Chapter 71

  As soon as the words fell, I saw the fox's smile at the corner of his mouth stiffen, and then slowly disappear. He turned his gaze to me, and a glimmer of coldness flashed in his eyes, making my heart tremble with fear, afraid to even breathe.

  "What does the thirteenth generation think? Is this venerable one a demon or an immortal?"

  He lowered his voice and asked. The fox's head slowly approached me, with a sly smile on its face, not harboring good intentions.

  I had a bad feeling and was afraid of being seen through, so I lowered my head to avoid his gaze.

  "I...I...I don't know."

  "Haha... Don't you really know?"

  He stretched out his hand and scared me so much that I broke out in a cold sweat on my back.

  "The thirteenth generation seems to be very afraid of Ben Zun. Is it because he did something wrong to Ben Zun and feels guilty?"

  He smiled and continued to ravage my hair with his cunning fox-like hands.

  I said weakly: "No, I just suddenly thought of this thing and couldn't help but ask. If you don't want to answer, then let's pretend I didn't ask, and nothing was said."

  "How can this be, since the 13th generation doesn't want to listen, then Ben Zun won't say it either. Actually, before meeting the 13th generation, Ben Zun also lived here, but after staying at the 13th generation's house and living there, Ben Zun never came back."

  He gazed longingly at the surrounding halo, "I brought you here today to let you see what's different between the world where the fairies live and yours."

  I looked around and observed carefully, the pedestrians chatting and laughing on the street, the vendors shouting loudly at their stalls, the barbecue stalls emitting hot air, and the various shops with their windows full of dazzling goods.

  "There's nothing different, it all feels about the same!"

  "The 13th generation is too bad."

  He shook his head and said with a tinge of regret, "Take out the watch on your hand and take a look at the time on it."

  "Oh."

  I responded with a sound, lifted my hand and rolled up my sleeve to take a look, and couldn't help but jump in fright.

  "No way, how come it's only 9:30? I remember we had our morning reading class already. According to the usual schedule, it should be around 11 o'clock now, and we're about to have lunch soon!"

  The fox spirit nodded slightly and said, "Time is the biggest difference between the world of demons and the human world. A day in the human world is equivalent to a year here, which means that I have been staying at your house for several days, it's like leaving this place for many years."

  "That's an exaggeration."

  I can hardly believe it and can only describe what I heard as exaggerated.

  "Exactly, it's just that exaggerated."

  The fox suddenly grasped my hand and walked slowly forward along the asphalt road. Sighing slightly, "Actually, it hasn't been that long since we left, but why does your humble self still feel such sadness?"

  "Is it? Still sad."

  He's pretending to be pitiful, with a sorrowful and desolate expression on his face. I don't have any sympathy for him at all. Looking at him makes me want to punch him. What a waste of his great acting talent, being used to play a monster like this.

  "You skipped class early in the morning just to bring me here to see these?"

  "No."

  "What's he here for?"

  "Hmm..." The fox lowered its head in contemplation, seeming to think for a moment before glancing at me with ill intentions and saying: "Bring the thirteenth generation here to observe the world of monsters, let the thirteenth generation broaden their horizons."

  "Hehehe... thank you."