However, not long after, he regretted it again, cursing himself by the fire for playing innocent.
He fell asleep while he was cursing, but was woken up by the cold in the middle of the night. The only drawback of this small island was that it was pretty hot during the day, but pretty cold at night, with a high temperature variation.
Liu Zhenhan woke up early the next day. He made two "Beggar Birds", covered them in mud and placed them in front of the little fox and Guoguo's bed. He marked the hill with his knife, packed up and, with his bow and arrow, went out again.
The morning dew was very heavy. Liu Zhenhan's bare feet stepping on it felt chilly. Deep in the vegetation, some birds resembling quail, with pearl-like spots on their feathers, were poking their heads out. They seemed rather stupid and looked as if they couldn't fly.
Liu Zhenhan was hunting for exactly this kind of prey. Today, since his physical strength hadn't fully recovered, he could only settle for these fat and clumsy quails. Worried that these birds might have similar tricks to the fat rabbit, he began to shoot his bow from a long distance. His weak strength made the arrows shoot out limply. It took four arrows before he finally hit one.
The remaining few stupid birds stared blankly at their comrade impaled by an arrow. They shook their long, pretty feathered heads, and gathered around the already dead companion, chirping "gulu-gulu".
Liu Zhenhan was overjoyed. He took advantage of the few stupid birds surrounding their comrade and shot another arrow, piercing through two birds at once. The rest of the birds finally scattered and dived into the bushes.
Liu Zhenhan laughed heartily and strode forward to collect his prey. He hadn't walked a few steps when there was a "puchi" sound.
Liu SIR looked down and found his big foot stepping on a pile of fresh dung.
"Damn it..." Before Liu Zhenhan could finish his curse, he swallowed it back. He noticed the pieces of grass used for wiping feces on the ground. This pile of feces was his handiwork from the night before.
Several piles of feces were distributed in a pyramid shape, standing in his path. The first few piles were relatively solid, but further back, they became increasingly decayed.
Liu Zhenhan squatted down and took a close look at these piles of feces. A few clusters of tender green sprouts had grown in the harder feces from before, and on the half-dried, blackish feces, there were still several immature white melon seeds visible.
"Hehe..." Liu Zhenhan almost laughed until he cried.
This was too funny. Although he didn't like to spit out melon seeds when he was eating melon, this was too exaggerated, right? These melon seeds were too obliging, right? They hadn't even spent a night in his stomach before they returned to the world.
Liu Zhenhan counted. There were a dozen clusters of green melon sprouts.
After picking up the quail-like birds and strapping them around his waist, Liu Zhenhan used his curved knife as a shovel to gently scoop piles of sprouted feces onto large leaves. With the leaf in his hands, he happily trotted home.
In the next few days, aside from making food and drink, Liu Zhenhan abandoned his plans to explore the entire island and devoted himself entirely to caring for these melon sprouts. He even made a shed to shield the melon sprouts from wind and rain, and had Guoguo stand guard at the door with a stick. When night came, he would cover the melon sprouts with leaves and light a small bonfire to prevent frost and dew.
Liu Zhenhan had planted honeydew and watermelon before he joined the army, although not this particular variety. Melon sprouts like dry conditions and fear water. When they sprout, they need to be pinched and covered with loose soil.
Watching the originally short melon sprouts grow taller, Liu Zhenhan felt a sense of pride. The little fox's wounds had been healing along with the increase in the number of knife marks on the mountain wall.
One night, while Liu Zhenhan was sleeping, a pleasant fragrance lingered around his nose. A warmth spread over him, and when he woke up, the little fox was smiling at him from across the jumping fire.
Liu Zhenhan looked down and saw that he was wearing a cloak made of feathers. The feathers were green and red, with pearl-like spots and long quills. The colors were arranged in an orderly manner. He touched the base of the cloak and found that it was sewn with threads of the same color as the little fox's red robe.
"She must have used the thread from her own robe to make it for me, right?" Liu Zhenhan bit his lip, feeling that this was true.
The little fox's eyes were as vast as the Longchuan River in Liu Zhenhan's homeland, and as bright as stars in the night sky.
Without saying much, the two embraced each other tightly.
Guoguo inappropriately wriggled out from their embrace, curiously watching the two of them.
Little Fox tidied up her hair and began to sing loudly. Liu Zhenhan noticed that she suddenly had an unpierceable aura of sanctity. The usually bewitching face of the little fox seemed to be enveloped by something very strange.
Her clear and moving song seemed to come from the distant and silent sky. Liu Zhenhan, who normally had many wild thoughts, became calm listening to the song. Even Guoguo, who usually couldn't stand quietness, watched the little fox in awe with his mouth wide open.
The little fox kept chanting, and echoes started to ring through the silent valley. The fox continued to make strange gestures, which made Liu Zhenhan more and more puzzled and worried the more he watched.
The slender hand of the little fox formed a circle and suddenly touched Liu Zhenhan's forehead.
Liu Zhenhan's mind went blank, he staggered back a few steps before regaining his footing.
"What the heck?" Liu Zhenhan shook his head, "Honey, what are you up to?"
He didn't bother with politeness and started taking advantage of the little fox again.
"Sing for me?" Liu Zhenhan didn't care whether others could understand him. He pointed to his own nose and started bragging, "Do you know what my nickname was before?"
"I was the pride of the beautiful mountains and sparkling waters, my departure once made the singing world of the old mountain cry, renowned for my good looks and singing, the embodiment of a hero and a knight..." Old Liu continued to show off unrestrained.
Expression of love transcends language. The little fox silenced him with just a light kiss before he could finish boasting.
"You... I..." Mr. Liu swallowed hard, "You... kissed... me..."
"It is impolite not to reciprocate..."
At this time, the clouds were quietly sneaking into the layers of clouds, as if they were too shy to peep at this scene.
It was the mischievous Guoguo who interrupted Mr. Liu's long kiss again.
"Guoguo... Guoguo..." Guoguo seemed particularly dissatisfied.
"I love you too! Guoguo! I love you all! Damn... I'm in love!!" Liu Zhenhan felt his heart brimming with happiness, he momentarily lost himself. Of course, this also hinted at him taking advantage of the fact that the little fox couldn't understand him.
The little fox smiled until her eyes squinted, and her lovely mouth curved into a crescent.
"Did I first put my hand on your shoulder?" Liu Zhenhan teased as he pinched the little fox's attractive pink and white face.
"Did I actually fall for a fox spirit?" Liu Zhenhan took a deep breath, smelling the intoxicating scent of the little fox, he felt as if he was melting.
The little fox nestled half her body into his arms.
"Don't..." The little fox murmuringly opened her shell-like teeth, and spoke.
Liu Zhenhan was stunned as if he had been hit by a bullet in the face.
"What what...?" Liu Zhenhan asked again in disbelief.
"... For a sacrifice... It has a very significant meaning..." The little fox shied away and lowered her head.
Old Liu's head buzzed like it had been stuffed with a cannon.
"You can actually... speak?" Liu Zhenhan stuttered.
"It's not that I can speak your language, but you can speak mine now." The little fox's beautiful smile fluttered, her nose wrinkled playfully, creating ripples like those on the surface of a spring water.
"I heard everything you just said..." The little fox blushed as she said this.
"Uh..." Although Mr. Liu's face was thick enough to the extreme, he really had no words to say at this moment. His face burned even redder than the bonfire, and he started looking around for a hole to hide in.
There was no hole on the ground, only two shadows clung tightly together.
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