Hoo... Woo...
The cold wind howls, blowing across the rooftop.
In the dormitory hall of Fox Mountain, it is already bedtime.
The foxes either run to their beds to lie down or recline on their own mats, banana leaves, or cotton cushions.
Today, the master did not sleep with them. Just now, he said to let them sleep first.
Crunchy Noodle lies on the cushion and sees the master not far away, seemingly very happy, still reading literature.
"Ying ying ao ao ao..."
Donut lies on the same cushion, whispering to Crunchy Noodle... Everyone, when going to the mundane world, doesn't eat Crunchy Noodles anymore, they switch to steak, lobster, and such!
"Ying?"
Crunchy Noodle furrows its brow, stretches out its fox claw, rubs its furry face, and feels a bit depressed.
"Ao?"
So, does its skill still have any use?
Seems like... it actually does have some use?
Because not far away, the master is staring at the fake Crunchy Noodle set it pieced together, looking very pleased.
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