Chapter 9 Encountering a Demon
Because of the thick fog, the donkey cart moved very slowly as it was no more than three or four feet away.
After grinding and grinding for more than ten miles, the fog persisted, and I couldn't tell how long it had passed.
"Fellow fellow, let's take a ride!" As he was walking, a clear and lively female voice suddenly appeared from behind, it must be a ten-year-old child.
"Hey!" Zhao Datou is a real person. He immediately stopped the donkey cart and smiled back: "How come the little girl still goes out in the fog?"
Meng Yuan and Tieniu sat on the cart and looked back. They saw a brown shadow emerging from the mist and quickly jumped onto the cart.
What kind of little girl is there? She is clearly a weasel!
This weasel has a slender body, short limbs, lively eyes, a brown back and a light white belly.
There was actually a small bundle tied around his neck, as if he was going on a long trip.
As soon as it got into the car, it stood up straight on its hind legs and shook the cold dew off its body, making Meng Yuan's face look bad.
Meng Yuan did not dare to say a word, Zhao Datou and Tieniu were also stunned on the spot, and the donkey's hind legs were trembling.
I had known that there were monsters and monsters in this world before, but after all, I had only heard about it, but this time I saw it with my own eyes.
"It snowed two days ago, and today there is a monster fog again! It can be seen that if the country has a foolish king, monsters will inevitably be born!" The weasel spoke clearly and plausibly, and said some nonsense. It looked capable, and said happily while loosening its baggage: "Go quickly, go quickly! Old donkey - drive!"
The weasel skillfully shouted the call to drive the donkey, obviously he knew what he was doing.
Sure enough, the donkey really moved forward.
"Where are you going?" The weasel finally remembered to ask the owner of the room after he had passed away.
"Great Immortal, let's go to Songhe Fucheng." Meng Yuan replied when he saw that the weasel did not ask for a title and did not show any intention of harming others.
"That's just in time!" Weasel's voice was as clear as a girl's, but his tone was old-fashioned, "You can't call me Daxian, just call me aunt! I've eaten more chicken than the three of you have eaten!"
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This weasel's words were disorderly, but it seemed like he really came to hitchhike. Meng Yuan and Zhao Datou looked at each other and decided to rush on first and then wait and see what happens.
The weasel ignored Meng Yuan and the others, looked around, and then took off the small bundle without untying it. He only stretched his paws in and felt for an egg.
The egg should be a wild egg or something.
The weasel cracked the eggshell and peeled it open carefully with his claws, but it was still cooked. Then he ate it in small bites, and when he got to the egg yolk, he hummed with satisfaction.
It can be seen that this weasel has never eaten anything good.
"It's not that my aunt eats them regardless of whether you are eating them. How many? Not many." Seeing Meng Yuan and Tieniu's eyes widening, the weasel turned away to prevent them from looking at them, and said some words that were incomprehensible.
Soon, the weasel finished eating the eggs and took out a pocket bronze mirror and wooden comb from the bag. He looked at the mirror and combed his hair. It was really beautiful.
Meng Yuan was always vigilant, thinking that this weasel had a lot of work to do.
Soon, the weasel finished cleaning up, sat down, and asked in a normal manner: "Are you two married?"
Tieniu shook his head blankly, and Meng Yuan also shook his head.
"Get a family as soon as possible and don't mess around!" Weasel said in an old-fashioned manner.
Meng Yuan and Tieniu really didn't know what to say.
"The cow dung on you smells really good." The weasel praised, tilted his head and looked at Meng Yuan, and said, "Why do you still have the smell of blood on you?"
"I'm a gelding craftsman," Meng Yuan said.
"The caster?" The little weasel first tilted his head to recall, and then said happily: "Is it the egg cutter? Hehe, I haven't seen anything before!"
They put their front paws on their hips and looked particularly proud.
When Meng Yuan saw that she was begging for praise, he boasted casually: "My aunt is well aware of the world, has extensive knowledge, and is wise and powerful." "Young craftsman, you are so nice to talk to!" Weasel obviously can't stand flattery. , it jumped happily and said: "If you say it a few more times, I still haven't remembered it."
Meng Yuan had no choice but to repeat it three times.
Weasel recited it silently several times in a low voice, as if he wanted to use these words to flatter others.
After remembering it, it shook its head happily and said: "Little gelding, stretch out your hand."
Is this going to be a reward? Or pay retouching fee?
Meng Yuan took a deep breath, put his right hand behind his back to defend himself, stretched out his left hand and placed it on the car board.
The weasel came forward, turned around, raised its tail, stuck out its butt, and rubbed against Meng Yuan's tiger's mouth.
It's slightly warm and doesn't smell bad. But Meng Yuan knew that this was the weasel making a mark.
"My aunt has a wide circle of people. If I have any job as a craftsman in the future, I will come to you. You will get a discount!" Weasel was very serious.
Meng Yuan never thought that one day he would be able to get Weasel to introduce business to him. And looking at this posture, he has become the "human face" of this weasel.
"Easy to say." Meng Yuan could only admit it. Seeing that Weasel seemed to be having a hard time with his brain, he inquired: "How many faces does my aunt have?"
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"Hehe, there are a lot of them! What are you doing in the city?"
The weasel laughed and changed the topic. It was obvious that he was too ignorant and showed his cowardice when he lied.
"Visiting relatives." Meng Yuan lost some fear, made some nonsense, and asked back: "What are you going to do?"
"Go and wish my godmother a birthday!" Weasel said happily and proudly: "My godmother said that she would introduce me to a good match. My uncle's family will have endless chickens and eggs!"
No wonder the one with the mirror and the comb asked me to get married early, and I went on a blind date with you!
Speaking of this, Weasel asked curiously: "What hairstyle is fashionable in the city today?"
You can’t even learn fashionable hairstyles! Meng Yuan looked at the weasel's petite head and replied honestly: "I really don't know about this."
"Country bumpkin!" Weasel grinned.
After traveling another seven or eight miles, the weasel called to stop. It climbed onto the donkey's back, stood up with its legs supported, and looked around, sniffing and sniffing as if to identify the direction.
"We're not on our way." The weasel sighed, looked at the three of them, rubbed its front paws, and then put its paws into the bag for a while, looking reluctant, and finally took it out. A little bit of silver, "My aunt will not ride in your car for nothing! This is what I have saved!"
It reluctantly threw the money to Zhao Datou, looking like it was searching for it, and finally looked at Meng Yuan and said: "Little gelding, my aunt will take a job for you when the time comes, so you can share my money!"
How much money can a gelding craftsman make? Divide you? Meng Yuan looked very serious on his face and said: "This is a business rule. My aunt is the introducer, so naturally I have my share."
Only then was the weasel satisfied. It jumped out of the car, carried the small baggage on its back, and disappeared into the mist.
"Drive!" Seeing that the monster was sent away, the donkey galloped forward without even having to twitch his head.
The three of them didn't dare to talk to each other and just drove forward. In a hurry, we took another side road. It was after noon and the fog had dispersed, and we arrived at the gate of Songhe Prefecture.
There were many people coming and going under the city gate, and the three of them finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhao Datou took the hands of Meng Yuan and Tieniu and carefully warned: "Don't talk about today's matter to anyone. Huang Pizi is the most vindictive. If we ruin other people's affairs, don't think about Ansheng's life in the future."< br>
While he was talking, he grabbed a handful of donkey dung eggs from the ground and rubbed Meng Yuan's tiger's mouth vigorously. He also grabbed wet soil and rubbed it, for fear of leaving a weasel smell.
After finishing these tasks, Zhao Datou took out the ride money given by Weasel, which was about one yuan. They spent all the money at a stall outside the city, bought pancakes, stuffed with fat meat, and the three of them had a delicious meal.
"We are lucky today. We met an honest man who gave us money for a ride." Zhao Datou warned seriously, with lingering fear, "But don't think that monsters are good. This yellow-skinned man only knows how to be kind when he is close to people. Some monsters are like that They want to eat people, they are very vicious! There are also some who specialize in seducing men, so be careful!”
He pointed at Meng Yuan's tiger's mouth and said seriously: "Xiao Meng, if you feel that there are multiple people under the bed in the middle of the night, and they are still pestering you to sleep with you, then the immortal is coming to suck your yang energy, you have to control it!"
Meng Yuan held his forehead, thinking that if that day came, how could he hold on?
(End of chapter)