The day I lived with the fox demon

Back in his rented room, the scene of the gentle lawyer "getting angry" floated in his mind. Fang Ming smiled relievedly, and then carefully put down the rectangular wooden box in his hand.

Since it was 11 o'clock in the morning in summer and the sun was abundant, Fang Ming looked carefully at the wooden box and suddenly found a talisman stuck on the top of the wooden box. "The talisman seal? Could it be that something bad is sealed inside? It is often heard that there are many horrible unsolved mysteries in ancient times, isn't it such a coincidence?"

Fang Ming stared at the box under the talisman paper. Although it was incomprehensible, there were beautiful and delicate stripes engraved on the outside. Although the sun might be a little strong during the day, he could intuitively feel the engraving of the "pattern" not simple.

A few minutes later, putting aside those wild thoughts of gods, gods and ghosts, Fang Ming carefully tore off the talisman paper that was attached to the wooden box, but he did not expect that the talisman paper was easily torn off completely as soon as a corner was lifted, which made Fang Ming feel a little nervous. Congratulations, the complete "Antique Mythical Talisman Paper" is worth a lot!

However, when Fang Chen was happy and wanted to open the wooden box by the way, he couldn't open it no matter what.After trying hard for a few minutes, looking at the wooden box without chains, Fang Ming thought, "I won't hit a ghost, right? It's so evil..."

"Is there an internal lock inside? Or is there a hidden weapon?" Fang Ming began to YY.

Half an hour later, Fang Ming sat down exhausted, "I still can't open it, forget it, it's almost noon, let's eat first, and I have to go to see the students in the afternoon, and I'm going to try something in the evening..." So he got up He took the key and backpack and turned to go out, but the moment the door was closed, a faint red light flashed above the wooden box on the table...

When Fang Chen returned to the rental room again, it was already seven o'clock in the evening.After entering the room, Fang Ming went to the "mysterious" wooden box to look at it. He tried everything, but still couldn't open it. The next second, he took a fruit knife in his hand, and the blade reflected the cold light in the light. , which shows its sharpness, when half an hour later...

"Damn it, what substance? Alien? The knife couldn't make a trace. I turned around and went back to the grocery room. When I came back, I had an extra ax in my hand. Without saying a word, the ax slammed down, but it was "hum..." With a bang, he came back with force, and his hand hurt from the shock.

"Okay, the composition of unknown matter, the evil wooden box, is like a magic weapon in fantasy novels..." Just as he was talking to himself, Fang Ming patted his legs and stood up cleverly, "That's right, recognize the Lord with blood!" , Whether he is reliable or not... ".

Cut the fingertips with a knife, squeezed out a few drops of blood, dripped it on the wooden box, and returned it, but there was no response, and continued to add more. After a few minutes, Fang Chen sighed, "I really don't know." Silly, where did you think? It’s still a magic weapon, hehe..." Laughing at himself, he didn’t move the wooden box, went back to the bedroom, took his pajamas, and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

With the sound of closing the door, Fang Ming continued to say in the bathroom, "As calm as I am, yet my mind is bewitched by a wooden box. It's amazing... But how do I open it without changing it? Watering it with mercury? Burning it?  … "

Fang Ming in the bathroom was thinking of a way to open the wooden box, talking to himself, but the wooden box on the other side underwent a terrifying change at night.

In the starry sky, the moon must have come out to join in the fun, a cool full moon.I saw that the moon seemed to be attracted by something, and unexpectedly produced a kind of "moon stream" that was slowly transmitted to the earth inexplicably. The receiver was the mysterious wooden box that Fang Ming chopped on the balcony.

I saw red light emitting from the wooden box, and under the moonlight, the red light became more and more obvious, and the blood Fang Ming dripped on it was gradually "absorbed" by the wooden box and disappeared, and then the red light of the wooden box under the moonlight healed. It is "bright as blood".

Hearing a "click", Fang Ming came out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel. At the same time, the wooden box also made a "click" sound. Fruit knife, walk towards the place where the sound happened...

When Fang Ming walked slowly to the balcony where the "click" sound of the car started, he found that there was nothing but the wooden box that made him "get angry". "Isn't it really a ghost?" Amitabha", lowered his waist and wanted to pick up the wooden box and leave the balcony, but when he got the upper body of the wooden box, the wooden box opened with a "click"...

The next second Fang Ming laughed a few times, "I don't want to open it, but you open it yourself, let me see what kind of treasure it is?" Fang Ming squatted down, took out the contents and held it in his hands.

"A painting?" Seeing the paper rolled up in his hand, Fang Ming felt speechless. Before he couldn't open it, he thought there was a jade seal in it...An antique like Ye Ming's jewelry, but it's just a painting now?But after thinking about it, I found that something was wrong. How could the paper be preserved so completely, like new, without any trace of decay at all... Fang Ming touched the scroll, feeling it carefully with his fingers.

"Why do you think so much? Let's see what it is before we talk about it. Maybe it's Tang Bohu's words, then..."Without thinking about it, Fang Ming carefully untied the tether again, and slowly unfolded the picture scroll, and when it was fully unfolded, Fang Ming sat on the ground in shock.

Why did a painting surprise Fang Ming so much?It turns out that the painting in the scroll is "Under a red maple tree, a handsome man dressed in white snow, with a wooden basket like a scholar on his back, is squatting under the maple tree and taking a bath in maple leaves, with his head slightly Looking down.

Fang Chen looked down pleasingly, and a fox with fur as red as maple leaves was looking back at the handsome scholar with tears in his eyes... and Fang Chen also pleasingly looked at the scholar again, it's okay not to look, look again Go, Fang Chen was so frightened that he even threw the painting on the ground, and took a few steps back with his hands on his hands, with a dazed expression on his face, "That scholar... is it me?"...

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