Becoming a Fox Spirit from Under One Person.

"Dad, I want to take the civil service exam in the future."

"Huh?" Zhang Yude was taken aback and looked down at his son. "You've only been in Shandong for a few months, how come you're covered in the smell of Shandong?"

Zhang Chulan frowned slightly and analyzed seriously: "I think the world won't stay chaotic forever. Even if there are still fights in the village now, peace will eventually become the norm. We're always hiding to avoid trouble, aren't we? If I make a name for myself in the government, I'll be working for the country. People will have to think twice before messing with our family, right?"

Zhang Yude glanced at him: "You have ideas, and your political awareness is not low, but it's useless. Don't bother thinking about it."

"Why? Did you get arrested for soliciting prostitutes before, or was it because your grandfather was a rebel leader back in the day...?"

"Shut up!" Zhang Yude immediately shouted, his face darkening. This brat, what kind of nonsense is he thinking? He knows far too much at such a young age.

"Don't make wild guesses. I've never done anything to betray your mother. You'll understand sooner or later that people have different perspectives. If you've seen different things, and you still have the determination to dedicate yourself to politics, then we'll talk about it."

Zhang Yude went to weed the fields, but after a few steps, he seemed to remember something: "Oh right, your grandfather and I are going to leave something on you in a few days, so be prepared."

"Is it a tattoo or something? Can it be removed? Don't let this prevent me from taking the civil service exam!"

All the information Zhang Chulan knew came from teachers who had come down from the provincial capital to teach in rural areas; he was unaware that only certain positions required tattoos.

"This?" Zhang Yude was puzzled.

We should support our son's dream, but is that kind of examination considered part of a physical examination?

written request for leave

Recently, the temperature has been rising, so I went to the beach to play in the water. While I was playing on my phone, I didn't notice the drain. The current was too strong, and I was swept away and fell down, then hit a pile of broken rocks next to me. I injured my arm, wrist, and ankle, so I'm taking a day off.

As you can see from my update times, I always rush to update before 23:59 PM every day. Today, I'm really out of options. My arm hurts as soon as I move my finger, so I'm giving up.

Chapter 162 Was the slap justified?

Unable to come up with a solution, Zhang Yude patted his son on the shoulder and said, "It's alright. I've already said that people have different perspectives. I'll have your grandfather use some sophisticated methods to prevent ordinary people from noticing."

"So, what is it?" Zhang Chulan asked.

“Good stuff,” Zhang Yude said, feigning profundity.

“You and Grandpa always talk about perspective, teaching me all sorts of mental techniques and moves. After these past few days, I really feel a bit different.”

Zhang Chulan clutched his lower abdomen, clearly sensing a clear and gentle flow of energy slowly circulating within his dantian. He subconsciously tried to stabilize it, but the more anxious he became, the more elusive and elusive the energy became. No matter how he tried, he could not catch even a trace of it.

"No need to rush. With enough effort, many things will fall into place naturally." Zhang Yude pointed to the field in front of them. "As for the rest, just like farming, we need to cultivate it carefully and diligently. Our Zhang family might even be carrying some kind of mission. Chu Lan, do you have the determination to save the world?"

"Alright, that's the kind of talk you could use to fool a three-year-old." Zhang Chulan shrugged and shook his head. No matter how he thought about it, he had nothing to do with saving the world. His ideal life was a cup of tea, a cigarette, and spending half a day reading a document.

The way the world works is a headache for those big shots, but Zhang Chulan just wants to become a seasoned veteran who can fish in troubled waters as soon as possible.

"How come you look so old at such a young age?"

"Would you like me to review your and my grandfather's educational approaches?"

"It was actually our fault?" Zhang Yude squatted by the grass, unconsciously twirling a few foxtail grasses between his fingers, his brows furrowed as he pondered his son's words.

Something was hurtling towards us at high speed in the distant sky.

The thing was so fast that it was just a blur, having used a concealment technique.

A little trick to obscure the view was no problem for Zhang Yude. He glanced at it intently and saw the figure in the air gradually reveal its true form.

"father!?"

Swish!

Zhang Huaiyi swooped down, slowing down until a swirling stream steadily carried him. Zhang Yude hurriedly stepped forward to help him, only then noticing a beautifully furred fox beside his father.

"Dad, you went out hunting? The way you came home is quite novel."

"You bastard, this is your grandpa."

"Why are you cursing me?" Zhang Yude rubbed his head, which looked like a hard-boiled egg.

"Call me 'Grandpa'," Zhang Huaiyi gestured to Chen Ruoan beside him.

"Grandpa." Zhang Yude did as instructed, looking confused. He didn't know what went wrong, but suddenly there was an old fox.

Chen Ruoan nodded in acknowledgment, then looked at the person in front of him. Zhang Yude was dressed like a typical farmer, with tanned skin, wearing a short-sleeved shirt, which was open to reveal his obviously well-trained muscles, and a towel for wiping sweat was draped over his shoulder.

The original work provides very little detail about this character. All the fox remembers is that he had an agreement with Zhang Chulan and was secretly dealing with some matters. Apart from his mysterious disappearance, what people can talk about is his appearance, which clearly shows that he is very skilled in the "Seven Killing Orders of Gods and Ghosts".

"Chu Lan, come and meet your Grandpa An." After introducing his son, Zhang Huaiyi immediately introduced his grandson.

"Grandpa An? Isn't this a fox?"

Zhang Huaiyi pinched a ball of qi in his hand and smashed it onto Zhang Chulan's head: "I've told you a few stories about foxes before?"

Zhang Chulan was taken aback. Over the years, he had moved around with his grandfather to avoid trouble and had hardly made any friends. In his spare time, he could only pass the time by listening to the stories his grandfather told him.

Zhang Huaiyi didn't have time to read foreign fairy tales or local legends. All he could tell were old stories from his past experiences, plus a series of rumors from the war years.

"Uncle An!"

"Is this Grandpa An?"

A living legend is standing right before our eyes!

Zhang Chulan didn't dare to show it too obviously. Instead, he put on a bitter face and whispered in Zhang Huaiyi's ear, "Grandpa, what were you thinking back then? Why didn't you work with Master An?"

"Based on the bedtime stories you usually tell, even if you weren't involved in all of them, or even if you were involved in a few big heists, you'd probably be in a military sanatorium on some coast by now. What enemies would you be afraid of?"

"I was just being naive back then. Your grandpa was stupid. Are you satisfied with that explanation?" Zhang Huaiyi pinched his grandson's ear, giving him a good lesson in his loose tongue.

"Oh, I'm not saying anything more!"

Chen Ruoan looked at Zhang Chulan, whose eyes were filled with tears. The boy was about five or six years old, but his mouth was already much sharper than that of his peers. He was wearing a loose vest and light blue shorts. His small body was not strong, but he had already shown signs of "Qi".

The fox could see the enormous potential hidden within the young man's small body, a guy who, after a ten-year hiatus and a few months of renewed training, was able to defeat countless skilled opponents of his age.

Snapped!

Chen Ruoan placed one hand on Zhang Chulan's head.

"Senior Brother Chen, what are you doing?" Zhang Huaiyi asked, not knowing what the fox was up to.

“What else can we do? He keeps calling me ‘Grandpa,’ so as an elder, I should at least give him a ‘red envelope’ or something. Talking about money is too vulgar, so I’ll just give the kid something different.”

A burst of spiritual light emanated from the fox's palm, and a refreshing coolness poured down from Zhang Chulan's crown. Guided by this invigorating sensation, Zhang Chulan could feel the elusive, clear current more clearly. It was refreshing and smooth, flowing freely through his limbs and bones.

"I've broken a few of your limiters, and I hope you can go further."

"What the heck!?" Zhang Chulan's eyes widened in surprise, as if he were being stared at by a fairy fox!

Zhang Huaiyi hurriedly asked, "Senior Brother Chen, isn't this gift too much?"

"It's just a kid's toy, it's just for fun."

"Um..." Zhang Huaiyi was momentarily at a loss for words.

"Chu Lan, hurry up and thank Grandpa An."

Snapped!

Following the local custom of kowtowing, Zhang Chulan knelt down and thanked them, saying, "Thank you, Master An!"

Hearing his son shout "Fairy Fox Supporting the Head," Zhang Yude felt an indescribable envy. He touched his buzz-cut head and chuckled, "Grandpa, look at my head..."

“You look quite energetic,” Chen Ruoan replied.

Zhang Yude awkwardly scratched the back of his head, too embarrassed to continue the conversation.

Zhang Huaiyi quickly gave his son a look, telling him to prepare tea and food so that he wouldn't "make a fool of himself" here. Zhang Yude nodded in understanding and ran to the village's fried food shop to buy fried chicken legs and cold dishes.

"Senior Brother Chen, please come in." Zhang Huaiyi gestured to the room behind.

The fox looked back. This was where Big Ear Thief had lived for the past few years. The low gray brick house stood in front of the field, the blue bricks were scorching hot in the summer sun, and a few thin grasses were growing in the cracks of the walls.

A string of dried corn cobs hung under the eaves, having been drying for who knows how long. The kernels were yellowed and hard, and swayed gently in the hot wind. Cicadas chirped noisily, and the summer heat, mixed with dust, filled the area in front of the house.

Zhang Huaiyi lived a precarious life, constantly on the run, until Chen Ruoan finally showed up, easing the extreme tension he was under.

Quietly settling down, tending to his own little corner of the world, Zhang Huaiyi spoke only of his innermost thoughts:

"Brother Chen, my health has been deteriorating in recent years, and I don't know how many more years I have left to live. Before I die, I still have two unfinished regrets."

“Yu De has grown up and is quite skilled, so he can protect himself without any problem. But Chu Lan is still young, and his future days may not be easy. I am well aware of Senior Brother Chen’s prestige in the industry, and I am also wary of the conspiracies and schemes hidden in people’s hearts, so I must leave something for Chu Lan.”

On a small scale, it leaves behind methods and restrictions; on a larger scale, it leaves behind a stable environment.

"Chu Lan has obtained Qi today, and he still has a few years to learn new techniques, but some restrictions need to be placed early. I have modified a restriction technique to add an extra layer of insurance for Chu Lan's cultivation."

The fox naturally knew he was referring to "virginity mark".

During the Western Han Dynasty, witchcraft was once very popular among the people. Emperor Wu of Han and others regarded attaining immortality as the ultimate ideal in life. Many folk magicians took this opportunity to promote their own researched "magic arts", among which the "cinnabar mark" was the most famous.

The modified cinnabar talisman, when applied to the arm of a virgin, will not fade as long as she remains chaste.

Only after a woman loses her virginity through sexual intercourse will the "cinnabar mark" (a mark indicating virginity) disappear naturally.

The "virginity mark" that Zhang Huaiyi prepared for Zhang Chulan was even more special. On the one hand, it helped people lock in their virginity and firmly lock in their innate essence, which was extremely strong and masculine.

Secondly, if someone who is not sincere touches Zhang Chulan's "virginity mark," it will trigger a painful backlash. This way, he can both prevent being seduced and bewitch others and see through the false approach of evil people.

"Is it necessary?" the fox asked.

“Hmm—” Zhang Huaiyi pondered for a while, and seemed to have heard Zhang Zhiwei say that foxes had different views on love affairs and sexual desires than Taoist cultivators, so he simply began to explain.

"The body of a child is full of the three treasures of essence, energy, and spirit, with a solid foundation of life and less acquired things. Since they have never had sexual intercourse, their life treasures have not yet been fully formed and matured. Their essence is still the innate primordial essence, which can save them a lot of trouble in the cultivation of life. Preserving the true essence is the foundation. When the primordial essence is abundant, the vital energy is sufficient, and when the vital energy is sufficient, the spirit is clear."

Chen Ruoan then asked, "Wouldn't it be difficult to complete the subsequent act of seducing someone with sex using coercive means?"

Don't be fooled by how simple and pure the feelings between men and women are now. In another ten or twenty years, how repressed will they all be?

In spiritual practice, moderation and restraint are emphasized. Zhang Huaiyi's attainment of the "virginity mark" even made it difficult for his grandson to go to the toilet. How could he have the mind to calmly meditate and comprehend? Moreover, after that, the vigorous young men basically became the kind of magical beings who would try to take flight at the sight of a "Taoist temple" or a "deer".

“Now that you mention it, it does need some improvement,” Zhang Huaiyi replied.

"May I ask, Senior Brother Chen, how did you reconcile with your heat cycle at the beginning of your cultivation?"

The fox paused slightly: "You knew it was presumptuous of you to ask. I've already said, moderation is key. Besides, even before I attained Qi, I had the intention to fulfill the human path. As for little female foxes, I haven't even touched them. And as for alluring pheromones, I've never even heard of them."

Is this how "闻所未闻" is used?

Zhang Huaiyi noticed a seemingly insignificant detail.

"With guidance from the sidelines, it's fine to offer some advice and guidance; there's no need to be too ruthless," Chen Ruoan advised. Even though this big-eared thief had clearly changed his mind, why did the fox still get the impression that he was making his final arrangements?