The Weasel Lord, who was delayed by spiritual practice

In a beautiful mountain forest, there lived a hunter. The hunter was young and strong, and he built three houses by himself.Live comfortably in the mountains.

One day a weasel passed by and thought this place was very nice, so it lingered for a few more days.This weasel has practiced for nine hundred and ninety-nine years, and it only takes one year to ascend to heaven.

The weasel found the Orion in the mountain forest. Even though the weasel, who loves to steal chickens, lived to be nine hundred and ninety-nine years old, his temperament was still stubborn, and he planned to steal the Orion's chicken.Orion does keep a few pheasants, but not for the weasels.

Orion was chopping firewood in the yard, and when he turned his head, he caught a glimpse of a white light and shadow out of the corner of his eye.Look closely and there is nothing.Orion was puzzled, could it be that he was delusional?

That group of white light and shadow is the weasel. This weasel has cultivated for nine hundred and ninety-nine years, and he has become a white-haired weasel with a fairy appearance.

The weasel coveted those pheasants, and wanted to eat them in one bite, but thought that the hunter would be suspicious, so he decided to steal one to taste first.Although this weasel has lived a long time, his IQ has not increased much. There are only a few pheasants, so if he steals one, he won't be discovered?

Orion heard the pheasant crowing happily, so he got up to check. The cage was still good, but one pheasant was missing.This Orion is honest and honest, and his IQ is not very good. He counted and counted, but one was still missing.He counted it so many times that he even wondered if he remembered it wrong, after all, he didn't take notes to write down how many pheasants he raised.

Seeing that the cage was in good condition, Orion led himself on the path of "misremembering", and finally acted as if nothing had happened.

This seems to be a story of who is more stupid than who.

The author has something to say:

I had insomnia last night, and this story suddenly popped up in my mind. I, the author, still prefer supernatural stories.Who told people to be full of pictures of a weasel being pregnant by c? hiahiahiahiahia... The style of writing is not pure ancient style, it is like telling a story, writing too much modern literature, the ancient style has long since I don’t know how to write~

This chapter is the preface, and I will share it with you~