Chapter 1258

So this little fox has lost a lot of weight for this, and has not much spirit.

"Ji Ji..."

The little fox licked a master's finger with his little tongue, then jumped out of the carriage and ran to the front.

"Keep up with it."

He ordered the evergreen outside.

Changqing knew that he was driving a carriage and following the little fox. The little fox ran very fast. Because of his small body and extremely fast speed, most of the time, it was like white lightning. Thanks to Changqing's good eyesight, what's more, what's more, what's more, what's more, what's more, what's more, what's more, what's more, what's more, what's more, what's more, what's more, what's more, what's more, what's more, what's more, what's more, what's He can find out where the fox has gone.

"Here it is."

Changqing stops the carriage, and when it comes to the time when he comes out of it, the little fox has already run over.

Brand Heng thought slightly bent down, but also will it to his arms.

The little fox's body trembled slightly. I don't know whether it's because of tired or excited. It's rare for him to do so. In this year's time, and only at this time, his small body is nervous.

When brand Heng thought walked into the inn, they naturally scared the innkeeper. The shopkeeper was a man of some insight. He hurried forward and showed great respect to these people in front of him.

In particular, one of the young men in Tsing Yi, although he had some dust on his body, what was hard to hide was his noble spirit. What's more, he was afraid that he would still hold a pure white fox in his arms.

The little fox took a look at the shopkeeper, then put his small body in the master's arms, and then his small nose moved, and then he jumped out of his arms, and directly jumped to the second floor of the city.

He stood up and went to the second floor. At this time, no one knew that his pace was much faster than before, but also seemed to be a bit chaotic.

"Ji Ji..."

The little fox stood on a window and called from time to time. Then he saw his master coming, and he ran up to him and jumped into his arms.

And then Ji Ji, Ji's non-stop shouting, and this little Hu or has not been so agitated for a long time.

Changqing rushed forward and pushed the door open. But when the door opened, there was nothing inside. Everything was as if he had never lived before. When he came to the table, he also picked up the pot on the table. The pot and the cup were arranged very neatly. There was no temperature on the pot. It can be seen that no one had used it for a long time. He went to the bed collapse again He also put his hand into the quilt. The quilt was a new one. Although he said that his nose was not as good as Shen Qingci, he could smell it casually and know that it was indeed a new one.

Moreover, there is no temperature inside the quilt, which may not have been used by anyone.

The wife of his family, the Lou family girl, is also very helpless. It is difficult to find the spirit fox that has been searching for treasure every year. He really doesn't know when they can find her.

The trouble is, she does not leave a little fragrance.

He looked back and shook his head at the brand.

It seems that no one has lived here for a long time.

Chang Geng asked the shopkeeper, "who is the last guest here? Do you remember? The shopkeeper thought for a moment, but he shook his head.

Although his inn is small, there are a lot of customers coming and going here. There are some of them. They stay for a few hours. So he really can't remember who lives here, male, female, old or few?

Maybe it's not a person, but a dog, or a fox. It's not impossible. This young man just brought a fox.

It's true that there are all kinds of food these days.

Brand Heng worry slightly side over the face, that record of the heavy eyes is also let the shopkeeper's heart can not help but tremble.

"My guest, don't worry."

The shopkeeper quickly replied, "I'll check it out. It should be possible to find out. When each guest stays in the hotel, it needs to be recorded. The guest in this guest room should not have been away for long."

The shopkeeper quickly called the waiter and asked him to check it.

"This guest, I remember."

Xiao Er naturally remembers this, because this guest is a small and generous person. She has lived here for about four days and will give him five coppers each time.

So naturally, his memory is particularly new, and this one has not been away for a long time, probably for half a day.

"Where are the people?" Changqing was busy asking, "what kind of person is it?"

"A woman," the second one replied, "is so tall that he compares it. His face is so big. He compares the size of a cold gourd and his eyes are so small. He narrows his eyes into a slit. His chin is round, and he is still darker than me. His voice is also very dumb."Changqing's turning back is also facing the brand of consideration.

In this way, in addition to the height, it seems that there is nothing in common with his wife. This is not a lady.

Besides, the little fox is still lying in his master's arms and his head is drooping for a while. That is to say, it can't find its breath.

"Ji Ji..."

It called to the master, brand Heng carefully touched its small head, "it's OK, we can always find it."

He put down his pen, then picked up his portrait which he had just painted, and then put it on his mouth to blow. The ink on the top was still wet.

Then he put the painting down, and the little fox lay quietly on one side of the table. Lazily, it put its little sharp mouth close to its tail, only a pair of eyes turned around.

"Look, is this the man?"

He asked the waiter standing on one side, who was still staring at the little fox in a daze. As soon as he heard the sound of brand Heng's consideration, he came over and looked at the picture on the table carefully.

, as like as two peas, found that the woman in the picture was almost the same as the one he remembered.

The waiter nodded quickly,

"it's this person, it's his."

Changqing and they all gathered around the picture to look at it. They knew the painting skill of their childe. This painting can be said to be lifelike. Even if it is only obtained from the words in the description of the second grade, it has already caught the eye.

At least six of the portraits are like the man.

And what do the people in the painting say?

This is not Shen Qingci at all. No matter how good the art of transfiguration can be changed into this, the so-called transfiguration is also dependent on itself.

With such a big face and such a small eye, the whole facial features are quite different from Shen Qingci's, but the chin, especially the chin, is very round. It's too round.

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