Start practicing from Mr. Fox

Chapter 34: Ghost Fisherman

"It's nothing, really. I just watched him fishing and made a bet with him that he wouldn't take the bait. Who would have thought he wouldn't catch a single fish all night."

Mr. Su floated in the air, not taking it seriously, but he couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

"that is it?"

Miss Bai frowned, not understanding what was so gratifying.

It was Chen Ji who suddenly realized.

This is due to the strange desire to win among the anglers.

But thinking about the words that the old master cursed at, Chen Ji always felt that things were not that simple, so he spoke tentatively.

"Mr. Su, did you say anything at that time?"

"Well, I did recite a poem."

"What poem?"

"The night is still, the water is cold and the fish don't eat. The boat is empty and returns in the moonlight."

Mr. Su spoke slowly.

Chen Ji's mouth twitched.

No wonder the old abbot used the word "cheat".

Using this kind of rhetoric when fishing for others is not just cheating, it is simply unscrupulous.

The old abbot can still give money, which shows that he has excellent skills in cultivating qi.

If it were any other fisherman, the dispute between Confucianism and Taoism would probably be a never-ending one.

"Ahem, it's not that exaggerated actually. When I was fishing, didn't he also use magic to freeze the entire river surface?"

"We are all the same, why is he scolding me?"

Chen Ji sighed.

"Such methods are indeed comparable, but what about the hundred taels of silver?"

"When the ice was about to break, I recited the line: 'An old man in a straw raincoat and straw hat, fishing alone in a boat on the cold river under the snow, happened to catch a big fish on the hook.'"

"Didn't they say it can only be used once every three days?"

Chen Ji asked curiously.

"I had just become a ghost, and my spirit was still strong. I also wanted to avoid losing face, so I forced myself to use it once more."

What a damn desire to win.

Chen Ji shook his head, feeling quite helpless, but he also understood what had happened back then.

I find it more and more interesting that there is one ghost and one path.

Then he took out the selected sword and gave it to Mr. Su.

"What a sword!"

When Mr. Su saw Jian blurt out, his eyes became a little sharp.

Chen Ji asked at this time.

"What does Mr. Su need the sword for?"

"A gentleman holding a sword naturally practices with it."

Mr. Su said slowly.

"If I didn't master the sword while I was alive, I can try it when I have time after I die."

"Ghosts can also practice swordsmanship?"

"The usual method may not work, but there is a method that can."

"how?"

"We have to try again. Once it works, we'll see. Secrecy is key to success; leaks could lead to failure."

"Alright."

Mr. Su had already said so, so Chen Ji didn't ask any more questions. He left with Miss Bai and returned to where she lived.

"Miss Bai, I was abrupt about what happened that day."

As the man and the fox were walking, Chen Ji suddenly spoke.

"What's the matter?"

"Ask for your maiden name."

Chen Ji said slowly.

Miss Bai staggered and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Chen Ji's sincere look really made her unable to get angry, so she just pretended not to hear it and asked Chen Ji about what he had gained after going down the mountain.

Chen Ji picked out the important things and told Miss Bai again.

Like going down the mountain to catch ghosts, meeting Yan Chixia, and asking the judge...

"The underworld is indeed magical, and the fox does have some incense relationship with the underworld. If Lu Pan comes here, I can ask the squirrel about his cultivation for you."

"Ok?"

Chen Ji was stunned.

I've never heard of foxes having this kind of relationship.

Miss Bai smiled.

"Don't you know why the Goddess of Mount Tai travels around the world during the Ghost Festival?"

"I really don't know."

Miss Bai bowed towards the sky.

"The Goddess of Mount Tai, Lingying, is the daughter of the Emperor of Mount Tai, the Lord of Mount Tai. She leads all matters concerning foxes, commands the divine soldiers of Mount Tai, and observes the good and evil of the world. Therefore, foxes are also subject to her command."

"Having this relationship, one is naturally closer to the underworld."

Chen Ji was stunned, he never thought that the fox demon could have such a deep background.

No wonder Fox is at an upper-middle level among demon cultivators.

With such a background, he should indeed have this status.

"You go on."

Chen Ji continued to speak. When he heard that Chen Ji had learned a new technique, he was amazed and exclaimed that his speed was much faster than that of some Taoist priests in famous mountains and grand temples.

"You don't need to use your magic to dispel misfortunes lightly. Disasters are part of human fate. Small disasters can be dispelled, but big disasters can't escape. Do you understand?"

"understood."

Chen Ji nodded silently.

This is something Yan Chixia has never said. I'm afraid even he himself doesn't know it. I can mention it if we have a chance to meet in the future.

When talking about Sister Sun, Miss Bai couldn't help but shake her head and sigh that she was a miserable person.

When she heard that a three-story house was bought for ninety taels, her brows furrowed slightly.

"There's something strange about this. I'm afraid something's wrong in the house. There's a fox inside... Mr. Chen, what are you laughing at?"

Miss Bai was halfway through her words when she saw Chen Ji's expression and couldn't help but ask.

"The only thing wrong is that there's a demon or ghost taking over. Ordinary people can't live there. Could it be that foxes are afraid of demons or ghosts?"

"really."

Miss Bai was stunned for a moment, then shook her head.

"You actually forgot that foxes are also demons and ghosts. We really shouldn't be afraid of them. This is great."

Miss Bai nodded repeatedly and continued to talk about the herbal medicine shop.

"It's late today. Tomorrow I'll have Fox pack up the remaining herbs in the mountains and bring them down the mountain. I'll have to trouble Mr. Chen to come back later."

"Indeed, I don't know if there is any way to make it easier to go back and forth."

Chen Ji looked at Miss Bai.

"I wonder if Miss Bai has any skills like the talisman boat?"

"There is nature."

Miss Bai nodded.

"But this kind of magic requires a very high level of cultivation. I'm afraid your current level of cultivation is not enough to perform it."

Chen Ji was immediately deflated.

Do I really have to climb mountains every day?
"That's not necessary. The Fox Tribe also has light body skills. This type of skill doesn't belong to cultivation techniques, but I can teach it to you."

“Although I can’t travel a thousand miles a day, it’s enough to travel around here.”

"You won't get on all fours like a fox, will you?"

Chen Ji asked nervously.

If this is the case, it is better not to practice.

"Of course not. I'm just teaching you to walk lightly and healthily, just like I used when I brought you here that night."

"it is good!"

"Then come up and I'll show you around."

The white girl raised her wrist.

Chen Ji put it on through his clothes.

Although it seemed to be the same last time, it was Miss Bai who caught me and I didn't have time to feel it before it came.

Now, he could clearly feel the faint chill emanating from Miss Bai's wrist. It was different from the usual coldness, more like...

"The moonlight is revealed."

Miss Bai responded to Chen Ji's thoughts and spoke lightly.

"You already know how to observe the Qi. Look closely at my body and see how the Qi flows."

"Good...hiss!"

As soon as Chen Ji finished speaking, Miss Bai took a step forward.

Chen Ji felt the same feeling as last time, but this time he suppressed the discomfort and used the Qi-gazing technique, only to find that Miss Bai's legs seemed to be surrounded by a green aura like the wind, and every step she took was like the wind sweeping away the white clouds.

Miss Bai herself was relaxed and not affected at all.

The scenery on the side kept passing by, and the voice of the white girl sounded with the sound of the wind.

“Try to feel the breath of the wind.”

"Breath of the wind?"

An idea flashed through Chen Ji's mind, but he had no idea what to do. The method taught by the Taoist in his dream was completely useless at this moment.

Whenever I tried it, the wind would immediately fill my nostrils and make me sneeze.

The white girl frowned and slowed down.

"I can call the wind and fire, and control fire all night long, but I can't feel the breath of the wind? Strange! Empty your mind and breathe with me!"

This time, Chen Ji tried to breathe and indeed, he could sense the breath of wind.

When I closed my eyes again, I could feel the flow of the wind in the air more clearly. It was as if I was floating in the wind, easily able to control it and float away.

After a long time, Miss Bai landed with Chen Ji.

Finally standing on solid ground, Chen Ji still felt as if he was flying, his heart pounding with excitement.

And a page was quietly turned in the Strange Stories.

"Fox-transmitted technique"

"Chen and Yansheng traveled to Qingliang Mountain, discussing the art of magic, and were undefeated. Meeting the abbot, they realized they were old acquaintances, and so they collected their debts. The abbot then gifted them with a painted-skin umbrella and sent them on their way home by boat. Impressed, Chen asked a fox about the technique, but the fox didn't know how either. So Chen then taught the fox the art of teleporting. After a long pause, Chen couldn't figure it out, and the fox became angry, saying, "How could someone who controls fire overnight not be able to control the wind?" Chen then mastered the art of teleporting, and could travel a hundred miles through the air."

Chen Ji was excited, but when he saw the middle sentence, he couldn't help but stare at Miss Bai.

What a fox!
If the book hadn't been so true, I would have been fooled by Miss Bai.

It seems that the fox is really cunning!

"Why is Mr. Chen looking at me like that?"

Miss Bai noticed Chen Ji's gaze and raised her eyebrows.

Chen Ji thought about it and spoke seriously.

"I still think the Fuchuan technique is better. If I improve my practice, Miss Bai, can you teach me this technique?"

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