Chapter 250 The Fox Clan

Li Ang chuckled and asked, "Why did you play tricks on my companion last night?"

"...I thought he was handsome, so I wanted to tease him." The black fox said.

At this time, the other companions of the mission team also rushed over. Seeing the fox who could speak Fujian dialect, everyone was quite surprised.

"Since everyone is here as companions for the banquet, we should get along in harmony," Li Ang said with a smile, taking out a glass marble and waving it in front of the fox. "I'll give you this jewel, can you perform some fox spirit skills for us?"

Last night, he learned from Chai Cuiqiao that most demons transformed into humans because they were greedy for the wealth of the human world and wanted to eat, drink, and have fun.

In other words, luxury goods such as gold and silver jewelry are also valuable to demons...

The black fox's eyes lit up when he saw the hunyuan flawless glass marble with a golden leaf hidden inside. He nodded, "Okay."

It jumped off the beam easily, and a burst of white smoke emanated from its body.

With a "bang," a palace-dressed beauty appeared in place, but her dark face was covered with hideous flesh, and her stubble was extremely rough, making her look a bit of a tragedy.

Everyone was inwardly shocked. Wanli Fengdao's face turned green, and Xing Hechou scratched his head and said, "...Shouldn't fox transformations always be beautiful women?"

The male fox, who was being watched by everyone, was also embarrassed, and defended, "I haven't reached the realm of transformation yet, this is just a clumsy illusion..."

With that, it turned back into a fox, howled twice, and a large group of foxes immediately rushed in from outside the door.

The foxes were of various colors, sizes, genders. The largest white fox coughed twice and said in an old voice, "Sorry, everyone, this kid is naturally mischievous. His illusion skills are not good, but he always wants to show off, making you laugh."

"No, no, this..." Xing Hechou hesitated and looked at the black fox, then continued, "This young master's illusion is very unique, it opened our eyes, opened our eyes."

A group of foxes laughed, and the black fox, feeling mocked, quickly took out the glass marble and waved it in front of the old fox, "Grandpa, look, they gave me a bead."

"Oh?"

The old fox saw the golden leaf hidden in the marble, grinned, and his extremely human-like expression was quite terrifying, "Since it's a gift from a distinguished guest, you can keep it. By the way, are you here to attend the banquet? How come I haven't seen you before?"

Li Ang, who had been prepared for this, remained calm and lied frankly, "We few are disciples of Daoist Dan Teng from the Aiyetubie Islands overseas. Our master told us to return to the Central Plains to train. We heard that there is an unrestricted banquet here, so we came uninvited."

"So that's how it is." The old fox nodded, without delving further.

A group of little foxes chattered noisily, all about family matters, such as a certain female fox recently seducing a down-and-out scholar and being chased and beaten by his shrew wife, or a certain male fox sneaking off to a brothel in the human world without bringing any money and being locked in the cellar.

In Ming and Qing dynasty ghost stories, fox spirits are not all seductive older sisters and cute younger sisters who are always thinking about extracting yang and replenishing yin. On the contrary, fox spirits are both male and female, live in families, and coexist peacefully with humans.

The *Jottings from the Thatched Cottage of Close Observations* records a story about a group of foxes occupying the second floor of a pawnshop. Every night, the voices of the foxes could be heard. Because they never harmed anyone, they lived in peace for many years.

Until one night, there was a loud sound of whipping and scolding from upstairs. Everyone rushed to listen, and suddenly heard a male voice shouting in pain, "Everyone downstairs is reasonable, how can a wife beat and abuse her husband in this world?"

Coincidentally, there was a man in the crowd with scratch marks on his face from his wife. Everyone burst into laughter and replied, "Yes, yes, it's not surprising."

The foxes upstairs also burst into laughter, and the sound of whipping and scolding stopped.

It is possible that the magical power of female foxes is generally higher than that of male foxes.

There are many stories of female foxes abusing male foxes in ghost stories - Zhou Jia, a farmer in Song Village, couldn't stand his wife's beatings. One night, while his wife was asleep, he fled to a dilapidated temple at the entrance of the village, wanting to wait for dawn and ask the neighbors for help.

His wife woke up at night and found that her husband was gone. She followed the tracks to the dilapidated temple, recounted Zhou Jia's sins in front of the idol, and scolded him to lie down and be beaten.

A group of foxes lived in the temple. After hearing the sound of whipping and begging for mercy, they rushed out from behind the idol and shouted noisily, "How can there be such injustice in the world? Unreasonable, unbearable!"

Many male foxes rushed forward and snatched the whip from Zhou Jia's wife, stripped her clothes and beat her until she bled.

Suddenly, a group of female foxes appeared and shouted, "You male foxes only know how to help stinky men. This man is having an affair with someone else's wife behind his wife's back, shouldn't he be beaten to death?"

So the female foxes grabbed Zhou Jia's wife and placed her in the corner, then grabbed Zhou Jia and whipped him. The male and female foxes argued for a long time, snatching the two living people back and forth, attracting the guards of the village, who dispersed them, allowing Zhou Jia to painstakingly carry his wife back to the village - on the way back, Zhou Jia's wife was still muttering and scolding Zhou Jia.

Like people, demons and ghosts have seven emotions and six desires, and they also have greed, anger, ignorance, resentment, hatred, love, and separation. There are both treacherous and ugly ones, and those who are upright and awe-inspiring. There are those who are greedy for life and fear death, and those who are willing to sacrifice their lives for righteousness and distinguish between right and wrong.

The foxes who came to the banquet were all with their families, male and female, old and young. Their gossip was full of trivial family matters, much like the family tourist groups of elderly people in modern society who go abroad for sightseeing.

After arranging for the foxes to stay, there was another commotion outside the temple, and many ghosts and monsters came one after another.

There were tigers with erect walking, wearing Taoist robes and holding whisks;

There were giants more than four meters tall with one eye, big feet, and a huge wooden club in their hands;

There was an old man with sneaky eyes and a cane, surrounded by a group of brown rats;

There were plague ghosts with bodies covered in sores, purple-blue tongues drooping on their chests, wearing white clothes and black hats;

All kinds of demons and ghosts gathered in the temple courtyard, forming several small circles, shouting loudly, greeting each other, looking like they hadn't seen each other in a long time.

Aside from their strange appearances, these ghosts and monsters got along harmoniously and greeted each other, much like rural entrepreneurs attending a reception...

They looked so unsophisticated.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..." Wanli Fengdao saw the ghosts and monsters all over the courtyard, his heart pounding, his body stiff, and his palms sweating, while also secretly thinking that these were all upright walking reward packages...

Xing Hechou secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As Li Ang said, if the mission team had not discovered the truth about Guhan Temple and had directly clashed with Chai Cuiqiao and eliminated her,

Then the mission team, who knew nothing about the banquet, would likely have panicked when these demons arrived and directly engaged in a firefight with the demons. At that time, everyone would have died.

Fortunately, fortunately.

Xing Hechou wiped the cold sweat from his hands and silently assessed the combat power of these demons.