Engraved in Bone

Shen Xingzhi burned the fox's bones into ashes, put them in a small altar and buried them in the yard. He hung Jade on his body, and placed the puppet by the bed.

If you wish to get the fox's Nedan's sinking, it is not as legendary, the youth will stay forever. Since the fox went away, it has become faster and faster. He knew that this was probably what the carver said.

Things that change from day to day can be changed forever.

What he cares most about is now taken away bit by bit.

Shen Xingzhi looked at the aging old self in the bronze mirror, but couldn't help getting sick, but felt happy, and started laughing.

How scared he was, always fearing that he would grow old, fearing that he would lose his proud look. Now that he is a pleated old man, he hates this face so much, but feels happy.

How good it is to wait for death every day, just like the original Lan Yan, to experience the feeling of a silly fox, such revenge is most suitable for him.

Nan Fengyu never feeds idlers.

Since Shen Xingzhi became an old man, the unsuspecting side always clapped his hands and even applauded, always mocking him.

"My dad said today, there will be no Shen Xing in the future, his first card will be put on top by the brother next to him."

"Shen Xingzhi, have you done too much evil, even God, can't stand to teach you."

Shen Xingzhi also felt that it might be that he had done too much evil and even hurt Lan Yao, and God would retaliate in this way.

He dug up the fox's ashes, hugged them tightly, walked away, and went to a place no one knew.

Shen Xingzhi left, nobody noticed.

Qin Huai originally wanted to entangle some of Shen Xing. For so many years, even a dog should have feelings, let alone a living person? But he took the fox away so quietly.

How strong he is, Qinhuai is the one who knows best.

The bone engraver knew that after Shen Xingzhi's departure, the sculpting movement in his hand paused and started again. He actually hummed slightly in his mouth, listening carefully to exactly the same as Shen Xingzhi's humming that night.

The apprentice looked at him with a grimace, and felt that Master was so good-looking, and felt that this thought was really not right, and he coughed away to hide his mind: "Master, why don't you tell him that he has Nedan? Can't die anyway? "

In this life, he was destined to survive like this pair.

Blowing the sawdust on the puppet, the engraver smiled so well that he put the carved puppet in a box and closed it like he caressed his beloved one: "It's the same as the ending."

Not only that, Shen Xingzhi's life, don't even think about seeing his fox again.

Shen Xingzhi took the fox and went to a hill that no one knew. He used many methods for a long time, and finally found that he couldn't die. He could only look at the old man in the bronze mirror all day and make the same expression as himself.

Shen Xingzhi is crazy.

He always went to the foot of the mountain to ask passers-by who came and went. First, he told them the story of the little son of the Shen family who once had endless scenery. Later, he kept asking each other if he saw his fox. Fox in the fox mask.

Gradually, people know that there is a lunatic at the foot of this mountain. Children often go to call him and always make fun of him, saying that he was once the world ’s best-looking boy, and then called him scornfully .

Once when the child smashed him, the lunatic fell into a cliff while dodging. The children who knew they were in trouble went home and shivered and hid, but when they went to see it the next day, the lunatic was still standing there, and they repeated his story patiently.

It was a monster.

People in the nearby villages did everything they could to burn the fire, cut the sword, drown ... everyone couldn't kill the madman. When he looked at it the next day, he was still there. It was just that face that had been destroyed countless times, and the original face was completely invisible, making people feel nauseated at first glance.

No way, people moved out of here, and gradually, the mountain was deserted.

The lunatic didn't dare look at his face now, he always said that if he was seen by the fox, he would not like him. But he couldn't find the fox. It took him a long time to find his fox.

He went to ask the mountain and everything, and he never dared to get close to the place where there was water. But one day, he couldn't stand his ugly face and that dry wrinkled skin, and the lunatic blinded his pain and blinded his eyes.

The lunatic became blind, and he was even more mad.

He walked through trees and flowers and traveled across mountains and rivers. He didn't know how many countries he had traveled through and how many dynasties. No, he's blind, he just wants to touch Lan Yu, just touch his face.

But he couldn't find it. He lost the fox and he couldn't find it again.

The lunatic wants to see the fox, and even wants to see his father, mother-in-law, but he has nothing to do.

At night, the lunatic was lying between heaven and earth, listening to the voices of all living things. He slept for a while. When he dreamed of being young, his father would always hold him and let him ride a horse. It's brilliant, tell Dad to be careful, don't fall.

The little boy has grown up like this. When he went to the street lantern one day, he turned around and saw a man wearing a fox mask. The fox eyes of him who took off the mask always made the little boy somewhat familiar, and he smiled and bent. Eyed, smiled and asked the little boy if he would like to be his lady, and went back to see his father and mother.

The little boy this time did not lose his temper, but blushed and said to the man in a low voice, "If you want to marry me, you have to pick up a big sedan to pick me up."

He came behind, dressed in a red coat and a fox mask, and raised a coupe to meet him.

The little boy took the man's hand to his father and mother, and his eyes were bright: "Mother, I will bring you a beautiful lady to let you see."

The faces in the picture are blurred, and the only living thing is probably the overwhelming red. The lunatic wanted to see those faces clearly, but as the man turned into a fox, gradually lying on the ground without moving, the lunatic woke up.

When he woke up, the world of the lunatic was still dark. He listened to his voice, holding the fox's ashes in one hand, pinching the puppet with one hand, and rubbing his veins with his fingers. He couldn't see, he could only touch it over and over again.

The lunatic was relaxed, and then walked in a direction that he didn't know where. Time had already crushed his waist and dyed his blue silk. Even in the end, he could no longer remember the faces of those who were so important to him. .

The little boy of the fox finally went with him.

The author has something to say:

The little boy who once had a pair of bright eyes, eventually couldn't bear it, and destroyed himself.

He looked at him crazy, but his heart was understandable, he just didn't want to face reality.

From the moment he was stained with red dust, he couldn't be the innocent little boy.