Master of Ten Thousand Foxes-Chapter 255 - 162: Turning the Fox Ancestors’ Loser Song into a Skill? (Part 2)
Bai Mo suddenly realized and remembered a form of punishment mentioned in the literature... Sound Torture!
Using special instruments, a unique melody is produced near the criminal’s ear, driving them to madness, causing their entire body to become restless and their spirit to collapse. Those who regularly perform this punishment can even produce sounds that stir the criminal’s soul, making them wish for death!
"So this Hollow Unicorn Head is the instrument for performing Sound Torture?"
"This Sound Torture is somewhat like Black Claw’s song."
...
After resolving the problem of fear brought by the song, Black Claw returned to its work post.
It doesn’t plant herbs; its work station is in the ventilation room, located in a rundown palace at the mountain pass.
The mountain pass is already windy, and the front and back palace walls of this palace have huge holes, allowing the strong wind to blow through, creating an excellent drying workshop.
On various drying racks, all sorts of medicinal herbs are hanging.
Some are freshly hung and still bright and beautiful.
Some have been hanging for quite a while, already covered in wrinkles.
And some have hung for so long that they have become dry and shriveled, resembling the skin of an old woman.
"Ying ying ying."
Black Claw bounced and hopped, weaving between each drying rack, inspecting the drying progress of various hanging herbs in the workshop.
"Aow?"
Squeezing with its front paws, it found that the Dragon Transformation Grass has dried quite well, probably enough.
It picked the Dragon Transformation Grass from the rack, placed it into a small bamboo basket, intending to bring it to Master later for another check.
The next herb is a pale yellow and translucent gel on the drying rack, Southern Tree Gum!
This can’t be pinched with paws; it will stick!
It stretched its neck, opened its mouth, and blew a breath upward.
"Hoo..."
The Southern Tree Gum immediately began to tremble and shake, as if dancing. Amidst the trembling, it produced a "buzzing" tremor sound.
Black Claw furrowed its eyebrows.
The "buzzing" tone indicates the drying is insufficient and requires more time!
"Ying."
It then left the Southern Tree Gum and went to find the next herb.
...
Half of the day had passed, and work temporarily concluded. Lunchtime wasn’t yet there, so Black Claw found a comfortable spot, laying sprawled out, rubbing its belly, and inexplicably smiled foolishly with squinted eyes.
It reached out its front paws, touching the Human Head Mushroom beside it... This Human Head Mushroom is also brought here for drying.
Master said once it’s dried out and wrinkled, it can be used as an "Old Man’s Head."
While touching it, it recalled the choir from the dormitory hall earlier.
"Aow?"
Then it remembered the sad song within its bloodline memory.
"Ying?"
It rubbed its chubby belly, and its fat head... Times have changed; it is no longer a wild fox from the mountain. It is the direct disciple of Fox Mountain, with its safety guaranteed, a cafeteria, tasty food in large portions, and a dormitory to sleep with Master, ensuring absolute safety and eating until it has a round belly.
Now, it only wants to grin foolishly, with nothing to be sad about.
Whoosh...
Outside, the gale blew in again!
Woo woo...
The wind was so strong, it directly used the broken Copper Hall as a whistle.
Black Claw instinctively covered its plump head, its triangular ears.
"Ying ying ying."
This wind sound is quite frightening!
Thinking about it, it suddenly froze.
"Aow?"
Is it possible for the ancestors’ song to be cultivated into a skill?
With diligent practice, could it become a song that truly scares the enemy away?
At that moment, singing a song could frighten the enemy away? Scare the enemy to their core?
Thinking of this, it lay on the ground, closed its eyes, twisted its mouth in a wicked grin, laughing until its body curled up.
After laughing, it quickly got up, holding the mushroom head, its fox face full of seriousness.
"Ying ying ying!"
It will use this mushroom as the audience for its practice.
It cleared its throat, composed its emotions, and began to sing.
"Ying ying aow~
"Ying ying aow~
"Ying ying ying ying aow~"
The Human Head Mushroom frowned slightly, drooped its eyes, looking reluctant.
But Black Claw disregarded it, only holding it in its paw and continued singing to it.
"Aow aow ying~
"Aow aow ying~
"Aow aow aow aow ying~"
...
In the blink of an eye, many days passed.
Bai Mo sat at his home dining table, eating cold noodles and scrolling through his phone.
The class group was particularly lively, as everyone had already received their admission notices.
[Hahaha, look at mine, it’s with gold lettering!]
[Picture]
[Whoa, why is mine printed on A4 paper?]
[Image]
[Mine came with a campus yearbook and postcards, haha]
[@Fang Yuan, @Zhang Jian, did you both receive yours?]
[Image]
It was an image uploaded by Zhang Jian.
An admission letter from Heluo University Medical College, topped with a West State University admission letter, piled under Zhang Jian’s rough big hand, finally topped by Fang Yuan’s soft little hand.
The group chat went silent for a moment, then exploded!
[Kick them out!]
[This pair of annoying lovebirds!]
[Unbearable!]
Zhang Jian uploaded a voice message.
Opening it, it turned out to be a terribly out-of-tune song.
"I’m really so happy~ so happy~"
Bai Mo grinned. This singing, compared to his own disciples’ choir, wasn’t much better.
"Isn’t the original by Liu Xiaoxiao?
"Why does listening to Liu Xiaoxiao sing make people happy, but listening to Zhang Jian sing just gives you a headache?"
Upon careful listening, Zhang Jian was actually in tune.
But his vocal quality is worlds apart from Liu Xiaoxiao’s.
"It shows that the effect of a song doesn’t just depend on the voice.
"Even if Zhang Jian sings until he’s hoarse, he won’t achieve the same effect."
...
"Ow... Ow..."
He really did get a bit hoarse!
Black Claw was quite distressed, quickly shut his mouth, holding his Copper Bowl, lining up obediently.
This is the Fox Mountain cafeteria, and he was standing in a long line.
A rich aroma wafted from the front, luring the noses of each fox.
"Ow ow ow? Whee whee ow ow?"
The Big Ears in front of Black Claw turned his head, trying to chat with Black Claw. He smelled banana and soy milk, suspecting today’s lunch would be banana milkshakes!
"Ow ow whee whee whee!"
...made by Black Nose and Dark Circles, hand-made milkshakes!
Black Claw nodded seriously, but didn’t make a sound.
Unfazed, Big Ears asked again.
"Ow ow whee whee whee?"
...Do you like banana milkshakes?
Black Claw nodded.
"Ow whee whee ow whee?"
...Have you ever had a banana milkshake?
Black Claw nodded again.
He didn’t want to speak, didn’t want to make a sound...
After all, losing his voice from singing practice was too embarrassing.
Thinking he could scare off enemies with an ancestral trash song... That’s also quite embarrassing.
Even foxes have their pride!
He wanted to practice secretly, not letting other disciples know.
Learn the song first, then silently get better, and surprise all the foxes!
So, he didn’t speak, answering all questions with nods and shakes of the head!
Unexpectedly, Big Ears continued to ask.
"Ow ow whee whee ow ow?"
...What does a banana milkshake taste like?
Black Claw was exasperated... How could he answer that?
No nodding or shaking could convey it, even if he spoke in fox language, he couldn’t explain!
He furrowed his brows, pondered for a moment, gesturing for Big Ears to go back to the previous question.
Big Ears, perplexed, went back to the last question.
"Ow whee whee ow whee?"
...Have you ever had a banana milkshake?
Black Claw shook his head.
Never had it!
Big Ears furrowed his brows, sensing something off, wondering what was up with Black Claw?
He hugged Black Claw, smiling, without saying much.
...
In the cafeteria, all the foxes received their banana milkshakes, each holding a bowl, sipping with smiles on their face and eyes squinting into crescents. Occasionally sticking out their tongues to lick the milkshake left on their mouths.
"Whee whee whee!"
"Ow ow ow!"
"Whee whee whee!"
This is so good!
Black Claw was sipping the milkshake, soothing his throat, feeling quite happy, wanting to call out a bit... But he was still hoarse, as soon as he opened his mouth, he immediately swallowed back the sound.
What he didn’t notice was that not far behind him, Big Ears had already finished his milkshake, licked his mouth clean, licked his Copper Bowl clean, sneakily slipped out of the cafeteria, and ran to the Bronze Hall to find the Master!
