[There will be a little one, who will appear around the middle to later part of the story.]
There was a town under Lushui County called Dashan Town. It had that name simply because there was a village below it called Dashan Village. Behind the village stood a mountain whose peak was nowhere in sight. It was the largest mountain for hundreds of miles around, stretching farther than the eye could see. The old folks said that spirits had once appeared on that mountain. A fox, they said, had transformed in a flash into a handsome young man with bright eyes and white teeth.
At the foot of the mountain, a few families lived amid curling cooking smoke and the aroma of their meals, surrounded by the warm bustle of everyday life. In the yard of one thatched cottage, a tall woman sat on the ground, carving something with a knife. Beside her crouched a small figure, grinning foolishly.
Unable to suppress a smile, the woman handed him the wooden carving she had finished. "Do you like it?" The other person only held it and smiled like a fool. A breeze brushed through the man's hair and across his cheek, lifting a few strands. The woman smiled and pushed the fool's hair aside.
At the foot of that same mountain, between the ruins of a collapsed wall, charred beams still sent up wisps of smoke. Not a chicken or dog could be heard, and no human voice broke the silence. Broken dishes and bloodstained cloth lay scattered across the ground. The homes that once sent up curling cooking smoke were now nothing but desolation and ruin.
The woman's clothes were tattered as she knelt in a pool of blood, clutching the fool in her arms. All the brightness had drained from her beautiful eyes. "Zhongli Yan... Heh... Is that the 'li' in separation? ...Why?"
High on the mountain whose peak was lost from sight, a snow-white fox sat perched among the huge branches of a tree. It gazed at the lifeless figure in the woman's arms, its wet fox eyes filled with human sorrow. "...I'll save you."
Good looking duha recommended