I did attract a lot of attention when I walked down the street with the goose egg face, and I analyzed that there were two main reasons: one is that I am handsome and handsome, so women look at me and men look at her, and the other is that my outfit is strange to the locals, so men can't help but look at me.

The goose egg face had already felt it, and I saw her head raised high, holding me to introduce this and that, while secretly glancing at the young talents who stopped to watch next to her, with a triumphant look on her face.

I asked Goose Egg Face, how could there be so many Buddha statues in the town, and there were so many fox statues? Could this be a newly developed fox breeding base?

Goose egg face glanced at me, "Are you pig thinking or sheep thinking? How can you even think of this?"

I looked puzzled, waiting for her answer.

She looked at me, "You may not believe it, the ancestor of our ethnic group is a fox who has been cultivating in human form for a long time, her name is Dhaka, and the statue is used to commemorate her, and the number of Buddha statues can only show that all of our people here believe in Buddhism, because our ancestors were practicing the Dharma at the beginning and finally attained Bodhi and will be blessed!"

"As for the question you just asked, you can only ask it once, and you must not ask it again, otherwise it will invite trouble. ”

"Because all the people believe in Buddhism, we mainly eat vegetarian food, and we don't raise any foxes, because that's our ancestors!"

"No! this ......"

I couldn't turn my mind a little, and pinched myself hard, it hurt, it wasn't a dream.

If it's not a dream then there are two possibilities left, either she's crazy or I'm crazy!

She looked at me and said, "I knew you wouldn't believe it, and you could take my words as a lie, but you must remember that you can't ask a second person such a question, because I know where you come from and I don't want to bother with you." ”

"To tell you the truth, you and I are not creatures of the same path, because of the Buddha's fate, we can come together, tens of thousands of years, few of us people here have come out of this cave, and not many people have come in from outside the cave. ”

"You can not believe it for a while, but I will prove it to you slowly. ”

I was a little dizzy after listening to the goose egg face's words, her words were too profound for me to understand, how could this be possible?

According to her, didn't I come to the den of the vixen?

But I also knew that if I wasn't deliberately teasing, Gooseface would never be deceiving, and that was what some officials like to do, but Gooseface was a local.

This one.......

I looked at the goose egg face and the people walking on the street, and suddenly I had a hallucination in front of my eyes, and the dense fox surrounded me, smiling and grinding my teeth in anticipation of .......

The world was spinning before my eyes.

When I woke up, I found myself back at the old man's house, and the old lady was looking at me kindly.

When I woke up, the old lady was very happy and hurriedly handed over a bowl of ginseng soup.

The old man sighed, "Well, it's all my eldest niece's quick talk, and it's all my fault for not telling her in time, but we didn't expect you to faint after hearing what she said, and we thought you knew it all." ”

The old lady also interjected, "Yes, benefactor, no matter where you are now, no matter what you and we are, we are all destined people, and we can only get together if we are fated, don't you say?"

Looking at the kind faces of the two old men, I nodded gently.

"Well, I don't want to stay here long in your state, so we'll send you out tonight. The old man patted me, "When you go back and stabilize your mood for a while, we will meet again if you have a fate." ”

When the moon was full that night, the old lady took me to the entrance of the cave, handed me a torch, and waved at me. "Benefactor, because we can't see or enter this hole, we can only send you here, and you walk through the hole by yourself

If you go, you can go home, I hope you take care of your health! ”

The old lady quietly wiped away her tears.

I waved at them, dragged my body numbly towards the cave, and was out of the hole in a few moments.

Out of the cave, I saw the scenery I hadn't seen for a long time.

My mind is still clouded, what has happened in the past two days is so amazing that I need time to digest it.

When I turned to look at the hole behind me, something even more amazing happened, the hole was gone.

I didn't think much of it, and continued to walk back along the path I had come, and in a short time I came to the small village where I was supposed to go.

There is indeed a small hostel in this small village, and the owner is a slightly chubby middle-aged man in his 40s.

When I asked him if there was a path around here that would lead to a cave, and there was a town through the cave, he looked at me in amazement.

He said, "Our village is the last village behind the mountain, and there is no other way to reach any town, let alone any caves." ”

At night, I recalled the events of these two days over and over again, and I couldn't understand it.

Why did I run into such a thing?

Is it the idealistic creation of all things in Buddhism, or am I destined to be related to them?

The fox is a very spiritual animal, but various gods and monsters and legends describe the fox spirit as very evil, but what I experienced completely subverted the three views of social cognition.

My mind was starting to mess up.

There were still a few days off but I decided to go back early.

When my buddies heard that I was back in Beijing, they came to me and asked me how I was doing on this trip to Yunnan.

I pulled out my phone and was about to show them the amazing town I had photographed, but strangely enough, all of them were gone, except for the image of the spiritual fox in the wetlands.

After reading it, my buddies teased me, this fox is good! Have you met a fox spirit? What kind of affair do you have? Tell us about it!

I'm really speechless.

They won't believe me anyway, no matter what I say.

Life goes on as it always goes.

I still squeeze the bus and the subway every day, tired like a dog for life.

But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't afford to pay the down payment on the house.

My parents in my hometown called me again, saying that I was not young anymore and asked me to find a girlfriend to get married and have children as soon as possible.

Looking for a girlfriend to marry and have children?

It's easy to find a girlfriend, but it's hard to find someone who can marry and have children.

The heart that I look at is arrogant, and I don't have a common language when I look at myself.

There are so many temptations in today's society, so many temptations for girls to face, and material pleasures have become their main goal in their endless pursuit, and I don't want to cause myself a lifetime of suffering for the sake of momentary pleasure.

Life is still as calm as a pool of stagnant water, but it is very real.

From time to time, you will see from the news that such and such a celebrity has died young, such and such a celebrity has committed suicide again, or such and such a sandstorm has broken out in such and such an area, or such and such a company has gone bankrupt again.

Turn on the entire TV commercial.

Turn on your phone's endless push messages.

When you open the window, you can see the people on the street like ants.

The blind date is going on as usual, but it's just perfunctory and numb.

Life is still moving, but it is only a matter of reluctance, there is poetry and wine, but there is no hangover medicine and distance.

Occasionally, I would dream of Yunnan in my dreams, and dream of those two-day special trips in Yunnan.

Those psychedelic scenes, those psychedelic characters, and those psychedelic breaths once again penetrated into the bone marrow, and I was fascinated.

But after waking up, the smog is still haze, the congestion is still congested, and the anxiety is still anxious.

I know very well that those myths, those fascinations, have drifted away from me.

Life is always life, and mythology is always mythology.

And so it went for another two years.

Until one day, my parents in my hometown hurriedly called and said that your second uncle was gone.

I asked, what's gone, is the money gone, or is the wealth gone?

My parents replied to me, but the people were gone!

What? Second Uncle is gone?

The news is like a bolt from the blue, this is impossible!

The second uncle is a figure in our hometown, a well-known entrepreneur, not to mention his pockets, but also three wives and four concubines, every day all kinds of delicacies and seafood, Dongying Dabu waits, and when he goes out, he is held hostage by four bodyguards, how can it be gone?

Speaking of the second uncle, it is a legend that can not be finished for three days and three nights.

The second uncle has not been a material for learning since he was a child, skipping class, digging birds, and fighting, and he became an unemployed young man before graduating from primary school.

When his peers went to college, soldiers, and factories, all of them were in high spirits, but the second uncle was still squatting on the side of the street, struggling to survive by picking up cigarettes on the road.

He described the withered tree, the former heroic wind on the battlefield was swept away, and it became a waste wood in people's mouths, and a plague god that relatives and friends could not avoid.

Until one day, he snatched a book from a beggar and changed his fate completely.

The title of this book is "Thick Black Studies".

The second uncle only has a primary school diploma, but with the strength to not admit defeat, he forced himself to finish this philosophical classic, and finally practiced Jiuyang Shengong.

He first got the first pot of gold from relatives and friends by cheating, and then strode into the business world, starting from selling water-injected pork, and then leapfrogging into the counterfeit leather shoes industry, and developed step by step into today's well-known entrepreneur-real estate boss.

The second uncle deeply comprehended the essence of "Thick Black Learning", that is, the skin should be thick and the heart should be black, and the woman should taste the fishy.

Over the years, he has done what he did to make money, and what he did for lack of morality, from loan sharks to forced demolition and forced construction to unfinished building projects, he accounted for everything, and in the end, he did not forget to bear the name of an "old lai".

No matter how others point fingers behind his back, our second uncle doesn't take it to heart, and the world's evaluation can't hurt our second uncle.

In the era when money is the master, what is a hero and what is a bear?

As long as you have money, no matter how snobbish your relatives and friends are, no matter how noble your young lady is, you will kneel under your pomegranate skirt, and no matter how awesome your little brother is, she will eventually say to you, "Big brother! I was wrong!"

I hurriedly bought a plane ticket and flew back to my hometown.