Just like what I often see about the ancient spirits of the countryside, the somewhat evil weasels are all respected as the Yellow Skin Immortals.

I think of that weasel's heart is getting more and more bottomless, this is respected as a yellow-skinned immortal, how can I afford it to worship?

I don't know where the memory comes from, I always feel as if I have heard that the people who have been worshiped by the yellow skin will die, the Lechuan River will not be crossed, the Hades Palace will not be accepted, and the resentment will not be reborn, and I can only become a little ghost under the hands of Huang Tai Sin, and I will never be free.

The shadow under the old locust tree was so great that I went down the mountain in a daze, and I couldn't even remember how I got back to my grandmother's house.

Ma Chengcheng was in the dojo, and when he saw my lost soul, he asked repeatedly.

My mind was full of weasels and I didn't know where to start.

The more I thought about it, the more scared I became, and I didn't have time to organize the language so I said it all to Ma Chengcheng, I thought she would be startled and help me think of countermeasures, but who knew that she actually laughed directly after listening to my guess.

I'm angry, I'm really angry, don't say much, my life is in danger if I don't do it well, she actually listens to it as a joke? And laughed out loud? She didn't take me seriously at all!

The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, and yelled directly at Ma Chengcheng, "Don't you think that your business is my business?" ”

Ma Chengcheng laughed and trembled: "You just have seen too much and let me tell you, and forget the palace of the Yama King of the Sichuan River, why don't you talk about Sansheng Shi Mengpo Soup...... Hahaha......"

I was so angry that my tone was shaking, "That weasel led me all the way to the old locust tree, don't you know?!" It worships me! You don't believe me! What if something happens to me!! ”

Ma Chengcheng said confidently: "It's impossible, you believe me." ”

"I believe in your size! You just stand and talk without back pain! ”

Ma Chengcheng reassured me, "It's really okay, I'll tell you, I went to see the locust tree yesterday afternoon, no problem." ”

I was so shocked to hear her say this, I was so frightened that I forgot to say, "What? You're going to the locust tree again? How did I not know? ”

Ma Chengcheng pouted, "Let you know that it's okay, and I'll definitely tell the adults." I know what's going on with that slate, listen to me. ”

In Ma Chengcheng's next narration, I also slowly learned the whole story.

It turned out that Ma Chengcheng took the time to go to the back mountain before dinner yesterday, and she didn't go this time to explore or find excitement. It's just that I was going to deliver things to other families at that time, and my mother was too lazy to walk, so she used a bag of snacks to send Ma Chengcheng to run errands for her. After some bargaining, Ma Chengcheng took another bag of ham and went out. The only way to go to that family is the road and the back mountain, the road is too far Ma Cheng is troublesome, she relied on her own courage, went around the road to the back mountain, passed by the old locust tree, and heard the sound of knocking on the stone slab in the distance.

Ma Chengcheng quietly tiptoed to see what was going on-

Skirting the old locust tree, she only had time to see a clump of brown hair flashing by.

I didn't know what that thing was, but I saw a hole in the soil under the locust tree, and there was still a bluestone the size of half a palm on the stone slab on the side.

It turns out that this thing is the culprit of the slate sound.

Ma Chengcheng decided to wait for the rabbit.

After waiting for nearly half an hour, the thing in the cave quietly poked its head out, and the sharp-eyed Ma Chengcheng recognized what it was at a glance.

It turned out that the prank was a four-legged animal, and the ghostly look was not clever.

Exactly a weasel.

The weasel looked left and right, and happened to have a big eye to a small eye with the horse who was waiting for the rabbit, and it was so frightened that it immediately retracted into the hole. Ma Chengcheng couldn't cry or laugh a little, took out a ham sausage from his pocket and peeled it and put it at the mouth of the hole, the weasel in the hole smelled the fragrance, and couldn't help but crawl out, it looked at the ham, and then looked at Ma Chengcheng, and stood up pitifully and half-straight.

Ma Cheng laughed at its appearance, and pushed the ham towards it, and the weasel lowered his head and took the ham sausage and turned back into the hole. Ma Chengcheng peeled a few more hams and put them at the entrance of the hole, and he didn't know if it was cooked or the weasel was bold, so he ran out of the hole after finishing the ham. The weasel walked around the entrance of the cave, walked to the stone slab and picked up the bluestone.

It began to knock on the slate.

Bang bang bang.

Ma Chengcheng put down another ham, got up and left, and before leaving, he vaguely saw a few small heads in the hole.

I was dumbfounded, and muttered, "This weasel is really good......"

Ma Chengcheng shook his head, "You are biased, you see that police dog is so smart, why don't you say that it has become a sperm?" ”

I retorted, "That's trained by people." ”

"That's right." Ma Chengcheng nodded, "There were people living next to the locust tree before, maybe the weasel learned from them." ”

I pouted, "You're coaxing me like a three-year-old, that person has nothing to do to knock on the slate." ”

Ma Chengcheng touched his chin, "This is where we need to use our brains, I guess that's what happened." ”

That's what she thought.

Although the weasel was still hiding from her, it was clear that it was not very afraid of people, and it was not the first time that it had seen the eating posture. So it is quite possible that someone fed the weasel food before that. The old locust tree is not far from the family, and wild animals generally do not choose such a close place to make a nest, and it is very likely that this weasel was raised by that family.

I interrupted her narrative disapprovingly, "Who would keep a weasel as a pet?" ”

Ma Chengcheng scratched his hair, "I'm guessing, it's definitely not enough to know what's going on." ”

I didn't dwell on the details, and said, "Then you can first tell me why you think it's a knock on the slate learned from others." ”

Ma Chengcheng smiled, "I'm not sure, if you want to know what's going on, we'd better take some time to go again." ”

I nodded, "We'll go together after dinner in the afternoon." ”

This is the end of this conversation.

Although the secret of knocking on the stone slab is clear, there are still many mysteries, such as why the weasel led me to its nest - if Ma Chengcheng is right, the old locust tree is its nest. Animals are territorial, and no matter how fearful they are of people, they will not be bold enough to lead people to their homes. Besides, how the hell did that weasel learn to knock on the slate?

A long time ago, Ma Chengcheng said that I am a person who is easy to get tenacious, and I have reached a dead end when I think about problems, and I am indeed very stubborn about this problem, and I want to find out.

The time soon came to the afternoon, and after eating, Ma Chengcheng and I came to the back mountain again.