Chapter 27 Let's talk nonsense about the fox fairy

The author's residence in Beiping is a century-old house. Because the population is sparse and there are many houses, people have always said that there is a fox, but no one has seen it.One year, Ansheng, Prince of She, handed over the county seal script of Gu'an County, Gansu, and planned to return to Yangzhou for the elderly through Beiping. When he arrived at Shexia, he settled down in the West Study Room.It was hot summer, the halls and houses were spacious, and the room was full of mist. When he was tired of reading, he curled up on the concubine Xiang's couch and closed his clothes to sleep.The next morning, he was awakened by the morning dew, but he was sleeping naked on the steps of the corridor with all his clothes removed.He thought he was playing tricks on him, so he didn't even dare to live in the study the next day, so he hurriedly moved to the Fozhaolou Inn outside the city.Xu Lin, the gatekeeper, was the Xianjun's book boy, and he was probably also teased. On the twenty-sixth of every month, he would offer a pot of dry rice and three hard-boiled eggs devoutly in the small courtyard of the study.He only said it was for the Great Immortal, and if he asked him about other things about the fox fairy, he just kept his mouth shut and didn't say anything.

When the author was working in the Ministry of Food, although I lived in the dormitory for singles in the Ministry, it was quite spacious with one room and one living room and sanitary facilities outside.Later, a new colleague Wu Shaoxian came to the ministry. He is from Hunan. He wanted to live in the single dormitory because he didn’t bring his family. However, there was no spare room at that time. After being introduced by a colleague, he added a couch to my bedroom. There were many guests. A roommate can also comfort the loneliness.Wu Jun is short and capable, with a rosy face, full of enthusiasm and far-sightedness, and an eloquent eloquence, he is a person who can be friends with.He has a medium-sized porcelain pot with white ground and blue and white. Every morning, he picks out a tablespoon of black ointment from the pot and fills it with hot water. After getting along for two or three months, I found that whether it is a public or private feast or a drink, He never participated. I occasionally bought some cakes and fruits and asked him to taste them.

One day he seemed to want to tell me something, but he hesitated to say it, and finally he said it hesitantly.He has a fox wife who originally lives in Xuzhou. He intends to visit and stay in Nanjing for a few days. He also thinks that the hotel is noisy during the day and plans to stay at my place, but he can't tell.At that time, I happened to be going to Shanghai on business, so I agreed to let him occupy the dormitory for three days, but there was one condition, I hoped to show me a photo of his fox wife, and he readily agreed.After returning to Beijing, his fox wife had already left, and the photo he showed was as beautiful as ice and snow, elegant and charming. If he didn't say that he was a fox wife, he would be no different from ordinary people, and he would not have a glamorous and sidely look.Ask him how they met, and he refuses to tell.When I left, I left a basket of Yaguang pears for me. This pear is a special fruit in Beiping. The fruit is complete, but it is not easy to eat Yaguang pears.She was able to get a basket of ducks, which is a testament to her prowess, and her technique is extraordinary.From then on, I paid attention to brother Wu's eating behavior, except that he rarely sleeps and is not near fireworks, which may arouse people's suspicion and astonishment. Occasionally, he would take a half piece of cake to taste it, but it is nothing more than blinding the eyes and ears.He really didn't need to drink and sip to satisfy his hunger and thirst.A few months later, Mr. Wu suddenly left without saying goodbye, and left me a short note saying that disasters had begun in the Central Plains, he had brought his family to Sichuan, and he was camping in Tuqiu early, and we might meet in Sichuan and Yunnan in the future.Later, some people saw Mr. Wu practicing as a monk in Guiding Jile Temple in Guizhou.

Before the Anti-Japanese War, the ancestors and friends jointly operated the salt store in northern Jiangsu, and the branch store in Tai County, with sparsely furnished rooms and corridors, was quite elegant.During the Anti-Japanese War, when it was closed for business, it was occupied by Xu, an official of the enemy and puppet army, who cut off the building and took it as a mansion.In the spring of thirty-five years, the author went down the river and took back several branch warehouses in Xinghua, Dongtai, and Taixian County. I lived in the three west rooms of the main building of Yanzhan in Tai County. Wide, but I heard that there is a fox fairy living there, and no one dares to live there all the time.Because I have the flower hall, the study room and the guest seats, I asked the current resident to vacate it within a limited period, and it has not yet expired, so I had no choice but to set up a couch in the West Wing.Due to insufficient power generation, the Taixian Electric Lamp Factory does not supply electricity after twelve o'clock every night. To facilitate going to the toilet at night, a stool is placed in front of the bed, and a kerosene lamp is lit.One night, when I slept late at night, I suddenly heard loud snoring in my ears. Although the front and rear corridors in the west wing intersect and the buildings are roundabouts, no one is inhabited, so why the snoring.So I got up and turned on the light, and found that the snoring was coming from under the bed. I bent over to look, and a furry, plump, black and shiny fox tail was exposed under the wardrobe. The upper body was under the bed, which was huge.Panicked and unable to do anything, she turned back on the bed, tucked the curtains tightly and covered her head, and fell asleep. From then on, she would come every night, and she became accustomed to it over time, and people and foxes lived in peace without disturbing each other.The author has a trip to Ninghu due to some business, so I plan to ask my old friend Tong Zhongxin to watch the house on my behalf. Qu Yi is quite hesitant, but Zi Puyuan is young and energetic, so he should be brave and willing to watch the house for him.Unexpectedly, he slept all night, and when he got up the next morning, the leather shoes suddenly disappeared. When he brought another pair of shoes to put on, the original leather shoes were hung on the tent hooks.He put his woolen hat on the table, and it turned over again, and there was fox dung in it. After that, he never dared to show me the house.

Brother Chen Zhongxin lives in a soy sauce garden on Xicang Street. It is also an old house. During the Anti-Japanese War, foxes were also found. He piled up a firewood hut, and suddenly found that the grass was on fire. , There is actually no burning residue, and there are all kinds of weirdness.Therefore, an altar was set up to support the spirits, to solve doubts and difficulties for people, and to recite poems on the altar from time to time, and the incense was flourishing.Although he deeply felt suffering, he couldn't help it.The Japanese army invaded Tai County and threatened to send planes to bomb it. Some people asked for good or bad luck, and the altar said "Buddha is to blame", but everyone didn't understand.However, the golden statue of Buddha, the god of Anguan Temple, was more or less damaged. Therefore, Li Changjiang, the military commander of the puppet army stationed in Thailand, even went to Chen's mansion to offer incense and worship Gastrodia elata!The author returned to Tai County to sort out the aftermath during the Spring Festival in the 35th year of the Republic of China. I reunited with brother Chen Zhongxin after a long absence, and naturally we both had endless topics to talk about.According to him, since returning to the capital after victory, at the end of the year, the fox fairy descended to the altar and left four lines of poems: "After the return of the 35th spring, the Lantern Festival and the moon are full.Since then, the altar has suddenly become silent, as if it has drifted away and disappeared.I asked Brother Chen if there is Guandi Temple here, and he said that there is a Guandi Temple in Guanjiadunzi here, the green hall and Danyuan, which are majestic and magnificent.I said that your fox fairy may have moved to the Guandi Temple.One day we strolled to the East Mandala, listened to Yetaizi Peking Opera, passed by the Guandi Temple, and entered the temple to celebrate.In an attic with double eaves and four hanging walls, its old tenant, Daxian Ye, had already set up incense. Several people were there burning incense and prostrating, and it was very lively to ask for alchemy and divination.The above-mentioned things are all experienced by the author. Up to now, I still feel that it is possible and impossible when I think about it.If you don't think twice, it's just a lie, so just listen to it!