Daily life since I picked up the little fox demon

Chapter 43 The Fisherman's End Is Here
"Working to pay off debts?"

The little fox was still dazed.

This kind of thing is too far away for a fox demon who has just entered the world and turned into an adult.

"You don't need to think about it now, there is a bureau to support you now, but you'd better learn how to live in the human world as soon as possible."

Looking at the colorful neon lights and night lights of high-rise buildings in the distance, Ling Xi slightly raised her eyebrows like misty clouds, as moving as a beautiful crescent moon on a clear night.

The girl softly spit out the second half of the sentence,

"No matter what, sooner or later you will live alone in this world. Before that day comes, learn as much knowledge as possible."

"Oh." The little fox replied.

She didn't talk back this time, for some reason, she could hear a heavy tone in Lingxi's tone.

A cross wind blew, blowing Ling Xi's long dark blue hair and blowing it together with the little fox's snowy hair. The figures of two girls, one big and one small, intertwined into a moving phantom on the top of the bridge.

Ling Xi asked softly: "Why do you like that human so much? Is it because he saved your life?"

"Maybe there's a reason for that, but I don't know why."

The little fox turned her head to look at a certain direction in the distance, which was the place where she and Lu Yiming first met.

The moment she was picked up by a stranger, she opened her eyes and took a look at him. At that time, she wanted to escape, but she couldn't move because of the serious injuries all over her body, so she could only let him pick her up.

Thinking about it now, luckily she didn't run away, otherwise she wouldn't have met the young master.

The girl straightened the hat on her head, with an age that didn't match her supposed mentality and appearance, showing a slightly sloppy and mature smile.

"When Lili was picked up by the young master, when she opened her eyes, she found that she had come to an unknown place. She was very panicked and uneasy."

"At first Lili scratched the young master, but the young master still smiled at me and fed me food and water every day."

"One night by accident, Lili saw the young master sitting on the bed in a daze, doing nothing. Such a young master looks very lonely."

"It seems that he was thrown in the corner of the world, locked in a closed box, and abandoned by the world."

"If it's such a person, he won't hurt Lili, right?"

"That's why Lili wants to bring the young master out of the box."

Ling Xi suddenly discovered that this fox would subconsciously use the third person when talking about Lu Yiming, and would use the No.1 pronoun when communicating with himself or others.

It's not a deliberate show of cuteness, but an expression of intimacy.

The girl sighed in her heart.

Could it be that they are really beating mandarin ducks?
When Ling Xi was thinking about whether to explain the situation of Fox and Lu Yiming to Sister Qiu, suddenly there was a sharp scream from a distance.

Ling Xi and the little fox looked at each other with solemn expressions, the next moment Ling Xi hugged the little fox, turned into a blue shadow, and disappeared on the top of the bridge.

The fish species in the Qianjiang River are particularly rich and of excellent quality. Therefore, even though the city issued new regulations in the first half of the year to ban fishing for a year, there are still many fishermen who sneak out to fish in the middle of the night.

Anyway, the urban management and the police don't have that much time to search for people along the long river bank in the middle of the night.

In the past two days, in order to prevent the fishermen from fishing, the urban management actually released nonsense saying that there are serial killers who only kill fishermen, and posted bloody photos with mosaics.

Ghosts believe it.

However, the effect is still there, and the fishing is quite a lot less.

But there are still some fishermen who say that I just want to fish, and who can stop me.

A folding chair, bucket and fishing tackle can make a fisherman sit at night until the sky turns white.

It's only nine o'clock, and people are already looking for positions, ready to fight until dawn.

Lao Li is just one of the many fishermen. He is busy cleaning up the weeds around him, and he is going to clear out a reclining seat so that he can make a nest later.

A familiar fisherman passed by him with a smile, and said with a smile, "Lao Li, I heard that you caught a 3-jin crucian carp king yesterday? Can you let me see it?"

Lao Li replied with a smile: "It's already sold, and it sold for a hundred dollars. If you want to see the photos, I can show you."

"Forget it, what's the point of the photo, I'll catch one bigger than yours at night."

"come on."

The two greeted each other and passed each other. Fishing is a job that needs to be calm and calm. Having a companion disturbing it will reduce the success rate of catching fish.

After everything was ready, Lao Li sat on a folding chair, held the boom, closed his eyes leisurely, felt the cool breeze blowing from the river at night, and waited for the fish to take the bait.

Suddenly, there was a sound from the haystack behind him, as if someone had walked over.

Lao Li didn't open his eyes, anyway, he should be a fellow, right?
It's been a long time since I saw the city management, and those people also found that the fisherman can't stop.

Fines and detention are useless.

After I released it, I continued to fish. Who can control me?

But the sound of footsteps seemed a bit strange, as if they were dragging something, was it fishing tackle?

"Dude, do you need my help?"

Lao Li opened his eyes and turned his head to look at it. Suddenly, his cool body, which had been blown by the river wind, became even colder.

What did he see?
click, click, click
On the quiet river bank, a tall figure came in through the woods, and seemed to be holding something in his hand.

Why does the object being lifted look so much like a person?

A word popped up in Lao Li's mind—a serial killer who specializes in killing anglers?

Lao Li stood up tremblingly, wanting to escape, but he found that he couldn't move.

In such a quiet environment, the eerie voice was so clearly audible, it was creepy, not to mention that tall figure was walking towards Lao Li step by step.

He wanted to call for help, but the voice was stuck in his throat and he couldn't get it out at all.

"Lao Li, what are you doing? What kind of pose are you posing? Are you not fishing anymore?"

Suddenly a voice sounded from the side, and before Lao Li was happy, he saw an even more terrifying scene.

The tall figure picked up a stone from the ground, threw it out, and immediately exploded the head of the fisherman who came over.

The decapitated corpse swayed for a while before spurting out a large amount of blood, and then fell to the ground.

Blood even poured on Lao Li's head. The extreme fear finally overwhelmed the suppression of some unknown force, and Lao Li shouted at the top of his lungs: "Help! You killed me!"

But it was just such a second, and the next moment, Lao Li's consciousness suddenly turned into nothingness.

A small stone pierced his forehead.

The tall figure walked over and picked up the corpses of Lao Li and another fisherman.

This foraging is over.

Just as the tall figure was about to leave, a green arc pierced the night sky, piercing towards the tall figure with the sound of blasting air.

The tall figure turned around and swung his huge arm, and punched out, and the raging wind of the fist immediately blew the stabbing object backwards.

The emerald green arc finally landed lightly not far away, revealing the figures of Ling Xi and the little fox. The two looked at the monster opposite with extremely solemn expressions.

"found it."

(End of this chapter)