Facing the old man's suspicious gaze, Xu Qing was slightly moved, his eyes lighting up, "I heard that seeing a nine-tailed fox brings good fortune. If you can get its blessing, it can even protect you from evil spirits."
"You have the bloodline of the fox race, doesn't that make you a living symbol of good luck?"
"How about you bless me too, Old Hu, so that my business thrives and I have corpses to collect every day!"
Hu Baosong replied grumpily, "I don't have that kind of power. What you're talking about is a form of the fox race's Blessing Technique. When mastered, it's not as powerful as the legendary Words and Laws Follow, but it's still quite miraculous."
"That's a shame....."
Putting his thoughts away, Xu Qing said, "You've just caught your breath, Old Hu. Rest for now, and I'll come back tomorrow for advice."
