
When the cold winter comes, the frontier woods are covered with snow, and a vast expanse of white traverses the whole area. The soldiers who were patrolling unexpectedly found a black spot in the snow. He stepped forward and found a thin squirrel lying in the snow, almost freezing to death. He thought about it, and made a fire beside the squirrel. After a few minutes, the squirrel woke up. It is quite spiritual. It found a pine cone and stuffed it into the hands of the soldiers, as if to thank him for saving his life. "Hey, I can't accept this." The soldier said, "I want to be a general, and I need everyone's spirit." The squirrel insisted again and again, but was rejected, and finally hissed in dissatisfaction, jumped and ran away . Years passed, and the soldier became the defender of the city as he wished. In the first year of taking office, I only encountered an idle army besieging the city. The general is full of pride and has such an army in his heart. As soon as the supplies arrive, he will be able to beat him to the ground. However, a few days passed, but there was still no news of the supply. It was not until the horse was weak that he learned that the supplies had been looted dozens of miles away. Before sunset, the general took one last look at the army outside the city and sighed. The food and grass were robbed, and the soldiers were tired. I was afraid that this city could not be left even if I wanted to. "Tomorrow morning, I will go out of the city and surrender." The general whispered, his voice full of unwillingness, "At that time, I will cut myself in front of the city, so that the other party will keep you safe." "General, absolutely!" General! But he shook his head, stopped talking, and locked himself in the house. There was a strong wind all night, and the sound of rustling came from outside the tent, and it seemed that even the mice were migrating due to lack of food. When it was just dawn, the general put on his armor and went out with his sword. The hills made of grain and grass filled the camp, and countless squirrels shuttled. At the top of the hill, sat a squirrel, raised his hand and threw the pine cone at the general. "Well, accept it, don't be hypocritical." Squirrel said, "Who is not a general?" 12. Thor may be because Thor is responsible for punishing sins in heaven, and his reputation has always been built on the basis of majesty. It is said that whenever he passes by a place, the local group of demons will be frightened. Xiaohuxian and her grandmother are also members of the group of demons. Thunderstorm and heavy rain, Xiaohuxian's grandma once again hugged her and hid under the table, shivering. Xiaohuxian looked at the shadow in the thunder, and regardless of her grandmother's previous persuasion, she broke away from her arms and jumped forward. Just as Thor was about to swing his hammer, a small figure tugged at the hem of his clothes. The thunderstorm stopped temporarily. Lei Shen looked at Xiao Budian in front of him and asked in surprise, "Aren't you afraid of me?" Xiaohuxian nodded and shook his head again. "Brother Thor, can you stop the thunder?" She said timidly: "Grandma is very old, I don't want her to be intimidated." Thor raised his eyebrows, and before he could answer, another old man rushed to his side. The old man stretched out his hand and grabbed the little fox fairy, knelt down together, lowered his head to the ground, and said tremblingly: "Sir, the child is innocent, please don't have the same knowledge as her, if you want to blame it, you can blame the old man for not educating him!" After a long time, I didn't hear Thor's voice again. Little Fox Immortal secretly raised her head and found that Thor was long gone. A flash of lightning pierced the sky, and Xiaohuxian was about to cover her ears when she heard a burst of crisp ringtones. If one day, you hear the sound of thunder like wind chimes, there must be a little fox fairy nearby.
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