The scholar got the money to buy rice and meat, and comforted the rats. Then the rat became acquainted with him, and often brought all kinds of gold and silver goods from outside. The scholar was puzzled, and later found that these belongings were all left by others, or buried or even buried by predecessors, so the mouse picked it up or drilled a hole to find it.

There are many similar folk tales, in short, there is such a magical "mouse" can search for money and treasures, in the legend is also called "treasure hunt mouse" or "money mouse". In fact, it is not a mouse, but a strange beast among the weasels, it has a golden hair all over its body, and if you don't look at the tail, it really looks like a mouse.

The weasel has its own intelligence, and if this strange beast is raised and trained, it is indeed very good at finding things. But in the eyes of the monks, the real golden thread rat is different from folklore, it is not looking for gold and silver treasures, but all kinds of natural treasures that can be refined! The original body of the golden thread rat is small, can make holes, and is good at drilling, which is very suitable for finding hidden and difficult things.

Even if it's not for refining, it's profitable to be able to drive the Golden Thread Rat. For example, Cheng Tianle's three pieces of Hetian jade are no different from ordinary stones in the dry mountain stream, and it is difficult to find them when they are mined manually, but let the golden thread rat find it, and it can turn out this kind of thing in the ditch, even if it is sold as jade material, it is worth a lot of money!

The golden-threaded rat is a living treasure, but I haven't heard of anyone in the world who has specially raised this, on the one hand, because the golden-threaded rat is really rare, and it is not easy to find it; On the other hand, even if the golden thread rat is good at treasure hunting, let it go to the deep mountains and valleys to find jade materials or something, it is not very interesting for the masters.

As for those high-grade natural treasures, they are extremely rare in the world, and whether they can meet them depends on fate, do you have to take the golden thread rat all over the world to find a needle in a haystack? Moreover, the cultivation has reached the realm of supernatural transcendence, and the divine sense is much sharper than that of ordinary golden-threaded rats, and it doesn't matter much whether there is a golden-threaded rat or not. But it is impossible for ordinary monks not to be interested in the Golden Thread Rat, and it is certainly better to have such a strange beast than not to have it.

And the golden-threaded rat also has a characteristic that makes it rarely subdued by people and driven to hunt for treasures. Because if you want the golden thread rat to exert this natural power, it must become a "climate".

What is climate? Cheng Tianle also has a little understanding of the formula. That is, the demon pill must at least condense and cultivate purity, break through the wind and evil calamity, and become a big demon. However, the cultivation of this golden thread rat is much more difficult than that of ordinary demons, and its cultivation is extremely slow, and all kinds of methods of raising foreign beasts are of little use to it.

This thing is good at stealth. It is susceptible to disturbance when the weather is not in place. Even if it is taught a masterful method, it may not be applicable, because of course, the various sects of the lineage cannot be created specifically to guide such a rare beast. Therefore, for the Golden Thread Rat, before it becomes a climate, it is best not to be alarmed and let it cultivate on its own. This beast is good at finding things, and of course it is also good at finding places, and it usually lurks in what it thinks is the most suitable place for cultivation.

Cheng Tianle and the "mouse" recognized the golden-threaded rat and knew that the golden-threaded rat had not yet succeeded. But the purpose of their visit was not to find some exotic beasts, and since they had already done so, of course they had to take them down. Seeing that the golden-threaded rat was gradually defeated in the magic circle, there was a sudden thunderous sound, and even the ground under Cheng Tianle's feet was trembling slightly, and Song Zhaonan's legs were weak and he almost didn't sit down, but Cheng Tianle helped him in time.

It turned out that the golden thread rat had a fart!

The weasel can fart, and that amazing fart is the most fundamental talent of the weasel demon. And the golden thread rat is much more powerful than the one-piece weasel demon, and in a hurry, he also showed his housekeeping skills. Wu Jiaming was repelled by him in the first place, and Huang Sheng and the other three demons have also been on guard against it. I saw a puff of golden dust and smoke spread out. As if a bomb had been detonated, the figure of the golden thread rat disappeared in the smoke and dust, and the operation of the great array accelerated sharply at twelve o'clock.

Huang Shang threw out a swarthy iron ring, which magnified in mid-air to form a rotating binding force, preventing the power of the golden smoke from contaminating the primordial god from emanating. Wu Yanqing also swung out a whisk of dust, emitting thousands of silky lights to drill into the golden smoke and lock the original body of the golden thread mouse. And Chu Wufu pulled out a stick, this time it didn't transform into a nine-toothed nail rake, and a blue light struck straight down towards the center of the golden smoke.

As long as the golden thread rat's housekeeping methods are broken, the monster will have to be captured. The three of them cooperated very well, Huang Shang was responsible for defense, Chu Wufu was responsible for attacking, and Wu Yanqing took the opportunity to capture it. At this time, Wu Yanqing shouted: "Be careful, this weasel's stinky fart can be contaminated with filthy magic weapons, don't touch it directly." ”

Wu Yanqing's dust turned into a silky light that had penetrated into the golden smoke. Immediately felt the entanglement and collision of mana, as if fighting with the opponent's magic weapon, the illusion impact and strong aura contamination also passed along the silk light to the primordial spirit, only then did he find that this golden smoke was strange, and immediately opened his mouth to remind.

Cheng Tianle, who was watching the battle, sensed very clearly, that golden smoke seemed to be not only a fart of a weasel, but also a magic weapon. The demon cultivators in the mountains and wilderness have no chance to get the inheritance magic weapon, this golden thread rat cultivation is still shallow, and they have not refined their own magic weapons, but the so-called Xuandan of demon cultivators is their natal magic weapon, and it will only be displayed in order to do so in a critical moment.

The golden thread rat seems to be desperate, if it breaks this golden smoke, it can naturally take it down, but if the demon pill is destroyed, it will also be equivalent to damaging its cultivation. Cheng Tianle didn't want to do this, so he also drank: "That golden smoke is transformed by the demon pill, don't damage its cultivation, use the magic circle to trap and capture, and don't let it escape back to the ground." ”

Huang Sheng and the other three demons were reminded that the silky light reel emitted by Wu Yanqing was no longer directly fighting with the golden smoke; Chu's useless stick no longer hit directly, but turned into a fence-like shadow covering from all directions; Huang Shang's iron ring whined, always firmly locked on the place where the original body of the golden thread rat was located in the golden smoke, and at the same time operated the magic circle, so that the golden thread rat could neither drill back nor break through.

The golden smoke filled the left and right, and the breath that could contaminate the primordial spirit could never be transmitted, and no matter how it rolled, it could not escape into the ground. Their fighting method was very "polite", and they set up a formation for the golden thread rat to toss, and watched it sacrifice the natal demon pill to perform there. The golden thread rat wanted to fight hard, but Cheng Tianle didn't want its life, and fought for half an hour. Although Song Zhaonan couldn't see it really, the scene of golden smoke on the barren slope made him look stupid.

Finally, the golden smoke suddenly closed, and the golden thread rat rolled in the air, and then turned into a golden light and shot into the earth. The three demons shouted in unison, and the power of the magic circle was reduced to a little, and the golden light was fixed in the air. Huang Shang's iron ring fell on the body of the golden thread rat in the suit, and then Wu Yanqing made a roll of silky light to trap it solidly, and then shook it hard, and the golden thread rat flew towards Huang Shang with the iron ring. With a snap, it was thrown into an iron cage and locked.

At this time, the circle has been collected, and the grass and trees on the barren slope are gone, as if they have been leveled by an invisible hand, and the surface has turned into a layer of floating soil. Huang Shang waved his hand, and the iron cage seemed to be supported by an invisible force and flew towards Cheng Tianle, and said: "This thing has been subdued, and it has no power to fight anymore, but when it recovers its mana, this cage cannot be closed." ”

Cheng Tianle took the iron cage with his left hand, and with his right hand, he took advantage of the situation to shoot out a magic seal and imprint it on the golden thread rat. This is the technique of binding the spirit seal, and this weasel demon cannot change for at least a month, unless Cheng Tianle solves the spell by himself. It seems to be an understatement, but this golden thread rat can only be honestly locked up in a cage.

When did Mr. Cheng have such a great ability? If you use this trick directly on the golden thread rat in the fighting method, it is useless, but at this moment, it is equivalent to someone tying the opponent to a tree for him to fight, how can there be a reason that he can't win, and he can use all kinds of means to his heart's content. Wu Yanqing saw that the monster had been restrained by Cheng Zong, so she withdrew the silk light that bound the golden thread rat demon's body. The three demon cultivators did not go down the barren slope, turned around and disappeared into the darkness, because Song Zhaonan was present, they did not want to reveal their identities.

Song Zhaonan leaned over and asked curiously, "Mr. Cheng, is this Wong Tai Sin?" It's so beautiful! ”

Isn't it beautiful, the fur of the golden thread rat itself is a kind of natural treasure, water and fire do not invade, if it can be refined into a magic weapon, there is also the magic of golden light protection and attacking the enemy. Cheng Tianle said with a smile: "This is the Wong Tai Sin we caught, and it is the first time I have seen its true face!" He didn't tell Song Zhaonan that this was not an ordinary Wong Tai Sin, but a rare golden thread rat in the legend, anyway, Song Zhaonan had never seen what Wong Tai Sin looked like.

I saw the little thing in the iron cage, with dark golden hair with a faint golden light, slightly smaller than an adult weasel, except for the long fluffy tail, the body looked very much like a mouse. It was lying in the iron cage, its stomach was puffing and panting, the little beard on the tip of its nose was trembling, and a pair of small eyes looked at Cheng Tianle and Song Zhaonan with a look of horror. It was not injured, but was subdued by someone who was tired and tired, and it even released the demon pill desperately, and it was clear that there was nothing to be done at the moment.

Song Zhaonan asked again: "Mr. Cheng, Huang Daxian has been caught, what should we do now?" ”

Cheng Tianle: "I'll take the cage, you take the pot of chicken soup, go back to the house for supper, things can't be wasted." …… Let's talk while eating, this Wong Tai Sin claims to be a layman and is a vegetarian, but we are not vegetarians. ”

It was the first time Song Zhaonan had encountered this kind of thing in his life, and he was not afraid at the moment, so he carried the pot of chicken soup with great interest and followed Cheng Tianle back to the shed. The dishes and chopsticks were also delivered in the afternoon, Li Li was quite thoughtful, the boss of the shore company actually wanted to come and see the excitement, but after all, he was not as bold as Song Zhaonan to speak, and even if Li Li opened his mouth, Cheng Tianle would not let him come.

After tossing and spending a lot of time in the middle of the night, Cheng Tianle was also a little angry, threw the golden thread rat to the corner of the house, ignored it, and sat there with Song Zhaonan to eat chicken. (To be continued) RQ