The Weasel Lord, who was delayed by spiritual practice

After eating dinner and washing their bodies, Weasel and Orion came to practice this spiritual practice.

Although weasels are well-informed, they lack experience.Orion often hunts in the mountains, and has seen many mating beasts, but he is a little timid when he sees them.

There is still a lot of room for negotiation in this spiritual practice.

Weasel Chengxian was so eager, he lay down on the bed and asked him to come in.

Orion felt very strange, he had always wanted to marry him as his wife, but after knowing that he was male, he couldn't change it.Now I slowly accept it, but this spiritual practice...

"Hurry up, what are you doing in a daze?" Weasel urged.

Orion was afraid that his wish would not come true, so he ran away in anger.Orion closed his eyes and crashed in.

"Ah," the weasel yelled, "what are you doing, it hurts to death!"

"You didn't call me..." Orion was in a dilemma.

"Easy, light..." Weasel bared his teeth, his temples twitched, he enjoyed seeing people doing spiritual practice in the palace, why came to him like being struck by lightning.Is something wrong?

Orion tried his best to be as gentle as possible, for fear of hurting him, he was so anxious that he was sweating.

The two of them were engaged in an unpleasant spiritual practice in the house. I don't know which one got the news, and it spread all over the mountains and forests, and everyone came to see it.

Mice, night owls, foxes, snakes, owls, weasels, etc. gather together and have fun.Oh, because of the realgar powder, the little snakes couldn't get in. The big boa constrictor who knew the weasel had some magic tricks, so he got into the yard and poked his head out of their window.

The weasel was being pressed down by the man, and the boa constrictor asked the weasel, "My lord, how about this spiritual practice?"

A group of weasels were also watching at the door.The weasel was a little annoyed, "Go away, don't delay my cultivation here."

Those juniors were frightened by his divine power, they only took one look and didn't dare to stay for long.After a while they all dispersed.

The boa constrictor was lying on the window watching, and the weasel wanted to beat him to death, "I tell you to get out!"

The weasel wanted to transmit the sound through his mind, but he didn't expect to yell out because of anger. Orion was a little stunned, and hurriedly backed out.

After he withdrew, the weasel didn't feel so uncomfortable anymore. He said weakly on the bed, "Forget it, let's call it a day. There seems to be something wrong."

"Well, then you can rest..." Orion said, hugged his clothes, and walked to his bed.

Before the boa constrictor left, the weasel closed his eyes as if he couldn't see.

The weasel slept until midnight, and then turned into its original shape again.Orion woke up and saw that because it was a bit cold in the mountains at night, he was afraid that it would catch a cold, so he got up and wanted to cover it with a quilt.

This weasel has cultivated for nearly a thousand years, and its hair is so gorgeous that it looks like it is wearing a piece of brocade.The waist was tightly grasped, and the figure was so graceful that Orion was stunned.After covering the quilt, he couldn't help stroking its head.

The weasel didn't know what it was eating in its dreams, so it opened its mouth, but it was very cute.

Orion returned to his little bed and lay down, looking at it sideways, full of happiness in his heart.

The weasel slept through the night, and when he got up the next day, his butt was still aching.It struggled to get up from the bed and stood there watching Orion.Orion lay on the small bed and fell asleep peacefully.The weasel squeaked, and Orion finally woke up and looked at it, "Are you up, are you hungry?"

Weasel nodded.Orion looked at it and said strangely, "Can't you become a human?"

Weasel shook his head.Orion got up to get it something to eat.Weasel lay on the bed and waited.

After a while, Orion brought it a roast chicken. When the weasel saw the roast chicken, he jumped off the bed and turned into a human, staring at the roast chicken in Orion's hand and drooling.

"Sit down and eat," Orion said to him.

"Hmm." The weasel sat down, and gasped for breath just as he sat down, Orion hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

"It hurts in the back," the weasel said aggrievedly, but because he was too hungry, he didn't care much, so he took the roast chicken and ate it.

Orion's face turned red when he thought of what was behind him, and he didn't dare to look directly at him.

The weasel was thinking about what happened last night while eating, "I think it's very strange, it shouldn't be so painful, and the spiritual practitioners in the Prince's Mansion enjoy it very much. There must be something wrong."

Orion: ...

"Why don't I ask Mr. Storyteller to buy some painting books for research," Weasel said, looking at Orion, "Do you have money? Give me the money to buy painting books."

"Money?" Orion looked at him, "Well, yes, yes, do you want it?"

"Yes, the storyteller said he needed a high price to give directions. It's all because I was in a hurry and didn't ask him clearly."

When Orion heard that, he got up and took out his private money, which he had saved to marry his wife, but now... Orion looked at Weasel, last night, they were so close...

Orion came over and sat down, looked at the weasel, and asked a little embarrassedly: "Can you be my wife?"

"Ah?" Weasel looked at him with a mouth full of oil, "Wife? Do you want me to be your wife?"

"Well," Orion nodded.

The weasel looked at the money in his hand and asked, "Are you willing to give me the money because I became your wife?"

"This is for me to marry a wife. If you are willing to be my wife, I will give it to you." Orion said.

"Oh, that's fine, then give it to me." Weasel thought it was no big deal, "How long will it take to be your wife?"

"Do it forever." Orion looked at him without blinking.

"No," Weasel disagreed. He will be promoted to immortality soon, so how can he be his wife for the rest of his life, "Just for one year. If you don't agree, I will find someone else."

When Orion heard that he was looking for someone else, he felt a little flustered, and hurriedly handed over the money, "Then, one year, what you say."

Weasel took the money bag with his greasy hand, and readily agreed, "Okay."

Seeing that he agreed, Orion was overjoyed.Weasel's eyes are on money, with this money, it should be enough to buy a picture book.

The weasel was about to go down the mountain after eating, and the Orion advised him to rest for a day. Where the weasel could stay, he ran away like the wind.

Orion watched him go, a little worried whether he would come back.But he said that what he says is what he says, and Orion chose to believe him.

Orion put on his bow and arrows and went hunting, preparing for his wife.Orion thought about it in his heart, although it didn't have to be a big deal, but there were still some ceremonies, he wanted to buy two red wedding dresses, and some wine and vegetables, and bid farewell to heaven and earth.

Orion was immersed in the joy of marrying a daughter-in-law, and walked much more cheerfully.Hunting became even harder.He ran a long way.

The weasel came to the storyteller to buy a picture book, and the storyteller saw him, thinking that he ran faster than the rabbit last time, but he didn't know why he came this time.The weasel tossed the money bag in his hand, and said to the storyteller, "Sir, I brought a high price this time. Where can I sell the picture book?"

When the storyteller saw the money bag, he immediately beamed with joy, "My lord, do you want to buy a painting book? This old man will take you there right away, this way please."

The weasel followed him.