The Little Fox sitting on the tip of a branch no longer had that clear-eyed foolishness of hers. Instead, there was a trace of maturity and coldness as she gazed sorrowfully at the little grave below, her thoughts unknown.
Had Ouyang been there, he would probably have seen at a glance that some ghostly thing had possessed the Little Fox again.
She was clearly a Fox Demon herself, yet she spent all day getting possessed by Fox Demons. What a disgrace to Fox Demons.
The Little Fox jumped down from the tree and looked at the tombstone before her. Though she had originally been unable to recognize a single written word, she easily read its inscription aloud:
"Here lies my late, honored mother, Tu Yun. Erected with bowed head by Hu Yun!"
Looking at those words, the Little Fox smiled. Rather than her usual innocence, her face held a trace of mature tenderness.
There were particular conventions to tombstone inscriptions.
"Late" signified that the person had passed away.
"Honored" served the same purpose as "departed," but was also a respectful title for someone of illustrious reputation in life.
A deceased father was called "kao," while a deceased mother was called "bi."
"Erected with bowed head" represented a junior's respect for an elder.
Thus, the words carved on the tombstone meant: my mother Tu Yun lies buried here; her junior, Hu Yun, erected this inscription.
In other words, in Hu Yun's heart, the grave's occupant, Tu Yun, was an elder he respected all his life.
The Little Fox gazed at the inscription, seemingly sinking into a long stretch of memories. Countless images flashed before her eyes as she stood motionless before the tombstone for a long time.
Only then did she reach out to stroke the inscription and whisper, "You child,