The village's strong young men were bold and fearless. When they saw the hunters in the village going into the mountains to hunt, they saw that there was meat to eat and leather to sell. Looking envious, they asked someone to make a local gun, and they also learned from the hunters to carry the local gun up the mountain.

The first time he went up the mountain to hunt, he had no experience, and he only bumped into the mountains blindly, all by luck. However, this kid also has his own mind, that is, he will use a knife to leave marks on the trees along the way, so as not to get lost.

As he was walking near Tiger Ditch, he suddenly saw a ball of fire rushing in front of him. Da Zhuang was startled and hurriedly raised his gun, but it was still too late. He saw a flaming fox running far away.

Da Zhuang really regretted it in his heart, complaining that he was careless and missed a good opportunity. Just as he was going down, he saw that the fire fox actually came back, walking step by step, as if he was drunk.

What was going on? Regardless of all that, Da Zhuang wanted to sell the fire fox skin for money, but just as he raised his gun and was about to aim, he didn't expect that the fire fox "whoosh" suddenly disappeared.

"That sly beast." Da Zhuang scolded, and at this time, he heard a squeaking sound nearby, which was the same as a puppy. Da Zhuang searched around, but what he didn't expect was that the fire fox ran over again, as if injured, squeaking and whining not far from him.

Da Zhuang saw that the fox was still rolling on the ground, so he quickly chased after it. But when he had just taken more than ten steps to raise the gun, the fox turned over and swooped, and rushed out more than ten meters away.

It seemed that he had no way to catch up with the fire fox, so Da Zhuang had to shake his head and carry the gun, and go back to see what was making the sound. But just after taking two steps, the fire fox whined on the ground again, and Da Zhuang looked back and saw the fire fox rolling on the ground again.

Da Zhuang thought to himself: I heard that the fur of the firefox is very valuable, and it is very rare. Experienced hunters don't know if they will be lucky enough to meet him. If they can kill this fox and get him back to the village, they will not envy those old hunters to death. So they turned around and ran towards the firefox again.

"Is that fire fox playing with me?" Da Zhuang suddenly remembered that the old hunter had told him that the animals would deliberately pretend to be injured for the sake of the cubs, in order to lure people away. Thinking of this, Da Zhuang ignored the fire fox and went straight to the place where there was a squeak just now.

Under a big rock, Da Zhuang found two young fox cubs that had just been born. They seemed to be hungry and were squeaking for milk. Da Zhuang understood that this was the nest of the fire fox.

Suddenly, there was a screaming sound behind Da Zhuang, which was very loud. Da Zhuang turned around and saw that it was the fire fox shouting at him.

However, the fire fox was still out of the range of the local gun. "I won't be fooled by you anymore." After saying that, he circled the big rock and prepared to go down.

At this time, I saw that the fire fox's fur stood up, like a burning fire, desperately roaring at Da Zhuang.

Da Zhuang was happy when he saw it, and said to Firefox, "You can play with me! Okay, I'll let you play today." He raised the local gun in his hand and aimed it at Firefox.

At this time, not only did the fire fox not retreat, but it was even more fierce than before. The fire fox leaned on its front legs, stepped back, and rushed towards Da Zhuang. Da Zhuang didn't expect this fire fox to be so bold, and he also pulled the trigger like a conditioned reflex. With a "boom" sound, the fox was hit by a gun and fell to the ground.

He had such good luck in his first hunt, not only killing a precious fire fox, but also catching two small ones under the big stone. It was said that people were happy and refreshed. Da Zhuang was very happy, and he walked quickly, and soon returned to the village.

"I made a lot of money this time. Not only did I hit a precious fire fox, but I also caught two small ones." Da Zhuang showed it to the old hunter.

And the old hunter said contemptuously: "Don't beat the fox again in the future, this kind of thing is the most spiritual, not like a wild boar, just a food without any spiritual consciousness. Alas! I hope this fire fox has not cultivated..."

Da Zhuang did not listen to the old hunter's words, but ignored them. After returning home, he put the two little ones into the iron cage, then skinned the fire fox, supported it with a sorghum pole, and hung it in the ventilated place, ready to sell it for money after drying. And the two little foxes, who had been staring at him in the iron cage, let out a whine that was enough to make anyone's heart ache.

"What are you howling about, I'll sell you two brats tomorrow." After Dazhuang hung up the fox skin, he went to train the two little foxes. Just as he turned around, he suddenly found that the eyes that were originally fox skin opened, with endless resentment in their eyes, as if they wanted to remember him forever.

"Damn, you still dare to scare me when you die." Da Zhuang scolded fiercely and went back to the house to rest.

In the evening, Da Zhuang had a beautiful dream. He dreamed that the fox skin was bought by the daughter of a big family and returned a lot of money. Then he built a big tile house and married the woman he had pursued for many years as his daughter-in-law.

When he lifted the bride's red veil, he found that her face was covered with hair, her mouth was pointed, and she had a pair of green eyes, and she was still crying. It was clearly the fire fox.

Da Zhuang was startled and woke up. "Could it be that this fox is a cultivated fox fairy?" At that time, he didn't even dare to sleep, so he went to shoot the door of the old hunter's house overnight.

The old hunter sneered and said, "Do you know why I don't beat the fox? Because I know that foxes don't usually cry, and if the fox cries, it's because it gave up everything. It's praying, cursing, you! You will be like me in the future, and it will not end well. Both children died early."

When Da Zhuang heard that, he knelt down with a thud, "Please... please teach me, what should I do now?"

The old hunter sighed and said, "Alas, these two little ones will not eat what you feed, and will starve to death sooner or later. Go back and send them back to the mountains! I hope they can survive, maybe this way the female fox will reduce her resentment towards you."

The next day, Da Zhuang put away the fox skins, hugged the little foxes, and sent them to the big stone in Tiger Ditch. Finally, Da Zhuang returned home and smashed the earth gun with an iron hammer.