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Chapter 295 White Fox and Hunter

"This one star is still for that poor and innocent princess. If it weren't for her, I would have given you zero stars." Holland held up a cup of fresh mint tea, which was still hot, with strands of mint floating on it. Light smoke.

He took a deep breath of the tea fragrance, which lifted people's spirits.

The man in the fox mask didn't expect this to be the result. He was even more dissatisfied with Holland's action of ignoring him and focusing on drinking tea, but he still asked, "What's wrong?"

Xiaoxi finished eating the steamed buns, wiped her hands, stood up, paced around, and said with a smile, "I'll tell you a story too."

At the beginning, the little white fox who was also going down the mountain accidentally stepped on the trap and cried out in pain.It was afraid that the sound would attract other animals, so it immediately suppressed the pain.

But the hunter with the trap still heard it, and he walked over looking for the sound.

The hunter saw the snow-white little fox, so cute in a patch of grass.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the little fox raised its ears, and stared at the hunter with vigilant eyes, as if saying don't come over, and bite you.

It turned out to be a spiritual fox. The hunter heard from the old man in the village that he could not hunt and kill spiritual animals.He smiled and walked over, squatting down to untie the trap for it.

But in the eyes of the little fox, his smile is the pride of catching something good.

When the hunter came over, the little fox was so nervous and overwhelmed that he bit the finger that the hunter stretched out in fright.

The hunter snorted and said in a soft voice as much as possible: "Don't be afraid, I'm here to let you go. Now I'm going to open this, you have to open your mouth."

The little fox whined, let go of his mouth, and licked the wound with his tiny tongue.And humming in a low voice, as if apologizing, the small appearance makes people feel pitiful.

The hunter opened the trap and checked its claws. The fur on them was stained with blood. "Fortunately, the skin is just broken, and the bones are not injured. I will bandage it for you and it will be fine."

After speaking, the hunter found some herbs nearby, crushed them, applied them on the little fox's claws, and wrapped them with big leaves. "Okay, that's fine, but you can't touch the water for 5 days, you can go."

The little fox rubbed against the hunter's feet, then walked away in three steps.

In the next few days, there will always be some fresh fruit wrapped in large leaves at the hunter's door.

His neighbor is a scholar, so he joked that he was attracted by some kind of ghost, but he just smiled and said nothing.

The hunter went up the mountain to hunt as usual.One day he heard the familiar whining sound again. He walked over to have a look, and found that the little fox was stuck in the crevice of the rock by the river.

"Why are you here? Well, it's almost recovered." The hunter stepped forward to carry it out, and checked the injured paw specially.

The little fox lay in his arms, pointed at the river with its front paws, and whined.

"Is there anything in the river?" The hunter looked towards the river, only flowing stones and occasional fish.Then he asked, "Do you want to eat fish?"

The little fox immediately nodded happily.

You can actually see longing and smiles in the eyes of the little fox. The hunter thinks it is too spiritual.He gently placed it by the river, picked up a branch from the nearby woods, and sharpened it with the dagger he carried with him.

He stood by the river and watched for a while, and then with a strong hand, the branch swished like an arrow off the string, and he forked a big fish in one fell swoop.

The little fox didn't expect the hunter to be so skillful, he was quick, accurate and ruthless.

The hunter put the fish in front of the little fox, thinking that he would also eat fish tonight, so he continued to spear fish in the river.In just a short while, he speared five big fish.

The little fox didn't eat the fish given to it by the hunter right away, but watched the hunter intently, seeing that he forked one big fish after another, and imitated humans and clapped desperately.

"Thank you for the compliment, don't you want to eat?"

The little fox thought about being rescued for the second time, and he had to find a way to pay back the favor he owed.It pushed the big fish in front of it to the hunter's feet, and whined softly, intending to return the fish to him.

The hunter couldn't understand what it said, so he tentatively asked: "You want to eat cooked ones, don't you?"

When the little fox was on the mountain, he had eaten cooked fish, and when he heard the hunter's words, the familiar smell immediately entered his mind.It couldn't hold back, its eyes narrowed, and suspicious liquid flowed from the corners of its mouth.

Seeing its greedy appearance, without further ado, the hunter cleaned up the fish by the river and washed it with river water.I picked up some dead branches in the woods and lit a fire. I threaded the fish with the branches cut by a dagger, and put them beside the fire to start roasting.

Take out the salt from the carry-on bag and sprinkle it on the grilled fish. Considering that the little fox will also eat it, I don't put too much salt.

After a while, the delicious fish was ready. He took a fish and put it on the big leaf in front of the little fox, "Be careful of burning it."

In this way, amidst the sound of running water by the river, the hunter and the little fox ate up all the fish.

Ever since he ate the hunter's grilled fish, the little fox always appeared by his side when he went up the mountain.The little fox will lead the hunter to find fresh fruits that are just ripe, and will also help him catch escaped prey.

For this reason, the hunter rewards it with a lot of grilled fish, and often makes different flavors for it to eat.

Seeing that winter was coming, the hunter was worried that the little fox would not survive the winter in the mountains, so he asked, "Winter is coming, do you want to go home with me? It will be warmer."

The little fox rolled his eyes, turned around and ran towards the woods.

Seeing its leaving figure, the hunter laughed at himself, "It belongs to the mountains and forests, and will not belong to anyone."

After clearing the fire by the river, the hunter stood up and was about to leave, but saw the little fox coming back with a bag of big leaves.

It pushed the thing to the hunter's feet, and the hunter looked at the thing on the ground and asked, "Is this for me?"

The little fox nodded, opened the leaves, and inside were some things like mushrooms and dried fruits.

"Is this what you're going to eat for the winter?" The hunter felt a little sad when he saw the contents inside. The little fox had to eat two big fish every meal to be full.How can I live if I only eat this in winter?

The little fox didn't know what the hunter was thinking, but kept pushing things to him.

"Okay, I'll put it away." The hunter accepted it helplessly, and made up his mind that he must come to the woods to see it in winter, so as not to let it go hungry.

After picking up the things on the ground, the hunter turned and left on his slender legs. He walked very fast.

The little fox followed behind, and found that he could not catch up, so he whined loudly.

The hunter immediately turned his head, took three steps and made two steps back, picked it up, and examined it carefully. "What's wrong? Did you get hurt again? Where does it hurt?"

Xiaoxi paused when she said this, and carefully glanced in the direction of the masked man.

The masked man was engrossed in listening, and when he saw her stop, he wanted to know what happened next, so he urged, "Go ahead."

"Okay." Xiaoxi continued to tell the story, but the masked man didn't notice that the tofu and Mo Nan were gone.

(End of this chapter)