He lives in seclusion in the valley, cures diseases and saves people, and does not care about worldly affairs.
Until one morning, there was a little silver fox with an injured hind leg in the medicine garden.
He cured it, but it lingered on - carrying wild fruits in its mouth every day, crawling on the bed every night, stirring up chicken feathers all over the cold and dull days.
Later, on a full moon night, the little fox turned into a human and stared at him with red eyes:
"You touched my tail, you will be responsible."
He was silent for a moment and responded with one word:
"Okay."
At that time, she didn't know how heavy this word was. It was so serious that when he spent all his cultivation to protect her from the catastrophe, he still said the same word.
Intention: Knowing it's a trap, but walking in anyway.
Yin Zhan planned to approach, but Qing Ya had already noticed it. He chose not to tell her, not to push her away, and allowed a fox to mess up the cold days. She thought she was a hunter, but later she found out that the moment the prey was willingly captured by her, the hunter had already lost.