The Mountain God's Little White Fox (VII)

When the mountain god finally ripped this mud fox off himself, the sky was already completely bright, bright sunlight shining on a god and a fox, making both of their wretched appearances look miserable and funny. In the past, the god of the mountain can easily use his divine power to maintain his saintly head, but now he can do, but not more than an ordinary person - after all, he used all the divine power contained in himself and the shrine last night to redirect the mountain torrent, until all the torrent into the uninhabited valley where the shrine is located, so much so that when abandoning the house to escape can only rely on their own a Both feet to run, tired enough. Unfortunately, he saved a long time glutinous rice dumplings, one did not have time to take away it. Especially in the current situation of this hungry grumbling, the thought of this major loss, the mountain gods feel the tip of their hearts aching. But the little white fox ran down with a silly smile and picked up the small package that was thrown aside by himself before, stretching his paws to untie it happily. In addition to the various small things given to it by the mountain gods, there was also a big, round, white glutinous rice dumpling in the package. "You did not forget to steal my glutinous rice dumplings before leaving!" The mountain god was simply speechless. "Look at you, it's not stealing, I've been working for you for so long, I have to settle a little bit of money for my work." The little white fox broke the glutinous rice dumpling into two halves and handed over half of it with a smile, "Here, don't be unhappy, it's our picnic time." The mountain god stared at the glutinous rice dumplings and fox dumplings with a stern face and looked at them again and again, suddenly he could not tense up, his eyes bent, and laughed out loud. Then he reached out and took the glutinous rice dumplings, and the little white fox sat in a row and ate happily. Ah, worthy of the Lord of the Mountain God's favorite dumplings. So good, so sweet. *** After the little white fox asked the god of the mountain what his plans were, the god of the mountain calmly said he disobeyed the will of heaven this time, and have to take a little punishment. For example, as the god of the mountain, but have to endure a long time in the future without the shrine to accommodate the days, can no longer accept offerings, divine power will also be sealed for some time, and during this period the gods of heaven will not help, only by the god of the mountain himself shamefully begging mortals around to help rebuild the shrine to do. "As a god, there is no greater fall from grace than this." Speaking of which, some cracks finally appeared in the mountain god's bland face. "Huh, that's all?" The little white fox was surprised, "I thought you would be punished more heavily only." "It would have been like this, but my merits as a mountain god over the years were pretty good, and the heavenly messengers in charge of punishment seemed to be having fun at our shrine, so they gave me extra grace to let me off." The mountain god explained, "Your hair is not bald for nothing." "Aha? You mean the crows that pecked my hair ......" the little white fox was shocked, but quickly perked up again, "If so, then you owe me a huge favor?" The mountain god turned his face away and pretended not to hear. But the little white fox baba past, picking the mountain god's arm began to bargain: "As long as you sincerely ask me to help, I can accompany you to rebuild the shrine, to beg people I can also help you do, but you can no longer use me as a servant, can not just call me, offerings of glutinous rice dumplings to share half of me, and can not watch the crows peck my hair do not care, and no Can let me do this, can not let me do that ......" little white fox there Bla Bla Bla Bla said half a day, the mountain god boy finally can not stand it, a grab over the back of its neck skin: "Hey hey, your requirements are too much, please do not be so thick skin. " "Hey, hey." The little white fox smiled with a smug smile, big tail fluttering around behind him. "Between good friends, that's how you don't see each other." END Small extra Mountain God: I have an idea. Little white fox: What? The god of the mountain: you this hairball like, not for me to jerk hair is too bad. The white fox: Hmph, I said, only sell labor not sell the body. Mountain God: In the future to give you three more glutinous rice dumplings, let me jerk hair, okay? Little white fox: No. Mountain God: five. Little white fox: not good. Mountain God: seven. Little white fox: deal.