I looked up and tried to climb up, but I shouted for a long time.

found that the five brothers outside had already run away without even a shadow.

I said to the weasel, "I didn't eat!"

The weasel replied, "I don't want to eat either, just let me follow you and get a fairy spirit!"

Actually, I'm not a god, this weasel may have been mistaken.

Folklore is certainly not reliable.

It is said that Wong Tai Sin has special spiritual powers, but I don't think that's the case.

Otherwise, how could they think of me as a god?

But this weasel is very good-looking, fluffy, and I've loved these things since I was a child.

Sometimes when I watch TV at the house next door, I will see some fluffy toys.

It's as weird and cute as a weasel, but my family is poor and can't afford to buy it.

Growing up, the only thing I had was a slingshot, or something else that I used with a tree branch.

I touched Wong Tai Sin and said, "That's okay, but let's talk about it first, you are not allowed to talk in front of others, it's scary!"

This weasel gave a nod to be particularly obedient and to like it more and more.

As soon as I finished saying this, the other party disappeared in a puff of smoke, and then I saw a puff of yellow smoke and ran directly into my body.

I don't know where he went.

I was about to climb out of the cave, but who knew that after just two steps, it was as if I had tripped and fallen.

I was in pain, covered my feet, and immediately looked down.

It was discovered that there was a hole in the floor of the cave.

The hole is not too big, that is, the size of a palm.

It's this damn thing that almost stumbled me to my neck.

I immediately looked down, and then I realized that the hole in the ground looked familiar to me.

The hole seems to be a hexagon.

It's as if a bottle has been stolen here.

When I thought about it, I squinted my eyes and summed it up.

Bronze Jiuding.

That's right, that's it.

When I first looked at the painting, I found that the bronze Jiuding was exactly a hexagonal base, which was no different from this thing, and when I thought about it, I suddenly came to my senses.

That's great.

Doesn't this mean that the bronze Jiuding was placed in this place before?

Originally, the mountain temple had a land lord pressed on it.

Now that the land is gone, it is said that a big flood washed it away, but now it seems that this is not the case.

It was stolen.

The land lord has long since turned into a pile of stones, but this bronze Jiuding has long been gone.

It can be seen that it is the Ding that was stolen!

But what's the use of this thing?

I shouted to the top, "Let me out, brothers!"

No one squeaked.

I then remembered that everyone had found it, how could someone pull me, fortunately, this hole is not too deep.

When I was a child, I also liked to climb trees, so I dug into the edge of the dirt and climbed up step by step, leaving me covered in dust.

I looked at it again, and there was an empty space all around, and the five were long gone.

But it's a strange thing.

Old Man Zhao's home has such a bronze tripod pattern.

I thought about it and returned to Zhao's house alone at dawn.

As soon as I entered, I found that Master Zhao was in the room, and all five sons were there, so I went to the door and listened secretly.

I found out that they were suing me.

These stinky boys scared themselves away, and when they came back, they scolded me for not being human.

He said that I had called them slaves.

But fortunately, Old Man Zhao had a bit of a mind, sat on the Taishi chair, and said to the five of them: "Finding the cause of Zhao Ling'er's death is the top priority, I am such a daughter, I can't be so unclear!"

This Zhao boss didn't agree, knelt in front of his father and said: "This can't work, if that kid really finds the cause of Zhao Ling'er's death, isn't it my sister who is going to marry him, how can our Zhao family be in touch with their family!"

Boy.

This family is really not a thing, one thing on the surface and one thing behind the scenes.

Especially this eldest son, on the surface, he is very good with me and takes care of me very thoughtfully, but in fact, he hurts me behind the scenes.

I have to be on guard against this Zhao family.

They must have had a conflict with my grandfather.

I didn't pay attention to them when I thought of this, and I sneaked back to Zhao Ling'er's boudoir.

It just so happened that they were all gathered in Master Zhao's room as if they were having a meeting, and what I was doing next to me was not seen by others.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, I hurried into the room, and fortunately the painting was still hanging behind the door.

I took the picture off.

Then he sneaked into his clothes.

Yes.

So be it.

I came in through the door and jumped out through the window.

When I passed by the hall, I noticed that the five sons were still saying that mine was not.

These stinky boys have a headache when they see me.

I immediately said: "Huang Daxian'er, are you still there, these people are disobedient, help me teach me a lesson!"

I don't know where the weasel is, but as soon as I finished saying this, I saw a yellow breath in my head, and it instantly flew into the room.

After the weasel entered, he ran directly to the back of the back of the head of the second child of the Zhao family and slapped it vigorously.

The second child was stunned.

He looked back at the boss and said, "Big brother, why are you beating me?"

It seems that they can't see the existence of Wong Tai Sin, so they are angry.

Others can't see that I can.

The weasel turned his head to look out the window, snickering.

I didn't pay attention to him and let him make trouble.

After hearing this, the eldest asked the second child: "I'm talking to our father, what are you making trouble?"

At this time, the weasel slapped the fifth child on the head again.

This slap was a bit heavy, and even the bridge of the nose was bleeding.

The fifth child also grabbed the arm of the third child next to him and said, "Don't I owe you 200 yuan? Do you need to beat me like this in front of me? You are quite yin!"

The five brothers made trouble for a long time, and they didn't know who did the good deeds, and suddenly they were turned upside down in front of Master Zhao's house.

They hurried out of the courtyard at this time, and as for how they cooked in the end, that was their business.

After leaving the courtyard, I headed straight to the west end of the village.

At the west end of the village there was an old man, whom we called the old urchin.

Old naughty boy, it's not that it's fun.

Instead, I love antiques.

The family basically sells houses and land just to buy antiques, and would rather put antiques on the street and guard them day and night every day.

I refused to sell it, in order to fill my stomach and eat food.

But this old urchin is so persistent, but he knows a lot about antiques.