"I haven't paid for the pastries yet."

"But the customers were eating samples..."

"Then I'll take another one." Chen Ruoan picked up the wooden clips and took a piece of mung bean cake in her palm.

Just as they were about to leave, Wanzhen asked again, "Are you a local? Do you know where the Fox Fairy Temple is in the mountains? I've heard that some temples have been demolished, but I don't think yours will be. We haven't gone to make offerings yet; my husband has made an appointment with the Fox Fairy."

"You have already made offerings." Chen Ruoan activated his magical artifact, concealing his figure as if he had vanished into thin air.

Wanzhen got up to look for it, but her eyes were blurry. Her daughter clapped her hands happily and reached out to grab at something in front of her. Something furry had disappeared there.

As Chen Ruoan ate the sweet mung bean cake, she walked slowly forward, when a series of loud and lively gong and drum sounds drifted towards her.

Looking up, a very impressive stage had been erected not far away.

The blue cloth curtains hung neatly, the vermilion lacquered pillars were carved with delicate patterns, and strings of red lanterns hung from the eaves, swaying gently in the wind. The red velvet-covered table was grand and orderly, exuding a sense of weight and importance.

As soon as the play began, the sounds of gongs, drums, and strings erupted, instantly igniting a cacophony of cheers and exclamations from the audience.

Chen Ruoan turned slightly to the side, gently patted the shoulder of a spectator who was engrossed in the performance, and asked in a gentle voice, "Excuse me, what kind of opera is being performed, and who are the actors on stage?"

The man wasn't annoyed at being photographed; instead, he was overjoyed, his eyes sparkling as he loudly replied, "It's Xia Liuqing! A famous actress who has become a household name across the country in recent years!"

"Today we're playing Erlang Shen in 'An Tian Hui'! We're so lucky! You know, tickets for this actor's shows in Beijing and Shanghai are always incredibly hard to come by; you can't even get a glimpse of him even if you're scrambling to get one."

Chen Ruoan remembered a promise he made with Xia Liuqing.

This somewhat temperamental rascal once boasted that he had become a famous actor and would perform a play for the fox.

The precious scroll bearing the inscription "Summer Willow Green" on the wishing tree has a crooked and winding edge, and Chen Ruoan has yet to dare to use it.

Chen Ruoan gently folded up her oil-paper umbrella and stood alone on the outside of the crowd to watch the performance.

As the drums and gongs beat at their loudest, the play reached its climax, and the most exciting scene came to a close. He then joined the crowd in clapping and cheering.

But the next second, the strange noise on the stage pierced through the clamor of the audience.

The valiant Erlang Shen, who was supposed to be fighting Sun Wukong alongside his dog, suddenly abandoned his opponent. He lightly somersaulted several times on the red velvet table, his figure soaring through the air like a startled swan, directly over the crowd of onlookers in the front row, and landed steadily in front of Chen Ruoan.

The gold patterns on the costume fluttered in the wind, and the feathers on the crown trembled slightly.

Erlang Shen looked up at the fox, his voice piercing the crowd, each word uttered in a theatrical tone: "Finally~ I've seen you again~"

"Are you crazy? It's your show, you should put on a show first!" Chen Ruoan said.

Xia Liuqing stubbornly shook her head: "I'll listen to you. I'll curb my ferocity and haven't started any trouble since we parted ways in Suzhou. Except for self-defense, I've never hurt anyone..."

"Fox spirit, aren't you in charge of marriage? I have a favor to ask of you. I've fallen for a woman, and in my eyes, she's a celestial being!"

The onlookers looked at each other in disbelief, and Sun Wukong and his hound on the stage were also stunned.

"Is this part of the play?"

Look at that boy, his clothes are decent, but he doesn't have much of a costume. Was there such a person when he made a scene in the Heavenly Palace?

"Erlang Shen has developed mortal desires, isn't that a violation of heavenly law? Could it be an adaptation?"

"Adaptation doesn't mean making things up randomly."

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Chen Ruoan gripped Xia Liuqing's shoulders and lifted her up: "Stop fooling around, get up first."

"I don't care, I want Jin Feng."

"We can discuss this further later."

"I want the golden phoenix."

"Still acting? Don't you care about your reputation and dignity?"

"I want the Golden Phoenix!"

Xia Liuqing channeled all the tantrums and unruly behavior she had as a child into Chen Ruoan.

Unfortunately, the fox didn't have a mop handle or a feather duster.

"A good man should prioritize his career, get back here!" Chen Ruoan kicked Xia Liuqing back onto the stage with a flying kick, and then used the Golden Touch spell to create the Flowing Light Illusion.

All the onlookers saw on the stage was a hungry eagle swooping down on a sparrow, a sea crane chasing a cormorant, an osprey catching a fish, and a gray crane carrying away a water snake... only then did they realize that this was an incredibly exquisite illusion.

Erlang Shen and Sun Wukong are having a magical battle!

"it is good!"

"Amazing! Absolutely brilliant!" Thunderous applause erupted from the audience, with everyone cheering and applauding.

Chen Ruoan helped the actors on stage to make a hasty recovery, barely managing to save face for the Taishan troupe.

After the audience dispersed, behind the stage, Xia Liuqing, still in makeup, knelt down again with a thud and gripped Chen Ruoan's right hind leg.

“I have never asked anyone for anything in my life, just this once, just this once.”

The fox struggled to pull its hind legs out and kicked Xia Liuqing in the face several times, successfully escaping.

"I think I can understand why the thread of good karma is so winding now..."

Xia Liuqing's faith in the fox spirit "Red Thread Fairy" was pure, but her shamelessness caused the fox great trouble.

Chapter 106 The Calamity of War Is Imminent

Xia Liuqing continued her unreasonable nagging, but having no other way to curry favor with the fox, she simply kowtowed and begged under the stage.

Chen Ruoan asked, "Where is that girl you mentioned now?"

"She's with her sect leader." Xia Liuqing knew the attitude of people in the martial arts world towards "Quanxing," so she deliberately didn't reveal the sect's name.

"That's going to be difficult," Chen Ruoan thought to himself.

Jin Feng is also a person obsessed with love. Before meeting "Wu Gensheng", Xia Liuqing might have had a chance to win the love of his beloved. But since Jin Feng has become involved with "Quanxing Succubus", then this Eve has no chance at all.

“Xia Liuqing, the noblest love in this world is to let go,” the fox said.

The fierce-looking boy flung his hand away: "I don't believe in that. What kind of love is it if you can't have it?"

Chen Ruoan looked at the stubborn boy and shook his head.

If it were an elf, the fox could pretend to say, "You lovelorn monster, please wait another lifetime." But Xia Liuqing is human, and the fox only wants to say, "I love you, Mahuaqing."

"What you need to do is to pour out your heart and soul, and present your best self and truest self to her without reservation."

"If she sees through your entire being and remains unmoved, then you are destined to be apart," Chen Ruoan tried to advise.

"But you, fox spirit, must have a way to grant our wish!"

“I’ll go and drug Jin Feng,” Chen Ruoan suggested.

"That won't work."

"You know it won't work? Love can't be forced. If I use magic to help you, would that be fair to that girl?"

"Isn't the fox spirit a benevolent deity who grants wishes for marriage..." Xia Liuqing muttered, not daring to speak too loudly, expressing her dissatisfaction in a low voice.

"Praying is one thing, but hard work is another."

All attempts to gain something for nothing are wishful thinking, and this is one of the fundamental principles to follow when praying to gods and immortals.

"oh···"

Seeing that the fox wouldn't give in, Xia Liuqing walked dejectedly towards the front of the stage. Before leaving, Chen Ruoan tossed her a small lucky charm.

"Don't even think about things like drugging or seducing. But other methods might actually give you an advantage."

When the two are together, the fox uses the blessing talisman to summon divine will and then uses its supernatural powers to barely serve as a prop and atmosphere set.

Like when pouring out one's heart, add a few delicate pink flowers to the side, or decorate with colorful bubbles using a shimmering, dreamlike effect...

"That's wonderful, thank you!" Xia Liuqing was overjoyed and tucked the lucky charm into her bosom.

Although Xia Liuqing was difficult to deal with, the fox, mindful of his deep affection and possessing exceptional professionalism, still took a liking to this business deal.

After the birthday celebration of the Eastern Peak Emperor, Chen Ruoan asked Xia Liuqing, "Did you catch up? What are you doing?"

"Not yet, but I feel the atmosphere is great. Jin Feng is currently having a meeting with her fellow disciples, and I'm standing guard outside."

"Ah."

The atmosphere is great?

Does Jin Feng know that the atmosphere is great?

The fox waited a few more days: "And now?"

"Jin Feng is taking a bath, and I'm standing guard outside. There are too many bastards in the 'Quanxing' gang, and it's inevitable that some of them are lecherous!"

"Oh."

A few days later, spring was fading and summer was just beginning. The wind was gentle and the sun was mild; everything was in perfect condition. Chen Ruoan remembered this matter again and asked out of curiosity.

"Jin Feng is taking a nap, and I'm on guard duty. It gets hot quickly in the southwest; the insects are already chirping. I need to go into the bushes and show off my skills..."

No, this person is beyond saving.

"If you're so good at this, why are you playing Erlang Shen? Why don't you become a door god instead!"

The fox was angry at its lack of ambition, but Xia Liuqing clapped her hands as if she had suddenly realized something, feeling that she had received a good suggestion.

The ability of the divine mask depends on the folk belief's impression of the divine. If I really became a door god, wouldn't I block all the disasters and diseases that were detrimental to Jin Feng?

"Thank you, fox spirit. You are indeed a rare benevolent deity."

This person is beyond saving.

Chen Ruoan muttered to himself, then pinched his fingers, extinguishing the channel for the divine will to descend, thus completely ending the business deal.

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In October, the height of summer comes to an end and early autumn arrives. The leaves in the mountains begin to turn yellow, and the sound of cicadas has long since faded away.

The market was quite lively, but compared to the hustle and bustle of spring, it had something else in common.

Chen Ruoan saw that rough paper slogans were pasted on the earthen walls and wooden pillars next to the stall, written in thick, dark ink:

"Drive out the Japanese pirates and reclaim our land!"

"Better to die fighting than to be a slave of a conquered nation!"

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