Chapter Nineteenth White Fox
The night is as deep as the sea, all sounds are quiet, only the snowflakes rustling and falling. By tomorrow, it will surely be a vast white world wrapped in silver...
Jingyang Village was pitch black, with only a faint light seeping out from Chen Jianchen's study - unlike others, Chen Jianchen always slept relatively late and didn't mind wasting lamp oil; every time this happened, others thought he was still studying under the lamplight, but in fact, he often just sat there blankly.
Tonight, he is also stupid.
In the past few days, Chen Jianchen has experienced a series of thrilling and absurd events that have almost overturned his understanding of the entire parallel space. He needs some time to digest all this - just during the day, when facing Ah San who tried to harm him, Chen Jianchen had a strong urge to kill, and almost took action to get rid of him, but finally gave up due to certain considerations.
Actually, since crossing over, as time passed, in his words and deeds, he had slowly eliminated many of the habits of his previous life. This is an inevitable trend, people living need to adapt to new environments.
Of course, Chen Jianchen's mind has not changed much. For example, he still dislikes the eight-part essay and can't read the Four Books; in his view, the so-called sage books - the ideas advocated in the Four Books are really stale and unbearable.
"If a lord wants his subject to die, his subject cannot but die; if a father wants his son to perish, his son cannot but perish..."
"Exhaustively investigate human desires, and thoroughly understand heavenly principles, then one can begin to learn..."
The whole article is full of similar feudalistic and rigid moral teachings, nothing more than trying to train all the people in the world into obedient subjects.
This is not true Confucianism, or rather, it's not the Confucianism in Chen Jianchen's mind, but a castrated and distorted one!
It's hard for him to accept as a transmigrator, he has an inherent resistance; with such resistance, how can he possibly read it? Accept it?
However, all sorts of rebellious ideas and thoughts are something that Chen Jianchen currently does not dare to reveal in the slightest, and can only be deeply buried in his heart. Moreover, at present, for him, the identity of a scholar-official is like an amulet, and it would be unwise to abandon it.
But this is not a long-term solution. After the New Year, the college will reopen, and during the learning period, if you can't do those rigid and stiff eight-part essays, it's easy to reveal your true nature - this problem is headache-inducing, and the days of relying on tricks seem to be numbered.
Alas...
Chen Jianchen sighed and stood up, pacing back and forth in his room while wearing his clothes.
Buzz!
Suddenly, he felt a slight movement in his bosom. His face changed color and he reached into his pocket to pull out the protective amulet given by Qingyun. The amulet was shining all over, sparkling with a soft light.
Qingyun Daozhang once said that if the protective charm glows with a warning light, it indicates that an evil creature is approaching.
No good!
Chen Jianchen cried out in surprise, but before he could react, the window on the south side was pushed open a crack, and with a swift movement, a small white fox slipped inside.
Huh?
Chen Jianchen had already picked up a chair and was about to smash it over, but when he saw his opponent clearly, he restrained himself - it was actually him!
Only the white fox stood still in the room, standing upright, raising a pair of forelimbs to salute, then gently bowed down to the ground, making soft calls from its mouth, as if saying "I came uninvited, please forgive me" and so on, looking like a little girl who had made a mistake.
Chen Jian saw it and was taken aback with a loss of laughter - he was not one of those rigid and ossified people, but also knew that demons could be good or bad. This fox spirit knew how to repay kindness, was clever and resourceful, and had won Chen Jian's favor, and was even planning to visit Fengshan again to see if he could meet it again, but didn't expect it to come on its own initiative.
He slowly put down his chair and curiously sized up the white fox.
It turns out that Chen Jianchen saved his life on Maple Mountain, but the other party also sent a magical fruit to let him transform in a short period of time, so he can defeat Pu Pi A San today and overcome one difficulty - in a sense, it's almost as if the White Fox saved his life!
A life for a life, and all favors are wiped out.
The question is, what does this mysterious white fox want coming to my door at midnight on a snowy night?
"Hmm...Hmm...Hmm..."
The white fox raised its two paws and gestured, calling out non-stop. Unfortunately, Chen Jianchen was confused and couldn't understand what the other party wanted to express at all.
Man has his language and beast has its own.
Communication is a big problem!
After a while, Chen Jianchen still shook his head, looking puzzled. The little white fox seemed to be in a hurry, looked around, and suddenly moved a chair over to the edge of the table, then jumped up onto it.
On the chair, it first made a bow to Chen Jianchen with great respect, then stood up and stretched out its right front leg to take a brush from the pen holder on the desk.
This brush was once used by Chen Jianchen. However, after he got used to the Demon-Expelling Brush, this one was rarely used and left idle in the pen holder. As for the Demon-Expelling Brush, every time it was used, Chen Jianchen would clean it thoroughly and put it back in its special box.
Here is the translation:
With pen in hand, Little White Fox took another sheet of white paper from the case, carefully spreading it out on the table. Then, with rapt attention and an attitude of utmost seriousness, he began to write on the paper!
Chen Jianchen stared, his jaw almost dropping in shock - this little white fox, it could actually write!
This scene is extremely ethereal and mysterious, giving Chen Jianchen an exceptionally strong sense of shock. Looking at her attitude and posture, it's as if a little girl who knows books and etiquette is doing her homework with utmost seriousness.
"The little fox has seen the benevolent duke!"
Six delicate and beautiful small characters appeared neatly on the white paper, clear at a glance, distinct and well-defined - this handwriting must have been practiced for many days.
Chen Jianchen couldn't help but applaud and exclaimed, "Stabilizing his emotions, he blinked his eyes and asked with great curiosity: 'What is your origin?'"
The white fox picked up its brush and wrote: "Xiao Hu lives in the Wosong Cave behind Mount Feng, where he had an epiphany and opened his spiritual aperture, learning Taoist magic; now he cultivates in the realm of yin spirits."
Chen Jianchen understood - he had heard Qingyun say that there were six major realms in cultivating the Tao, namely: opening up, yin spirit, golden elixir, yuan infant, dharma form and human immortal.
Qingyun Daozhang himself was a Yin Spirit cultivator, just like the White Fox.
What is known as a yin spirit, in fact, refers to the soul leaving its physical body. Mortal eyes are basically unable to see through it. However, this state is extremely fragile, for example, it cannot be exposed to sunlight, nor can it withstand strong winds, nor can it come into contact with fresh blood that is full of yang energy... and so on, many taboos. Once these taboos are violated, the soul may be dispersed, annihilated, and in the end, only an empty shell of a body will remain, resembling a walking corpse.
Therefore, generally speaking, practitioners will not easily let their spirits leave their bodies, lest they incur unpredictable and terrible consequences.
The white fox now has a Yin Spirit cultivation, if it can reach the top of the hundred-foot pole and further cultivate the Golden Elixir, it can transform into a human body - for demons, being able to transform into a human body is considered extremely high attainment.
Chen Jianchen's spirits lifted, he was no longer afraid at all. The white fox couldn't speak but could write, with this means of communication, he could get many answers he wanted to know from the other party...

