Chapter 210 Chapter 46 The Fox Revenge

"Oh." Poor Xiucai took his eyes away from his friend and turned to pay attention to the note, "Luofu's handwriting is really beautiful. Tonight must be a good night." After speaking, he smiled with satisfaction, as if he had already passed away at this moment. The beautiful Luo Fu is in his arms. That night, the poor scholar had dinner early and was very happy.His butt left the chair a hundred thousand times and sat back again. He wanted to see if the moon was out and if the night was dark enough. Waiting patiently until the lights of Wanjia were turned on, and then patiently waiting until the lights of Wanjia were extinguished, Poor Xiu gently closed the door of the house and walked towards Luo Fu's house.After he left, his friend showed himself as a fox, and bit and tore everything in Xiucai's house.

How many things in the poor scholar's house are enough for this fox to toss about? It's nothing more than bottles and jars, broken bowls and broken beds.Speaking of why this fox deliberately took revenge on the poor scholar, it was because of an inconspicuous matter. Poor Xiucai came back from a trip and found a fox stealing lard from the cupboard.At that time, rural people believed that foxes, like snakes, had a strong sense of revenge.If a child goes to the mountain to cut firewood for the first time, the adults will definitely tell him: if he sees a fox or a snake, he should either not touch it or kill him.If you touch it and let it escape, it will haunt you and harass you forever.

As far as I am concerned, I have never seen a fox with my own eyes, but I often see snakes.Due to environmental reasons, foxes in my father's generation disappeared from people's sight.Only Grandpa saw a real fox when he was young.By the time I got to my age, snakes were almost gone. Sometimes I wonder, is it possible that people like Grandpa will gradually decrease and disappear over time? Enough talking, let's move on to the main topic.Poor scholar may be because his parents died early, and no one educated him; maybe his hand used to hold the pen was too weak, so he picked up a stick and slapped the fox twenty or thirty times, until the fox was dripping with blood. Or let the fox escape.

The poor scholar didn't intend to kill at first, the main reason is that the lard is very precious to him who is poor. If the lard is stolen, he doesn't have extra silver to buy fresh pork fat for frying.When the fox was running away, he didn't chase and beat the fox, but threw himself into the cupboard to see how much lard was left, whether it was enough for tonight's meal. The fox held a grudge and turned into a human to associate with the lonely scholar, secretly looking for opportunities to retaliate.The poor scholar's family is poor and has no wife or daughter.The fox has neither stolen nor robbed nor harmed, and has no place to seek revenge.This fox actually waited for two or three years, and finally let it catch a chance.But just this time, the poor scholar was killed.

There is an uncle next door to my house who likes to catch snakes. He has caught more than a thousand snakes in his life, and he is really addicted to catching snakes.Once he passed a hillside with a load of firewood, and saw a snake's tail protruding from a snake hole with the mouth of a bowl. The tail was the size of a fist.Seeing that the huge snake was about to enter the hole.The brave uncle immediately dropped the burden of firewood, rushed over with open arms, grabbed the tail of the snake, and dragged it out. The snake in the hole must have known that someone had grabbed its tail, and desperately burrowed into the snake hole, resisting the force that pulled it out.

When the uncle talked about his thrilling experience, he said that the snake was as vengeful as the fox, and he had to pull the snake out, otherwise his life would be threatened all the time. A person, a snake, just stood in a stalemate on this hillside for a whole day.Later, the uncle was really exhausted, and his hands relaxed a little, and the snake fled into the hole with a "swish". For the next five years, the snake kept harassing him and threatening him, even our family living next door was in a state of panic.During those five years, this uncle did not dare to raise pigs or chickens.I often hear the howling of pigs or chickens at night, and when people come out, they will see a pool of blood under the pigs or chickens.

The snake had also wrapped its tail around the beam and hung its head from the beam, trying to bite him.Fortunately, he has been dealing with snakes for many years, and his sense of smell is very sensitive to the smell of snakes, so he woke up in time to repel the snake's attempt. During these five years, he also searched for the snake.They both wanted to put each other to death, but they couldn't succeed.During that time, due to excessive tension and long-term insomnia, he was only a few bones thin, and his eyes were bloodshot. Later, when Grandpa found out about this, he ordered him to wear a very thick padded coat, put a piece of pigskin on his body, and then purposely drew the snake out.The snake bit him and released nearly a soup bowl of venom.He knew people who reacted after being injected with snake venom, pretending to twitch their hands and feet, and then rolled their eyes.

Since then, the snake never came to his house again.But he did not change his nature, and still caught snakes whenever he saw them. I thought, if Poor Scholar met someone like his grandfather at that time, and such a person was willing to give advice to Poor Scholar, maybe he would also wear a thick cotton coat and make a pigskin so that the fox would bite him full of holes.Maybe the fox will stop worrying about it. This unlucky poor scholar sneaked into the courtyard of Luo's family, and then sneaked into Luofu's boudoir.Before I saw Luo Fu's jade face, I heard the door closing behind me.Then came a good beating.

"He is transformed into a fox, beat me to death!" Luo Fu's father shouted at the servant. Poor Xiucai felt countless sticks coming from behind him, and hurriedly hugged his head and begged for mercy. Luo Fu's father was not willing to listen, his beard was so angry that he pointed his fingers and shouted: "Kill him, kill him. I will be responsible for anyone's life. Beat me to death! Beat him until he shows the original shape of a fox." until!" With these words from the master, the servants were able to deal hard, and the sticks fell like raindrops on the scholar's legs, back, shoulders, and head.A scholar who usually only knows how to recite poems and compose right words, but has no strength to restrain a chicken, can't bear such a hard fight. He just feels something churning in his stomach and rushing to his mouth.He couldn't help but open his mouth and let out a "wow".

A blood-red butterfly flew out of his mouth and landed on the opposite column.