In the end, the fox only survived until Xiaonian. It changed from a young and strong little fox to an old fox, lying lazily on Shen Xingzhi's bed, and then kept looking at the door. When Shen Xingzhi pushed the door open, he seemed to yawn, as if he had completed some task, he lay down slowly and closed his eyes.
An inexplicable feeling of panic wrapped Shen Xingzhi tightly, and he even stumbled past the door a few steps away from the bed. He hugged the fox, and found that the other's body had started to limp, as if he had no bones, and even the temperature of the blood under the fur was gradually getting colder.
His Lan Yi went like this.
The young master felt that his own soul would also go with him. No, it was Shen Xingzhi who knew that when the fox went, the little boy disappeared along with him.
Someone who loves him is the young master, but even Lan Yi has gone, who will love him
Shen Xingzhi hugged the fox's body, and didn't mind if it was broken. The little dad who noticed something was wrong all day and night was startled when he opened the door and looked. The young man who seemed to be frozen in age began to have fine lines visible to the naked eye on his face.
The servants who followed Shen Xingzhi called him obediently, seeing those dull eyes looking at him, he couldn't help shaking his body, feeling relieved when Qin Huai was beside him: "Little... little master..."
Hearing someone calling himself, Shen Xingzhi raised his head in confusion, and when he saw Qin Huai at the door, he became emotional all of a sudden: "Little dad, I beg you, let me save Lan Yi, please? I'm willing to return the inner alchemy to you." He, sir, please help him."
He didn't want to be immortal, he didn't want to be beautiful. He was still afraid that he would become ugly, but thinking of the future without Lan Yi, he felt even more terrifying.
No one called him anymore, no one coaxed him patiently without minding his cold face, no one endured the pain to comfort him, no one was willing to exchange his life for his own.
Shen Xingzhi wanted to hug the fox tightly, but he was afraid of breaking him. He looked around, feeling that this place was both familiar and strange. He wanted to cry a little, but he couldn't cry.
Without Lan Yi here, who else would wipe his tears because of him
He misses his big fool. The little boy thought.
Seeing Shen Xing like this, Qin Huai couldn't bear it, he hesitated for a while: "Chang Ge is in the yard now, you go and beg him, maybe there will be help?"
The rumored Bone Carver has superb abilities, and is famous for his unique skill of "carving bones". People tout the Bone Carver as unique, and the ability to bring the dead back to life has never been heard of before.
"Yes, I'll beg Mr., I'll beg him."
Shen Xingzhi, who cherished his own image the most, staggered to the front of the Bone Carver's yard, and when he reached out to push the door, the door didn't move at all. He could only kneel in front of the door, and shouted loudly: "Shen Xing, please come to see Mr., please Mr. Save Lan Yi."
But he waited and waited, but the door never opened.
It was as if he had returned to his childhood, and at this moment he was the same as he was then, with a hoarse voice and dull eyes, but he was still stubbornly unwilling to lower his volume: "Shen Xing came to see Mr. before, please save him."
How can Shen Xingzhi at this time see the slightest bit of wind that was as sharp as grinding
The young little son stubbornly hugged his mother's feet, screaming, thinking that the other party could hear his cry and open his eyes to look at him again; ten years have passed in the blink of an eye, and the little boy is no longer a little boy, But still the same as before, shouting persistently, hoping that the other party can save his fox.
He really knew he was wrong, and he was willing to give him anything in exchange.
The scenery is beautiful, but Shen Xingzhi feels that he has never been so desperate, just like when he fell into the quagmire at night, he was dirty. Crying and wiping away his tears, he called his father and mother, but no one paid attention to him.
It seems that something has been forgotten, but Shen Xingzhi knows that he will never find a demon as good as Lan Yi again in this life.
Not anymore.
The long-awaited door finally opened, and what came out was not the Bone Carver, but his little apprentice. The little boy stood in front of the door blocking his way, his smile was so beautiful but it made Shen Xingzhi feel cold, and every word he uttered made him feel dizzy.
"Master said, he knows what you asked for, but he doesn't want to help, and he can't help."
"Master confirmed with you again and again that you were the one who insisted on caring for him. If he hadn't given up on you, how could he have saved you with the most important inner alchemy of the Yaozu? If not, he didn't have to go before leaving." Suffering the deep-seated pain all the time, shortening some of his lifespan and hastening his death."
"Do you know how important Neidan is to the Yaozu, he lost a hundred years of cultivation for you, from a transformed nine-tailed fox demon to a fox that can't even compare to an ordinary fox. The proud son of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan fell into the mortal world because of you, and never got up again."
"Shen Xingzhi, you killed him."
Yes, he killed him.
His thoughts seemed to stop at a certain point, Shen Xingzhi was stunned to see the little apprentice returning to the yard, the pricking and cold touch of his palm made his eyes ache.
After all, he still lost Lan Yi.
How could he not know how important Neidan is to Yaozu, but he selfishly thought that as long as Lan Yi saved him, it would be fine if he survived, no matter what he would do.
The results of it? In the end, he paid the price, and that was the loss of his fox.
It would have been great if Lan Yi hadn't met him in the first place. The fox who looks like a handsome son, failed to meet the wolf-hearted Lord Rabbit, how could he be tired by the other party, and even risked his life in the end.
He didn't even have time to tell Lan Yi that he liked it, this silly fox just went there.
Unprepared, silent, just looked up at him and then closed his eyes, never being able to open them again.
Tears gradually wet the fox's tarnished hair, Shen Xingzhi blinked, trying to take a look at the fox, but his vision had long been blurred. He thought how he was so ruthless in the first place to tear off the fox's jade pendant, and then send him to carve his birthday.
If you don't think about it and don't love it, you won't be so kind to him and take a life for him.
That night, Shen Xingzhi's eyes were wide open, and he still held a sliver of fantasy that the silly fox could appear again to make him fall asleep, and this time he said anything, he had to take a good look at the appearance of this big silly guy.
He wanted to take the initiative to pull the fox's hand, tell him how sad he was, and tell him that without him, he would no longer be the little boy who was held in the palm of his hand.
He also wanted to hug the fox and tell him that he liked him and was willing to be his wife, and let him go back.
But one night passed, and Shen Xingzhi really couldn't wait for his fox anymore.
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In fact, I didn’t like him when I first thought of this character design. Even though he was quite pitiful when he was young, it still couldn’t change his selfish nature. How nice the fox was, he liked him from the first time he saw him, but he was always thinking of himself. Although this is really human nature, only when you are particularly good will you remember the goodness of others. How much does he like foxes? Not necessarily, what he likes is nothing more than the endless pampering of the fox, only at this time he is still a young man; he pitifully distributes the few favors to the fox. It's a bit scumbag, but he likes it only so much, but no matter what the purpose is, he also gave it to the fox.