On a snowy night, Li Yuanbai ran into a flaming fox that had been hit by an arrow. He took off his mink fur and wrapped it around the injured fox to treat it. At the third watch, I saw a girl in crimson clothes standing in the snow holding a lantern, the cinnabar on her forehead was so red that it burned her eyes: "My benefactor, would you like to follow me to get a handful of bright moon beads?"
The girl led him through the willow forest and into the deep cave. The cold pool is glowing with blue fluorescent spots, the girl's sleeves are flying, and the jade box rises from the center of the pool. Just as Li Yuanbai was about to stretch out his hand, the water in the pool suddenly condensed into an ice blade. The girl's golden eyes were like torches: "Three years ago in the twelfth lunar month, you used hemp to boil the poisonous deer here, peeled off the afterbirth of the pregnant doe, and took the antler of the male deer alive. Were you ever soft?"
Li Yuanbai staggered back, and a dagger embedded with antlers fell out of his arms. The girl instantly transformed into a red fox and jumped onto the ice platform. She held the jade box in her mouth and sneered: "This pool of water is a mirror for looking at demons, and the bright moon pearl is a test stone." The lights suddenly went out, and only a line of fox paw prints on the snow gradually faded away, like a verdict written in cinnabar.
Intention: reincarnation, karma and retribution