"I can’t go in yet." Instead, outsiders don’t come in. He also shouted, "I’m thinking of telling a story to Ge."
"Go ahead" QuYong way
Boss Cao muttered, "What person talks like a costume drama?" But he still sat by QuYong’s bed.
"It’s even easier to say that all creatures in ancient times can cultivate immortality, and the fox is the fairest thing in the world. It’s just that another pure white fox is not among them. It’s the cleverest fox, but it will grow an extra tail every 20 years of cultivation. When there are 100 tails, even if the merits are complete, even the immortals will be respected for three points."
"Bullshit" Cao Boss whispered what else he wanted to say, which was stopped by Qu Yong, who moved his lips and said "Hundred Tails Fox"
"Oh," Cao boss picked his eyebrows and hated himself. Why didn’t he think of it? It seems that outsiders and hundreds of foxes should have some kind of.
"But the hundredth fox tail is extremely difficult to repair," outsiders continued. "When the white fox cultivates the ninety-ninth tail, the sky will ask it to help a person fulfill a wish. When the wish is fulfilled, a new tail will grow, but one tail will fall off before. This seems to be a strange infinite loop. It is impossible to cultivate a hundred tails."
"This is indeed an infinite loop," thought Boss Cao. "It seems that this white fox is cursed by God. Isn’t God playing with it?"
"Excuse me," the outsider Sven asked, "How can this white-tailed fox become immortal and repair hundreds of tails?"
"Well," boss Cao shook his head, "I can’t figure out that this is a dead proposition in the form of proposition, just like one plus one will never equal three, don’t you think?"
"I" QuYong also frowned and said, "Let me think about it. I always feel that something is wrong and there seems to be a flaw."
"I can wait," he said slowly. "The fox has been practicing for hundreds of years and has helped many people realize their wishes, but it still has ninety-nine tails. It complained to God but didn’t answer."
Boss Cao clapped his hands and said, "Wait a minute. I’ll send the question to Bumblebee and ask him to send it to D to ask about six million silk."
"Yes," said QuYong with a clap of hands. "I thought of it."
"You also feel right, don’t you?"
Qu Yong said, "I didn’t think the white fox was immortal."
"True" inside and outside the door, two people have different opinions. "What is it?"
Qu Yong looked at Cao boss and said sincerely, "I want the white fox to help that man. His wish is that the white fox can have a hundred tails."
As soon as he came out of the door, the boss Cao was shocked, and his eyes were full of doubts. Then there was a kind of unspeakable expression. His eyes were warm and admired. He stared at Qu Yong and murmured, "Brother Xiaoyong, sometimes I really want to cut your heart to see how red your blood is and whether it can ignite the flame."
"Cheep!" The door of the ward knocked, and outsiders came in slowly. He was dressed in casual clothes, but his hands were rough, as if he had been engaged in rough work for a long time, but his face was gentle and he wore rimmed glasses.
The man who told me this story said that people are selfish and think about the white fox by themselves. They should never consider the feelings of the white-tailed fox when they realize their wishes, but every tail has to be cultivated by the white fox for 20 years. The man said, "Since ancient times, people have always enjoyed the white fox Jacobs monkey claws so naturally at home and abroad, and they have never thought of giving back. Today, they finally have it. Now I believe that you are a true believer of the hundred-tailed fox."
QuYong also watched him slowly crack his mouth and laughed. "You are the carpenter."
"Yes" that humanity.
"You’re not dead," cried Boss Cao with a clap of his head. "I’m so stupid. I believe what people say and I didn’t go back to have a look."
"You’re not stupid, but you’re inexperienced in Jianghu," said the carpenter. "But even if you look in my room, no one really died."
Boss Cao said, "Death is a scapegoat."
The carpenter said "yes"
Boss Cao said with a smile, "Then a long body is naturally not lost."
The carpenter asked, "What do you think?"
Chapter two hundred and fifteen A carpenter
"It’s really great." Qu Yong was so excited about the color that he almost jumped up and said excitedly, "Thank you very much."
The carpenter said, "It’s my duty. That’s all I can do."
Qu Yong suddenly said, "Since you are all right, he is likely to be all right."
"He’s dead," the carpenter sank. "I’ve been to the hole. The hole is blocked, and the people inside can’t get out."
"Hideki Watanabe" Qu Yong said slowly, "It’s another blood debt. One day I will ask you to pay for it."
"At the end of the day, the fox died in the bucket, which was his life," said the carpenter. "This is what the fox entrusted me with, although the body was not lost."
Qu Yong’s mind trembled, and the whole person fell into the hospital bed. Tears welled up in his eyes and he said, "This is my master."
"Yes," said the carpenter, "I can do this. Although the weather has just entered spring, there is no special means to protect the body, and the Yamaguchi group bit me."
"I know, please." Qu Yong’s ears boomed. He picked up the urn and put his face on it. "I’m sorry, master."
Brother Xiaoyong, boss Cao has never seen Qu Yong so rude. He will fall to the ground and Qu Yong will help him back to bed to comfort him. "The Taoist priest has left, and he will be white. We’ll take him home."
The carpenter asked, "How are you going to get back?"
Boss Cao sighed, "This is also our difficulty now. Although the Yamaguchi group is trying to fit in with us, it actually puts us under house arrest in this hospital and can’t leave if we want to."
The carpenter looked at Qu Yong and said, "I can take you out if you are willing to pay."
"You take us out."