This time it can't escape the palm of my hand.

We waited quietly, and seeing that I looked solemn and did not say a word, and Dai Ma was also very nervous, he slowly approached me, and stopped talking, and as soon as he opened his mouth, a dark shadow slammed into the door with a "bang".

It happened so suddenly, and although I was prepared, I was still unsure. Standing inside the door, we immediately flashed to the sides and watched what was in front of us together.

Sure enough, it was a huge weasel, but it was covered with white hair, and if you didn't look closely, you mistook it for a fox.

For a while, I didn't dare to act rashly, staring at the weasel in front of me. But I'm a little frustrated, it's not the original one.

Its every move looked very strange, as if it had just been bumped, and it staggered, a little in a trance, like a drunken person.

The scene was funny and weird, and it smelled of earth all over its body.

Strange, why does it smell like before?

I saw the weasel sitting on the ground with his legs kicking back and forth on the ground, rubbing his head tightly with his two paws, and making a "hissing" sound from time to time, and finally "poofing" and falling to the ground.

It's so useless, it's all good, the weasel was hit like this and hung up, is this considered suicide?

But looking at its undulating and orderly belly, it seems that it is just dizzy.

I thought there was a fierce battle, but now that "the victory and defeat have been decided", I am at a loss, no matter what, the enemy is very red when they meet, for it, I have had nightmares for many years, to see that I don't burn it to ashes.

I want to pour oil from the offering table on the weasel. But he was stopped by Daima.

Seeing that his brows were furrowed, he slowly squatted down, took the candle in his hand and shone it around the weasel, and finally said to himself: "Why do I think it looks like a person?" ”

I smiled and said, "Of course he looks like a human, I think he has become a sperm." ”

"No," Dai Ma shook his head again and again, and said to me sternly, "I don't mean that, I mean that this weasel is a bit like Wu Santong." ”

"This ...... Maybe Wu Santong raised it himself, and it is said that weasels become fine after a long time. Learn to be like you. Especially learning from its owner is not difficult. I explained.

"No," Dai Ma said in a more bizarre-sounding explanation: "Although I haven't had much contact with Wu Santong, one incident back then is still fresh in my memory. At that time in Jiangjia Village, I was still a beggar. He's still a dog three. One day at noon. I was sitting on the side of the road dozing off, and I happened to meet the dog three passing by, usually. If he was happy, he would have played a trick when he saw me, but that time, I don't know if he had taken gunpowder, and he blamed me for being unlucky enough to be bumped into by him, and I was beaten up. I thought it would be okay to let him get angry, but he didn't give up, and he didn't stop at all, so I resisted, grabbed a broken brick from the ground and threw it at his head......"

Hearing this, I probably understood what he meant.

Holding the brick in a posture, Dai Ma continued: "Just like what we just saw, he is also sitting on the ground, kicking the ground back and forth with his legs, rubbing his head tightly with both hands, and making 'hissing' sounds from time to time, just like this weasel!" ”

I asked, "Maybe it's just a coincidence, but then again, Wu Santong didn't just die in the stone temple, how could he become a weasel to scare us, this is too unreasonable." ”

"What you said is not unreasonable, maybe it's a coincidence, maybe I've been here for a long time, my brain is tied in a dead knot, I should go outside to breathe." As he spoke, Daima sighed and pushed the door open.

I said, "So what about this weasel, leave it alone?" ”

At this moment, a gust of wind blew in from outside the door, blowing away the white hair on the weasel's head, revealing a scar on the head, in the shape of a "one", because its hair is pure white, so the position of the scar is obvious, bare, if there is no white hair to cover, it is really unrecognizable.

I didn't see it clearly just now, but this time it's clear at a glance.

I hurriedly stopped Dai Ma, and when he looked back, his eyes opened in an instant, and he rushed into the door with lightning speed, touching the weasel's scar with one hand and his head with the other.

"That's right, that's right, it's completely right, his scar was also in this position back then, this is Wu Santong, there will definitely be no mistake." Daima said to me in a convincing manner.

I can't tell what was going on, but the whole thing wasn't as simple as it seemed. We came to Jiangjia Village because of a letter from Dr. Tang, that is, my uncle Jiang Wu, where I can find my background, my home, as for the rumors that I will find out that the mourning hall of Jiang Ren's family and the haunting of Jiang's house are completely windfall, there is no conspiracy behind it, and there is no careful planning.

Is it fate again, I have been doomed too many times, when will my life be dull, I thought that as soon as Wu Santong was removed, all the grievances would be brought to hell by him, but now, he may still be alive.

"Alive", a word that is a bit ridiculous when you think about it, for a person who can refine his body into a golden armor corpse in order to achieve his goal, how can he possess an unrelated weasel thousands of miles away to borrow the corpse to resurrect the soul.

The night had fallen, and the moonlight was slanting through the door, and the weasel's white fur glistened in the moonlight, a fur that was rare for a seasoned hunter, but I wasn't, and neither did Daima.

I found that the moonlight tonight was very bright and eerie, and as the moonlight continued to gather, the weasel suddenly shuddered, and it woke up.

"Run." I shouted.

I immediately went up and closed the door, and I could see how fast it was, and Dioma might not be able to catch up with it.

With a bang, I slammed the door shut, but fortunately I had time to listen and realize that I had done it too much, because Daima had stomped the weasel's long tail on the ground, and the weasel was croaking and turning the sky.

It's called Gui Shou, and even if it is released at this time, where can it escape?

But my idea was too simple, the weasel in front of me not only did not flee after finally breaking free, but jumped on the offering table at once, and happened to stand in the position where the blank spiritual position card was originally placed, or rather, it was deliberate, maybe just now it deliberately pretended to be dizzy, overheard our conversation, and wanted to know our details to sneak attack us.

Next, it seems that Daima and I are on the back foot, waiting for what this white-haired weasel will do, whether it will expel the stench against us and make us mess up, or ...... (To be continued......)