In May, Emperor Li Zicheng of Dashun was attacked by a local regiment in Jiugong Mountain, Hubei Province, and died in battle. In July, Li Guo, Gao Guiying and his brother-in-law Gao Yigong shook off the pursuit of the Qing soldiers and led their troops to occupy Jingzhou; After Emperor Chongzhen Zhu Youzhen hanged himself in the coal mountain, the Qing army entered the Central Plains; Most of the Ming Dynasty's clans and civil and military ministers fled to the south, and they also had half of the rivers and mountains south of the Huai River to resist the Qing army, which was called the Southern Ming; Coupled with Zhang Xianzhong's Great Western Army in Sichuan, the four major separatist forces formed a pattern of confrontation at the end of the Ming Dynasty.

Jiugong Mountain in the night regained its due tranquility. Since the news of the death of Li Zicheng, the king of Chuang, spread, Wu Sangui first proposed to withdraw his troops, and the remaining Qing soldiers of Azig did not dare to 'go deep alone', not to mention that the Ming Dynasty re-established a new regime in the south, although Dolgon had the tendency to annex the Central Plains, it could only be temporarily relieved.

The fleeing mountain people returned to their bloodied villages, the corpses long gone, and the blood-stained river was restored to its clarity. In their abandoned thatched huts, many new immigrants lived, led by a tall young man who was the only young man in the group. It is said that they were also bloodied by the Qing soldiers, leaving only some old and weak women and children, and fled here.

The mountain people rebuilt a few huts on the other side of the creek, and the former locals became a very small number of outsiders. In this chaotic world, this kind of collective escape is not uncommon. Since everyone is together, it is also a kind of fate, as long as everyone can get along in harmony and take care of each other, how can we live a little longer.

Li Shuangxi was about to suffocate to death, and he traveled to this troubled world, full of bloody killings. As a 'prince in distress', he has not enjoyed a day of luxury, not to mention, he will be wanted by the enemy at any time, and his head will be in a different place. Also, especially in this day when there is no network TV and no mobile phone selfies, it really doesn't look like a human life - the traffic is basically walked; Communication is basically by roaring; Law and order basically depends on dogs; Entertainment is basically none; Dressing is basically spinning; Lighting is basically oil-based; Getting rich is entirely by robbing; Marrying a wife is basically a matter of thinking. This makes a modern person who is accustomed to high-tech life simply life worse than death, living like a year!

Fortunately, he has the identity of a 'prince', and it is not his turn to work in the field, and the Dashun Army itself is those peasants who face the loess with their backs to the sky, and these old and weak women and children who have stayed behind can also be regarded as 'returning to the countryside', and no one can see any flaws. The fake death of King Chuang is really like he has disappeared from this world, and no one knows where he went. What Li Shuangxi has to do every day now is to get up early every day to practice martial arts and exert his strength; At night, I was alone in a quiet daze. Uncle Zhang, the oldest man, was depressed when he saw the 'young master' and thought that he was in love with the king. So, he made a bamboo flute out of bamboo, and this bamboo flute became Li Shuangxi's only way to relieve his loneliness.

Late at night, Li Shuangxi came to the river alone, took out a bamboo flute and blew it. The melodious sound of the flute, gently drifting in the dark night, this is a song of Faye Wong's "I Wish People Were Long".

Li Shuangxi can actually play the flute, and thanks to his parents, who want their son Jackie Chan in modern society, they have enrolled him in a bunch of training classes since he was a child. Of course, in order to cultivate his sentiments, he also enrolled in a music class by the way. Before going to junior high school, in addition to going to school every day, he was on the way to cram school after school, and he took more than a dozen certificates at a young age, and of course mastered more than a dozen musical instruments by the way. He also once fantasized about being admitted to a music academy of his choice, and even being an idol singer who eats with his face. Now that I think about it, at that time, it was really careless, why did a child from a poor family learn so many things? Once the college entrance examination fails, what ideals do you talk about, everything is just a dream of Lanke.

"Little brother, what kind of tune are you playing? It's so nice. ”

Li Shuangxi was blowing, his thoughts had already merged into the sound of the flute, and he noticed that someone had come to his side. Looking back, a beautiful little girl looked at herself with a pair of big eyes full of adoration.

"Who are you? Why haven't I seen you? ”

The little girl is full of pearls, surrounded by sables, with treasure strings in her ears, hanging a goldfish, wearing a collar of Yang Fei-colored crepe, three blue embroidered peony fox cloaks, a parrot green butterfly fox skirt, a green chain hanging beard around the waist, and two pieces of concentric lotus mutton fat white jade pendant.

"I was a pilgrim who went to the True Pastoral Hall on the top of the mountain to burn incense, and when I went down the mountain, I was separated from my family, and it was dark, and I came to you when I heard the sound of the flute."

The innocent appearance of the little girl did not arouse more suspicion from Li Shuangxi, but the words 'True Mutang', I seem to have heard it there.

'No,' she had set many traps around the village, and it was impossible for an ordinary little girl to come here alone.

"Who the hell are you? I have so many offices around the village, how did you get in? Li Shuangxi looked back again, and a girl figure with a masked face and only a pair of eyes appeared in front of him. A tight-fitting nocturnal black dress and pants wrapped around the newly developed girl's body, her long black hair hung down, covering half of her face, and behind her, there were six white fox tails, swinging enchantingly.

"Vixen!" Li Shuangxi was shocked. This legendary monster is an image he has seen countless times in cartoons. Could it be that she was real hundreds of years ago?

Li Shuangxi's eyes widened in disbelief, the little girl had already turned around and ran out a hundred meters away.

"Come after me," the beautiful figure in the distance actually stood there, turning back to wave to him.

"You vixen, wait for me not to catch you." Li Shuangxi no longer hesitated, and chased after him, there was no trace of fear in his heart, but there was an unknown excitement. Seeing Li Shuangxi chasing after him, the back in front of him leaned over, and turned into a pure white fox dog.

What a cute fox dog, running in front, and at the same time looking back at him from time to time. She was obviously waiting for Li Shuangxi to catch up, for fear that he would chase after him. Today's Li Shuangxi also saved up his strength, as if he had eaten a stimulant, and launched a crazy chase with the fox dog in the mountains.

The trees on the side of the road are like the shots in the movie, quickly falling backwards, and Li Shuangxi does not feel tired at all tonight. An hour later, when he finally came to an open field, the fox dog in front of him stopped, and the graceful figure of a girl with his back to him was again.

"Vixen, vixen." Li Shuangxi wanted to desperately grab the girl in front of him, his hands were waving in the air, but the figure in the distance seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him....