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The mountain night was remarkably quiet. Only faint sounds of water and lapping could be heard.
“Splash...”
“Slurp, slurp...”
The fox demon remained perched on the willow tree, occasionally swinging her legs, which were paler than the moon’s reflection in the water, causing small ripples to form. At times, she would lean down and scoop up a handful of water, letting it trickle through her fingers.
Her actions were entirely self-indulgent, like a small animal delighting in play. Yet, her every movement was so effortlessly beautiful that it seemed almost intentional.
The Daoist priest, however, kept his eyes shut, sitting cross-legged in silent meditation.
The cat lay sprawled nearby, head bent over its bowl, licking it with serious concentration. Every now and then, it would pause, lift its head, squint its eyes, and sit in a sudden, inexplicable daze—whether in a trance of delight or confusion was unclear. After a moment, it would resume its focus, lowering its head to lap at the bowl a few more times.
The cat glanced at its Daoist priest, then at the fox, then scanned the surroundings, seemingly in search of the fox’s tail.
“Whoosh...”
A gust of mountain wind swept through, carrying the chill of early spring.
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