The story of scholar and fox demon

In the Qing Dynasty, there was a scholar who was determined to become famous and honor his ancestors from an early age. Unfortunately, he was unlucky. He tried again and again for several years.

The scholar was amazed, and he heard the fellow villagers of the neighboring village high school say, "Go west from the village and meet a mountain forest.". There is a ruined temple inside. There is a fairy in the temple who teaches there all the year round. After listening to the fairy's class, why not go to high school?

The scholar's heart itches hard. One morning, he hurried out and walked to the temple along the route his fellow villagers said.

When it was dark, the scholar finally found the small temple. The scholar thought it was too flattering to say that it was a temple. The walls are broken everywhere, and a few broken boards on the beams are covered casually, just like ruins.

Holding the mentality of having arrived, the scholar went in. There is only one Buddha statue in the temple, and its face is incomplete and unrecognizable.

The scholar bowed his head and prayed: bless me, living immortal, and bless me to go to high school next year.

Balabala talked for a long time, but there was no sound in the temple except the cold wind that often roared past.

For a long time, the scholar looked at the darkness outside, and the chill hit. He couldn't help cursing in a low voice: "I knew that boy was lying to me." Where is God? Some are also demons. "

As soon as the voice fell, I saw the stone statue in front of the scholar's gargle, and a clear voice came: Even the gods dare to curse, I'm afraid I'm tired of living.

It turned out that there really was a fairy, and the scholar looked at the stone statue and couldn't help but be shocked.

"Hey, the gods are talking to you. Are you mortals so rude? "

Return to absolute being, the scholar found that he didn't know when there was a childish girl around him and stared at the scholar angrily.

The scholar came to his senses and looked at the girl carefully: "You, are you a fairy?"

"What, you don't like it?" The girl stared at the scholar.

"No, it isn't." The scholar bowed again and again and said, "I've heard the name of the immortal for a long time. It's beautiful and brilliant. I sincerely hope that the immortal can point out the maze and let me go to high school as soon as possible to complete my lifelong dream. "

When the girl heard this, her smiles piled up: "I'm here to study. For your sincerity, I won't care about your original sin. "

"It's getting late today, you go first. From tomorrow, you can come to me early every day, and I will teach you your homework, which will definitely make you the champion as soon as possible. " The girl said, waved her hand, and the scholar was rolled up before he could react. The dog ate the shit and was thrown out of the door.

two

The next day, before dawn, the scholar got up early, grabbed an overnight steamed bun and hurried to the ruined temple.

"Fairy, fairy, I am coming." Arriving at the door, the scholar shouted eagerly.

There is no one in the ruined temple, bah, there is no god. Only a rickety board creaks and turns and won't fall.

The scholar squatted in the corner, took out the steamed bread from his arms and chewed it. Muttered from time to time: "Fairy, mysterious is also appropriate."

Time goes by little by little, and I don't know when it will shake.

Suddenly, the glued board fell violently, and with a bang, it woke up the daze scholar.

The scholar looked out of the temple, and it was dark again. When he got up, there was a noise in his stomach. The scholar touched his arm and found that he had eaten all the steamed bread before going out, rubbing his sleepy eyes. The scholar wants to go to the neighborhood to see if there is anything to eat.

Before going out, a gust of wind blew, and the scholar was immediately swept to the ground. After the dust settled, the scholar found that the fairy appeared where the wind was, holding an apple in her hand.

"Hey, why are you still here? I told you to come back tomorrow morning. " The girl took a bite of the apple and said vaguely.

The scholar said flatly, "This is the second night."

The girl patted her forehead and whispered, "Did I oversleep?"

Green light appeared in the scholar's eyes.

The girl gagged and coughed a few times. The clear voice said, "since you are here, it is better to go to the sun another day." I will teach you to do your homework tonight. "

The girl flew to the wooden bench in front of the stone statue and sat down. She held out her hand and said, you stand in front.

The scholar walked slowly past.

"Before the lecture, I want to tell you a story."

The scholar paused. Do you still need to listen to the story first? Before I could speak, the fairy story began to fall.

The scholar listened to the story in a daze between hunger and dreams. A fox demon practiced hard and finally became a fairy.

"ancient"

A scream in the belly interrupted the fairy's aftertaste, and the girl gave the scholar a hard knock on the head.

"My story is not well told."

The scholar waved his hand again and again: "No, no, it's particularly touching."

"Then you have other ideas." I knocked on the scholar's head again, and the girl felt much more comfortable. "You know ..."

"Goo ..."

The girl was angry and kicked the scholar outside the temple: "Go home and come back tomorrow when you are full."

The scholar patted the dust on his body with injustice: "It's not because you made a mistake that I will starve to death." . "

Also want to say something, found a faint wind around, the scholar immediately shut up. Run home as fast as you can.

three

Another day, late in the morning, the scholar got up lazily, washed briefly, picked up the steamed bread last night and slowly continued on his way.

When I came to the temple, the maiden fairy didn't appear. The scholar went to the corner and sat down, took out the steamed bread in his arms, opened the book and read slowly.

Time passed by, and in a blink of an eye, the maiden fairy arrived in Changfeng. When she found the scholar in the corner, she couldn't help mumbling, "Oh, I overslept again."

The scholar raised his head and looked up with faint eyes.

The girl blushed slightly, grabbed the steamed bread in the hands of the scholar and took a bad bite.

"I know how to eat when I am in class."

"Today we tell another story." The girl sitting on the stone bench said.

"This is another story. When do I teach my homework? I haven't finished reciting four books yet. "

The girl spoke: "I don't want to talk if others want to listen." You are still grinding, don't come if you don't listen. "

"I didn't say I didn't listen. Why are you so angry? The immortals are so angry. " The scholar walked to the stone bench and stood.

All night, the scholar listened to another story. When the story was finished, it was twilight, and the girl yawned and waved.

"Let's call it a day and come back tomorrow."

The scholar learned well, didn't mutter at all, packed up his books and leftover steamed bread, and walked home in a gloomy mood.

four

Three years have passed since I went to Qiu Lai in spring. After listening to the136th story, the scholar ushered in his second provincial examination. However, in this way, the scholar can think with his toes, and naturally he falls off the list.

The scholar knew that the immortals in that temple were just in name only, and they didn't know the method of stereotyped writing at all, let alone the study of the Four Books and Five Classics.

However, scholars still go to the ruined temple every day. As for the reason, the scholar himself can't figure it out.

"But her story is ok." On the way to the ruined temple, the scholar thought so.

Walking to the front of the temple, the scholar found that the maiden fairy was very sleepy. Today, she came to the temple early.

Seeing the figure of the scholar, the girl hurried to the outside of the temple and asked, "What's the matter?"

Scholar some embarrassed shook his head.

The girl's face lit up when she saw it. Afraid of being discovered by scholars, he immediately sighed, "It seems that you still haven't learned my essence. I will teach you for another three years."

The scholar didn't seem to notice the change in the girl's face, so he smiled and bowed and said, "That will trouble the fairy."

five

This scholar thinks that if the imperial court only tests some fantasy novel after having obtained the provincial examination, he will surely win the first place. During these years of following the immortals, the scholar has listened to almost all the fantasy novels. Gradually, it has become a habit to walk a few miles every day to break the temple. If you don't listen to stories for a day, you won't sleep well when you go back.

Over the past few years, scholars have always had different ideas when they went to the province to take exams. I don't know when I started, but my determination to die in high school slowly faded. After writing the test questions in a hurry, they handed in their papers and retired. Scholars believe that reading a book and listening to a story every day is also a good way of life.

It was a sunny day, and the scholar set foot on the path as before. Strange to say, after so many years, this ruined temple is still the same as when we first met, and no brick has fallen.

After waiting all night in the ruined temple, the scholar felt strange that the immortal did not appear. Although the immortal slept a little before, he didn't show up all night now.

The scholar didn't go home, but still waited in the ruined temple.

On the third day, at noon, the girl dragged her tired body to the ruined temple, looking uncontrollable pale.

"Don't come again in the future." The girl said that and turned away.

The scholar was a little flustered and went to help the stumbling figure.

"The fairy promised to protect me, but now I still haven't been to high school." The scholar seemed to say to himself, "Besides, I haven't heard enough stories."

The girl looked up at the scholar and said weakly, "Three years later, if you haven't gone to high school, I'll teach you again."

The words sound just fell and a long wind came, and the figure of the immortal disappeared like light and shadow. The scholar looked at the empty place and opened his mouth without saying anything.

six

The scholar still came to this ruined temple on time every day as in the past, but he was alone in this ruined temple, and soon he declined again and could not live any longer.

The scholar built a room in front of the ruined temple. He doesn't go out often on weekdays, but just sits in the back room reading and writing.

After another three years, the scholar unexpectedly fell off the list. The difference is that the immortal did not arrive according to the time agreed three years ago.

That day, the weather was gloomy and there was no wind in the air. The scholar sat in front of the ruined temple all night and disappeared.

In the days after that, the scholar still lived in that small room. For three years, the scholar took part in the imperial examination as promised every time, but somehow, they all ended in failure.

Time seems to be a worthless dump for scholars. This year, the scholar is 71. The scholar is no longer young, white-haired, and his figure has become rickety.

On the way to the exam, the scholar passed by a teahouse. In the teahouse, several young wood cutters are talking about something. The scholar listened carefully, only to know that one of the wood cutters said that a few days ago, when he went up the mountain to cut down trees, the wind suddenly blew hard, and a snow-white fox suddenly appeared on a hill not far away, turned into a beautiful woman and flew into the sky in the wind.

The listener didn't believe it, and joked that it was a lie. The woodcutter was flushed and the veins stood out.

After hearing this, the scholar smiled gently, drank the tea in the cup and got up to leave.

A few days later, after the exam, the scholar returned to the hut in front of the ruined temple.

At night, the moonlight is slightly cool and sprinkled on the scholar's wooden table, which is a bit cool. A scholar writes, but he doesn't know what to write.

The dream was deep and there was a faint noise, so the scholar opened his eyes. I don't know when a girl stood at the window and looked up with a smile.

This is a number that is decades late.

"Little scholar, after so many years, you are still so disappointing."

The scholar's eyes were a little moist and he staggered out of bed.

"I'll teach you now, but it's ok."

"I am old." The scholar is a bit gloomy. "Immortals are still the same as many years ago."

The girl waved and clicked on the scholar a few times. A flash of sunshine completely faded the scholar's old face. It only took a while, which is consistent with many years ago.

"Now you can continue to listen to the class." The girl said happily.

seven

A few days later, the court issued a list, and scholars paid tribute to high school students. The villagers came to his house to report the good news. They looked everywhere, but there was no trace of the scholar. People walked into the study, and there was nothing in it except a pile of books quietly placed on the empty table.

When people glance at it, the title page is completely blank, except for a small line in the lower right corner, which reads: Mr. Liaozhai's book.

End of movement

In the forest, a voice came: "What's the story tonight?"

The girl leaned over the scholar's ear: "The story of the fox demon and the scholar."