Chapter 1593: Fox cloak

Lao Yuyi is so easy to find, he must be on the way to Changlin, but the hard to find are Lao Yusi who has no news at this time.
It was night, and it was a quiet night. The cold moon outside was shining down, the silver frost in that room fell, and it became a little bit colder, and the wind outside was blowing the trees, and only these sounds , Fell on the jade plate.
Lao Yuyi sat up, only because the moonlight outside was too bright, so in this room, even if there is no squinting lamp, you can still see the furnishings inside.
When he reached the window, he also sat down, looking at the round of Leng Yue Qinghui, a little drowsy.
The little fox got out of the quilt, then jumped into his arms, with a pair of clever round eyes, looking at him from time to time.
"I'm fine." Luo Yuyi patted his little head.
In fact, he can't tell what's wrong with him now? It seems that there is a kind of anxiety, and this unexplained anxiety also makes him sleepy with nothing.
However, he really didn't know where such uneasiness began and why.
He sat by the window, letting the cool breeze outside the window come again and again, messing up his clothes.
Moonlight, cool wind.
A dry moon hung high.
On the second day, Xiao An made up the things they needed in Zhenzhi, and also bought several roast chickens and some beef in the shop.
When the people in the restaurant saw him carrying a bunch of things, they looked at his eyes like where he was a pig.
Xiao An really wanted to roll his own blind eye at them.
What to look at? Isn’t the little master’s master having a lot of money, little master’s master, eat one and throw one, besides, is this really his master’s food?
The owner of his family can be said to be vegetarian. They eat very little meat. They eat all the meat, plus a fox like a pig.
He just didn't understand, because the fox was a little smaller.
The belly is not too big, but why is it so edible? What you can eat is the taste of a person.
Can't figure it out, really can't figure it out.
He sometimes wondered whether his son was raising a fox or a pig. He really had never seen such an edible fox.
Taking all these things back into the carriage, Xiao An was tired sitting there and didn't want to move. He patted his chest.
Also sitting outside the carriage, waiting for Luo Yuyi to come out.
When his breath finally passed, Luo Yuyi walked out, and he walked over in a stride wearing a fox fur cloak.
"My son, where's the fox?"
Xiao An rubbed her hands, which is really getting colder as she walked, fearing that if she goes on, it will be harder to move forward.
I only hope that they can arrive at Changlin earlier. According to the son, if they arrive at Changlin, it will be the beginning of spring. There are still several months to go.
And how do you get close on this road?
And he watched Luo Yuyi for a long time.
Why is that fox gone?
It is not on the shoulders of the son, and the son does not hold it, so where did this little chaos go?
Luo Yuyi reached out his hand and pointed to his cloak.
Xiao An is still unclear, not in the cloak, wait...
Oh my god, is it possible...
Xiao'an quickly covered her own mouth, and she was shocked. The son killed the little fox, and then used fox fur to make herself a cloak.
This is the fox fur, or the white fox fur. Doesn't he really make a cloak every year?
Fu Huo followed along and kicked Xiao An.
"What are you doing here, don't you leave?"
"no no."
Xiao An is a little incoherent.
"That fox..." He originally wanted to say that he was stabbed by the son, and then made a fox fur cloak, and now he is wearing it on the son.
"fox?"
Fu Yan held the sword in his arms tightly.
"It's in the master's cape and hat. Where do you think it has gone? It's a mile away from the master. When it goes, it moves much faster than you."
Xiao An patted his forehead, how could he think so, his son was kind to the fox, he was like his own brother, how could he go off the fox's skin and make himself a cloak? wear?
Besides, that fox is as white as snow every year, and the white one seems to be shining. He has never heard of this in this world. Which fox will grow like that?
I have never seen a second fox so white.
The hair on the young man's cloak does not seem to be so white.
When he thought of this, he couldn't help but laughed. Fortunately, he didn't ask, otherwise if the son knew about it, he would have to roll his eyes.
The carriage went on again, and the weather got colder, so they all put on cotton-padded clothes, just hope they can get on the road better, and it will help them find a few towns. , Otherwise, you can only sleep outside. It’s cold outside, even if there are more than quilts, it’s impossible to block the cold.
Besides, this is no better than an inn outside. No matter how it is, there is a shelter from the wind and rain in the inn. Of course, the most important thing is that there is still a bite to eat.
If this is outside, there is not even a mouthful of hot water, how can this be tolerated.
"My son, there seems to be a small village ahead, are we going to spend the night?"
Xiao An couldn't help but wiped his forehead with his sleeve.
In this cold day, he was all in a cold sweat, and he knew how tight they were on the road. It seemed that the day before yesterday was also dark, and they might have to sleep outside again.
And he really didn't want to stay outside.
It was really frozen like a dog, so he almost cried with a rock.
"Go and find out, there is a town ahead, how long will it take to arrive?"
Luo Yuyi leaned his body back, but in fact he still wanted to find an inn to live in, so that he would not trouble others without bothering others.
"Yes."
Xiao An hurriedly stopped the carriage, and jumped out of the carriage. Naturally, he was the one who asked for the news. As for the face of the son, it's better not to see people, even if you wear a mask. The people are not something ordinary villagers can afford, and for Fuyan, are they not afraid to scare people to death?
It's better for him. He has been a little second in the classroom for a few years. Let's not talk about the others. This is a difficult person to talk. As long as he sees this smiling face, he is not angry.
He hurried to the village in front of him, and also asked someone to ask.
Within a moment, he ran back again, still panting.
"My son, the little one has already inquired clearly."