A stranger once saved me in a fire and used the piece of jade called "Jiu Ying" he wore close to his body for this purpose. He said: Your life was saved by it. From now on, I will call you "Xiao Jiu". Then, he became my master, the master of a fox demon.
I heard that he was a very powerful demon collector in the past, but that was all I heard. After the fire that burned down the forest disappeared, he took me to the north, where there was a place full of inexplicable flowers, and there were countless mountain villages across the mountain. He said that just when the fire burned everything, including the past, we - me and him, started living again.
During the days of the truce, life in the north was stable and peaceful. Although he was a carefree person, he occasionally taught me some trivial spells. People from the villages across the mountain would occasionally trek to trouble him to collect monsters. During the days of living with him, I saw countless monsters of one kind or another and heard many stories about them.
But, what I have always wanted to know is the story about the master.
He is a very unruly person, and sometimes, I watch him sitting outside the eaves drinking alone. I don't know what kind of life he lived before he met me. I only know that occasionally when he was drunk, he would look at the distant mountains and his lips would grow softly, as if he was reciting some name.