It was about one day last summer, it was raining and thundering, and Stone Girl was about to give birth. There was a midwife from the village waiting on her, and several women from the village were also helping! Xiao Laoshi paced anxiously in the main room. It had been a day and the child had not been born yet. But it was still raining and thundering outside, as if God was deliberately against him! This was it!
In the room, Stone Mother screamed in pain and heard the midwife say that the baby came out feet first...
The shouting stopped, and the cry of a child came from the house. After a while, the midwife came out and told Xiao Laoshi that she had given birth to a boy, who was very big and strong, but the baby's mother was dying. Xiao Laoshi went in and saw the child's mother looking pale. She just shook Xiao Laoshi's hand feebly and went...
The child was born without a mother, so a woman made some dough to feed the child... From then on, Xiao Laoshi and the child were left to depend on each other. Xiao Laoshi made some batter for the child every day. The child ate a little at first, but then stopped eating much. But the child's energy has not diminished. Neighbors say the child is blessed.
After Xiao Laoshi finished speaking, the young man with the sword behind his back asked with a black line on his face: "Is it over?" Xiao Laoshi spread his hands and said, "It's over!" The young man with the sword behind his back went to the house and took the child out. The child was sleeping. It smelled so good that I didn't wake up and was still asleep in the young man's arms. The young man carrying the sword held him in his arms for everyone to see, and then said: "Let's take a look, does this child seem to have been raised by eating batter?" Everyone was stunned. If you say that this child is so strong and has a small body, it is indeed not eating bread. That’s fine. Not only everyone, but even Xiao Laoshi has always found this strange!
The young man sent the child into the house, came back and said to everyone: "The child's mother did die at that time. But her soul did not leave at that time, but found a wet nurse for the child." Everyone was surprised! Why have I never seen it before? The young man continued: "This nanny is a fox that has just given birth to cubs. Every day after Xiao Laoshi falls asleep, the fox sneaks in quietly to feed the baby. It is precisely because of the fox's milk that the baby grows so strong."
Speaking of this, the face of the young man carrying the sword actually showed a look of relief that was difficult to conceal, as if the elder had learned how the younger generation would succeed.
But at this moment, the short young man suddenly sighed and said helplessly to Xiao: "But no one knows the kindness of the fox. You still prepare hunting equipment every year and go up the mountain to hunt foxes. The fox feeds your children, but you have to kill them." Kill her descendants, and there is no one else in your family. The fox has no choice but to get on top of the child and try to stop you. But you don’t understand at all and are still making preparations. The fox said that we have three ultimate skills, just to stimulate you and make you Go find the three of us. She thinks that you are determined not to change, so she can only tell you the truth through the three of us. But when she saw her young master, she was too scared to show up, until she fell into my trap and was tamed by my brother. The wolf and the eagle caught.”
As he said that, the short young man looked at the young man with the sword.
Everyone present was shocked and ashamed, and when he said this, some people around him burst into tears. The young man carrying the sword continued: "I have invited everyone here just to advise you not to hunt foxes anymore. This can be regarded as advice! Logically speaking, foxes can come in and feed their children without you knowing. She We are no match for her Dao Xing! We must continue to hunt her descendants. Once the fox cannot tolerate it and causes trouble, it will be very difficult for me, the young master of the Fox family, to do anything."
The leader immediately stood up and said: "From today on, our village will establish a rule that no fox hunting is allowed! We will build a monument at the head of the village to commemorate this righteous fox and enshrine the fox god! From now on, whoever dares to break the rule will be expelled from the village. Get out of this village!”
The three young men stood up and looked at Wu Zhong Mountain not far away. The young man with the sword nodded and the three left overnight.
In our story, if there is a fox, there must be a yellow one. Let’s talk about the southern part of Wujiang. There is a village called Caojiawa where weasels have become rampant in recent years. He often catches chickens raised by villagers in broad daylight, and strange things happen constantly. Many people are fascinated by weasels and fall ill. It started with the daughter-in-law of a family in the west of the village. When making lunch, the chickens were chased by weasels and ran around in the yard. The wife-in-law grabbed a cast-iron brazier and threw it out. She didn't expect that the next day, the neighbor's old lady would fall ill.
The sick old lady blocked the door and cursed, saying that the daughter-in-law of that family hit her with a basin. Not long after, an old man named Song Da in the village saw a weasel riding a rabbit by the river when he went out to collect dung at dawn. He sneaked over and beat it with a dung fork. At that time, there was a smell, and the weasel and rabbit ran away. As a result, on the same day, another daughter-in-law in the village fell ill and muttered: "What a great Song Da, holding a five-pronged steel fork. I was walking my horse by the river, and he dismounted me with a fork!" (The manure fork used to pick up dung at that time was Made of iron, in the shape of a five-pronged fork—author's note)
The continuous loss of chickens and ducks, coupled with the fact that some people are always being fooled and falling ill, make the people in the village miserable. The witches and magicians invited to catch the demon did not have much effect. This one is good, that one is bad. So some of the leading figures in the village negotiated, and everyone pooled some money together to invite a skilled mage to come and succumb to the demon.
On this day, three mages came to the village. A big guy, a guy dressed as a scholar, and a short guy. The three of them claimed to be the Three Ultimate Masters, with vast magical powers and the best at subduing demons, but their prices were higher than those of ordinary mages. After bargaining, the village leaders finally reached an agreement. Two hundred taels of silver were collected from the village and handed over to the mage upon completion. The mage will get rid of the monsters in the village. If he does not have enough magic power to subdue the monsters and fails to fight the monsters, he will bear the consequences and the village will not provide additional money.
Three mages placed an Eight Immortals table on a dirt field at the head of the village as a dharma platform. There were candles lit on the table, and paper figures, horses, weasels and the like were placed on them.
The three mages held magic weapons in their hands. The big man held a whip, the scholar held a sword, and the short man held a bell. The three mages circled around the table, muttering something to each other. The candles on the table flickered on and off, and then they saw the big mage suddenly shouted loudly and whipped his whip towards the table! Immediately, traces of blood appeared on a piece of white paper on the table!
Everyone's eyes widened. After a while, I saw the sword-wielding mage also muttering something and slashing at the table. There were also blood stains on a piece of paper cut into the shape of a weasel on the table! The short mage made the last move, and I could only hear him mumbling something. Then a black wind suddenly rose, and the candles on the table were blown out. The mage rang the bell and shouted: "Hey! Where can the monster escape! Then use the bell." With one finger, a weasel immediately appeared on the ground, and it fled into the grass in terror. The mage chased after him in a few steps. As the bell rang, the other hand of the short mage reached into the grass, and suddenly pulled out a weasel. .
The weasel was grabbed by the mage's tail, and its body twisted and swayed! Suddenly someone spoke and shouted for the mage to spare his life. The short mage said something like a bird and threw the weasel on the ground. The weasel clasped its paws together, saluted, turned around and ran away!
The three mages put down their magic weapons, called the leader over and said, "We have made an agreement with these weasels. They will take them away from the whole family and will never harass the villagers again!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a voice came from somewhere: "I say not necessarily!" Everyone followed the words, and three more people appeared on the sidelines. One is tall and heroic, one is a scholar carrying a sword, and the other is short in stature. All three of them looked upright! Everyone took a look and wondered, "Hey, why are there two sets of people?" What exactly is going on!
The short man who came after him had a weird smile on his face and said, "The clothes are made a little bit like each other, but they don't fit. The shoes are so made! I'm AJ!" Only then did everyone notice that the clothes were made before. The clothes of those three mages did look inappropriate. Of course, the last words of the mage behind him were not understood. No one understood what this AJ was.
When the three previous mages saw the subsequent mages, their faces changed visibly. They pointed at the three young men who followed and said, "Who are you? How dare you pretend to be a young master!"
The mage who came later sneered and took out a palm-sized gourd from his arms, and instantly a black energy floated out. In the blink of an eye, six evil wolves appeared on the scene! Suddenly, six evil wolves surrounded the three mages from before.
The three mages panicked, and one of them jumped onto the table. Unexpectedly, at this moment, a goshawk fell from the sky. It stepped forward and pressed the mage on the table. As the eagle's claws fell, the mage suddenly shrank and turned into a weasel, where he "ouched" The ground screamed.