The Fox Spirit

Chen Changqing quickly withdrew his hand.

His lips twitched slightly. This Wang Qiaoqiao was the married woman that his predecessor had been flirting with for a long time.

But later, the predecessor discovered that the other party was flirting with many men in the town, exchanging glances and flirting.

A feeling of disgust suddenly arose in his heart, and he lost all interest in the other person.

However, the other party started to actively flirt with him, looking at him with a hint of provocation and speaking in a suggestive manner.

His predecessor had never submitted, and had long since lost interest in her.

Chen Changqing had no particular feelings for the other party.

His mind was no longer on matters of love and sex.

All he wants to do now is cultivate.

All I want is to cultivate immortality.

Chen Changqing took the letter and said calmly, "Madam Wang, I'll head back now."

After saying that, he turned and walked into his own courtyard, his steps steady and without the slightest hesitation.

As Chen Changqing entered the courtyard, he casually closed the gate, which creaked slightly.

Seeing this, the little black tiger immediately started tearing at Chen Changqing's trouser leg, scratching incessantly with its claws, and making "woof woof" sounds.

Seeing Chen Changqing looking down at it, the little black tiger immediately gestured with its paws, meaning to say something.

There's something very important we need to discuss inside.

Chen Changqing nodded, led the little black tiger into the main room, and closed the door behind him.

The room was dimly lit, with only a few rays of sunlight streaming in through the windows and illuminating the floor.

The little black tiger seemed startled. It first let out a long sigh of relief, then cautiously looked outside. After confirming that no one else was around, it raised its paw and continued gesturing, "Awoo awoo."

It means that it sensed a trace of fox-like demonic energy from the woman outside, and it was a very dangerous fox-like demonic energy.

Chen Changqing was slightly taken aback, his brows furrowing: "Are you sure?"

His voice was very low, as if he was afraid of being overheard by people outside.

The little black tiger nodded repeatedly, gesturing with its paws as it cried out, "Awoo awoo..."

That means I was just in combat, and my senses were incredibly sharp; I couldn't be wrong.

Chen Changqing rubbed his temples, pondering to himself.

The little black tiger, following its predecessor, had encountered many powerful demons while working as a servant in the Immortal Spirit Cave.

Among them was a fox spirit who had taken human form.

Little Black Tiger wouldn't lie to him, which means that Wang Qiaoqiao really is a fox spirit.

Thinking of this, Chen Changqing felt a slight tightness in his heart, but quickly calmed down.

Fortunately, fox spirits generally don't possess strong magical powers, and most of them don't have a strong desire to kill.

She simply enjoys absorbing men's yang energy to enhance her own cultivation.

They generally don't kill unless it's a critical moment.

Chen Changqing pointed outside and asked in a low voice, "What is their specific cultivation level? How strong is their demonic energy?"

The little black tiger gestured, "Awoo awoo." It meant that the fox spirit's demonic aura was slightly stronger than the village head's Iron-Beaked Rock Eagle.

Chen Changqing was secretly alarmed. The demonic aura was even stronger than that of the Iron-Beaked Rock Eagle, which meant that the fox spirit was at least at the seventh level of the Lesser Demon realm.

Such a being is simply beyond his current capabilities to deal with.

This damn world is really dangerous.

It turns out my neighbor is a vixen.

A true vixen.

Should we tell the village head or our brother-in-law about this?

Tell the village head that he can't defeat the fox demon, so he should write to Dayang County for help.

Or we should just write a letter and tell my brother-in-law.

Demons at the fourth level or above have their demonic power condensed into an inner core, which is priceless.

A fox demon with the sixth level of cultivation is more valuable.

My brother-in-law would probably be very happy to bring people along.

If there are benefits, then naturally we should prioritize our brother-in-law.

Then I will write a letter tomorrow and tell my brother-in-law about it.

Chen Changqing instructed Little Black Tiger: "Just like you were outside, pretend you don't know anything. Fox spirits usually don't kill people on their own initiative."

"Awoo awoo." The little black tiger nodded obediently, indicating that it understood.

"By the way, now take out your black lotus petals," Chen Changqing said in a low voice.

"Awoo awoo." The little black tiger nodded, then spat out a petal as black as ink from its mouth, with faint black flames flickering on the petal.

Chen Changqing took the black lotus petals, extracted a few strands of soul essence from them, and then returned the petals to the little black tiger.

He turned and went to the kitchen to get to work.

……

Our gaze shifts to the outside of the courtyard.

After Chen Changqing closed the courtyard gate, Wang Qiaoqiao turned her gaze to Chen Changming standing in front of the gate, a charming smile playing on her lips, and said softly, "Master Chen."

Chen Changming waved his hands repeatedly: "I am not worthy of being called a Celestial Master, I am not worthy of being called a Celestial Master."

Wang Qiaoqiao blinked, her eyes filled with anticipation: "Master Chen, can you fix tables?"

"Yes, I know a little." Chen Changming nodded repeatedly, secretly delighted.

He had long coveted Wang Datou's beautiful and charming wife.

However, Wang Datou was a patrolman in the town and also the nephew of the village head.

He had the desire to steal, but not the courage.

Wang Qiaoqiao smiled brightly, her eyes full of expectation: "Then, could you please fix my table?"

Chen Changming puffed out his chest slightly, a happy smile appearing on his face: "Okay."

He felt extremely honored and happy to be able to help the other party in a small way.

"Thank you so much." Wang Qiaoqiao smiled radiantly, a subtle glint of light flashing in her eyes.

After saying that, Wang Qiaoqiao welcomed Chen Changming inside.

Before entering the room, Chen Changming instructed the wolfhound to keep an eye on Chen Changqing.

Moreover, if any outsiders come, they will be alerted immediately.

The two entered the courtyard, and Wang Qiaoqiao gently closed the gate.

Chen Changming glanced around, but feigned nonchalance: "By the way, where's your Datou?"

Wang Qiaoqiao sighed softly, her tone tinged with helplessness: "My husband Datou went to Dayang County. He often goes to Zuixianglou in Dayang County, and he doesn't come back for two or three days each time."

Upon hearing this, Chen Changming's heart skipped a beat.

An opportunity, a golden opportunity!

However, we shouldn't be too hasty, lest we offend the lady.

He feigned composure and said calmly, "The table over there is broken. Take me there."

"The table in my bedroom," Wang Qiaoqiao said softly.

Chen Changming quickly tidied up the table, his movements swift and efficient.

Wang Qiaoqiao looked at him with admiration, her eyes filled with gratitude: "You're so amazing! Thank you so much! Why don't you stay and have some food?"

Chen Changming feigned hesitation, a troubled look on his face: "That would be so embarrassing."

"It's alright, it'll be ready soon," Wang Qiaoqiao said with a smile, turning and heading towards the kitchen.

Fifteen minutes later.

Chen Changming and Wang Qiaoqiao enjoyed a delicious meal and fragrant wine together.

After eating and drinking his fill, Chen Changming stood up and said gratefully, "Your food was absolutely delicious!"

Thank you for your hospitality. It's getting late, so I'll be heading back now.

"Okay, I'll see you off." Wang Qiaoqiao stood up and walked towards Chen Changming.

But as soon as she reached Chen Changming's side, Wang Qiaoqiao suddenly cried out "Ouch!" and her body went limp, collapsing towards him.

Chen Changming reacted quickly, catching Wang Qiaoqiao in his arms, his face showing concern: "Are you alright?"

Wang Qiaoqiao had no strength left, and was extremely delicate. Her voice was soft and weak: "I'm just a little dizzy. I guess I drank too much. Could you please help me to bed to rest?"

Chen Changming was still pretending to be a gentleman, a troubled look on his face: "This isn't very convenient, is it?"

Wang Qiaoqiao's eyes were alluring, her breath sweet as orchids, and her voice carried a hint of pleading: "Please, I beg you."

Chen Changming's heart fluttered, and he could no longer restrain himself. He picked up the other person and headed towards the bedroom.

"oops……"

……

Chen Changqing brought out a large basin full of fragrant wild boar meat from the kitchen, brought it to the courtyard, and placed it on the stone table.

The aroma of wild boar meat filled the air, attracting the little black tiger to pounce over joyfully, howling.

One man and one tiger feasted heartily.

Chen Changqing took a bite of wild boar meat; the meat was tender and juicy, filling his mouth with a wonderful aroma.

The little black tiger wolfed down its food, its mouth dripping with oil.

At this moment, the little black tiger pricked up its ears and looked curiously at the small courtyard next to it, making "woof woof" sounds.

It asked Chen Changqing why those strange noises kept coming from the small courtyard next door.

It's strange how they change their minds, sometimes wanting it and sometimes not.

Chen Changqing rubbed the little black tiger's head, a smile on his face: "You'll understand when you grow up."

"Awoo." The little black tiger was still very curious, glancing at the tiger from time to time, its ears perked up.

The sound stopped abruptly.

Then came a voice full of apology and a bit of embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I've been in the Cloud Mist Mountains for three whole days, I'm really exhausted."