In our village, Uncle Liu is really a strange person. He can tell fortunes and fortune-telling by touching bones and making divination. As long as it is related to metaphysics, he is proficient in almost everything. In the eyes of the villagers, he is like a semi-immortal.

But it sounds amazing, but in fact he is just a bad old man with white hair and pale face. I live next to his house and I can see his busy figure almost every day.

Uncle Liu would always set up a fortune-telling stall next to the big banyan tree at the entrance of the village. Regardless of spring, summer, autumn or winter, he always looked leisurely and contented.

If the calculation is accurate, I will give you ten or eight yuan. If it is not accurate, just for fun.

Although he claims to be a Taoist saint who knows everything about astronomy and geography, I don't care at all. For such a successor to socialism, I think this kind of feudal superstition should have been banned long ago.

But Uncle Six just laughed it off every time. He always thought I was just a child, and his contemptuous tone made me glare.

But despite this, I still like to go to his place. As soon as I finish my homework every day, I drop my schoolbag and run out.

No reason, just because Uncle Six also has a skill package-telling stories.

That's right, I don't know if I read a lot of books before, but I'm full of all kinds of strange stories, which amaze me every time.

This afternoon, I finished my homework early as usual, and then jumped to the entrance of the village.

There were no customers coming to tell fortunes at this time. Uncle Liu was sitting in front of the stall, eating dumplings leisurely. When he saw me coming, he sneered and showed his yellow teeth.

"Girl, you ran out again without telling your grandma? Aren't you afraid that she will be furious again?" "It's okay, it's still early today!" I waved my hand, ran over like a little adult, and then picked up a piece of paper.

Sitting upright next to Uncle Six on the small bench.

"Uncle Six, do you have any good stories today?" "Hey, of course..." Uncle Six chuckled, put down the white porcelain bowl in his hand, and then lit up "Don't you want to buy it? No, there won't be any at that time."

I bought it, but I will regret it."

"As the saying goes, there is heaven first, and then there is land. I am born with a good ventriloquism." "When it comes to telling stories, who in this village can be better than your sixth uncle and me?" "That's that, that's..." I complimented

She said with a smile, her big and smart eyes were just due to the stimulation of youthful hormones and luck. When we got to know her well, I asked to see her photos and then take the next step.

Shining and full of expectations.

This is a common problem among experts. Of course I am well aware of it.

"Hey, I guess you know the stuff..." Uncle Six rubbed my little head while enjoying the nicotine taste, "Well, today I will tell you the story of the knot of life and death..." "The knot of life and death

?" I frowned, "Is it a tragic story about a couple?" "Hmm? Do you know that?" "This set is mine, not for sale."

Uncle Six asked in surprise.

"Of course, you said it last week. I still remember the plot! Change it to another one." I pouted.

"Then let me tell you about the Miao people's Gu magic. It's a magical thing..." "No! Those things are the most disgusting, including insects and centipedes. I don't want to hear them!" "Then what do you want to hear?

Story?" Uncle Six exhaled a puff of smoke and stared at me quietly.

"Well..." I lowered my head and rolled my eyes, "Today I want to hear stories about our village. Uncle Six, didn't you always like to nag, saying that our place is a geomantic treasure? I think there must be some

Interesting legend." I looked at him expectantly, and Uncle Six nodded, his eyes suddenly shifted to the bowl of dumplings on the table.

"Girl, do you know why our village likes to make dumplings?" Uncle Liu asked.

I thought about it, and finally shook my head gently: "I really don't know, is there a story in it?" "Of course!" After that, Uncle Liu picked up another bright white dumpling, like

Just like looking at a delicate ornament, "Speaking of this dumpling, let me tell you this story today..." A long time ago, our village had a little-known name - Fox Township

.

This is not because of bad customs here, but because of the foxes that often appear on the back mountain.

According to the villagers, there lives an old fox deep in the back mountain. It has gone through 7749 hardships and practiced for thousands of years, and finally succeeded in attaining Taoism. It turned into a fox fairy and has been guarding our village.

Therefore, the village has enjoyed good weather and prosperous life for hundreds of years.

And one day, a young couple came from out of town, completely breaking this quiet and peaceful life.