She was a little fox spirit.
He was a young Daoist priest.
They lived on the same mountain, sharing its spiritual energy.
Under the pretext of subduing demons, he kept her imprisoned for five hundred years.
But when she grew into a graceful young woman, he could no longer take his eyes off her.
She sat on the swing, her skin smooth as jade, lips like cherry petals, smiling like a flower, her starry eyes teasing him. "Daoist, why is your face so red?"
He turned away, hurriedly shut his book, and stammered, "I should be going back."
Theme: A family is happiest when they're together.
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