With the help of my phone's light, I carefully inspected the stone wall of the dome, as if it were hewn from a single piece of stone, without a single gap.

But it was clear that the man's voice came from the stone.

Could it be that he is a stone monster?

"Can you help me?"

The phrase kept looping, as if it were a recording.

"Who are you?"

I paused, feeling that something was wrong with my words, "I'm sorry, I mean who you were when you were alive, but if you don't want to say it, don't force it." ”

The past of a soul is still a dead soul who has not left for so many years, I think, his past should be a very long story.

If you don't have a soul to become a spiritual consciousness, you have enough resentment or grievances.

"Not reluctantly, not reluctantly at all!"

The owner of the voice was stunned for a moment, and when he confirmed that I had given him an answer, he happily answered me.

His surname is Liu, and he is a hunter who lived many years ago, and he no longer knows the concept of time many years ago.

For him, death repeats itself every day, as if it had just happened, time is for her. There is no longer any meaning to exist.

He said that when he was a human being, he lived in this mountain forest since he was a child.

With frost and snow as his companion and hunting for a living, everything is an ordinary and repetitive life, until one day, he meets a fox.

It was a beautiful little white fox, with fur in the snow, white and shiny, and if it were an ordinary person, it would be impossible to find out about her existence.

But he wasn't an ordinary person, he saw it.

At that time, it was the cold winter period, and there was not much food in storage, and he was going hungry if he didn't get anything.

In the past few days, a few wealthy merchants have come to the city, saying that they want fox skins, and the better the skins. The better the price, as long as you can catch a pure white snow fox, the price can be increased tenfold.

The fox in front of you is moving gold.

His heart was moved, but when he drew his bow, the fox spotted him, and when he looked back, he was stunned.

For the first time, he felt that animals also have feelings.

It was like a sudden epiphany that made him suddenly enlightened.

Everything has a spirit, not only people can live in this world, flowers, trees, insects, fish, birds and beasts, all have the right to live.

The fox, with its pale brown eyes, looked at him with a grieving and tactful grief, which made his heart almost break.

So, he put away his arrows and turned to leave.

After walking a distance, he found that the knife on his waist had been casually thrown under his knee when he was ambushed just now.

This turn to leave, leaving it where it was.

At this time, you can only turn around and go back to get it.

This time he turned around, and by mistake, he hunted three wolves, and the fox had been bitten half dead by the three wolves, lying on the ground with blood, only the breath coming out, and no breathing in.

Come to think of it, when he turned to leave, the wolves who were waiting for the opportunity to stay in the shadows had already begun to act.

At the scene, there were only three wolves, but in winter, there were seven or eight wolves in this deep forest, and their companions must be nearby.

At this time, even if you hunt a wolf, you have to give up taking it away, and immediately run away with the guy to avoid the revenge of the wolves, which is the most important thing.

At this time, the little poor in the snow is no longer saved.

Whether it is the living environment of the jungle or the law of being a hunter, he will either leave him where he is or kill it.

Kill him, its fur is useless, and there are so many wounds on its body, even if it is peeled off, it will have no price.

Take it to eat meat, this meat, there are not a few bites, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat enough.

Leaving him to die is what should be done.

But he was moved by compassion.

This move is the catastrophe of his life.

The little fox, who was carefully wrapped in a scarf by him, took it back, and the dying little fox was just a time to cook soup, and as soon as he turned around, he became a girl like a flower.

Moreover, the wounds on this girl's body are exactly the same as those of the little fox.

Is it a dream or is it real?

He couldn't tell the difference at the time, so much so that when he thinks about it now, he still thinks it was a dream.

However, at that time, even if he knew that she was a demon, but when he saw her injured, his first reaction was to save her and protect her.

There was not much food at home, and the herbs were not complete, so he could only make do with her.

A bachelor, there was suddenly an extra big girl in the house, and there was still panic.

At the beginning, he could only silently set up a tent, slept in the snow, left all the beds at home to her, gave her good food, and ate soup made from grass seeds.

Three days later, the woman got up, went to his tent, thanked him, and asked him what he wanted.

"I want you!"

A knee-jerk word, a tragedy that cannot be reversed.

She warned him, but he didn't regret it.

He knew that he liked him, even if at first glance, he was just a fox.

But he just likes him. It's just heartbeat.

Desperate and unhesitating, he forced himself to be with her.

She sighed for a long time, but still nodded.

For the next ten years, they lived in the deep forest, she was at home, wandering in the woods, he hunted, and went to the towns in exchange for food.

Until one day, a group of people suddenly appeared. Everything has changed.

Since then, he has never seen her again, and all that awaits her is endless torture.

The group threw him into this well and kept beating him, punishing him, and asking him if he knew he was wrong.

His answer was never—

He wasn't wrong, why was he wrong?

It's just that I like someone, and this person happens to be a fox demon.

They told him that she didn't like him and just wanted to repay him for saving his life, so why be so persistent?

Yes, he is the one who is tempted, he knows the end, and he is the one who still insists on moths fighting fires, why are they so persistent, they must wait for him to say yes, wait for him to approve of them?

No, he doesn't recognize, he doesn't feel like he's wrong.

He didn't care how she was, but he liked her, and he really did it wholeheartedly.

Later, he learned that he was dead.

When he died, just as his soul was about to be dispersed, he heard them say that he would seal her up in the place where he had left.

He was afraid, afraid that she would stay here for a long time.

He knows. The life of the demon is very long, so long that the heavens and the earth collapse.

He also knew that she didn't like him, and just forced it herself.

It's all because of herself, and she doesn't deserve this punishment.

So, he stayed, and day after day of death returned, he gritted his teeth and persevered.

He was waiting, waiting for her to get out, he wanted to help her, even though he might never be able to.

But even so, it's good to accompany her!

He was surprised to meet me, and he was very happy to be able to talk to me.

"Can you help me save her?"

I couldn't see him, but I could hear the joy in his voice clearly.