My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 94 Dao Zong! Demonic Fox!
The cold winter has passed and now it is spring.

It had been drizzling in Weicheng for two days, but the people had no complaints. They just started a new round of work as in previous years.

The spring rain falls, moistening all things.

A woman in Taoist robes, holding an oil-paper umbrella, walked towards us in the drizzle.

There were few pedestrians on the street, but the woman was still eye-catching and attracted a lot of curious eyes.

Taoist priests are not uncommon. Although she is a woman, her extremely beautiful and heroic face is also eye-catching.

But what was most amazing was the object that the woman was holding gently in her arms.

A white fox, as white as snow without a trace of impurities, was sleeping quietly in the woman's wrist.

The Daoist woman entered the city at this moment, closed her eyes, sniffed with the tip of her nose, and then a bright smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

She followed the scent and walked into a restaurant. The restaurant was filled with a rich aroma. The hot steam floated over the eaves, out of the restaurant, and then slowly dissipated in the sparse rain.

The waiter was busy and couldn't serve you.

She was not in a hurry. She just found a seat by the window, sat down quietly, and poured herself a cup of tea.

She put the white fox on the table. The store was noisy, but the white fox did not make any noise and was still sleeping soundly.

The woman's eyes were fixed out the window, as if she was waiting for something.

There was suddenly one more person at the table.

The handsome young man came uninvited and sat down gently. He did not look at the woman, but just looked at the sleeping white fox.

He stretched out his hand and gently poked the sleeping little fox, injecting a hint of his own breath into it.

The little fox's eyelids trembled slightly, as if it sensed something and wanted to open its eyes, but it never opened them.

"Hey."

The white fox in its sleep let out a slight whimper without opening its eyes, but its body suddenly leaped forward and opened its mouth to bite.

Just like a sleeping little animal, it senses the fragrance of food in front of it and instinctively asks for it.

There was a soft touch and a soft licking sound at my fingertips.

A hint of surprise appeared on Ye Wuyou's face.

He withdrew his finger.

The Daoist woman then turned around, pulled her gaze away from the drizzle, and looked at the man in front of her.

The two looked at each other silently.

No words spoken.

The tabletop remained motionless, but the cup of tea on the table suddenly began to ripple.

The qi of both sides locked onto each other in an instant, and an invisible battle took place on the small space of the table.

The water in the cup splashed bigger and bigger, and finally gradually tilted towards Ye Wuyou.

Ye Wuyou looked calm, but the Taoist woman's brows were filled with pride.

He hated this feeling.

Murderous intent suddenly appeared.

Two invisible ghost hands quietly emerged at this moment and moved towards the woman's neck.

But it stopped just an inch away from the jade neck and could not move forward. A hazy and illusory light and shadow flashed behind the woman.

The phantom of the Dharma image...

The struggle continued, the woman looked smug, but Ye Wuyou no longer had any patience.

"Do you like this very much, like the graceful sparring and fighting in the martial arts hall?"

"So what?" The Daoist woman said in a clear voice.

Ye Wuyou put on a smile and said indifferently.

"I'm not good at sparring."

"Oh?" The woman looked interested.

The next second, the woman didn't wait for Ye Wuyou's response.

The man suddenly jumped up, and in front of the other's astonished eyes, he grabbed the woman's carefully tied hair, and then pressed it down hard.

"Boom!"

The woman's beautiful face came into close contact with the table.

Invisible energy flashed across the forehead and the table top, preventing the fragile table top from breaking.

But even so, a dull sound was heard.

The water cup that had been swaying for a long time suddenly smashed to the ground with a loud bang.

Ye Wuyou clenched his fist and smashed it down violently, his eyes full of indifference.

At this moment, a jade hand emerged from the gap between the two of them, spread out gently, and blocked Ye Wuyou's punch that was mixed with energy with one palm.

Seems extremely relaxed.

The woman raised her head slightly, a look of disdain on her face.

Ye Wuyou remained silent, his eyes looking downwards as if indicating something.

The hand that was tightly grasping the woman's hair exerted force again and smashed down suddenly.

"Boom!"

The loud noise, which was even duller than before, finally attracted the attention of the people in the store.

The Taoist woman was trying her best to break free from the restraints. A big red and swollen bump appeared on her forehead. Her beautiful eyes were filled with anger, and she finally said through gritted teeth.

"I'm not here to kill you. I mean no harm to you."

Ye Wuyou took a step back gently, lifted the white fox by the scruff of the neck with one hand, and said something undeniable.

"I definitely didn't have any intention to kill you, otherwise you would have already died, so it would be hard to say if I had any malicious intent."

This Daoist woman was very strong. She was the only person Ye Wuyou had ever met in the Lower Three Realms who could defend himself from his ghost hand attacks.

The waiter came hurriedly at this moment, holding a menu in his hand, and carefully observed the atmosphere between the two.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and the anger on the Dao Zong woman's face suddenly disappeared.

She sat down gently, smiling in her eyes, first took the menu from the waiter, and then took the initiative to hand it to Ye Wuyou.

"Let's order first."

So she said.

……

"Steamed lamb, steamed bear paw, steamed deer tail, roast duck, roast chicken, roast goose, braised pork, braised duck, braised chicken, bacon, pork belly with pine flowers, dried meat, sausage, and assorted Su dishes."

Ye Wuyou quickly reported the name of the dish.

The look in the Daoist woman's eyes changed from indifference at first, to confusion, and finally to shock and bewilderment.

Are you feeding the pigs?
The waiter looked embarrassed and spoke hesitantly to Ye Wuyou.

"Sir, we don't have bear paws or deer tails..."

"It's okay. I'll serve all the dishes I just mentioned." Ye Wuyou said calmly.

"Oh, hi, sir." The waiter was delighted, thinking he had met an important customer.

But he was immediately called back by the beautiful Taoist woman.

"Don't listen to him. We as Taoists have precepts to follow and don't eat meat."

"So?" The waiter's heart tightened.

The woman's eyes showed a bright smile and she spoke softly to the waiter.

"Just give us two bowls of dumplings, with pork filling."

The waiter's eyes lit up and he walked away in a daze.

It took me a while to react. Didn’t I just say that I wouldn’t eat meat?

Ye Wuyou looked at the woman in front of him calmly. The fox demon was still sleeping soundly on his lap.

The patient's breathing is stable and he is not in danger of death.

Ye Wuyou finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The Taoist woman in front of him was indeed different from the other practitioners and had no intention of killing him.

Before coming here, Ye Wuyou Tianyan made a calculation.

At least the scene described by Tian Yan... does not contain any crisis.

[Dual cultivation, dual cultivation immediately! Direct dual cultivation! ]

And the narrator kept shouting in my mind to practice dual cultivation immediately...

After only a moment's thought, Ye Wuyou went straight to the point and asked.

"My current situation does not allow me to stay in one place for a long time, so the time is very short at the moment."

"Your Excellency took the trouble to find me. What is your intention?"

The Daoist woman didn't say anything at first. She just sat there lazily, with a hint of pride in her eyes as if she knew everything.

But after seeing Ye Wuyou's gradually cold eyes, he finally sat up straight and spoke in a serious tone.

"Ye Wuyou, I'm here to help you."

"I would like to invite you to join the Dao Sect."

These two sentences were completely beyond Ye Wuyou's expectations.

He originally thought that even if the other party had no ill intentions, he was still trying to negotiate some conditions with him.

help me?

Join Taoism?

If he hadn't seen the extremely serious look in the other person's eyes and the extremely sincere words, Ye Wuyou would have really thought that he had fallen into an illusion.

The leader of your Dao Sect was beheaded by Lu Qingshan!
But... there is a possibility.

"Are you a legitimate Taoist sect? Or a remote temple in the mountains or something?" Ye Wuyou asked suspiciously.

Maybe it's a fake sect with some ulterior motives...

The woman smiled unhappily, slammed her palm on the table, and looked displeased.

"My name is Fang Ning. I will not change my name or surname. I am a Taoist master of the modern era. You can check it out!"

Is it true?

Just as Ye Wuyou wanted to continue asking questions, two plates of dumplings were brought up, along with a dish of vinegar sauce.

The Taoist monk named Fang Ning had a smile on his face and a smile in his beautiful eyes at this moment, and pushed one of the plates of dumplings to the other party.

"Do you know why we eat dumplings?" Fang Ning asked.

"Because nothing tastes better than dumplings...and dumplings are cheap." Ye Wuyou said casually.

Fang Ningyu paused for a while, lowered her head and stuffed a dumpling into her mouth, then ate slowly while speaking.

"Because today is... that's all. Happy New Year."

Ye Wuyou was stunned for a while before he realized what was going on. He lowered his head and stuffed a dumpling into the mouth of the still sleeping Xiao Bailu, and at the same time replaced his fingers.

Bailu ate while sleeping, and smacked her lips before she finished.

Ye Wuyou rubbed the little fox head, and a smile finally appeared in his eyes.

"Happy New Year."

……

On the distant official road, Bai Changzai was galloping on his horse.

(End of this chapter)