Shen Xingzhi burned the fox's bones into ashes, put them in a small altar and buried them in the yard. He hung the jade pendant on his body and placed the puppet beside the bed.
Shen Xingzhi, who got the inner alchemy of the fox as he wished, did not stay young forever as in the legend, but aged faster and faster since the fox left. He knew that this was probably the reward that the bone carving master said.
There must always be an equivalent exchange for a deep-seated matter that changes one's fate against the sky.
What he cares most about is now being taken away bit by bit.
Shen Xingzhi looked at his old self in the bronze mirror, couldn't help but feel sick, but felt happy, and started to laugh out loud.
He is so scared, he is afraid that he will grow old all the time, that he will lose his proud appearance. Now he has become an old man with wrinkled face. He hates this face so much, but he feels happy.
How good it is to wait for death every day, just like Lan Yi at the beginning, feeling the feeling of a silly fox, this kind of revenge is perfect for him.
Nanfengguan never takes care of idlers.
Ever since Shen Xingzhi became an old man, those around him always clapped and applauded without knowing it, and even added insult to injury, mocking him all the time.
"My little dad said today that there will be no such person as Shen Xingzhi in the future, and the top card has already been topped by the elder brother next to him."
"Shen Xingzhi, are you committing too many crimes? Even God can't stand it and wants to teach you a lesson."
Shen Xingzhi also felt the same way, maybe he had committed too many crimes, and even harmed Lan Yi, so God would retaliate against him like this.
He dug out the fox's ashes, hugged him tightly, and walked away unsteadily, to a place that no one knew.
Shen Xingzhi left without anyone noticing.
Qin Huai originally wanted to give Shen Xingzhi some trouble. After so many years, even raising a dog should have feelings, let alone a living person? But he just took the fox away without making a sound.
Qin Huai knows how strong he is.
After the bone carver knew that Shen Xingzhi had left, the carving movement in his hands paused, and then started again, humming a little tune in his mouth, which was exactly the same as what Shen Xingzhi hummed that night.
The little apprentice dragged his cheeks and looked at him, thinking that the master's life was very good-looking, and felt that his idea was really wrong, so he coughed lightly to cover his thoughts: "Master, why didn't you tell him that he has the inner alchemy?" , can’t die no matter what?”
For the rest of his life, he was destined to live like this.
Blowing on the sawdust on the puppet, the bone carver smiled very beautifully. He put the carved puppet into a box, and after closing it, he seemed to be caressing his beloved: "The ending is still the same."
Not only that, Shen Xingzhi will never even think about seeing his fox again in his life.
Shen Xingzhi took the fox to a mountain that no one knew. After a long time, he used many methods, and finally found that he couldn't die no matter what, he could only look at the old man in the bronze mirror all day long, and make the same expression as himself.
Shen Xingzhi went crazy.
He would always go to the foot of the mountain to ask the passers-by, first telling them the story of the young son of the Shen family who had been so beautiful, and then he kept asking them if he had seen his fox, with a smile on his face. Fox in a fox mask.
Gradually, people knew that there was a lunatic at the foot of this mountain, and children would often tease him, and would always make fun of him, saying that he was the most beautiful young master Shen in the world, and then calling him Master Rabbit contemptuously .
Once when a child threw a stone at him, the lunatic fell into a cliff while dodging. The children who knew they had caused trouble went home and hid shiveringly, but when they went to see them the next day, the lunatic still stood there, patiently repeating his story when he saw them.
It was a monster.
The people in the nearby village tried every means, burning, slashing, drowning... none of them could kill the lunatic, and when I looked at it the next day, the people were still there. It's just that the face that has been tortured countless times can no longer see the original face clearly, making people feel nauseous just by looking at it.
No way, people also moved away from here, and gradually, the mountain was abandoned.
The lunatic didn't dare to look at his own face now, he always said that if the fox saw it, he would definitely not like him. But he couldn't find the fox. He spent a long time, but couldn't find his fox.
He went to ask about the mountains and all things, but he never dared to go near the water source. But one day, he couldn't stand his ugly face and wrinkled skin, the lunatic endured the pain and blinded his eyes.
The lunatic became blind, and he became even crazier.
He crosses trees and flowers, travels all over mountains and rivers, he does not know how many countries he has traveled, and how many dynasties he has passed through. He really wants to see Lan Yi. No, he's already blind, he just wants to touch Lan Yi, just touch his face.
But he could not find it, and he could never find the fox he had lost.
The lunatic wanted to see the fox, and even his father and mother, but he had no choice.
At night, the lunatic lay between the sky and the earth, listening to the voices of all creatures, he fell asleep for a while, and dreamed that when he was young, his father would always hug him and let him ride a big horse, and his mother would laugh beside him. It's brilliant, tell Dad to be careful, don't fall.
The little boy has grown up like this. One day when he went to the street with lanterns, he turned around and saw a man wearing a fox mask. His fox eyes were always familiar to the little boy when he took off the mask. He smiled With a smile, he asked the young master if he would like to be his wife, and let him go back to see his parents.
This time the young master didn't lose his temper, but blushed and whispered to the man: "If you want to marry me, you have to pick me up in eight palanquins."
He came later, wearing a red dress and a fox mask, and eight palanquins came to meet him.
The little boy took the man's hand and came in front of his parents, his eyes sparkled: "Mother, I'll bring a good-looking lady here for you to meet."
The faces in the picture are all blurred, and the only thing that is vivid is probably the overwhelming red. The lunatic wanted to see those faces clearly, but as the man turned into a fox and gradually lay on the ground without moving, the lunatic woke up.
When he woke up, the lunatic's world was still dark. He listened to the sound, holding the fox's ashes urn with one hand, and pinching the puppet with the other, carefully stroking the lines on it with his fingertips. He couldn't see it, so he could only touch it over and over again.
The lunatic relaxed, and then walked in an unknown direction. Time had already crushed his waist, dyed his black hair white, and even in the end, he could no longer remember the faces of those who were so important to him. .
The little son of the fox finally went with him.
The author has something to say:
The young master who once had a pair of bright eyes, finally couldn't bear it anymore and destroyed his eyes.
He looked crazy, but he knew it in his heart, he just didn't want to face reality.
As early as the moment he was contaminated with the world of mortals, he could no longer be that innocent little boy.