Master of Ten Thousand Foxes-Chapter 190 - 128: The Protective Talisman from Expert Bai Mo Turned Out to Be Worthless?

The sunset falls.

A cool breeze gradually blows across the streets of West State City.

After-work vehicles whiz by, and children leaving school chase each other playfully.

Bai Mo walks along the roadside, hands in pockets, his tall figure casting a long shadow.

Pang Youyou squats on his master's shoulder, wagging its tail, sniffing eastward for the aroma of crawfish and skewers, then westward for the scent of spicy hot pot and roujiamo.

It swallows a mouthful of saliva, nudging its master's head.

"Ying ying ying."

Bai Mo looks into the distance.

"Let's go have a traditional lamb soup from an old shop!

"It's not far, but the owner is old and doesn't offer takeout.

"Come on, I'll take you there."

Pang Youyou nods obediently, slurping a mouthful of saliva.

One person and one fox walk along, brushing past a group of playful schoolchildren.

But no one notices Pang Youyou... Indeed, its "low presence" trait is effective even in the present world!

They walk through a few streets, then turn into an alleyway.

Bai Mo finds the unnamed little lamb soup shop.

He lifts the curtain and enters, seeing the old decor but bright and clean windows.

The entire shop is filled with the fresh aroma of lamb, not at all gamey, but with a hint of milky fragrance.

Pang Youyou squats on its master's shoulder, looking up with narrowed eyes, slurping a mouthful of saliva... Even though it ate well at the Fox Mountain cafeteria, it has no problem having an extra snack!

Bai Mo is about to speak when the old man from the kitchen comes out, waving his hand with a smile.

"All sold out, all sold out for today!"

Huh?

So soon?

Isn't it not even dinner time yet?

Bai Mo suddenly notices another figure in the shop, wearing a sun hat, sunglasses, and a mask, and dressed like a celebrity avoiding paparazzi.

This person picks up bag upon bag of takeout boxes from the table, ready to leave.

The key point is, there are just too many takeout boxes! Stacked up in the bag, probably dozens!

And in each takeout box is the lamb soup. Half a box of soup, the rest meat, full and generous with premium cuts!

So, the reason lamb soup sold out so early today is this person the culprit?

Did this person buy them all?

Bai Mo freezes for a moment, looks at Pang Youyou, considers looking for another place... only to see the "paparazzi disguise" person handing over a box.

"Huh?

"There's no need for this..."

Swish!

Before Bai Mo finishes speaking, the lamb soup has already been grabbed by Pang Youyou's fox claw.

"Ah?"

Pang Youyou also reacts abruptly, how could it take that?

It would embarrass its master!

It blames its disobedient paw, which just reached out on its own! 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

It extends its paw again, returning the lamb soup.

"Awo!"

The "paparazzi disguise" person also freezes for a moment.

It seems they hadn't noticed the fox before, only realizing now... and then fetches a second box to place on top of the first on the fox claw.

Bai Mo feels even more awkward.

"That's not what I meant..."

The "paparazzi disguise" person chuckles softly.

"That's exactly what I meant, it's on me.

"Didn't Expert Bai Mo recognize me?"

The voice, sweet yet slightly magnetic, unmistakably belongs to Su Yaoyao!

This person, dressed in a "paparazzi disguise," has styled her wavy long hair into a bun, hidden her delicate face, concealed her slender figure, somehow found this little shop, and bought it out.

Pang Youyou holds the two full takeout boxes, looking at its master... should they or shouldn't they take them?

Bai Mo thinks for a moment, then takes out a protective talisman from his pocket.

"Well, thank you!

"Let me give you a gift in return."

...

Dusk approaches in the mountains, as birds return to the forest, their chirping filling the space between Earth and Heaven.

West Ridge Mountain Range, Little Volcano, halfway up the mountain.

This area has been leveled into a flat square, with a row of seven or eight houses just built along the edge—it's the Committee's volcano outpost.

Now, the dining room at the center of the outpost is already lit up.

A dozen Immortal Technique Committee members gather around the dining table, slurping up lamb soup with relish.

"Wow, this soup is fragrant, the meat tender, really excellent."

"The crescent rolls are a bit soggy, what a pity."

"Thanks to Committee Member Su and Red Treasure, we get to enjoy hot lamb soup, hahaha."

This outpost is deep within the West Ridge Mountain Range; delivery doesn't reach here, and the kitchen isn't ready yet. They rely on Red Treasure flying back from the city with food.

Beside the table, Red Treasure puffs out its chest, head crowned with a durian helmet, radiating pride. Upon hearing this praise, its Immortal Qi increases a bit more.

Su Yaoyao, nibbling her food, takes out the protective talisman Bai Mo gave her from her pocket.

It's a brand-new red brocade pouch, with the words "Good Luck and Prosperity" embroidered in Golden Thread on the surface.

She can feel a round thin piece inside the pouch...

"A Copper Plate? Or a jade disc?

"Could it be Bai Mo's heirloom protective talisman, given to me?

"Could this guy... be interested in me?

"I haven't graduated with my master's yet, and he's just starting college.

"He is quite good-looking though..."

Su Yaoyao ponders while opening the red brocade pouch, taking out the round piece inside, only to find it's a coin, the front bearing the emblem of West State University of Technology, the reverse engraved with..."West State University of Technology Welcomes You".

Where did this come from?

At the dining table, Xue Yong cranes his neck for a look.

"Hey?

"Committee Member Su, did you also attend the university recruitment fair?

"How did you get a souvenir from the event?"

Su Yaoyao freezes for a moment.

"A souvenir?"

Xue Yong nods.

"Yes, it's a souvenir from West State University of Technology, everyone can get one.