Chapter 8

  "Huh?"

  Grandpa and I screamed at the same time, but the fox in front of us seemed to be enjoying itself.

  "Did I touch it?" I slowly looked down in the direction he was pointing, and suddenly woke up with a start. I had actually touched him there! Looking at his smug expression, my mind went blank.

  I could feel it, a fierce fire burning behind me, I trembled slightly and turned around, my hands tightly covering my head, looking at Grandpa.

  "Waaah, I didn't mean to."

  I was crying with a sad face, but surprisingly found that at this moment, Grandpa's expression on his face was abnormally distorted, as if he was holding back something.

  I couldn't help but smile, thinking that Grandpa was still on my side after all!

  That smelly fox, smiling at Grandfather, said in a mysterious and eerie tone: "Eleventh generation, you come tell the thirteenth generation, whoever touched Fox Fairy's body should be dealt with how?"

  "Done, done, done, is it done?" I was quite startled.

  Grandpa bowed his head with a flattering face and said, "Why do you want to do it? The 13th generation successor is not good enough. Isn't there still the Fox Fairy who can save her?"

  "Save her?" The fox looked at me with disdain, stretched out his hand and poked grandfather's chest, laughing wildly, "She's so foolish, I can't save her!"

  Grandpa coughed lightly a few times, turned his head and stared at me fiercely. Then he walked forward with small steps and said: "The granddaughter of the old man, although she looks a bit silly, but whatever she does, she is still very hardworking."

  "Trying hard?" The fox had a smug expression again, turned around and walked in front of me, his eyes full of disdain, staring at me for a few moments before suddenly stopping on my body.

  I followed his gaze and found that his eyes were staring at my chest, I quickly stretched out my hand to cover my chest and shouted: "You... you stinky rascal."

  I just remembered that I was hugging that stinky fox and pressing it tightly against my chest, I was so angry that I wanted to smash my head to death.

  "Hooligan?" He seemed to be very disdainful, and after glancing at my chest a few more times, he said with a arrogant face: "Just those few pounds of meat on your chest, I'm not so hungry that I'd stoop to that level."

  "How much meat? Because of these three words, I was so angry that I gritted my teeth, clenched my fists, and stared at the stinky fox with dead eyes. In a loud voice, I said: "What did you say? What is only a few taels of meat? Even if it's a 34C chest, can this be called small?"

  He just smiled and didn't speak, his eyes full of sarcasm and disdain. The look was infuriating, making one want to rush up and punch him twice.

  Grandfather pushed me away, walked forward, and his face was full of smiles. "Fox Fairy Lord, don't bother with this silly girl anymore. The old man's family line is passed down to her, there's no other choice. Even if she's a fool, the old man still has to try hard to teach her how to learn demon-subduing magic."

  Grandpa said with a helpless expression.

  The smelly fox covered his mouth and smiled: "That's really hard for the eleventh generation, I understand that too, and the thirteenth generation is also stupid enough."

  "Today, the little old man's granddaughter accidentally touched your true body. You can't stay in this temple anymore, why not come home with us?"

  The way he spoke, it seemed like he couldn't wait to lift that stinky fox up to heaven.

  As soon as I heard this, I rushed forward and grabbed Grandfather's sleeve, blocking his way: "Grandfather, our house is very small, where can we put him?"

  He's furious now, and with a flick of his hand, he sent me flying. "Get out of here!" He shouted, then rushed forward and hugged the smelly fox's leg tightly.