face: "Brother, I want to eat a whole roast chicken." Happiness came more than the little fox wanted, it not only got a whole roast chicken, but also was led by the young Taoist priest from the street to the end of the alley back and forth several times. Although there is no shortage of teasing to blow up, but at least there are all kinds of candy man, pills, pastries stuffed full of a belly, no matter what look on what crave, the young Taoist priest are not stingy to buy. It's really like a brother with a brother. The little fox patted the round belly, happily burped a full, hand movement a shake, the net pocket of small goldfish "flutter" planted back to the water basin, the palpitations of a big bubble. "Oh, look, look, you didn't get it again." The young Taoist priest came over, at the moment he also squatted with the child in front of the large water basin filled with small goldfish, two wide sleeves fished to the upper arm, holding a skewer in one hand, a hand holding a net pocket, the duster pinned to the waist are dragged to the ground and stained with ash, not half of the so-called immortal bones to speak of. "Look at me." Said, so used to the whisk's wrist deftly turned, spinning across the water, before the small goldfish that escaped by a fluke did not realize what had happened, has been netted up Sheng, thrown into the small bucket next to it. "Awesome." The little fox said this only two points of fake horse's ass, the remaining eight points are true admiration. "Brother I am going to be a master in the future." The Taoist priest fished out a few coins from his pocket and paid the vendor across the water basin, lifting the small bucket and handing it to the little fox, his eyebrows all smug, "You learn something from me." "I can't learn this from you." The little fox took the bucket, happy to see the little goldfish fluttering in the water, "I am a demon, can not be a celestial master." The young Taoist priest took advantage of its preoccupation with watching the goldfish, finally touched the hairball-like little head, smiling with a satisfied face: "Then become a powerful fox demon." The little fox hurriedly shaved each other's hands away from the top of his head and pouted: "That's for sure." A small and a large and strolled in the street for a long time, can eat are eaten, can play are played, finally can no longer eat, play can not, all the silver money through spent. Can only find a stone bench on the river bank to sit silly and look at the sky. The moon on the eve is not round, but fortunately it is a clear day, full of stars decorated with the canopy shining bright. The wet wind on the river bank is rampant through, there is a kind of late summer will be slightly cool. The little fox first buried his head looking at the small wooden bucket in his arms, and then look up at the young Taoist priest sitting next to him, and then steal two glances at the other side of the waist that does not look good dust, stammering half a day, before asking in a small voice: "How do you do not want to take me?" "Why should I take you?" The Taoist priest's eyes glared. "Previously heard from other demons in the mountain, the Taoist priests are trying to take demons." The little fox answered honestly. "Master taught that we collect demons to collect not the form, but the heart." The Taoist priest explained, and seeing the little fox's bewildered face, he changed his words, "Do you think the city is good?" The little fox hurriedly responded, "The city is very good." "Hmm?" The Taoist priest raised his eyebrows, "Why?" "There are so many delicious and fun things to eat."