Wet viviparity

Chapter 9 Study, Wu Songzi
There are several desks in the study, with pens, ink, paper, inkstones, etc. on them.

Behind the desk, little foxes, some gray, some red, and some colorful, sat upright on stools, studying diligently by the light of candles in the room, just like humans.

In the study, there were three or five rats, walking with their hands folded like humans. They shuttled between the desks, serving tea, fanning and cutting candles, and were very busy.

That Rat Four was among them.

While he was busy in the study, he looked at Old Master Hu who was sitting at the top.

He knew that his grandfather loved the sound of reading the most and was always in a good mood at this time. If he spoke at this time, he would definitely be agreed.

But even so, Shu Si didn't dare to speak rashly.

He simply took a palm-leaf fan, stood beside the old master, quietly fanning him with cool breeze, and occasionally refilled the cup of tea and handed over a piece of fresh fruit.

"Rat Four!"

After taking the third sour fruit, Old Master Hu endured the pain in his teeth and finally asked the rat servant who clearly said "I have something on my mind".

"Why are you so worried today?"

"Old Master!" Shu Si fanned himself, trying to appear calm, and said, "Recently, I accidentally met a knowledgeable flying monster in the mountains.

Thinking that the old man usually appreciates and cares for these kinds of spirits, I thought of asking you for a cup of spiritual tea for him."

"I thought it was something!"

The master casually pointed to the teapot on the table and said, "What's wrong with giving him a cup? Don't you rats drink less every day?!"

Shu Si flattered him obediently, "Grandpa has always been kind and generous. He allowed me to dissolve my transverse bones and open my tongue, but I cannot be your master."

Old Master Hu looked at Shu Si with a bit of surprise and sighed, "I didn't expect that your third brother's misfortune would make you grow up a lot.

But your ability to open up your tongue is not just the result of a cup of tea.

Like the tiger spirit on the shady side of the mountain, when he asked me for a cup of magical tea, he started to stutter when he spoke, which was extremely funny. "

"This"

Shu Si was in a dilemma for a moment.

He only thought that a cup of spiritual tea was enough to refine his horizontal bone, and he had no idea that he was able to speak quickly because he often picked up the leftover tea from the fox creatures.

"How about this!

You bring the flying monster in later and let me test it.

It just so happened that Tuer had always wanted to recruit a flying spirit in the mountains to serve as his personal companion.

If your friend is qualified, let him have a try."

Hearing this, the rat's four paws trembled and he almost spilled the tea.

Even after leaving the study, Shu Si was still uneasy, not knowing whether he should tell the black bird of prey what the old man had said.

"Well, let's see how he treats me."

On the nearby grass slope, Ji Ming was getting really anxious waiting. He already regretted letting Rat Si go back.

If the other party never comes back, or even finds a few helpers from the Hu family, then wouldn’t all his work be in vain?

"Your Majesty!"

Shu Si called from afar.

Ji Ming greeted her warmly, without any trace of regret on his face.

He raised a paw and quickly scratched a few white marks on a slate panel on the slope. Shu Si took a closer look and could barely make out the three seal characters "Wusongzi".

Ji Ming looked at the three big characters with pride, thinking that in ancient times there was the immortal Chisong, and now there is him, the little monster Wusong.

"Wusongzi, this is the magic tea given to you by your grandfather."

Shu Si picked up a small earthenware bowl and presented it to Ji Ming.

"Gah~"

Ji Ming chirped, signaling Shu Si to put down the tea bowl, and then spread his wings and pushed Shu Si forward. Shu Si didn't know what was going on, but suddenly his nose twitched and he smelled a sweet fragrance. He looked again and found a nest of beehive in front of him.

He looked at Wusongzi in disbelief, confirming again and again that this was the other party's return gift to him.

While Shu Si was eating heartily, two bees had fallen into the small earthenware bowl and were helping Ji Ming test the poison in the tea.

There was no way. The precious eye was temporarily out of function, so Ji Ming naturally had to be more cautious.

Although this insect poison testing method is crude and has great limitations, it can still be used as a temporary method.

After making sure that the bee was fine, Ji Ming extended his beak, pecked at the tea, and drank it in small sips, making sure not to splash water and waste the spiritual tea.

The so-called transverse bone does not refer to a real bone, but rather refers to the blockage in the throat and tongue that cannot be dissolved.

This cup of spiritual tea went down his throat and soaked into it. Ji Ming felt his breathing became much smoother, and then he began to try to make sounds.

"Ah, oh, goose, clothes, black, fish"

The mouse spread out its four paws to grab the oozing beeswax block and licked it non-stop, until it was all over its body and its hair became sticky.

He succumbed to the delicious food, forgot his previous unpleasantness, and spoke out the words that Old Master Hu asked him to convey one by one.

Ji Ming didn't expect that Shu Si not only brought back spiritual tea, but also found a job for him. He immediately felt that this big rat was much more pleasing to his eyes.

“Spiritual tea.”

When Shu Si heard these awkward words, he suddenly felt a little scared. He didn't care about the delicious food in his mouth and hurried to explain.

Upon hearing that he needed to drink more of the spiritual tea in order to dissolve the transverse bone and penetrate the tongue orifices, Ji Ming immediately said that ignorance is not a crime, which made Shu Si very grateful.

Rat Four didn't know that his performance, in Ji Ming's eyes, was just a typical "Stockholm Rat".

This symptom of the victim developing an emotional identification with the perpetrator and forming a harmonious relationship with him when facing extreme threats was not something Ji Ming intended.

But one thing is undeniable, in Ji Ming's subconscious mind, he acquiesced to Shu Si's psychological changes. After all, this was extremely beneficial to him.

"Exam Content"

Jiming asked.

"Grandpa is fond of literature and hates martial arts. I guess he will test you on some articles and classics."

Ji Ming had no idea of ​​this, but he was unwilling to give up this great opportunity.

If you can stay by the side of the young master of the Hu family, you will be able to gain a lot of knowledge about demons and about spiritual practice through learning from him.

Knowledge is his biggest shortcoming, making him like a wanderer outside the mysterious door in this world, unable to enter.

"Tell me about the Hu family situation."

When talking about the Hu family, Shu Si was full of pride, and his expression was full of honor.

"Grandpa Hu came from the 'Tianhuyuan', which is the place where gods and gods are, a mysterious place of practice, and a holy place respected by foxes all over the world.

It has been several decades since my great grandfather came to this mountain and established the "Hengshan Fox Society". Countless foxes have been taught in this society.

Although there are no students like Master who have passed the assessment and been promoted to the Student Fox Academy in Hengshan Fox Society, it can be said that Hengshan is full of students. "

"Student?"

"That's right, student."

Shu Si said with envy: "This Heavenly Fox Courtyard was built in Gaoli, Mount Tai, in compliance with the order of the Queen Mother, to open up a smooth path for foxes all over the world to become immortals.

Every year, Gaoli would organize an examination. Those who passed the examination would become students and be awarded a copy of the Fox Academy's heavenly book, and from then on they would practice Taoism and become immortals.

As for those who failed, they were classified as wild foxes. Although they could practice Taoism and refine their bodies, they were still inferior in the end. "

At this point, Shu Si glanced at Ji Ming and said sincerely: "People like you should be in the community, accompanying the young master, practicing well, and achieving immortality as soon as possible."

"But I have to catch the eye of Old Master Hu first!"

In his excitement, Ji Ming actually spoke in human language in one breath.

(End of this chapter)