Chapter 19: The Legend of the Red Fox

Everyone ate and drank enough to remove the dishes and chopsticks, everyone in the village went home for a lunch break, only the beard and the pimple accompanied them to chat and drink tea, the scholar saw that the opportunity had come, and hurriedly asked about the news of the woman in red and Xiao Hongchen. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info didn't expect that for Xiao Hongchen, everyone didn't know her origin, the small village has been abandoned for many years, in recent years, they have rarely entered the village except for a rest in the wooden building at the entrance of the village, and they don't know when there are still people living in it. When it came to the woman in red, the faces of the two of them were a little strange.

It turned out that when they were naughty when they were young, the old people often scared them and said that there was a fox in this forest that had become a spirit, and the fox was fiery red all over, with only a circle of white hair on its neck, and it was elusive, and it made a living by eating children's internal organs. When Zi Feng heard this, a chill ran down her spine, wasn't the woman in red she saw wearing a white shawl! The two said again that they seemed to have heard that the eldest Xiangyanghua Xiang Wuye in the village had been taken out twice by this fox when he was a child, but he didn't know whether it was true or not. The scholar seemed to be particularly interested in the matter of this fox, and he must go to the fifth master's house to take a look, and everyone had nothing to do anyway, so he got up and walked towards the place where the fifth master lived.

Xiang Wuye is so quiet, the village specially allocated a house on the top of the mountain for their family to live, along the way, only to see that in addition to the land in the planting of Chinese herbal medicine, under the big trees, the cliff side, beside the stream, also according to different growth habits planted a large number of precious medicinal materials, everyone is amazed. When I came to Xiang Wuye's house, I saw Xiang Wuye, who had white hair, grinding a ghost-headed knife in the yard, and the scholar and others laughed dumbly, worthy of being a village rebuilt on the bandit's den, and the folk customs were still so strong in the past hundred years.

Xiang Wuye is a good storyteller, although he is over 100 years old, his body is tough, his ears and eyes are clear, and he is the oldest person in the village, well-informed.

He said that when he was a baby, he had a serious illness, and at that time medical skills were not developed, and he was doing business of robbing houses and houses, and he could not get a good doctor, so his father went out every day to find ginseng to give him life. One evening, his mother was busy in the kitchen, when she saw a red shadow coming out of the house, and it seemed that she had a burden in her mouth, and hurriedly entered the house to see that the child was gone, so she chased after him, and met his father who was rushing home on the way, and the husband and wife searched together, but there was still the shadow of the child. The two of them did not give up, and searched in the mountains all night, and found Xiang Wuye in a grass nest when it was almost dawn, but they seemed to have been out of breath for a long time. The two of them cried loudly, and according to the rules in the mountains, the child who died had to be buried immediately, and when he came back that day, he found a small coffin to bury. In the evening, the couple wanted their son to run to the grave again, but they saw a reddened fire fox, which had dug the baby out of the soil and was arching its head on the child's belly. Xiang Wuye's father was born from the side of the heart, picked up a wooden stick from the side of the road and yelled and pounced, and swept a stick on the fox's leg, only to hear the fox scream miserably, and disappeared out of thin air. The two of them were frightened at this time, hugged Xiang Wuye and staggered home, ran home and closed the door and looked down, Xiang Wuye actually came to life, and was looking at them with big eyes and laughing.

Speaking of this, Xiang Wuye stroked his beard vividly and said: "This is called the great calamity and immortality, there will be blessings in the future, from now on, your fifth master and I will have a smooth sail and live peacefully until now!" ”

For what he said to the fifth master, Bones and Zifeng were a little skeptical, but the scholar seemed interested, and was willing to ask the fifth master to take them to the grass nest where he was found and the place where he was buried. The bearded man resolutely objected when he heard this, saying that he was afraid that there would be a mistake on the way to the fifth master's old age. Xiang Wuye was not happy to hear this, he was respectfully patted by the owner of the village and the guests for an afternoon, at this moment he was full of interest, and said to the bearded man with a stalk on his neck: "Your kid's knife technique, or the fifth master I taught, do you want to go outside now to try it out, and see which of our masters is strong in martial arts!" ”

The bearded man couldn't resist Xiang Wuye, and seeing that it was getting late, he had to decide to ask a few more people to carry a soft bridge and go up the mountain with him the next day. As he was talking, a plate of roasted wild boar was brought up from the mountain, saying that half of the wild boar had been roasted in advance for the elderly and children who could not come, and the other half was roasted on the fire waiting for them to go back to eat. So everyone went down the mountain to eat and drink, and they didn't say anything that night.