The green pheasant girl came to the world disguised as a man, with a half-pot of tea and no taste in her mouth. I don't know why humans like to drink this kind of water made from hay. As a fox, the tea was tasteless, so he simply put down the tea bowl, put the copper plate he took out of his sister's pocket on the table, got up and left. No one recognized me as a vixen. No one thought there was anything wrong with me. I'm just an ordinary young man, just hanging out. I spent the whole day wandering around the town, listening to books, watching theater, and eating noodles. I walked back when the sun set. Walking on the mountain road, I felt like I understood something.
