I had no idea what to do. Who would have thought that Huang Xin would let go of my clothes? Now, she has been entangled by ghosts.
Cheng Yan anxiously asked if I had any way out?
What can I do?
I am not a spiritual person.
Now there is only one last resort, and that is the cowbell.
If I shake the cowbell, it will definitely intimidate the spirits, but it will only intimidate them for a while. There are too many spirits here. When they come back to their senses, they will know that I am not a spiritual person, and my methods are not that adept, and they will definitely take harsh actions against us.
At that time, none of us can leave.
I had already clenched the cowbell in my right hand, hesitating, not knowing whether to shake it or not.
If I shake it, all three of us will die. If not, Huang Xin will die at once.
I could already hear Huang Xin's painful voice. Without any thought, I decided to shake it first.
I had just taken hold of the cowbell, preparing to shake it.
Suddenly, seven or eight pairs of green eyes appeared in front of us.
"Oh my god! Shanqiao is here?"
Shanqiao is a mountain spirit, more fierce than these wandering spirits. They are also here; the three of us basically can't escape.
Now it's really over. I felt somewhat regretful for being overconfident and walking through the valley. This route, except for the spiritualist, is simply impassable! For a while, I was in despair.
"Qiuqiu!"
"Qiuqiu!"
Just when I felt hopeless, Shangiao actually emitted a fox's call.
No, this wasn't Shanqiao; it was a fox.
Then, I heard a familiar voice.
"Xiao Li, coming to see your Uncle Zhu again?"
I was immediately excited. It turned out that it wasn't Shanqiao who had come. It was the Northeast Fox King, Zhu Long.
Zhu Long appeared in front of me holding a lantern and gave me a big bear hug.
I told Zhu Long that my friend was still trapped by the spirits.
Zhu Long raised his hand, made a fist, and loudly apologized to the spirits. "My friend passed by and offended you all. I apologize on his behalf. To give me, Zhu Long, some face, I will butcher a fox tonight and offer it as a side dish for all of you."
He looks like he's begging for mercy, but his tone is neither humble nor overbearing.
As soon as he finished speaking, the black aura on Huang Xin disappeared, and the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling in our ears also disappeared.
This is the momentum of the "yin" people in the Northeast, even the ghosts have to give face.
I quickly pulled Huang Xin up.
Huang Xin threw herself into my arms and began to cry.
I patted her round shoulders and softly scolded her, "I told you not to hold onto my clothes, why didn't you listen."
"I was wrong, I'll listen to you in the future."
Huang Xin's mournful crying was quite appealing, and it extinguished the fire in my belly. Blaming her again would only make me look narrow-minded. I held her hand and reassured her that everything was fine.
Cheng Yan asked me who Zhu Long was.
I introduced them, saying that the "yin" person I was looking for this time was the tough and sturdy Northeast fox king Zhu Long.
"Are you looking for my help again?" Zhu Long glanced at Huang Xin and Cheng Yan, then walked over to Cheng Yan and sniffed, saying, "This girl smells like a fox."
"You have a sensitive nose," I punched Zhu Long's chest.
Zhu Long grinned and said he wasn't working tonight, but he would see about tomorrow.
I said it was up to him.
Zhu Long didn't walk, he used foxes to pull sleds. We also benefitted from this, as we didn't have to walk to Zhu Long's house, we just had to sit on the sled.
Cheng Yan and Huang Xin, both probably still shaken, sat on the sled in silence, as Zhu Long and I chatted animatedly.
I asked him how he had appeared at the right time today, had he found out that something was happening with me.
Zhu Long praised my luck. It turned out that he couldn't sleep at midnight and had brought a fox into the mountains to hunt, but they didn't catch anything. They stumbled upon us, trapped by evil spirits.
He also scolded me for being forgetful, saying that many travelers had died in this narrow pass, and that I was so brave to dare to walk through it at night.
I felt embarrassed and waved my hand to change the subject.
Then Zhu Long started chatting with me about daily life.
Time flew during this conversation, and before we knew it, the sled had arrived at Zhu Long's house.
When we arrived home, Zhu Long didn't go inside directly, but instead went to the fox pen with the sled.
The three of us were supposed to go inside, but Cheng Yan said she had never seen a fox and wanted to go see it with Zhu Long.
I had no choice but to take them both with me.
We followed Zhu Long as he entered the fox pen with the sled. Instead of coming out right away, he kneeled in front of a small temple-like building opposite the fox pen, muttering to himself.
Cheng Yan asked what Zhu Long was doing.
I said he was preparing to offer a fox to the evil spirits in the mountains. When Zhu Long saved us, he said he was going to offer a fox as their appetizer.
"Why did he kneel in front of that building to kill the fox?" Cheng Yan asked again.
I was getting annoyed and snapped at her, "Why do you ask so many questions? Why didn't you ask why Huang Xin almost got us killed by not letting go of my clothes?"
Maybe my tone was too harsh. Cheng Yan immediately turned red-eyed and lowered her head, not saying a word.
Seeing this scene made me feel guilty, blaming myself for being rash. I, as a grown man, why was I upset with a young girl? I quickly apologized, "I'm sorry for the harsh tone. I can't talk about Zhu Long's kneeling here, I'll explain it in the room later."
Hearing my apology, Cheng Yan felt even more guilty and tears welled up in her eyes.
Huang Xin acted as a peacemaker, saying that what happened today wasn't Cheng Yan's fault and then consoled her.
At this time, Zhu Long had already brought out a fox. He grabbed the fox with one hand and, with the other, a hatchet, and cut its throat in one stroke!
Puff! The fox's throat sprayed hot blood, spattering the snow, mingling with the blood.
Then Zhu Long didn't even look at it, he directly threw the fox's body into the snow and brought us inside.
Cheng Yan and Huang Xin, being city girls, had never seen such a bloody and brutal scene. When they were about to enter the house, they couldn't help but look back.
Just this glance almost made Cheng Yan scream.
Luckily, I acted quickly and covered her mouth.
Cheng Yan pointed at the snow, her eyes full of horror. When I turned around, I saw the fox's body that had been thrown was already soaked in blood, its flesh torn to pieces.
I glared at Cheng Yan and scolded her, "What are you screaming for? The evil spirits are eating fox meat, if you scream, you'll disturb them and they'll come bother you."
After saying that, I let go of her, but these two young models held on to me even more, having seen a lot of strange things in Qiqihar. Now, in their eyes, I was like a guardian.
"At night, you two can sleep in the inner room," Zhu Long pointed to the innermost room, and added, "The bed is warm, and there are blankets in the cabinet."
Saying that, he quietly went to sleep.
The three of us went into the inner room, and as a host, I started to arrange the quilts and bedding.
Huang Xin complained to Zhulong, saying that he arranged a room without asking what our relationship was.
I defended Zhulong, saying that he belonged to the "Erlun'chun" ethnic group and was relatively indifferent to male-female matters, not so particular. They could sleep on the kang bed together at night, and I could sleep on the floor.
After I said this, Huang Xin and Chengyan had nothing to say.
After preparing beds for the two women, I set up a bed on the floor. Luckily, there were kang beds in this part of the northeast, and the house was warm inside, so even sleeping on the floor, there was no dampness.
As I lay comfortably in bed, as soon as I closed my eyes, I thought of Chengyan's pear-like rainy appearance just now, feeling a little guilty. I deliberately connected with her emotionally, asking her: "Do you know that Zhulong was kneeling in front of the hut before killing the fox?"
"Why?" Chengyan asked fearfully with her head covered with a quilt, shyly.
I told her that this was the origin of "Northeast Fox King."
Because those who raise foxes usually do not kill them. As long as they dare to kill a fox, they will be punished by the fox. They may have dreams that affect their souls, or they may be killed by the fox spirit. However, fox keepers with a "spiritual fox" can kill foxes. This kind of "spiritual fox" is extremely rare, and if a fox keeper possesses one, they have the qualifications to kill foxes. As long as the fox keeper kneels in front of the "spiritual fox" and explains the reason for killing the fox, and the "spiritual fox" agrees, they can kill the fox without being retaliated against by the foxes. Usually, fox keepers with a spiritual fox can be called fox kings!
"Is it so peculiar?" Chengyan stealthily got up and looked out the window, probably wanting to see the hut and what the "spiritual fox" looked like. As a result, as soon as she peeked out, she found a huge fox head outside the window!
"Ah!" Chengyan was scared by the fox head outside the window and immediately dove under the quilt.
Hahaha! I laughed heartily. The fox head outside the window was the head of the spiritual fox, which generally does not have such a large size. Chengyan was startled, and when she heard my laugh, she knew that she had been fooled and grabbed a pillow and threw it at me.
I grabbed the pillow and continued to tease Chengyan: "Haha, you wanted to see the spiritual fox, and the spiritual fox took the initiative to show you. Why don't you know how to recognize a good person?"
"Ugh! You're the one who's a dog!" Chengyan heard the implication of my words, "The dog bites Lu Dongbin, not recognizing the good person's heart."
We peacefully went to sleep that night. The next morning, I was awakened by the screams of Chengyan and Huang Xin. "What's wrong?" I got up quickly and found the two girls curled up in the bed, wailing.
I quickly looked out the window to see what was scaring them so much.
Chapter Nine, Hunting Bears
I looked out the window and saw nothing, just the glaring sun hanging high in the sky.
"What's wrong?" I didn't see anything unusual, so I asked Chengyan and Huang Xin.
The two girls huddled in the bed, afraid to speak. I comforted them for a long time, and Chengyan finally said, "Outside...outside...there's a man with one blind eye stuck to the window watching us."
Huang Xin also said, "Yes, that person not only has one blind eye, but his whole face is full of scars. It scared me."
Dizzy! I knew who they were talking about.
The "strange person" they described was actually Zhulong.
I shook my head and said, "Oh, what you saw was Zhulong."
"What? It's Uncle Zhulong?" Chengyan was somewhat incredulous.
I said, "It was too dark last night, and you didn't see Zhulong's face clearly. He looks like that, one eye, full of scars on his face. He was probably there early this morning to wake us up."
Huang Xin was surprised and asked how such a good person like Zhulong would lose an eye and get those facial scars. Maybe the two of them, being scared by Zhulong's appearance, inadvertently hurt his pride. They felt guilty about it, so when I said that the scars on Zhulong's face were the result of a bastard who gave them to him, they began to viciously curse the scoundrel who left scars on Zhulong's face and blinded him.
They cursed a few times, I sighed again, and interrupted them, saying that the scars and the blind eye on Zhulong's face were not caused by others.
"Ah?" Chengyan and Huang Xin widened their eyes.
I said, "The E' lurchun people make a living by hunting. They are the last group of hunters in China. Zhulong has been hunting since he was young, and being scratched by wild animals on his face is normal. As for the eye...He gouged it out himself."
"He gouged it out himself?" The two girls said in unison, as if they had heard something unbelievable.
I impatiently replied, "How is it not possible for him to gouge out his own eye? During the Three Kingdoms period, Xiahou Yuan ate his own eyeball! You two little girls, don't ask too many questions, come out and have some food!"
After that, I put on my coat and went outside.
In reality, there was still another story behind Zhulong gouging out his own eye, but this story could not be casually told to the two of them.
When I stepped out of the room, I saw a stainless steel pot covering a table in the main room. I opened it and found hot steamed buns and millet porridge inside. There was also a plate of cold deer meat in the center of the table.
It seems that Zhulong was just standing by the window preparing to knock on the glass and call us to eat, but his pride was hit hard by the two little girls, and now it looks like he is out wandering in a sulk.
However, the two girls also deeply realized their mistake, especially when they saw the sumptuous breakfast, their emotions were not so high. But after they took a bite of the cold venison, their emotions immediately recovered. They said the venison was so delicious, not dry or greasy, with a moderate flavor and great texture, very fragrant.
Then I watched helplessly as these two girls devoured all the venison, making me shake my head, these two little foodies.
After the meal, the three of us chatted for over an hour, but Zhulong didn't come back.
I thought to myself, "Oh no, could it be that Zhulong is feeling down?"
Just then, Zhulong's wife, Muci, returned home from shopping for groceries.
Muci was tall and strong, even a little taller than me. I smiled and asked Muci, "Where did my uncle Zhulong go?"
"Oh, today is the day for the E'menchen people to hunt bears, he took the kids and the old lady out to hunt," she replied.
Oh, I thought Zhulong's pride was hurt, but it turns out he went out to hunt bears. After clarifying Zhulong's location, I borrowed Muci's motorcycle and took the two girls with me.
Arriving at the hunting ground, there were tall and dense trees like Northeastern Red Pine, Water Larch, and Korean Pine covering the mountains. Plus, it's cold in this part of the Northeast, even though we are close to Guangzhou, where it's still warm, it's already snowing here.
Five or six centimeters of snow covered the foothills, and there were sparse patches of grass visible.
I found Zhulong's snowplow, parked the motorcycle, and also removed the anti-skid chains from the motorcycle wheels and put them in my pocket.
It's too cold in this part of the Northeast, especially in Heilongjiang, the coldest place in the country, Mohe is in Heilongjiang, where the temperature is over forty degrees below zero.
In weather this cold, the anti-skid chains could easily crack, so for safety reasons, I put them away.
"Where are we going to find them? It's all trees here, we can't see any human figures at all," Cheng Yan, a city girl with no experience in mountain life, said. I pointed to the footprints on the ground and said, "We'll find them by following the footprints."
Following the footprints, I found Zhulong and his son, Zhushan, halfway up the mountain.
Zhulong and his son Zhushan were holding a large wooden mallet and fiercely smashing a red cedar tree, about seven or eight meters high and big enough for two people to embrace.
The muffled sound of the pounding echoed far and wide in the dense forest, causing a lot of snow to shake down.
I explained to the two city girls that this is how they hunt bears in the forest.
It's already winter, and the animals are hibernating. The holes they find can't be found by ordinary people, so the E'menchen hunters knock on the trees. The muffled sound they make wakes the hibernating animals, who think it's spring and come out of their caves to forage, falling into the hunters' trap.
"Oh my, there are still people relying on hunting bears?" Cheng Yan had no idea how people in the mountains make a living.
I smiled and took a puff of my cigarette, saying that even the E'menchen people can't hunt bears anymore. Bears are protected animals, and it's illegal to catch them. They catch other small game, or else a family of three wouldn't be involved.
To catch big brown bears and wild boars, it takes a team of more than ten people to dare to do it.
"To catch brown bears and wild boars with two or three people is suicide, especially wild boars. There's a saying in the mountains that one pig, two bears, and three tigers. Wild boars are the rulers of the mountains, covered in mud armor, with sharp tusks, and the destructive power of a tank."
"Let's go! Get closer, it seems Uncle Zhulu has found some prey," I saw Zhushan running far away and knew something was happening, so I asked the two little girls to follow me as we ran.
When we ran up to Zhulong, sure enough, I saw in the distance that Zhushan was waving a wooden knife, chasing a silly roe deer toward us.
Even though the roe deer was called "silly," it was far from it. It was almost as big as a sheep, and its speed and agility in leaping and jumping made it impossible for Zhushan to catch it.
In a matter of seconds, the roe deer was almost at Zhulong's side.
Zhulong spread out a fishing net, lying in wait.
Suddenly Cheng Yan shouted, "Uncle Zhulu, you are standing too far away!"
I scolded her and told her to be quiet, but the roe deer kept running.
It had already reached Zhulong, and it was about three or four meters away from him. This distance, chasing after it on two legs would probably have been unsuccessful; its speed and agility were impossible to keep up with.
Just then, we heard a snapping sound from above.
Me, Cheng Yan, and Huang Xin looked up and saw a yellow flash streaking through the trees. The speed of the flash, plus the dense canopy, made it impossible for us to see clearly what the yellow figure was.
The yellow figure swiftly maneuvered through the trees, and a few seconds later, it was already ten meters away. It then suddenly dropped down.
Now we could see clearly, the yellow figure was actually Zhulun's daughter Zhu Ying.
Zhu Ying also had the figure of a model, long limbs and a slender body, wearing a deerskin outfit that revealed her long arms.
She landed perfectly, right on top of the roe deer, and with a swift maneuver, she grabbed the roe deer by the neck and, with a curved blade, slashed its throat. Blood sprayed out, and after a few struggles, the roe deer collapsed weakly.
Zhu Ying immediately got off the roe deer's body, and Zhushan accurately threw a large net over the defeated roe deer.
Without a word, Zhu Ying picked up the net, carrying the bloodied roe deer back with her.
A perfect human ambush, seamless teamwork, this family of three made the killing seem easy as they put the roe deer in their bag.
Cheng Yan and Huang Xin were shocked.
At this moment, Zhushan puffed and ran huffing to our side, pulled out two cigarettes, handed one to Zhushan, lit one for himself, and started puffing, smiling and saying, "Old man, this silly roe deer, we can get a few hundred for it."
"Humph, what's there to show off about? In my day, I'd hunt down a wild boar alone and it wouldn't be such a big deal," Zhulun was in a good mood, boasting to his son, then turned to me and said, "Xiaoli, let's go, the morning's over, let's have a couple of drinks at noon and talk about your business."
"Okay!" I agreed. I had brought Cheng Yan and Huang Xin over to let them see how the E'menchen people hunted bears.
But it seemed that the two of them had already become fans of Zhu Ying after witnessing her kill the roe deer, with eyes filled with admiration.
"Wow, this sister is really amazing," Cheng Yan exclaimed.
"So impressive. After seeing this, I understand why humans can stand at the top of the food chain," Huang Xin sighed deeply.
Look at these two girls, what are they doing? Admiring to the extreme.
I chuckled and lit a cigarette.
At noon, a few of us did not take the motorcycle, but pulled a plow. Bamboo Mountain did not return home; he went to another place to set up traps for wild animals with his motorcycle.
I, Zhu Long, Zhu Ying, Cheng Yan, and Huang Xin, the five of us sat on the plow.
The weight was too heavy, so the plow moved slowly.
Zhu Long and I chatted casually.
He asked me if I knew any directors in the entertainment industry.
I said of course I did. Just the other day, the director who won the Feitian Award invited me to "consult" him.
I know almost all the big and small directors in the entertainment industry, and I have a good relationship with several of them.
Zhu Long asked if I could find a job for Yingzi in the entertainment industry, maybe as a female martial arts star.
I took a drag from my cigarette and looked at Zhu Long seriously, asking why he wanted to arrange such a job for the "old girl" (Old girl in Northeastern China means daughter).
Zhu Long said that it's not easy to do underground work now, and the situation is not peaceful. He said that sometime ago, he went to the Taha River to meet an underground friend. His friend is usually a fisherman. Can you guess what he caught?
Zhu Long had a secretive look on his face, looking at me.
“What did he catch?” I asked Zhu Long.
"A giant catfish, it was about one and a half meters long," Zhu Long said, gesturing with his arms.
I said that if catfish don't have any natural enemies, they can grow very large.
Zhu Long shook his head and said that when they killed the catfish and began to gut it, can you guess what they found?
I continued smoking and did not respond. Zhu Long continued, saying that inside the catfish, they found three human heads, two big and one small, probably a whole family that the catfish had eaten.
When they heard this, Cheng Yan and Huang Xin screamed in fear.
I turned back and scolded Cheng Yan and Huang Xin, indicating to Zhu Long to continue speaking.
Zhu Long said, "Xiao Li, you know, there are techniques to fishing with nets. If you catch something suspicious, you have to cast another net, right?"
"Yes, I know the reasoning behind it. The fishermen eat the food of the river god. Whatever you catch, the river god decides," I said.
The river god gives you a net of something suspicious, you must cast another net. If there are still suspicious things, it means the river god blames you. You can't fish for a year, otherwise something strange might happen.
"My old friends threw another net, and it was particularly heavy. Can you guess what they caught?" Zhu Long's face suddenly changed, and his only eyelid drooped, looking like he was reluctant to recall the terrifying incident that night.
I couldn't help but ask, what did they catch?
Zhu Long extended a finger: a stone coffin. The stone coffin was at the bottom of the river and was salvaged by his old friends. Do you think it's strange?
"It's strange! But it's not particularly surprising. Whether the stone coffin is good or bad remains to be seen," I said.
In the underground industry, a coffin doesn't necessarily represent evil; sometimes it signifies an opportunity for promotion and wealth, depending on what is inside.
"That's right! I advised my old friends to open the coffin as soon as we got ashore," Zhu Long's face twitched, and his scar waved up and down like waves. He said that the coffin was left alone, but once it was opened, bad things happened. Inside was a black fox. It was 1.67 meters tall, and after the coffin was opened, it didn't speak, yell, or move at all.
Zhu Long said he was frightened at the time. He raised foxes and knew how evil the black fox was. In the fox hierarchy, they are categorized by colors: white, yellow, red, and black. A black fox is the most evil and has the strongest retaliatory nature.
Zhu Long said that he realized something was wrong and immediately told his old friends not to touch the black fox anymore. He hurried back home to seek out a spiritual fox.
The spiritual fox is not easy to ask for help. They are usually unwilling to move. They had to use an East Wind truck to transport the fox's nest, and finally it agreed to go.
He then drove a truck back to his old friends' place overnight.
As soon as he got off the truck, he heard a cry like a baby from the black fox. Several of his old friends, like they were possessed, kept knocking their heads on top of the stone coffin. One of them even knocked out his brain, but still didn't stop hitting it.
Zhu Long quickly knelt down and begged the help of the spiritual fox. Only then did they stop the black fox's attack.
After the incident, Zhu Long and his old friends resealed the coffin, held a ritual, and threw the stone coffin back into the river, resolving the matter.
Zhu Long looked at me very seriously. Do you know what is the most mysterious thing about this incident?
I shook my head. Even though there were three human heads in the belly of a catfish and a stone coffin with a black fox inside, what could be more mysterious? Why am I still so skeptical? But even though I didn't believe it, as Zhu Long spoke, I shivered all over.
Zhu Long said, when the spiritual fox came out to deal with the black fox, it immediately knelt down upon meeting it.
"What? The spirit fox is kneeling?" I was almost shocked to the point of dropping my jaw. I have seen this spirit fox before. As soon as you walk into the fox den, all the foxes lie on the ground, trembling all over, not daring to make a sound.
Such a powerful spirit fox, actually kneeling to a black fox?
I have to say, that's bizarre.
"Indeed, it's bizarre," Zhu Long sighed again and took a few puffs of his cigarette. "That's why this Yin person business is not too peaceful. It's been nothing but trouble these past two years. I'm thinking of letting the old girl become an actress. Being an actress is great now, with money, fame, and the audience's love. Living in a big city would be nice too."
I said, "Okay, I'll go back and say hello to the director I know."
"Alright," Zhu Long waved his hand generously. "I won't take my fee this time, I'll give it all to you."
"I'll talk about it when I get back," I definitely wouldn't take Zhu Long's money. Being a Yin person is not easy, and it's not easy to come across business. I can't take the money at my end.
Just as Zhu Long and I were chatting enthusiastically, Zhu Ying suddenly patted my shoulder and said that Cheng Yan seemed to be feeling unwell.
I turned to look at Cheng Yan. She was fine just now, so why did her face suddenly turn pale and her teeth start to chatter?
I quickly asked Cheng Yan what happened.
Cheng Yan spoke hesitantly, "I...I...before..."
I was afraid that her fox spirit had acted up again, so I carefully looked at the Yin Yang coronet on her neck. Everything seemed fine. The heavenly bead was intact, and the demon-subduing staff wasn't rusted. This indicated that the Yin Yang coronet could still suppress the fox spirit. So Cheng Yan shouldn't have fallen ill.
I asked Cheng Yan again.
Only then did Cheng Yan speak, "I...I...slept in a coffin before!"
"What...why didn't you tell me about this earlier?" Cheng Yan’s words left me stunned.
Cheng Yan was a little flustered. Huang Xin held her and asked her to speak slowly and not to rush. The more we asked her to slow down, the more anxious she became. Cheng Yan started sobbing, saying she hadn't expected it either. It was just four or five days ago when a director asked her to pose as a zombie lying in a coffin for a photoshoot.
"And... that coffin... was also... a stone coffin," Cheng Yan said timidly.
As soon as I heard "stone coffin," my mind exploded, because her mention of a stone coffin reminded me of what Zhu Long had said earlier about a stone coffin.
Perhaps Cheng Yan also thought of her experience of sleeping in a stone coffin after hearing about Zhu Long's "black fox ghost coffin."
Cheng Yan said that the stone coffin was probably a prop.
I shook my head. It was hard to say if it was really just a prop.
At that moment, Zhu Long asked Cheng Yan, "Is there anything special about the stone coffin you slept in?"
"I don't know about any special features, but I took a photo," Cheng Yan quickly took out her phone and opened the picture of the stone coffin, showing it to Zhu Long.
Zhu Long took just one look and immediately widened his eyes, his expression becoming nervous. "It's this one, this is the stone coffin. It's terrifying. There's a fox face painted on the side of this stone coffin."
"A fox face? It's not there!" Cheng Yan became frightened, her face drained of all color. She vehemently shook her head, saying that she had looked at the photo several times, and there was no fox face on it.
I also took the phone and looked at the photo. I also found that there was no fox face on the side of the stone coffin, only a drawing of a "primitive tribe dancing around a campfire."
Zhu Long pointed to the gap in the drawing, "Do you see a fox face in the crevice of this drawing?"
Looking closely, I indeed saw a fox face in the crevice. The more I looked, the more it seemed like a fox face.
"I'm finished, I'm finished," Cheng Yan's expression suddenly became blank.
Just now, she had heard us say that the black fox in the coffin, made even the spirit fox kneel. So, if there was a fox spirit in her body, wouldn't it be hard to drive away? Or would it just vanish without a trace?
Zhu Long comforted Cheng Yan, saying that it was just a short rest in the coffin. That the spirit fox should be able to handle it. I also urged Cheng Yan not to worry for the time being, and to first let the spirit fox come to drive away the fox spirit, and after that we would return to the city and settle the score with the director.
"That's the only option," Cheng Yan's mood was extremely low.
Huang Xin kept comforting Cheng Yan.
Oh, what a mess. Could it be that the director casually found a black fox ghost coffin?
Zhu Long and I exchanged a glance and communicated silently.
In fact, there was something else I didn't mention for fear of worrying Cheng Yan and Huang Xin. If that coffin was indeed the black fox ghost coffin, then probably the whole crew... would be...
I didn't dare think further, I could only wait for the afternoon and see the spirit fox.
When I returned to Zhu Long's home, just as we were about to have dinner, I sneakily went to the door to make a call to a familiar director.
Usually, directors are busier in the early morning and at night, due to shooting schedules. The entire crew also takes a lunch break at noon, and there are fewer scenes to shoot in the middle of the day, so the directors tend to be relatively free during this time.
The phone rang seven or eight times before the director answered.
I exchanged a few pleasantries with him, and mentioned that I had a "female" actor to recommend, explaining that she had skills, a beautiful appearance, and an exceptional figure, very suitable for movies.
The director, seeing that I was recommending someone to him, quickly agreed and said that he would have her come for an audition next time.
I'm not bragging, but in the entertainment industry, many directors and stars owe me a favor, because they don't know if they will have an encounter in the future. If they sever their relationship with me, who will they find if they encounter something?
After hanging up the phone, as I was about to walk back inside, I saw Zhu Long staring at me with his one eye.
"Uncle Zhu."
"Xiao Li, you helped me this time, so I won't take the money, consider it payment for the favor you did for me."
"Let's go, Uncle Zhu, let's go back to the house and eat." I pulled Zhu Long into the house, but he didn't move. I glanced at him and saw a hint of greed in his eyes.
This hint of greed was extremely subtle, fleeting, but I still caught sight of it. I asked, "Uncle Zhu, do you have something else to do?"
Zhu Long smiled, and gestured towards the door, saying, "This girl Huang Xin is no ordinary person, I can tell from the human skin pendant around her neck."
I maintained a poker face and asked Zhu Long, "Uncle Zhu, what did you discern from the human skin pendant?"