Three hundred miles to the east is the mountain called Qingqiu. Its yang is mostly jade, and its yin is mostly green. There is a beast, its shape is like a fox with nine tails, its voice is like a baby, it can eat people, and those who eat it are not poisonous.
"I have never seen a nine-tailed creature before. I expected that its grace and charm must be outstanding. I am an ordinary fox beast. If I am lucky enough to see my true form one day, I will follow it to death!" Dafu knelt in the earth temple and kowtowed with great piety. He was dressed in coarse cloth, with a brown linen scarf tied on his head. Some slight hairs were exposed on the right side, which was an ear that had not completely taken off its shape.
It straightened up and bowed to the Earth God a few times with a bit of silly piety. Then it made a casual bow, got up from the ground, and walked out of the small temple. The temple was built on the hillside, so high that the bandits who had rebelled for a moment could not rush up. As dusk fell, the sound of killings could be heard faintly from the bottom of the mountain, and the firelight illuminated the peaceful village.
Dafu sighed like a human being, in these chaotic years.
It doesn't understand what war means, and the words it said to the Earth God before were learned by it by sneaking to Bianliang City hundreds of years ago and listening to people's stories. It just feels that in the past few years, there have been a lot fewer partners practicing together in the mountains...