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Chapter 398: Fox Demon, Xin Ge

Chapter 398: Chapter 398: Fox Demon, Xin Ge

"Afterward, the young man decided to keep the fox and raise it by his side, thinking of having a pet to relieve his boredom,"

"The young man’s master said keeping a pet wasn’t a good thing, because once feelings developed, enduring the other’s departure would be very painful; and foxes are not suitable for domestic life, urging the young man to think it over,"

The drunkard mentioned this and laughed at Jun Moyan, "The young man’s master was right; I deeply understand it because I used to have a pet... The pain and helplessness of parting by life and death are truly the most inescapable yet unbearable facts of this world."

At this point, he couldn’t help but tear up again, not waiting for Jun Moyan to say anything, he continued the story.

"The young man hadn’t thought that far ahead, he just wanted to keep the fox by his side, so he persisted in raising it,"

"That fox was really timid; even the slightest noise would startle him, and he would cry from time to time. If he got scared during the day, he would wake up several times at night,"

"Although the fox was timid, the young man gave him a rather bold name, calling him Xige, ’Xi’ with the character for fire, just like his fur, red colored. He was also a big eater, capable of devouring two roast chickens in one meal,"

"Since the fox had internal injuries, the young man’s master prepared medicinal baths for him, requiring two sessions per week. The process was particularly painful; the little fox would start yelping within just a couple of minutes and had passed out from the pain during the first two times,"

"Seeing him in pain, the young man couldn’t bear letting him soak alone, so he got a big bathtub and joined him, not that the young man felt anything, he just wanted to accompany him,"

"The fox was very touched, knowing that the young man didn’t feel the same, but it moved him, and each subsequent time, he gritted his teeth and endured, becoming braver with each session,"

"Days passed, and the fox’s injuries gradually healed, and he grew ever closer to the young man,"

"That fox was extremely clever, so smart that he didn’t seem like just any fox. Whatever the young man said, he understood. He even helped the young man collect herbs and tried to do whatever he could, though most of the time, he ended up causing more trouble." The drunkard said, laughing again, seemingly imagining the little fox’s guilty face after causing mischief.

"Every day, the young man would carry him up the mountain to gather herbs, catch wild chickens to roast for him, embrace him to sleep at night, share meals, bathe together, play and frolic together, watch the moon, inseparable. He even accompanied the young man in playing pranks on the master,"

"From then on, that small wooden cabin in the woods resounded daily with the young man’s calls for Xige,"

"Sometimes when the young man went down the mountain with his master to procure items, he would take the fox to see the big city and buy him some small toys,"

"Their bond grew stronger and stronger. Once, while the young man and the fox were gathering herbs in the mountains, they encountered a mad wild dog. The young man didn’t notice, but the fox saw it first. Without much thought, when the wild dog charged at the young man, the fox charged at the wild dog,"

"Imagine, he was so timid, where did he find the courage to charge at that wild dog?"

The drunkard said, laughing, apparently touched by the fox’s bravery.

"In the end, the fox wasn’t badly hurt, but the young man was bitten right here,"

The drunkard said, reaching for his left knee,"