The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 412 Xiao An! You eat meat, don't you?!
"You're not so capable either!"

"Not to mention murder and arson, how come there isn't even the slightest criminal activity! He's got such a burly physique, yet he doesn't drop a single gold coin."

After Ah Qing entered and gently persuaded him, the big white ox lay on the ground with its four legs in the air. Master Fuli raised his fox paw and slapped the ox's shoulder several times, making the ox roll its eyes in pain.

However, the white bull did not generate any wish points.

From its hat-like horns, it can be seen that the prototype of the white bull is the gentle Asian water buffalo, not the takin or the white-legged bison, those hot-tempered creatures.

Although the Asian buffalo is a giant of the bovine family, its relatively docile nature has led to its domestication and it has become a common domesticated buffalo in farmland today.

"moo"

The white ox rolled to the ground, its face full of grievance as it told Master Fuli the whole story of how it appeared.

It had only heard that there was food here, and that the quality of the food was comparable to that of the pandas at the ecological base, so it traveled thousands of miles by waterway to get here.

Moreover, what Master Fuli didn't know was that the takin had recently gone into heat in the forest. Whenever it saw a spirit beast, it would butt it and then carry it back, saying it would be used by Master Fuli to make fox meat.

It came here only to beg for food and had no intention of invading Master Fuli's territory.

"A takin... a spirit beast in the forest?" An Sheng's expression turned slightly strange, combined with the fact that the fungal parasitic beast had bought him a house.
Old Niu probably misunderstood something.

Imagine yourself as a hyperactive fox who gets itchy all over if you don't tear apart a spirit beast every day.

"Will I still have food? I'm hungry. If possible, give me some salt. I haven't had salt in a long time."

"Don't ask me, I don't provide meals. Do you have any friends who enjoy committing crimes? Introduce me to one."

What does "committing crimes and violating the law" mean?

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The crisis of encountering a ferocious beast in the classroom has been averted.

Before the students could even come over to take a picture with Niu Niu with A Qing's help, the little fox had already climbed onto the cow and was riding on its back. With a swipe of its paw, the white cow let out a "moo" and started running forward.

"Da da da--"

The cow's hooves pounded heavily on the rocky creek valley, and it disappeared from the students' sight along with the little fox.

"Ah Qing, is the little fox alright?"

Mo Yiqing stared in disbelief, glancing sideways at A Qing, who was also gazing at Niu Niu's retreating figure.

"Well, Xiao An said we're going to eat, and Niu Niu said it wants to eat too. The little one led the big one to the table." A Qing looked at Mo Yiqing, scratched her head, and said, "There shouldn't be any problem, right? It's just going to eat."

"Is that so?"

Mo Yiqing was both amused and exasperated upon hearing this, but she still had doubts about what had happened earlier.

The strange bull looked at me as if I were looking at one of its own kind, its eyes extremely human-like, as if carrying a strange glint of wisdom.

And less than twenty minutes had passed since the little fox disappeared riding the ox.

The slight tremor, like the earth shaking, came again.

The students were startled and instinctively looked around before turning their gaze to the sect's holy maiden, A Qing.

"Moo-"

The white ox, carrying two large bamboo baskets, reappeared in the valley.

The little fox stood on the broad back of the ox, facing Ah Qing and whimpering softly.

"Chocolate Ice Cream?"

When Ah Qing saw the little fox return and pull an ice cream out of the bamboo basket, she was astonished:

"You mean going to find food?"

"Did they rob a convenience store?"

"No? You brought back ice cream and iced cola for me and Momo, and you even brought back some for us?"

While A-Qing was settling accounts with the little fox, the white ox happily picked up a piece of rock salt, licked it, drank from the stream, and chewed on the wild grass by the river.

It's very appetizing when eaten with salt.

In a corner where no one was watching, the teachers and counselors all looked extremely distressed.

Ah Qing probably didn't know what the little fox had done. But they found out from the phone call.

Mr. Fuli rode an ox and pulled the dean along, speeding to a shopping mall two kilometers away, where he swiped his card for over a thousand yuan from the old dean.

Finding a vehicle is, in a sense, an epic upgrade for Lord Fuli.

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After finishing their morning classes, the students began their mountain delicacies gathering journey on their way back to the guesthouse.

"Ah Qing! Your little fox can spit out eggs!"

On the way back, the little fox lay on the broad back of the white ox, looking completely relaxed. When Ah Qing saw the big and small white ox duo, she couldn't help but go over and rub the little fox's cute face and feed him some food.

When the little fox ate a fruit with seeds, it tilted its head to the side and spat out a black seed from its mouth.

To the students, the act of spitting out seeds by the raccoon dog was nothing short of cuteness.

"The little fox's tongue is incredibly flexible!"

Cao Jiajing's eyes lit up as she increased the amount of food she fed while calling out to A Qing.

"You should feed him less! I'm afraid I won't be able to control his weight if you keep feeding him like this."

Ah Qing, who was digging for chanterelle mushrooms, was a little upset when she saw the fruit that Cao Jiajing and the others were feeding the little fox.

All of these, such as *Cowpea*, *Cat's Poop*, and *Clustered Fruit Vine*, have a sugar content between 15 and 20%.

No wonder the little fox kept munching on it.

The little fox had finished eating the basket of fruit that Aqing had picked. It had just eaten an ice cream and a cola, and now it was trying to trick the other students into eating the high-sugar fruits they had picked.

"Xiao An, wake up! You're a carnivore, not a vegetarian!" A Qing pinched the little fox in annoyance.

"It's okay, I exercise a lot. By the way, Ah Qing, have you noticed that your Sam Hui seems to always be hanging around Cao Jiajing, often showing off like a peacock with a fever."

"And then there's Liao Wenxiu," An Sheng whispered to A Qing, leaning on her shoulder.

The little fox is so cute.

How could anyone possibly guard against a little fox?

Whoever is in heat, whoever is wanton.

The little fox saw everything clearly.

"Wow, is it that exciting? Old Liao has been hanging around Ye Xiaoqian all day long. Isn't that a bit much?" A Qing looked surprised as she carried the little fox down the mountain.

Ye Xiaoqian is 1.58 meters tall.

Liao Wenxiu is over 1.9 meters tall.

If the little fox hadn't mentioned it, A-Qing would never have imagined that Liao Wenxiu had feelings for Ye Xiaoqian.

after all
If someone who is over 1.9 meters tall were to raise their head, they could probably step over Ye Xiaoqian's head without even noticing her.

"drop--"

The air conditioning in the guesthouse was turned on, and the students who had just returned from the mountain lay on the sofa like soft-bodied creatures, drinking water and not wanting to talk. Mo Yiqing hummed a little tune as she walked towards the bathroom in the dormitory on the second floor.

"Let's talk."

"It should start after tomorrow, right?" Tang You, lying on the sofa, glanced around and said.

As soon as Tang You finished speaking, the atmosphere in the guesthouse changed instantly, and everyone began to look at each other in bewilderment.

"Are they going to start a fight with the college next door?"

An Sheng, lying on the sofa to cool down her belly and thighs, looked at everyone at the guesthouse with a strange expression, then nudged A Qing's little belly and asked.

"what?"

Aqing, nudged by the little fox, sat up, glanced around, and lay back down, saying weakly:
"Nothing much. As is customary, students are asking for a day or half a day off to catch a train or plane."

"However, the number of leave slots is limited, and a considerable number of students cannot get leave and have no choice but to grit their teeth and buy expensive plane tickets to go home for the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Um"

(End of this chapter)