The night sky of West State City is not as deep as Fox Mountain but is a bright sapphire blue.
The night breeze carries the joyous chatter of people finally getting off work after a long day, the sweet aroma of beer, and the smoky fragrance of barbecue grilling.
The roadside open-air grilled gluten stand is busier than ever.
"Ten skewers of gluten, five skewers of tofu skin, fifteen yuan."
"Hey handso, here’s your beer."
...
Next to the small shop, Quanquan Hu, Black Ears, and White Ears, the three foxes, hide inside an invisibility cloak, poking their heads out, eyes fixed on the grill where skewers of sauce-covered gluten are roasting.
In unison, the three foxes gulped down their saliva.
Black Ears and White Ears looked full of suspicion.
They had Quanquan Hu lead them to the location of the Alchemy Furnace, but Quanquan Hu brought them to a gluten stand!
They suspected that Quanquan Hu followed the scent here. Just they had no evidence.
Not only did they suspect it, Quanquan Hu himself also doubted himself.
He followed his instincts, but could his instincts be tempted by the scent of grilling gluten?
The three foxes stared for a while longer, rembering this shop.
First, they must attend to the real business!
After they’re done, they should ask their master to take them here for a al!
Suddenly...
Swish!
Swish!
Two figures, one chasing and one fleeing, dashed past the three foxes!
They were so fast that the wind they brought left garbage bags flying, annoying the custors eating gluten skewers.
"Who is so impolite, riding motorcycles? Ghost Fire youth maybe?"
They carried a fishy wind, a sweet scent that even lingered in the air, which so custors grilling gluten could sll.
"Boss, do you also sell blood here? Cow blood or duck blood?"
Quanquan Hu and the other two looked at each other.
The ones who just passed by, one chasing and one fleeing, were running on their feet! Their speed was extrely quick, almost as fast as Black Ears who had enhanced lower limbs.
The one chasing was Wu Qingyun, wearing bright red armor and wielding a bright red sword.
The fleeing one was unfamiliar, Huang Mao, with a few Human Skin Talismans stuck on his legs.
The three foxes didn’t think much, took one last look at the grilled gluten, and continued following their instincts to locate the Alchemy Furnace.
...
So there it was, three foxes, dressed in invisibility cloaks, road through this old district of West State City.
Sotis through an alley, sotis around a flowerbed, sotis over a public restroom.
Quanquan Hu walked and contemplated, recalling the broken walls and pillars seen at the construction pit, contemplating if he could use his intuition to find the Alchemy Furnace.
No matter where they turned, it seed wrong.
Had his intuition gone off-track?
Or did he perhaps never have such intuition?
Not knowing, he led Black Ears and White Ears together, seeking farther and farther from the construction site and the ruins.
On the road, there were too many cars, so they journeyed through the roadside greenery.
The greenery had planted so boxwood, slightly taller than them.
Upon reaching a certain spot, Quanquan Hu suddenly stopped the two brothers.
Black Ears and White Ears paused montarily, looking around and seeing the roadside milk tea shop, colorful signs, and sour-sweet fruit scents. Plus, a freshly made milk ice cream being bought by a little girl.
Black Ears and White Ears craned their necks for a glance.
Milk tea they weren’t fond of, but that fresh milk ice cream seed nice!
They’ll rember this too.
First, they must attend to the real business!
Once done, they should ask their master to take them here for a treat!
About to move on, they were stopped by Quanquan Hu.
Hmm?
Is there sothing?
The three foxes got their heads together, whispering slyly in fox language.
"Yip yip yip, howl howl howl..."
Quanquan Hu found the Alchemy Furnace; according to his feeling, the Alchemy Furnace was just underground here! Digging down from this greenery area, they would find the Alchemy Furnace!
...
Under the night sky, Bai Mo strolled through streets and alleys, hands in pockets.
On his shoulder, weighing him down, was the plump Quanquan Hu, perched on his master’s shoulder with the invisibility cloak, guiding the master!
Often he leaned to his master’s ear, advising the route, telling the master when to turn.
Black Ears and White Ears followed behind their master.
Entering an old street, passing by the open-air gluten skewer shop.
There were not many custors left, not much gluten left either... After all, it was already quite late.
Bai Mo passed by this shop, then doubled back.
Because he heard the slurping sounds from his disciples.
"Uh...
"Just say if you want to eat."
He approached, pointing to the remaining gluten, fish tofu, pork belly, "Boss, I’ll take them all, just don’t make it spicy."
...
Not long after, carrying a full bag of grilled gluten, Bai Mo continued the journey to where Quanquan Hu had indicated.
Clearly audible was Quanquan Hu’s slurping sound beside his ear, even louder!
Behind him, White Ears and Black Ears, though cloaked in invisibility, walked with slight hop and skip.
Passing the park construction site, the sound of excavators inside the fence still roared on, not pausing for the night. They saw vehicles from the Immortal Technique Committee quickly speeding over, seemingly reinforcents sent from West State City. The air still bore traces of blood scent; it wasn’t hard to imagine the fierce battle that had just occurred.
"Hmm... things sure are lively here."
Following Quanquan Hu’s guidance, Bai Mo wandered through streets and lanes, growing ever distant.
Finally crossing two streets, in front of a milk tea shop, his divine sense noticed his three disciples subconsciously turned their heads in unison, looking at the milk tea shop’s fresh milk ice cream machine.
Bai Mo smirked.
Did these little mischiefs co out to hunt for food?
The milk tea shop had already turned off the lights, seemingly about to close. Bai Mo hurried up to the lady clerk, asking with urgency.
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