"I got out unscathed."
Zhuge Yun sounded a little wistful.
"Then I ran into our Master Xiao."
"The aftereffects were taken care of, too."
"Now the kid can get a good night's sleep."
Xiao Xiao smiled.
"We do seem to have a bit of a connection."
"We ran into each other twice on rainy days."
"He didn't have an umbrella either time."
"That was how I got the chance to learn about his experiences."
Then she saw the white fox in the young man's arms.
Old Madam Xu sighed.
Though she had never once gone through with it.
Back then, if a child was willing to fan her, she would give them a piece of candy as a reward.
"Ma'am, do you know where Old Man Mao's house is?"
Yet a few beams of sunlight still slipped through the gaps between the leaves and fell to the ground.
"...Who are you?"
Usually, only children came to visit her at this hour.
"Hello."
"She really is just like a fox spirit..."
"...You must be from the city."
Zhuge Yun couldn't help laughing.
They would come to her to claim the candy she had promised them.
Old Madam Xu's words were blunt.
"Actually, what?"
Even if it was only a possibility.
The rest of the older generation had known one another all their lives...
"Then I'll take your word for it and wait and see."
She had the children bring stools out of the house.
He sat down on the low stool beside the old woman.
Xiao Xiao raised an eyebrow.
Like so many other villages, the young people here had all gone to the city to find work.
To put it bluntly, everything was rather run-down.
The next day, Xiao Xiao took the