Northeastern Legends Part 5: Fox Fate

Under the red hijab is a furry, blood-red fox face. My name is Hu Xueqi. I was once a white fox in the snow who was rescued by him. Now I am a resentful spirit wandering outside the wedding room and being skinned alive. Zhang Changsheng, who was drunk in the room, was walking toward the "Fox-faced Bride" curse I had prepared for him. Tonight, the wind and snow were as sharp as a knife. When the sachet around his waist burst open, he screamed: "Ghost!" Hidden in the dark, the Third Master twisted his beard and sneered: The way of heaven is clear, but the people's heart is hard to measure. And can the 21 grams of salty tears rolling down my soul burn through fate and change the order of flowers? Open this page and watch the fox fairy weep and bleed, and the love shakes life and death.