Ming·the Demon Fox Comes Out at Night
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Ming Dynasty, the twelfth year of Chenghua. It's the end of August, and the late-night heat in Beijing has long faded, and the cool autumn mood is flowing quietly in the lanes and alleys. After three o'clock in the morning, the dusk drum sounded, entering the night curfew time, and the criss-crossing streets and alleys became a huge empty net, with only the figures of the firemen responsible for patrolling and preventing theft from time to time passing by. There seemed to be something in the darkness, moving vaguely. Li San raised the lantern higher and squinted to see a white figure walking not far ahead. The light dimly illuminated the side, revealing a woman with long hair and a white skirt. The two pressed their hands on the handles of the knives and stepped forward quickly. But within a few breaths, the figure suddenly disappeared from their eyes - saying "suddenly" was not appropriate enough. To be precise, it disappeared from their sight alive like a bubble.
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