The Weasel Lord, who was delayed by spiritual practice

The little Xianggong lost the weasel, and his heart ached to death, and he didn't want to live for a while.He untied his trouser belt and was about to hang himself, but the servant girl who served him found out, and hurriedly called the servant who was guarding the door to come in and hug him down.

The servant girl was frightened and cried, afraid that she would be responsible, so she hurried to the main courtyard to report to the master and wife.When Yinggong and Mrs. Ying heard about it, they were so frightened that they ran over.

There was a strangle mark on the young man's chest, which was clearly visible. If he was late, he would have to see the King of Hades.

Mrs. Ying hugged him and cried, "Sin! My son! Why do you have the heart to leave mother? If you are gone, how can mother live... Son, my son... why don't mother go with you Let your father go there alone..."

The little Xianggong was heartbroken, and stood there helplessly, letting his mother cry and cry, unmoved.

Seeing him like this, Yinggong stomped his feet angrily, thinking that he was just like this, and his heart ached.If it is really a white-haired person sending a black-haired person, how can this day be lived?That's all!That's all!This matter all started because of that weasel, if it was a goblin, they would call it a no goblin!

Yinggong gritted his teeth, called the servant, and ordered: "Go, go and chase that Taoist back, and send a few more people."

Hearing this, the young man moved his eyes, sat up, and looked at his father, "Father, are you willing to let me keep it?"

Yinggong looked at him, sighed, and said, "Father won't let you keep a demon by your side. Father told the Taoist priest to get rid of its demon nature, so you can raise a weasel."

Hearing that, the little Xianggong was both happy and worried. He was happy that he could continue to raise and watch him, but he was worried that he would not be able to see it transform into a human if he lost his demon nature. Wouldn't it be painful, wouldn't it be sad without the spell? ... The little Xianggong thought a lot, and finally decided, or, let's wait for it to come back first!

The little Xianggong had hope in his heart, so he did not seek death or life.

Seeing that her son was finally alive, Mrs. Ying quickly wiped away her tears, and comforted him, saying, "It's all right, the Taoist priest hasn't been there for long, and he hasn't started alchemy yet."

The little man nodded and said to his mother, "I'm sorry for making my mother worry. I'm fine."

Yinggong ordered Ren Haosheng to take care of him, and took his wife back with him.

The little Xianggong lay down on the bed, missing the weasel very much.After arguing for a long time, he finally fell asleep from exhaustion.

In the middle of the night, it seemed that someone moved him, and the little Xianggong woke up startled. Seeing the weasel lying beside him, he rubbed his eyes in disbelief. The weasel called out to him with a smile, "Xianggong."

"You!" The little man hurriedly grabbed his hand, the touch was very real, "You're back?" The little man said pleasantly.

"Hush!" Weasel hurriedly told him to silence.The young man hurriedly lowered his voice, pulled him and asked, "Are you really back? I'm not dreaming, am I?"

"Is it a dream?" Weasel pinched his chin, "you'll find out later," he said and kissed him.

The little Xianggong was kissed, and quickly put his arms around his neck, hanging on him.The two kissed until they were out of breath and their heads were pounding before they let go.

The young man was full of doubts and asked him, "How did you get rid of that Taoist priest? Didn't he catch you?"

"Hmph, he has 1000 years of Taoism, how can a mere stinky Taoist priest catch him?" Weasel said disdainfully.

The young man was filled with joy, hugged him tightly, and said, "No matter what, it's good that you come back, it's good that you come back..."

After the two warmed up, the young man was worried again, "What if the Taoist priest comes again?"

"He won't come," Weasel said. "He flirted with good women on the street, smashed things, and was arrested by officers and soldiers and sent to prison."

"Really?" The young man was a little surprised.

"Really, don't you believe it?" Weasel looked at him.

"Xin," said the young man, "it's just that without him, there will be someone else, I'm really afraid..."

"It's all right, they can't catch me," Weasel reassured him.

"My father..." The young man was a little afraid that he would resent his father at this time, so he hurriedly defended his father, "My father was deceived by that stinky Taoist priest. He doesn't know that you are good. Don't blame him, and don't blame him." kill him, okay?"

"Well, I know," Weasel said, touching his face, "he's your father, and I won't hurt him."

"How about," said the young man, "will you come with me to see my father tomorrow? Can you keep our house safe?"

"Me?" asked the weasel. "Shall I keep your house safe?"

"That's right, if you can keep our house safe, I'll ask my father to give you a memorial tablet. In this way, he doesn't have to bother to invite Taoist priests, and you can be with me."

"Is your father willing?" Weasel looked at him.

"If you can tell my father in his dream, I'm sure he will believe it. He will definitely confess to you." The young man said.

"How do you know this at such a young age?" Weasel asked with a smile.

"I, I've read some books on this subject," said the young man a little embarrassed.

"Now this yard of your house belongs to me with the highest spells. There is no problem in keeping your house safe. With me around, those evil spirits dare not approach."

"That's even better." The little man said happily.

"Then I'll go to your father's dream and talk about it?" Weasel asked.

"Well, you said that you are a fairy or a beast or something, and you have a relationship with our family. Tell him a story. But don't scare him." The little man said.

"Little ghost spirit," Weasel pinched his face, kissed him again, and then got up to give Yinggong a dream.

Yinggong got up the next day, slapped his thigh, and said: "It's not good! That weasel was originally a fairy. He lived in the world for a long time. He stayed here because of a predestined relationship with our family. The old man is stupid! He asked the Taoist to catch him. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, is there any news about the Taoist priest?"

A family member reported that the Taoist priest molested good women on the street, smashed things, murdered and set fire, and committed all kinds of crimes, and he had already been taken to prison.Hearing this, Duke Ying couldn't help sighing, "It turned out he was a bad Taoist priest, alas! I really fell for him!" At this moment, he felt that the weasel was a good one, so he asked, "What about the weasel that was caught? Taken into prison?" The servant has not yet spoken.

"Father!" The little Xianggong yelled from a distance. His father walked over, and behind him was a man who looked like a fairy. He was full of brilliance, like a Bodhisattva, blinding everyone's eyes.

"Son, who is this?" Yinggong looked at the fairy, so shocked that he didn't know what to do.

"Father, this is a fairy," said the young man.

The weasel came forward and bowed, and said to Yinggong: "To be honest, I am a yellow fairy in the sky. I don't want to live here. I have a fate with your family. I didn't know about it before. Please forgive me." .”

"Oh! You are..." Yinggong thought of the fairy in his dream, which was the face of the person in front of him, and he was so shocked that he wanted to kneel down.The weasel quickly helped him up, "Grand Ying, don't be too polite."

"It's really offending, it's really offending," Duke Ying said hastily, "I actually believed the old man's words, and almost hurt the Immortal, please don't blame the Immortal."

Seeing his father like this, the young man winked at the weasel, as if to say: Look, my method is feasible, right?

Weasel laughed: "Young master, hurry up and help your father."

The young man hurriedly helped his father, and said, "I told you that he is spiritual, but you insisted on believing the words of that stinky Taoist priest. You almost made a big mistake." Yinggong was a little ashamed by his son's words. embarrassment.

"Father," the little Xianggong helped his father to sit down, and said, "Don't you always say that the house is restless, why don't you invite this great fairy to protect our family? With the great fairy here, why do you want to look far away?"

Yinggong Jian said, looking at the weasel, "I don't know the Great Immortal..."

"Forget it," said the weasel, "since I have a predestined relationship with your family, I will keep your family safe. It's just that I need a memorial tablet for this immortal."

"It's natural, it's natural," Yinggong said, wiping the sweat from his brow.

So Huang Daxian's tablet was enshrined, and the Yinggong's mansion was safe and healthy from then on, without much trouble.Soon, Mrs. Ying was happy again, and Ying Gong was so surprised that he went to kowtow to Huang Daxian.

Huang Daxian appeared and said: "This is a blessing for your family, not for the work of this immortal. Please hurry up, Mr. Ying."

Yinggong got up from the ground, and was a little worried: "It's just that my wife is old, and I'm afraid childbirth may be risky..."

"Nothing," said the weasel, "just take care of it. I will help my wife give birth to the unicorn safely."

Yinggong felt relieved when he heard about it.

A year later, Mrs. Ying gave birth to a pair of twins as expected.Ying Gong couldn't help being overjoyed.From then on, he worshiped Huang Daxian even more devoutly.

When the young man saw a happy event at home, he smiled happily.Unexpectedly, there was another pair of younger siblings, and the family was quite lively.

Yinggong was very happy. On the [-]th day of his son, he invited some relatives and friends to celebrate, and opened a shed in the city to give porridge to accumulate blessings for his descendants.

The weasel was happy to see the young man, and he was also happy.

"Your idea is really good," Weasel looked at him and said, "Your father really respects me now, and he can't wait to worship me when he sees him."

"Tell me honestly, my brother and sister, is it your credit?" The young man lay in his arms, and stretched his hands into his arms.After a year, this little gentleman has grown a lot taller and has more thoughts.

The weasel grabbed his hand, "Where is my credit? It's your father's destiny to have Qilinzi. I was just by the side and contributed a little bit."

"I've grown up now, are you still not willing to practice spiritually with me?" The young man looked at him and asked.

"Where did you grow up?" Weasel looked at him and smiled, "No, it's still so small..."

The young man was a little shy and asked, "How big do you want it to be?"

"Well, at least it has to be this big, this big," the weasel compared him, and the young man blushed, "Is that a human? Can a human be this big?"

"Yes," the weasel said affirmatively, and the young man felt a little annoyed when he thought of the Orion, "Mine must be bigger, just wait."

"Well, wait," the weasel looked at him and laughed, and the young man became even more upset, "Don't you believe it?"

"I believe, haha, I'll wait and see." The weasel hugged his stomach and laughed so hard.