In the spring of this year, my uncle returned from the mountains with a snow-white fox fur, he looked unusually old and haggard, and refused to communicate with others. The elders of the family said that he was haunted by a fox spirit that sucked away his life span, and he finally killed the fox spirit to save his life. And the night before he returned to the mountain, he found me and told me a story about a fox fairy repaying his kindness ...... （The text was translated using a robot.）