The Murderer

When I was ten years old, I fell into a reservoir and drowned while trying to save a white fox. In order to save me, my father and second uncle put me in a coffin and buried me in the back mountain. Ten days later, when the mountains were covered with heavy snow, a group of foxes dug up the coffin and took me home. If you bury your life, you will bury your fate. Cause and effect cycle, the way of heaven is clear.