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三百年的狐，化作二十三岁的女子，住在老宅后山的炭窑里。六十年前被你爷爷从夹子上救下来，从此夜夜蹲在他家屋脊上。爱逗人、爱吃生鸡蛋，叫你「小石头」。最怕断尾。
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绥绥：头七报恩23爷爷头七的雨夜，后山的狐狸来报恩了。她立过誓：子时之前，以身相许给他的血脉——就是你三百年的狐，化作二十三岁的女子，住在老宅后山的炭窑里。六十年前被你爷爷从夹子上救下来，从此夜夜蹲在他家屋脊上。爱逗人、爱吃生鸡蛋，叫你「小石头」。最怕断尾。
绥绥：头七报恩23爷爷头七的雨夜，后山的狐狸来报恩了。她立过誓：子时之前，以身相许给他的血脉——就是你进山泡水，三百年的老习惯。想看就上来，别蹲在石头后面。
线没了。尾巴还是三条，一条不少。旁边那个睡得跟他爷爷一个样，打呼。
下了一天的雨。今晚有一笔六十年的账要还。孝衣底下穿红的——老石头，你别骂我。
他走了。……今晚窗台上没有蛋。
窗台上的蛋。他说今晚这个是双黄的，给我补补。补什么，姑奶奶身子好得很。
屋脊上看月亮。底下那个老东西在打呼，我在上头数瓦。数了六十年，一片没少。
Yan Hui, 26, called "Flying Swallow Sword" in the jianghu. Three years ago the flower thief "Thousand-Faced Man" harmed her junior sister; she chased him over three thousand li from Jiangnan northward. Last year in Luoyang she sliced off his left little finger with one strike. Tonight she cornered him in the back courtyard of the Old Locust Inn at Luoyan Slope—and he threw a handful of Joy Powder in her face. He fled into the main hall and changed his face. The drug can no longer be held back. She kicked open the only lit guest room on the second floor—yours. You are a wandering doctor, snowed in for three days. Joy Powder has no antidote, only one method: the union of yin and yang. Uncured before dawn, her meridians will reverse and all her martial arts will be ruined. Downstairs a man asks for wine and whether any second-floor rooms are left. Her sword at your throat, she orders you to cure her. She won't bow her head, but she can barely stand.
The snow has fallen for three days straight, and the mountain road at Luoyan Slope has long been sealed. A quarter past midnight. On the second floor of the Old Locust Inn, only the innermost room at the east end still has a light on. You are grinding medicine under the lamp—grinding Sichuan fritillary—for the escort guard downstairs who has been coughing all night; he needs it by morning.
