A scoop of water was placed in front of the white fox, and through the bamboo cage, the white fox looked at the girl who brought it water expectantly.

The girl did not seem to dare to look into its eyes, and after putting down the water, she immediately ran back into the house. Looking at the disappearing back, the white fox let out a low whimper, and shed a few tears like a human.

Late at night, there was silence.

The occasional birdsong in the depths of the forest does not add to the loneliness of the mountains.

Only one thatched hut still had a little light, and when I got closer, I could hear the murmuring of people coming from inside the house.

"I inquired, if we sell that beast, not only will it be equivalent to our harvest for a year, but my younger brother will also be able to go to the town to study in a private school." A man lowered his voice, but couldn't hide the excitement in his voice.

"Are you asking about the living price or the leather price?" Another woman's voice asked eagerly.

"Huh? Not...... Didn't ask. It's not the same. The man said.

"You...... How could I marry such a solid one from you. The body is weak, I can't do heavy work, and my brain is not good. There is a lot of difference between the living price and the leather price! You know how my craftsmanship is, and no one dares to talk about the first in these ten miles and eight villages. The skin of the beast is the best at first glance, and I will pick it up again, let alone a year's harvest. Even if we go to the town and buy a small shop, there is also a place. The woman scolded with hatred of iron and steel.

Ming'er continued to ask, and asked a few more. Don't be stupid and dig out all the money in your family, just say that you asked for someone else! The woman whispered.

There was an intermittent sound of promise from inside the thatched hut, and then as soon as the lights went out, it became one with the mountain.

It seemed that all living beings fell into a deep sleep at this moment, except for the white fox, which shone with a silver white light in the darkness, with wide eyes and no idea what to think.

The next day, the middle-aged man in the thatched house went out before dawn, and the girl also got up early in the morning, boiling water to cook, chopping wood and feeding the chickens, and it seemed that she did all the work alone.

The white fox was locked in the corner of the yard and covered the cage with a haystack, except for the slap. This is to keep an eye on the fox for fear that it will die suddenly.

The girl passed by the white fox's bamboo cage countless times, but she didn't dare to look at it.

And the white fox in the cage still watched the girl busy in front of him, but his eyes had changed, there was no expectation, no curiosity. It's like an ordinary beast that can't see emotions.

Although the girl didn't dare to look at the white fox squarely, she skipped from there from time to time. Seeing that the white fox was still alive, her guilty heart was a little better.

Watching the girl enter the house with food, the white fox's ears moved. Last night it worked hard to recuperate, waiting for a chance to escape today.

The cage in which they hold the white fox is a live bolt, and if it is other ordinary animals, they cannot come out if no one opens them from the outside. But the white fox has already cultivated its spiritual intelligence, it has seen how people close this cage, and last night, after working hard all night, finally found the trick.

At this moment, the girl was returning to the house, and it quietly stretched out its front paws to play with the bamboo bolt, and played with it little by little.

With the crisp sound of "Kara", the door was finally opened.

At this moment, the white fox rushed towards the fence with only three legs on its hind feet, but it underestimated its own injuries. With a jump of strength, the injured bones in the hind foot seemed to be about to break, and the painful white fox lost its center of gravity.

It was just a short time before it could escape its cage, but it was still bad.

The movement outside the house aroused the woman's vigilance, and when she came out of the house, she saw the white fox fall from the fence, and then prepare to leap out.

"Little brother! Big girl! Fast! Come catch the fox! The woman took her skirt and picked up a target from the door and went to catch the white fox.

The white fox was chased around, and was just about to jump out of the fence, when the little brother came out of nowhere and waved it with firewood.

"Don't hurt its fur!" The woman looked at the forked firewood in her son's hand and immediately reminded.

The boy was on his head, where could he still listen to his mother's explanation, and when he saw that he was about to knock on the body of the white fox, the eldest girl stopped his younger brother.

"Okay, okay, don't hurt its fur! It doesn't listen to you? Big girl, hurry, grab it! Catch it, we will be able to live in a big house in the future, and you won't have to go up to the mountains every day to collect firewood and find wild vegetables! Mother cried out and reminded.

The girl looked at the white fox that was approaching the corner, and it bared its teeth and stood up and down with fur on its body. Katsuyuki's fur was covered with dust during the escape, mixed with the water that the younger brother splashed out of nowhere, and it was so dirty that it couldn't be seen in its original appearance. It was exactly like the beast she had seen in the mountains, and there was still the tame time when she first met her.

"What do you think! Bring the net next to you! Whether you can live in a small town depends on this animal. The woman scolded at the top of her voice.

The girl was stunned for a moment, and the ghost envoy picked up the big net beside her and approached the white fox.

Seeing the girl pick up the big net, a trace of self-deprecation flashed in the white fox's eyes, and then looked at the girl's gaze, which was no different from other beasts, vigilant and indifferent.

The girl's mind was full of the scene she had seen when she first arrived in the town, red bricks and green tiles, and people were buzzing. Even the children of the stall vendors are dressed better than her, and she is not beautiful in the first place, and a sense of inferiority arises spontaneously.

She doesn't want to live the life she has now, she wants to have a big red jacket in the New Year; She wanted to be able to use the fragrant rouge on the day she left the cabinet......

The big net in his hand seems to be the key to wishes, and the white fox is the treasure chest that opens wishes.

When the white fox looked at the big net that filled his eyes, he knew for the first time what despair looked like, the first time he called in his heart for the green fox to appear quickly, and the first time he regretted leaving in the mountains to come to the world despite the warning of the green fox.

Its call spread far and wide, so far that the green fox, who was still looking for traces of the white fox in the mountains, seemed to hear the call from the underworld.

The green fox's turquoise eyes sensed an indescribable premonition, and it looked ahead, and if it went any further, it was about to cross the boundary, where human activity was boundary.

Without the slightest hesitation, the green fox ran in the direction that his heart had guided, even if the thorns had scratched its limbs and the sharp stones had pierced its flesh pads, it had not stopped it from slowing down for a minute.

It took half a day to run wildly like this.

The exhausted green fox hid in a dilapidated wooden hut to rest, where the smell of human beings was already very strong. It had to be more cautious, and it had a bad feeling in its heart that the white fox might have fallen into human hands.

Before the green fox could breathe slowly, a mournful cry in the distance made it forget its tiredness in an instant.

It was the cry of a white fox, it had never heard a white fox cry like this, and it could no longer be described as terrible. Each sound seems to be infused with life, and as the cry disappears, so does life.