Becoming a Fox Spirit from Under One Person.

"You gave it to her just because she wanted it?"

"Shi Xue is a junior and your friend. Giving her a few wisps of Qi to try is nothing to make a fuss about."

“That’s right.” Lu Linglong sat upright on the sofa, clenched her fist and clapped it. “Good friends should share. Let me have a couple of bites.”

"Your superpowers can't do that."

"hateful."

"Are you grumpy when you wake up?" Chen Ruoan sensed that Lu Linglong was acting strangely.

"I have low blood sugar." Lu Linglong tilted her head thoughtfully, as if she could sense that something was wrong this morning. Was that feeling like the disappointment of two close friends suddenly becoming intimate behind your back, while you weren't involved at all?

Or alienation?

She looked up, wanting to pat Chen Ruoan on the shoulder, but then remembered that this guy was a much older generation than her.

"Oh no, I'm starting to waver again. How am I supposed to straighten out my role, Grandfather? I'm confused."

Lu Linglong clutched her head in distress, curled up on the sofa, and thought about the events of the past few days.

"I've always been curious, who exactly is that person in the ancestral hall in western Hunan to you?"

Chapter 194 No one understands foxes better than me

"Children shouldn't pry into adults' affairs." At this crucial moment, Chen Ruoan used her privilege as an elder to choose to avoid the topic.

After all, the stories of the Republic of China era are too long; if they were written into a vernacular story, they could fill dozens of chapters.

Lu Linglong made a face and complained, "You're such a cheapskate."

I'll go home and ask my grandfather.

In the Lu family compound, Lu Jin listened to music and sipped tea under the locust tree, enjoying the tranquility after the turmoil on the grassland. Occasionally, he would flip through his phone, checking the hot news on the Extraordinary People Network and relieving his boredom by gossiping.

"Zang Long is quite something."

"Despite his young age, his talent in intelligence and networking is exceptionally outstanding." Lu Jin stroked his long beard and sighed, "If only this chubby boy could restrain himself a bit when it comes to Linglong."

Unlike the other members of the Lu family troupe, Zang Long became Lu Linglong's follower during elementary school and held the position of leader of Linglong's fan club for a long time.

At that time, Linglong's support group was somewhere between the student council and the basketball association in terms of influence within the school.

If the scope of the statistics is expanded beyond the campus, its membership and activity level even exceed those of a single school's student union.

Everyone who meets Xiao Linglong truly understands the meaning of "a beauty in the making," and Lu Linglong's sunny and cheerful personality further enhances the long-term retention rate of this affection.

At the anniversary party of the fan club, fans spontaneously formulated a charter and divided themselves into organizations such as "Ling Group" and "Long Group" to share the glory of protecting Linglong.

As for Zang Long's infatuation with Linglong, the catalyst was a basketball game at school.

At that time, due to Linglong's appearance, a number of people far exceeded the usual number and rushed onto the stands, causing the long-neglected platform to collapse under the weight.

After the disaster, Lu Linglong, who had always been cherished by everyone, was unharmed and even managed to hold up a corner of the collapsed grandstand with one hand, saving the chubby Zang Long who was trapped underneath.

After that, Zang Long developed a crazy love for Lu Linglong and pursued her relentlessly. His enthusiasm embarrassed Lu Linglong, and his paparazzi-like behavior also gave the Ice and Snow Goddess a headache.

"By the way, hasn't Linglong been away from home for too long?"

She hasn't returned home all night since I refused to take her to the Xilin Gol Grassland. It's the third day since the grassland incident.

Lu Jin was worried and was about to send someone to look for it when a pink-haired head peeked out from behind the door.

"Grandpa!"

"Linglong, you're back?" Lu Jin hurriedly stood up. "I didn't want you to go to the grasslands because I was afraid it would be dangerous. Do you know what happened?"

It is a well-known fact that Chen Ruoan challenged the Quanxing Sect, but the events on the Xilin Gol border were not to be made public within the circle. Not many people knew the inside story. Those in the circle only knew that of the twenty-three evil cultivators who went out to kill Xuan Tian Dijun, only Ding Shian survived.

Considering Ding Shian's reputation and character within the industry, anyone with a modicum of common sense would know that the Emperor showed leniency.

"Oh, I don't care about grasslands anymore."

"Grandpa, do you know about the ancestral hall in western Hunan?" Lu Linglong asked.

"I know a little bit, so what?"

"Tell me, tell me!" Lu Linglong took out a small stool and obediently sat down next to Lu Jin. "Which senior is inside? What happened between him and Lao An? What is their relationship?"

“A sorcerer named Wei Shufen.”

Lu Linglong thought for a moment: "It seems that no one from the older generation has ever mentioned it."

"She died too young and didn't leave a name in the circle. If it weren't for the battle at Mianshan, she would probably have become a famous Gu master in the circle. During the War of Resistance against Japan, some Japanese supernatural beings acted as henchmen of militarism. She killed several top masters of Bihe Ren who had infiltrated the country by herself. Brother An told us this later."

Lu Linglong blinked and said admiringly, "She is a heroine among women."

"Yes. Conditions were tough back then, and diseases were rampant. She used her skills to save many people and distributed a lot of life-saving magical artifacts."

"Those Miao silver ornaments are either preserved in the memorial hall or kept as family heirlooms by the veterans. Of course, some of the descendants of these veterans have become big shots in secular circles."

At this point, Lu Jin suddenly became excited.

"Take the battle on the Great Plains for example. I wanted to show off my skills. But then all sorts of armed forces and attack helicopters showed up. We superhumans have never encountered such modern equipment before. All I saw was a bunch of people rolling around in the heat, arms and legs flying everywhere..."

Lu Jin thought that Brother An's network of connections was deep enough, but she didn't expect that Wei Shufen's goodwill was no less impressive.

Why did she die?

"Is it fate, or a choice?" Lu Jin didn't know how to answer. Wei Shufen and Chen Ruoan had gone astray, and the life-saving items provided by Brother An had all been sent out and flowed into the battlefield.

But just as her mentor Zuo Ruotong said when she went to Northeast China, it was a matter of national crisis, and no one could criticize her choice.

"What about their relationship?" Lu Linglong asked again.

"A love affair born at the wrong time? Or a deeper relationship? Foxes must go through love tribulations to become immortals. They need to experience emotions in the mortal world and fulfill their inner desires."

Lu Jin explained that the fox's cultivation had been too smooth throughout his life, without any major inner conflicts. However, after the Battle of Mianshan, something unpleasant always lingered in his mind, like an indelible stain on a blank sheet of paper, like a sharp thorn piercing his heart...

Snapped!

Lu Linglong slammed her hand on the tea table and said, "Like the bright white moonlight on the windowsill, like the cinnabar mole on the chest. Grandpa, your metaphor is too poor!"

Yes, but what are you angry about?

"I'm not happy!" Lu Linglong spread her hands. "She accumulated countless blessings and good karma, but in the end, she didn't have a good ending. Is this how God does things?"

"It is a bit of a pity."

What comes after Lao An?

"He fought his way through the four directions, survived the tribulation of lightning, recuperated his body, and meditated in the snowy mountains." Lu Jin summarized it simply in a few words. To explain in detail what the fox did would take ten days and ten nights. If Lu Linglong was concerned, she could actually look up "The Legend of Jinggang Mountain" or collections of strange tales from Northeast and North China.

The story has undergone artistic embellishment, but it also retains some of the truth.

I'm heading out!

"My little darling, where are you going again?"

"Looking for An'an to play with."

"Mind your seniority."

"Damn it, I forgot again!"

Sometimes, Lu Jin really didn't know how to deal with this precious great-granddaughter. Gazing at her departing figure, Lu Jin always felt something was strange. Why was there a faint unease in his heart?

We need to find someone to keep an eye on her!

"Lu Lin, how long have you been sneaking around hiding in the back?" Lu Jin called out towards the backyard, where a handsome young man dressed in black walked out.

"Grandpa."

"Keep an eye on Linglong while you're doing your graduation internship."

"I don't understand, what does Grandpa want me to keep an eye on?"

"Sigh~" Lu Jin sighed. Back when Chen Ruoan was about to start elementary school, why couldn't she have stopped him? Every time she saw her little darling with the fox, the atmosphere would take a strange turn.

Regret, in short, all kinds of regret.

“Linglong is a loyal and righteous girl. I’m afraid that if she learns more about Brother An’s secrets, she will inevitably feel sorry for him and then try to learn too much about him. In a sense, Brother An is far more dangerous than he appears.”

Lu Lin roughly guessed what her grandfather meant: "You're probably overthinking this."

"Overthinking?" Lu Jin snorted coldly.

No one in the world understands foxes better than me.

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At the Taishan Inviting Moon Pavilion, Chen Ruoan lay on the bed, browsing through the "Quanxing" files in his cyber-Yang Shen state. Shen Chong joined the sect after Gao Ning and Dou Mei, and "Lei Yanpao" served as Shen Chong's guide on his path to development.

According to multiple testimonies, Gao Ning appeared to be a serene and unperturbed enlightened monk, but he always revealed his unease in the smallest details. This wicked monk was constantly suppressing his anger.

The core use of Dou Mei's abilities was actually to numb herself, and the reason for this was related to her son.

"Indeed, to make the villain's image more three-dimensional, you should give him a tragic past or a dark childhood."

Over the past few days, no one in the circle dared to call themselves "Quanxing". After assigning tasks to "Nadutong", Chen Ruoan returned to the mountains to cultivate and handle the prayers of believers.

Thick smoke billowed from the fourth-floor room, filling it with the smell of burning. Feng Baobao stood side by side with Chen Duo, holding a spatula, staring at the fried egg in the frying pan. The poor egg was pitch black, like some kind of terrifying "dark matter."

It's burnt.

"It's burnt."

The two of them stared blankly at each other, their expressions almost identical.

"If it's burnt, then take it out! Do you know how we survived those tough years? During the Great Famine, sometimes we couldn't even find seeds. You better cherish your food!" The fox, with its keen nose, choked on the smoke.

"Then you eat it." Chen Duo used a spatula to take out the hard black egg.

"I will not eat."

"Aren't we supposed to cherish food?" Chen Duo said matter-of-factly.

Chen Ruoan crossed his arms, wondering to himself, "When did this unlucky girl develop such a cunning and scheming quality?"

Is he a white-faced but black-faced person?

But actions speak louder than words; they've already preached these great principles, so how can we not eat them now?

“You’ve already wasted food, eating burnt or expired food. That’s called forcing yourself to suffer when you don’t have to.” Chen Ruoan suddenly remembered her grandparents from her previous life. The old couple were tough people who could drink a whole pot of burnt corn soup. Because of their frugality, they suffered a lot of hardships that they shouldn’t have had to endure.

Bang!