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Mountain God's Little White Fox (II)

This must be a scheme by the bad-hearted mountain god!

By Michaell BrawnPublished 2 years ago 4 min read
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This must be a scheme by the bad-hearted mountain god! The more he thought about it, the angrier the little white fox became so that he did not look kindly at the crows that were pecking at the fruit of the plum tree in the yard. As a result, they were sprayed with bird droppings by the treacherous bad crows, and the stench was overwhelming. "Damn it, you bastards, you know how to bully me!" The little white fox was so angry that the fuzzy hair on his tail stood up, but he could only watch the crows mockingly fly away. The grumpy little white fox's heart was stuffed to death. If not for the fact that the mountain gods provide three meals a day taste very good, it would have quit long ago. *** At the same time, the mountain god is in a good mood. The company's main business is to provide a variety of services and services to the public, to save themselves a lot of trouble, but also a lot of free time so that they do not have to be in front of the mortals from morning to night, can hide in the shrine to enjoy the fish rolling daze, really great. The price he needs to pay is that every time the little white fox yells to leave, take out the glutinous rice dumplings a little temptation, the other party will be good to stay, at their disposal. How to look at it is their own blood money. The good mood of the mountain gods can not help but happily hum a little song, passing through the hallway next to the atrium of the shrine, the footsteps are so light that they seem to be about to float. As for the little white fox who was sweeping the leaves at the side of the misery to cast a look of contempt ...... hahaha, do not care about it. To say that the little white fox stayed here a little benefit did not get, is also inaccurate. At least, now it can run openly all over the mountain, see the passing mountain people also do not have to quietly hide as in the past. Not only do they not have to hide, but those mortals will also respectfully salute it: "This spirit fox is the messenger of the mountain god, a divine beast that will bring happiness to people." Because every time before coming out to patrol the mountain, the mountain god will give his token to the little white fox hanging around his neck, to ward off evil and avoid danger, so that it in front of other small mountain spirits and small mountain monsters horizontal walk. Usually, when the shrine held a festival, the god of the mountain will also let the little white fox in fox form appear, to convey the oracle, to manifest the miracle. Over time, the nearby mountain people knew it and knew that it had a great relationship with the mountain god and could drive away evil spirits, so they would occasionally offer food when they encountered it. "I didn't do anything ......" The little white fox sat high up on the cliff, with two paws holding the persimmon cake given to him by the mountain people he just met and nibbled on it with a slight pain of conscience, then a violent shake of the head. No no no, I have in very hard work, helping the mountain gods do a lot of things. For example, the other day at the foot of the mountain goblins and villagers because of a dispute over the use of a pond, and the god of the mountain is sent to help mediate. Similar leisurely things mountain god usually to manage a lot, are some of the parents of the East and the West short, management up the effort and tedious, but the mountain god of these chicken and garlic never perfunctory treatment, so this mountain area can be so peaceful and calm, mortals and demons can coexist harmoniously, not like in some mountains, we usually have a lot of grudges, fight to the death, and in the end, no one can fall good. Even if the little white fox does not like to admit it, the mountain god who always likes to pretend to do the right thing is quite reliable. "Well, then I'll continue to do this (seemingly unpromising) job first." The little white fox finished eating the persimmon cake and confidently stretched a lazy back. "If it weren't for me, the mountain god's duties would not be completed as well as they are now."

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