Chapter 21

  I clenched my fists and kept thinking of him as a dog, a mad dog in heat. Fine, let him kiss me then, it's just like being kissed by a dog.

  "Ah choo."

  He suddenly jumped up, spat vigorously on the ground, turned his head to look at me who was still lying on the grass, with a disgusted expression: "The mouth of the 13th generation is really smelly, how many days haven't you washed your mouth?"

  I sat up in anger and said to him with a huff: "If you're so capable, then don't kiss me. After kissing me, you still say my mouth stinks."

  "Kiss you?" He raised an eyebrow, looking at me with disdain all over his face. "With your chicken chest, you still want me to kiss you? You're really dreaming. I'm too lazy to even look at you, and those yellow teeth of yours... just thinking about it now makes me feel like vomiting."

  He made a retching sound and spat violently on the grass several times, but unfortunately nothing came out.

  He walked over and kicked my leg with his foot, saying impatiently: "Hurry up, hurry up, get up for me. Didn't I say we're going to find that big cockroach?"

  "He's not a cockroach, his name is Zhang Ruofei." I hastily shouted beside him.

  He ignored me, put his hands in his pockets and jumped up and down with a pleased expression on his face.

  "Hurry up, hurry up, or your big cockroach will die here."

  "They all said he wasn't a big cockroach, his name was Zhang Ruofei."

  No matter how loudly I shouted behind him, the fox just ignored me, humming a tune as he walked ahead, looking like he was in an especially good mood.

  I followed behind his butt with a sorrowful heart, remembering Zhang Ruo Fei's comforting words. It has been such a long time and he still hasn't appeared, could something bad have happened to him?!

  I don't dare to think about these things, I quickened my pace and closely followed the fox's back, heading into that thicket. The sky in this illusion suddenly changed from daytime to night, and fireflies on the leaves flew up one after another, like countless small lanterns dancing in the air.

  "How beautiful!" I exclaimed involuntarily in a low voice, stretching out my hand, and a firefly landed on the tip of my finger.

  Suddenly, I was so excited in my heart, "Fox, fox, come and see quickly!"

  "What are you looking at?" he said somewhat impatiently, turning his head to glance at me, then quickly walked over and slapped the insect dead with one palm.

  I was stunned all of a sudden, feeling a scorching hot flow in the palm of my hand, flowing down from between my fingers, and a bloody smell suddenly appeared in front of my nose.

  "Ah..."

  I saw a piece of crimson on my hand and let out a shrill cry.

  "What's all the yelling about, it's deafening."

  He stretched out his hand to cover my ear, and with the other hand he grasped mine and wiped it on his shirt. "Don't shout anymore, or that big cockroach will become a dead cockroach."

  I bit my lip and didn't argue with him about the "cockroach" nickname. Curious, I asked: "How is it that there are so many fireflies in this body?"

  Blood?

  He stretched out his hand and gave me a heavy slap on the head, "These are not ordinary fireflies, they are all raised by that female ghost's blood-sucking insects, if you get bitten by them...".

  He suddenly leaned his head forward and said fiercely: "Then you can prepare to be sucked dry of blood by it!"

  I was so frightened that my body shook all over.

  He glanced down at my legs and said, "Let's go, there's no way if your legs are short."

  Having said that, he took a step towards me.