Finally, the screams gradually subsided, and the sounds of fighting came from the distant sky. Liuli kept her eyes closed, listening numbly to the chaotic sounds of the fight.
Until a mournful cry came from the sky, saying:
"Liuli...no!!"
Liuli slowly opened her eyes, tears still streaming down her face, pooling on her chin and dripping down, wetting her clothes. She looked up and saw a six-tailed fox falling helplessly from the sky, landing with a "thud" among the wild grass.
"grandmother……"
Liuli stood up and stumbled over. As she walked, the figures of all the monks around her blurred and disappeared. When she reached the corpse of the six-tailed white fox, there was not a single monk left on the fox plain, only blood and the corpses of white foxes.
This scene was exactly what she saw when she was first reborn.
Bloody tears slid down the corners of the six-tailed white fox's eyes, which were closing weakly. She murmured resentfully, "Liuli..."
Until her death, her grandmother murmured her name; her greatest worry was still her, Liuli.
"Grandmother, no!!"
Liuli let out a sharp, mournful cry, like the mournful cry of a cuckoo.
She knelt before the corpse of the six-tailed white fox and wept bitterly, her sobs sounding utterly desolate.
She refused to open her eyes, afraid to look at the horrific scene any longer. She feared that if she looked any longer, her heart would be torn apart, and she did not want to endure such excruciating pain.
Overwhelmed by grief, guilt, regret, despair, and other unbearable emotions, she couldn't help but think, if only, if everything could go back to the beginning...
Suddenly, Liuli felt a sway, followed by a warm sensation beside her. She opened her eyes in a daze and turned her head to see a pair of kind eyes looking at her gently.
“Grandmother…” Liuli was stunned as soon as she spoke. This voice was wrong. It sounded soft and sweet, full of affection and coquetry. It was not her voice after her rebirth. It always sounded cold and indifferent.
She looked down at herself and saw that she was a white fox with three tails trailing behind her. She was curled up next to a six-tailed white fox, feeling warm all over.
"What's wrong, Liuli?" The six-tailed white fox asked with a smile, her eyes crinkling.
Liuli was stunned for a long time. She turned her head and looked around. She saw a large group of white foxes laughing and playing in groups of three or five on a large green field, making a series of cheerful sounds.
It was nearly dusk, and the dim light shone on Fox Plain, illuminating the figures of white foxes. This scene was exactly what Fox Plain looked like many years ago, before she went to the Central Plains.
Liuli looked bewildered, yet she seemed to vaguely remember this dusk. Her eyelids twitched incessantly, and she felt extremely uneasy, sensing that something bad must have happened.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck Liuli. She abruptly stood up, her body transforming into a streak of white light as she flew rapidly forward. Soon, she flew into the dense forest and skillfully navigated the path.
She came to the front of a low hill in the forest and saw an old monk with white eyebrows and a white beard coming out of a cave in the hill, holding a small child whose hands and mouth were stained with blood.
Liuli emerged from the white light, revealing herself to be a woman in white.
The child's face lit up with a smile as soon as he saw Liuli. He clapped his chubby little hands and called out in a muffled voice, "Liuli, Liuli, Liuli!"
Liuli's mind and actions were somewhat out of her control. She took a few steps over and suddenly snatched the child from the old monk's arms, holding him tightly in her embrace.
If, if she had thought of Bailing when she sensed something bad was going to happen, if Bailing hadn't been taken away by Zen Master Daming, if Bailing had grown up by her side, with Bailing's company, she wouldn't have found life so boring, and perhaps she wouldn't have been so determined to leave Fox Plains...
If, if the Xuanyuan Barrier hadn't weakened, if the demons had still been kept in the Northern Demon Realm, Li Molin wouldn't have come to Fox Plains, wouldn't have taken her away from here to the Central Plains...
If, if she hadn't met Shi Chan, she wouldn't have fallen in love with him. If she hadn't gone to find Shi Chan that night to clarify things, if she hadn't returned to Fox Plains after leaving Bodhi Temple, leading the monk who had been secretly following her there and letting the Buddhist sects of the Central Plains know the whereabouts of the Nine-Tailed Fox clan...
if……
Even if only one of these scenarios were true, the Nine-Tailed Fox clan would not have suffered the calamity of extermination...
Unfortunately, there are no "what ifs"...
Liuli held the child tightly in her arms, her heart filled with confusion and pain. She pressed her forehead against the child's forehead and cried uncontrollably.
"Liuli, don't cry..." The little boy's face twitched, and he kissed Liuli's eyes, his voice childish and unclear as he said, "Liuli, be good, don't cry..."
Upon hearing this, Liuli cried even harder, making sobbing noises. She wanted to vent all the regret, guilt, pain, and hatred in her heart through her cries. She held little Bailing so tightly, as if she was afraid that he would disappear if she relaxed her grip even slightly.
The mournful cries, accompanied by the innocent words of children trying to comfort them, drifted gently through the silent forest, making one's heart ache.
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