I met a senior Buddhist monk from Taiwan and he told me a
story about his real experiences of fox spirits:
Before I became a Buddhist monk, I have not seen any ghosts
but I did see real fox spirits with my own naked eyes. Not only me, but many
others too have seen fox spirits in my place.
The fox spirit I have seen was a male fox who wears a blue
robe during WWII in China. Many people have seen it too but no one can really
see its face clearly though I did see its blurred face from a far. Legend has
it that a fox takes 500 years to be able to transform into human shape. Perhaps
the one I saw just short of 500 years hence it could only materialize in the
human form but with blurred face. I was in my teen about 16 to 17 years old. At
that time, I was very much fond of hunting and I really wanted to shot at this
fox spirit but my mom stopped me for the fear of retaliation and endless
problems later.
To tell you the truth, I really wished to shoot at the fox
spirit as it was leaving upstairs. You see, during WWII, my family was staying
in an abandoned mansion and the fox spirit was staying upstairs. It was said
that more than few decades’ time no one really ventured upstairs and consequently
a group of foxes stayed there for good. Neighbours sworn that they did see the
foxes prostrated to the sun in the morning and they prostrated to the moon
during full moon nights. Strangely speaking, the foxes and human lived in
harmony: the foxes never harm human and no one dares to disturb the foxes. I
was small but bold at that time and I would make every effort to climb upstairs
but the seniors always stopped me… Well, there wasn’t any staircases leading to
upstairs or else I would have paid the foxes a visit.
I swear to you what I have said is as real as gold. The
foxes did transform into human shape and witnessed by many passer-by. So I believe foxes can indeed transform
themselves into human shape when the time is right…
A strange incident happened in my village after the war. I
know the story very well…
My village produced rice at that time and the rice was
mostly transported out from the Lake Wu (芜湖) to a
market situated at the other side of the lake. I have a relative whose rice production
boomed during one particular year. He filled his rice in hemp sacks and loaded
all his rice sacks into a sail boat so that he could transport all his rice to
Nanjing for sale. During the loading of the boat, someone saw a fox like
creature jumped into the sail boat and the workers did a search but found
nothing; perhaps they have mistaken something else as a fox… Anyway, the boat
sailed to Nanjing after it was fully loaded.
Strangely speaking, when the boat arrived at the harbour and
the workers were about to unload the rice, they found all rice went missing
though the hemp backs were sealed intact. They opened up the seal and found
there was no rice grains; not even one grain of rice was found in the sack. At
this point, everyone understood that this must be the work of the fox that
jumped into the boat. This was the only explanation they could make then. There
was nothing my distant relative could do but to stay in Nanjing for a few days
and then set sail home.
It was to my relative’s surprised, when he returned home; he
found all his rice was safely stored in his rice storage untouched!
Was it a joke and who played such a prank to him? What could
move a large quantity of rice from sealed sacks back to the store room? No one
could provide a satisfactory answer. Perhaps the spirit only wanted to teach my
relative a lesion; or it only wanted to play a harmless prank? What I have said
was real to my personal experience which happened about 70 years ago. Hence I
swear to you what I said is true to my knowledge.
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