Chapter 7, "The Little Policeman": Two tears of joy rolled down the red candle. ...
The fox's grievance...
On the one hand, Jian Dieda felt that things were not so simple, and on the other hand, he did feel that the male fox spirit had a lot of resentment, like a child who had been deprived of love since childhood, and his behavior was not very mature.
He analyzed thoughtfully, "Isn't there a plot hole in this story? Even kindergarteners know that there's no such thing as a free lunch. Even Guanyin and Buddha didn't go this far. Didn't these people receive any reward after making these wishes?"
Only the system can answer the questions.
But the system doesn't say.
Using a detective's thought process, Jian Dieda said, "I'd venture a guess: if the old fox spirit couple weren't doing charity, the mortals in the testimony would have worshipped the fox spirit in the first place because they wanted to make an equivalent exchange with the gods and spirits. Dong Zhijie would take revenge on the current fox spirit after drinking because his unfulfilled wishes, besides the son in his wife's belly, also resulted in a loss."
“The beginning of hatred is often the backlash of greed. Greed is like a balloon that can be blown up very, very big in one breath, until it bursts and kills everyone.”
"The fox spirit used magic to fatten the appetites of mortals and fuel their desires, bringing disaster upon itself. From this point on, the fox spirit lost its place in the hearts of the locals and became a demon. What it lost was not only the Buddhist temple left by its parents, but also the faith in the gods built up by believers with incense."
At this point, Jian Dieda looked at the paper figures in the main room and seemed to understand why the fox spirit possessing Dong Dongdong had put up this fake "family" act.
...
He went inside; the coffin was closed.
The two paper figures wouldn't rise, but their appearance was still creepy.
Hungry and cold, the shivering police officer looked even paler.
Jian Dieda bent down and picked up the gold ingot and yellow paper from the ground; a new clue had successfully appeared.
[The two figures in the hall are the Zhong Daxian and Zhong Niangniang, worshipped in the alley. The couple cultivated for many years and attained human form. They have a fox cub named Zhong Jie, also known as Zhong Jiulang, or Ninth Young Master.]
"Kuroro...Zhong Jie..."
Jane made a very soft sound into the air.
Then he immediately thought in a silly way.
The name "Young Master Fox Fairy" sounds quite fitting; he seems well-suited to opening a real estate agency.
Sure, sure, it's fate that these two people could be neighbors, one runs a haunted house and the other sells haunted houses.
Perhaps because the correct plot progression had been initiated, as soon as Jian Dieda finished speaking, he turned his head and saw that the coffin lid had been moved to the left, revealing a glowing jade artifact inside.
Jian Dieda stepped forward and saw that the weak hand had picked up a jade fox pendant.
This item feels like a talisman left by parents to their children.
In the context of traditional culture, jade is believed to ward off calamities.
Jian Dieda picked it up and looked at the pattern.
The fox spirit above seemed to be smiling at him. His handsome features were so striking that they could steal a girl's heart. Even the details of his tail were carved with lifelike detail. In addition, the jade was of high quality, and the nine-tailed fox's fur was as white as jade, with only the tips showing a hint of peach pink.
What a nice view.
Jane became increasingly fascinated by the jade pendant's design, her face flushing red, and a girlish, yearning feeling seemed to spontaneously escape her lips...
Several seconds later, Jian Dieda rubbed his eyes as if waking from a dream. Could that feeling just now be the legendary seductive power?
As it turned out, the number of lines in the testimony increased again.
"Your low IQ has successfully helped you resist 'seduction'."
[Your current exploration progress has reached 20%. Congratulations on becoming the fastest player to trigger the first round of the "Price" storyline.]
Jane Dieda nodded: "Wow, so it's not a reward, but a 'price'?"
Another brown paper bag fell from the sky, and the letterhead inside had red marks left by Hero Ink.
"Because the fox spirit harbors resentment towards humans, it has begun to possess various spirits. Many locals have fallen ill with fevers, and some have even been attacked by other wild foxes in the middle of the night."
[To avoid criticism from higher authorities that the Hutong Police Station was promoting feudal superstition, Wang Zhongyi, the station chief, and Xue Wenhua, the deputy station chief, decided to use nets, rat poison, and body cameras to catch foxes and prevent them from continuing to be possessed by ghosts.]
"Fire, the true karmic fire has arrived! Dong Zhijie, Bai Fengxia, Wang Zhongyi—these names have all become the Fox Fairy Young Master's enemies."
A fox spirit's heartbreaking memories suddenly appear.
Before the festive Spring Festival couplets were even taken down that year, the cramped fox-raising Buddhist building collapsed with a loud crash.
The shamans naturally prefer shady, deserted places. Their huts, filled with thick smoke from the flames, now choked the mouths and noses of the "shamans," leaving them only to scream in agony as they met their end.
The fox spirit young master of the Zhong family also narrowly escaped death in the fire.
But there's a very insightful saying.
Those who are alive always suffer more than those who are dead.
Jane Dieda sees the images in the storybook, which triggers a scene transition, and the story moves to the next scene.
Jane first heard the sound of hurried footsteps.
He looked up, and there stood the desolate courtyard.
Jane Dieda, standing outside the threshold, heard the crying.
The funeral hall was a stark white, and the stench of decay was overwhelming.
The ground was covered with paper figures, paper horses, and gold ingots.
Under that old-fashioned light bulb, the fox-like creature in a white robe knelt on the ground, watching his kind turn to charcoal. He pounded on the two coffin lids with all his might.
"Father! Mother! I hate those people so much! Rat Granny! Immortal Liu! Immortal Huang! They've ruined all the immortals from those five families!"
"Why is it that when a person kills another, the police station can handle it, but when a person kills a fox, it doesn't count? Aren't foxes ordinary living beings? Don't foxes deserve fairness?"
"If I ever cultivate myself into an immortal and gain true power, I will make all the evildoers in this alley pay for their sins!"
The fox bit its finger, repaying blood with blood, thus making this solemn vow. Its blood, combined with the resentment of the other foxes in the Buddhist temple, formed "karma"—this was the secret of the alley...
The clues brought by "karma" lead us here, and the eerie atmosphere of the story once again leaps off the page. The 1990s are not far from the modern era, but the horror of the folk customs in Hawthorn Alley is not only due to the fox spirit family, but also because the thinking of the other party involved reveals a backward and ignorant attitude.
Dong Zhijie's act of deliberately setting fire to the building was part of the story, stemming from his inability to conceive.
By analogy, the grown-up fox spirit also had a motive to commit the crime.
He resented Dong Zhijie for repaying kindness with enmity.
Second, no one came to the rescue late at night, and everyone colluded to deal with the fox, resulting in the arson incident and the complete destruction of the incense in the Buddhist temple.
What infuriated the fox family even more was that the arsonist was a policeman, and the police station refused to file a case. Countless young foxes died in vain, and they couldn't seek revenge through proper legal channels.
After reading all this, Jian Dieda began, "At first I didn't think the victims were the problem, but now it seems that Buddha and demon are really just a matter of a moment."
The system says: "People's judgments about Buddha and ghosts are often based on a single thought; those who help people are Buddhas, and those who don't are ghosts."
“Hmm,” Jane Dieda said, having taken the right step and gained a new understanding of the case.
He had a guess.
"So, Chunlan helped Dong Zhijie and the locals trap the fox spirit young master in the alley forever?"
"Correct! Because traditional methods couldn't solve the rampant fox infestation, it was Cao Chunlan who stepped in and helped the Honghui Police Station with an exorcism ritual."
I see.
Jane Dieder successfully connected the relationships between the characters.
The case is becoming clearer.
He really grasped the core of the matter.
But he also has a personal problem. It is said that even an upright official finds it hard to settle family disputes. He is confident in solving the case, but not so confident in resolving it. Can an outsider who does not understand the local customs really act as the mystery solver in the multi-generational feud between humans and foxes?
The system immediately reminded him: "This story is mostly about people, and people only believe what other people say. Fox spirits are easily eliminated by the knife. We need an outsider. Please believe in your own strength."
Jane looked up.
Does he represent fairness? Because he's an emotionless person, he won't favor either side?
The system continued, "This show used to have another name, but it was changed to pass censorship."
Jian Dieda vaguely understood: "I understand that foxes are not allowed to become spirits after the founding of the People's Republic of China, but you still want the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television to cut the scenes?"
The system responded with a subtle punctuation mark: ".
Strangely, a sentence was added at the end: "I don't know if you need it, but according to relevant policies, any socialist brotherhood appearing in the system will also be deleted."
Jane Dieda, “…”
Television viewers in the 21st century surely understand his silence.
The ghost stories mentioned in the narration also joined the discussion.
"Greed knows no bounds; a snake tries to swallow an elephant. Humans never know where their limits lie..."
"So that's how it is. Could the fox spirit really be the murderer? That debt of life is repaid for that fire back then!"
"I also think the fox spirit's motives are perfectly valid! If it were me, I'd kill that bastard Dong Zhijie with my own hands! You're blaming me for your wife's miscarriage?!"
"Didn't you notice the young policeman hasn't said anything yet... I want to hear his crazy ideas!"
Meanwhile, the system brought up another topic from before, saying, "Domestic TV dramas often use righteous and honorable professions as names. The fox spirit is a supporting character whose morality is ambiguous in the whole story, so it's not wrong to call this drama 'Little Policeman'."
“No need to explain, my abilities are limited, but I will try my best to bring the truth to light.” Jian Dieda was not afraid to tell it the truth, “Although you say they are fictional characters created by words, I will empathize with anyone who is in pain in front of me. Chunlan, Dongzi, this fox spirit, they all feel to me as living beings.”
The system, not entirely sincerely, said, "Oh, I salute you, grassroots police officer, you truly are the bravest people in the world."
Jian Dieda returned the salute in a pretentious manner: "Excuse me, could you provide our brave police officer with a Jiang Ziya-themed mission item?"
The system rolled its eyes at him: "Your hair volume is insufficient, and your acting skills in using this trick to cheat for rewards are rather poor."
Jane Dieda pouted, "Tongzi, you're getting less and less cute!"
As for whether the Fox Prince hates anyone else.
Whether his motive led to the final alleyway murder needs further consideration, as there were more than just him as a suspect with the ability to commit the crime.
Jane Dieda was lost in thought, his mind blank. After being called several times by the system, he adopted the profound posture of the Thinker. "This testimony still looks incomplete on paper. I guess there are still clues that haven't been unlocked."
He continued searching at the site of the ghost marriage ceremony, since all the lanterns were gone and he couldn't see anything. But just as he made this move, the people who had been lying in ambush arrived.
First came an extremely powerful shriek that pierced his eardrums in the next second.
Jane Deda determined that the sound was coming from the roof. Strangely, the animal sounds in the darkness weren't from cats or dogs.
It's not a toad, a cricket, or a big monkey...
It's not a strange cry from wild animals that's rarely seen in cities anymore.
It's that "Zhong Xiangxiang" who exudes the fragrance of flowers!
Jian Dieda hadn't paid attention to the roof earlier, but now he abandoned the coffin as a hiding place and sprinted at the speed of a 100-meter dash to the outside of a charred house at the end of the yard, where he kicked it to block the door.
The dark figure indeed pounced on him.
It was accompanied by the fragrance of gardenias.
Nine tails stirred up evil winds from all directions.
One of the hairy ones swung over, sending the young police officer, who had raised his hand to block, flying back into the main hall with both feet off the ground.
When Jian Dieda landed, his body should have fallen onto the cold brick floor, but to his dismay, there was a large black wooden coffin placed there.
The solid wood was knocked open, and Jian Dieda lay down on the Double Happiness longevity pillow.
The jade pendant seemed to possess a spirit, and it was placed around his neck.
A faded, old-fashioned red veil covered his face.
The red veil covering her face couldn't change the fact that this was a ghost marriage. The next second, the veil wrapped around the policeman's neck like an eel, as if she wanted to strangle him.
Jane Diedda: "Uh!"
"
Lying in the coffin, the feeling of death was so realistic.
If it were a timid person, they would have been scared out of their wits by now.
At this moment, the nine-tailed black shadow dressed in ghost clothes lifted the coffin lid, but he did not kill the "bride". Instead, he straddled Jane Dieda's waist, swung his long arm to the left, and tore open the green police uniform.
...
Two drops of joyful tears rolled down from the red candle.
...
The tall, dark figure lifted Jane Dieda's face, magnifying it instantly. Through the bright red veil, he kissed the policeman's pale lips, which were tightly closed and difficult to move, and even bit them with a wet, lewd bite.
This was so exciting that even the young police officer under the red cloth, who had been slightly grumbling about the plot's progress, was now shocked!
The two kissed.
The system crashed.
Therefore, some special scenes are involved!
Will he really be left all alone?
Don't do that.
Never having imagined kissing anyone, Jian Dieda felt completely unwell. He abruptly looked up at the dark figure, and memories of the alleyway murder case flooded back like a tide.
But his hands and feet were as soft as new cotton, and he could only be forced to spread out his arms, which had been disabled for a year.
What he found even more unacceptable was that the person who kissed him was a man, which he could tell from his Adam's apple and zipper, but the man's bottomless eyes and the alluring fragrance emanating from the coffin were also very seductive...
...
I hope I won't end up being the one who dies a horrible death on my wedding night.
This is unbelievable! People will be amazed from now on, because the one who died on the night of the ghost marriage wasn't a pretty young girl, but someone like him with a penis. It really shows that this is a new society where men and women are equal.
...
The fact that a domestically produced drama can feature genuine and unconventional ghosts and gods in the very first episode is enough to make it worthwhile for a seasoned viewer like him to stay up all night and watch the whole thing, even if it means going bald. Unfortunately, he's the protagonist now...
Now, how should a police officer who truly lives in the 1990s deal with this situation?
The young policeman in the green uniform had to rely on his imagination to create a dramatic story.
The sight before him made him break out in a cold sweat, and he couldn't help but struggle, raising his hand to ram to his left.
The enormous coffin, large enough to hold two people, tilted with a rumble. The offerings inside, along with the policeman, fell to the left. The ghost pressed down on him, while the policeman continued to ram the right side. Several gold foil ingots spilled out of the coffin.
"Bang!" The coffin lid landed successfully, and Jian Dieda could see the double happiness character pasted on the wall next to him again.
He could also see that the willow branches outside were whipping against the tree trunks and twisting into a single strand. The evil wind seemed to be blowing fiercely tonight, and even the bicycle was blown over by the sky inside the house, which had turned color. It seemed that he really couldn't rely on others.
Ignoring the possibility of death, he struggled, trying to sit up with his legs bent, hoping to escape from the nightmare, but he couldn't move and even lost one of his shoes.
A shout pierced the sky, loud yet filled with panic.
"Master, Master!"—This is just acting.
What he was really thinking was,
"Little bald guy! Little Boss! Come out and give us a report! Where the hell have you been? This segment can't be broadcast, so say something!"
Jian Dieda's inner thoughts were impossible for anyone to hear, but the ghost story boss was quite alert and twisted his wrist. He was in so much pain that his face turned purple and his eyes welled up with tears. Finally, the system made its announcement.
[Third Whistleblower: Fox Fairy Zhong Jie]
Age: 30
[Occupation: Tonight I might be a seductive ghost]
[Position: ???]
[Identity: The rumored murderer who killed your master Dong Zhijie, but he escaped prosecution by the police because "spirits are not allowed after the founding of the People's Republic of China." This system now provides a strategy guide, suggesting you engage in in-depth discussions with him and earn some merit.]
…………
Jane Dieda's punch missed its mark. His dark pupils, no longer trapped in the labyrinthine confines, contracted, and he cursed, "What a load of rubbish! What kind of guide is this! How am I supposed to get deeper into it? I'll get deeper into it, or he'll get deeper into it!"
The outrageous system turned a deaf ear and said:
Police, please open your eyes!
[In the first round, all three informants, Cao Chunlan, Dong Dongdong, and Gui, have arrived and are assisting with the case. Please remain calm.]
About a minute later, Jian Dieda, who was not "calm and collected," could no longer open his eyes due to their vacant expression...
[Warning: Insufficient lifespan.]
Your vitality has decreased by 40%.
[Cause: Loss of Yang energy.]
[Note: When your Yang energy falls below 20%, your body will face its second natural death.]
Please try your best to keep your eyes open.
Jane Dieda realized that this really was a terrifying underworld game: "..."
Fortunately, after absorbing half of his life force, the fox spirit was finally able to pull out his bloody tongue.
Whether it was my imagination or not, the man's eyes were very striking, and when he smiled, his eyes seemed to have hooks in them, but his skin was so white it looked like it was covered with a terrifying layer of wax.
The person's true form looks somewhat like a paper effigy. Combined with the room and the coffin, it really does resemble a ghostly groom from an old-fashioned movie...
The ghostly groom, having been fed by the living, reached for the policeman's left and right pockets.
In the story, the police station hadn't paid salaries this month, so Jian Dieda's pockets were emptier than his face; he didn't have a single penny with him.
Zhong Daxian looked down at the trembling burglar who had broken into the house.
The young man was afraid, yet he had not lost his ability to resist. He had a straight nose, a healthy complexion, and bright eyes. There was also a tenacious spirit between his brows, as if he would never regret hitting a wall. He was clearly a handsome young man who had been properly baptized in the new era.
Zhong Jie also discovered that Jian Dieda's hands were trembling.
Zhong Jie asked, "Why are you shaking?"
His voice was as cold as water, and although the hand gripping Jian Dieda's neck could easily subdue him, it showed a hint of mercy.
"I told you to wait for me inside, why didn't you listen... Didn't you want some fried dough sticks? Couldn't you have waited a little longer?"
Jian Dieda lifted the bright red veil, his back soaked with sweat, and said, "Spare us, Great Immortal... Please have mercy! My brother and I wandered in by mistake, please have mercy and let us go..."
“I won’t let you go. Your lives are already mine,” the fox spirit young master dressed as a ghost groom said, as if afraid the atmosphere wouldn’t be eerie enough. “This is an empty house with no owner. Five years ago, an old policeman who deserved to die died at the alley entrance. You came here in the middle of the night without even asking around? Are you deliberately trying to become my wife? Oh, I see…”
The fox spirit's testimony was too strange. Jian Dieda's expression was like he had been electrocuted; he was completely terrified by the word "wife."
He was a fine young man. Although he couldn't lift a four-year-old girl or help an eighty-year-old woman, he wouldn't be overpowered by a man.
"No! Really no! This is completely fabricated!" The young policeman, his shirt wide open, grabbed the baton and tried to resist.
"Shh, little wife, let's get intimate." The man advised knowingly, playfully nudging the young policeman's neck with his nose, though not really.
"You're so fair-skinned, I wanted to kiss you just now..."
"..."
Jian Dieda broke out in a cold sweat, one hand covering his neck and the other his buttocks: "Master, don't be impulsive, let's talk this out..."
The fox said, "What's the point of talking? A real man does what he does."
Her face flushed red, and Jian Dieda was embarrassed: "No, no thanks."
The fox said dangerously, "Are you being polite with me? Don't you consider me a friend?"
Jian Dieda shook his head frantically: "No, it's not like that. Under the hawthorn tree, it was you, Fox Bubble, and me, Jian Guoguo."
The fox spirit said it didn't understand: "Speak human language."
Jane Diedda said, "Aren't you a liar too?"
The fox retorted, "Looking for a beating?"
Jane Diedda chickened out: "What I mean is, you're a good person, we can be family."
The fox spirit nodded: "I think so too. Then you should agree. After I strangle you to death, you can have a wedding ceremony with me. After tonight's wedding, we'll consummate our marriage, and you'll have another husband, a good husband, a handsome husband."
This is terrible! This fox spirit is a cultivator, and his mind is filled with such lewd thoughts. And yet, before he's even shown his full face, Jian Dieda has already noticed his incredibly beautiful lips. The young policeman even senses a swaggering, playful allure emanating from him. This vixen can make even men fantasize about hugging and kissing him in an instant…
The fox spirit gave a forced smile: "Wife?"
Jian Dieda had no choice but to open his mouth: "Xiang..."
The fox spirit seemed somewhat satisfied.
Jian Dieda changed his tune: "Pah!"
The fox spirit suddenly got angry.
The two of them made a noise inside the coffin that was comparable to kicking a stool or smashing a pot.
Jane Dieda was almost strangled to death, so he decided to quickly retaliate.
When there is a significant disparity in strength, his strategy will definitely be the most effective tactic: provocation.
You should know that all the ghosts in horror movies are rebellious. If an ordinary person pretends to be brave, the ghosts will definitely feel hurt.
The fox spirit continued to threaten him, "Will you comply or not? If you don't, I'll kill another policeman!"
Jian Dieda studied his eyes and said, "This is truly outrageous! What an eye-opener! A dignified immortal has forcibly abducted a commoner!"
Unable to bear these words, the shadowy figure indeed changed his tone, "I think you're like someone who won't let water flow even after the plug is pulled, stubborn as a mule. Why would I need to rob a fool like you?"
Jane Dieda fought back fiercely, "You think I'm stupid and you're still trying to rob me? I think you're the one who's blind and talking nonsense!"
Jian Dieda's hands were weak, but his mouth was sharp. The fox spirit young master, who was grabbing the crippled hand, was so angry that he blurted out, "Shut your mouth! Is your brain made of a walnut? Do you believe I'll punch you?"
Just as he was about to be beaten, Jian Dieda started barking. At the critical moment, several people, presumably residents from the neighborhood, crawled out of the dog hole.
The dozen or so sleek, black figures said, "...Young master...have you caught the bride?"
The atmosphere suddenly became quiet.
The voice from the coffin called for a halt, and the fox spirit, in its true form, stood up with its hands in its pockets, chuckling. Its companions craned their necks curiously, "Young Master, has your paper doll body absorbed enough yang energy tonight?"
The fox spirit said, "It's not enough yet, but even if I absorb this more, I won't be able to build a cave anymore. Stretcher, take me away, next one."
Jian Dieda got excited when he heard this, and he pouted and said righteously, "Hey, I'm telling you! You're not allowed to kiss...my brother! The Party has taught me that! If you want to kiss...come at me alone!"
Zhong Daxian: "..."
Jian Dieda firmly established his persona with a reckless, idiotic look.
Zhong Daxian was completely at his mercy, his expression as if he had never seen such a righteous and audacious fool before, and he shuddered with goosebumps.
"What kissing?"
"..." He spoke very softly.
Jian Dieda couldn't determine whether it was a question or an affirmative sentence.
The fortune teller had a young accomplice fan him with the fan used for lighting the stove in the courtyard, and then told the local policeman:
"I won't kiss the other one."
Jian Dieda had to interrupt: "No need to explain, just get to the point."
The sage cursed with his eyes.
"Husband, what are you ashamed of?" Jian Dieda teased him with a whistle.
Zhong Daxian twitched the corner of his mouth.
He went into the inner room to get a teacup, sat on a bamboo chair and drank a few more sips to vent his anger. Then he took out a pink tissue from the pocket of his old-fashioned shirt, folded it up and wiped his nose, which was buzzing with anger, before finally lighting a match to dispose of it.
Jane was astonished. What a hygienic fox spirit! She knew about garbage sorting even though she was born in the 90s.
...
Zhong Daxian put down the jar and gave a cold snort to the door.
"Why am I talking to you so much? You guys should just hang him. As for the wedding ceremony, I don't want anything hot; a cool one to warm the bed is fine too."
The male fox spirit, having revealed his true intention—to steal a wife—walked towards the red sedan chair with bells hanging from its four corners outside the courtyard.
The remaining accomplices blindfolded the policeman with black cloth strips.
Jane Diedda banged his head against the top.
It's useless.
Lifting the sedan chair—
The sedan chair swayed, the coffin closed, as if tonight were an auspicious night. A ghostly wind blew fiercely, and the crows on the bungalows cawed in response. The hairy creatures with pointed faces and long cheeks also let out bizarre laughter.
"Young policeman, your lifespan is over. You'll spend the rest of your life marrying my young master, killing a hen to marry into his family as his first wife! Hehehe!"
ah?
Jian Dieda admitted that he was a little scared. He had been unemployed for three years in reality and had never had so many bad romantic encounters since he transmigrated into the body of the original owner.
Fortunately, a handful of yellow talismans calmed them down, and Chunlan rushed over anxiously from within the mist.
The middle-aged sorceress, with her hair tied up and wearing mismatched shoes, loudly stepped in to save the day, shouting, "Hurry, hurry, by the law! Young fox! Get out of here at once!"
In the golden light, the fox cubs and their offspring ran away at the sight of the sorceress, fleeing into various haunted houses.
Inside the sedan chair, Jian Dieda couldn't see anything, but he recognized Chunlan's voice. Almost simultaneously, the high plane restored the clarity of the camera.
Act Three officially begins.
The old man's paper figure from the corner store has reappeared. It's wearing a blue secretary's hat and stands in front of the sedan chair, uttering the lazy voice of Zhong Daxian:
"Cao Chunlan, tonight I will make you pay for the lives of my fox children and grandchildren."
A note from the author:
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Jianzi has never really figured it out in her life, so some self-taught vixen can only watch helplessly in the future, hahaha.
Zhong Xiangxiang! Got some gas! The success of winning over the local police officer depends on you!
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