At this time, the moon showed its clouds, and gradually the shadow of the moon faded, and the eastern horizon showed a wheat-yellow shading, and it was evident that it was almost dawn, and the birds were chirping in the woods, and they were still foraging in the sweet potato fields. Suddenly, a man and a dog followed from the grass hut not far from the neighborhood, and when they approached the sweet potato field, the three moles hid in the burrow on the spot, and waited for the man and the dog to pass over, and then came out to move.

But the situation was not good, and as soon as the dog approached, he smelled a scent, which was clearly emanating from the mole squirrel. The dog immediately went into the sweet potato field, looked there, smelled here, went to a corner of the furrow, and bent down, and used his two front paws alternately to pick up the soil, and there was a hole, which was connected to another exit in the field, and a frightened little squirrel came out of the hole, and the dog chased after him, but he got into another hole, and never came out, and the dog barked vigorously, and the man roared vigorously, and they were very excited.

After a while, the man calmed down and came up with a clever way to catch the mole. Because of the shouting here, some of the people from other places came in groups with accompanying dogs, and the man pointed to the mouth of a cave and told everyone that there were small beasts with small eyes and pointed ears that infested the crops. The man said that he had a way, so he told each of them to take a load of water from the ditch in the field and pour it into the cave, and there were thirteen of them, and when they had poured twenty-six buckets of water, two monsters with small eyes and pointed ears emerged from the two caves, and their water-soaked bodies had not yet fully crawled out. One person recognized it and said it was a mole that was harmful to crops.

As soon as the words fell, the two yellow dogs each bit the two mole squirrels and dragged them out, they could no longer crawl, and a young man rose up and beat one of the big moles to death, its small eyes were still rolling white, and the other small one had been bitten by a yellow dog and died. Another mole crawled out of its burrow, and a yellow dog was about to take it away, when it was drunk by the owner of the sweet potato field who had just arrived. Some people say: Wancai, if such a harmful little beast is not killed, why should it be kept?

Wancai didn't say a word, squatted down, pinched the two ears of the mole squirrel, picked it up, and said to everyone: Hey! This is a living creature, and it has caused damage to my sweet potato field, and today I will take it to the street and sell it for money to offset my loss. Everyone said that this game, boiled in a big pot of fresh soup, can be sold at a good price.

The squirrel that Wancai is carrying is a small flower, and the body is wet and not dry, at this time the sun comes out, a sun, warm, and its fur is dry, so it twists its body desperately, Wancai uses hemp rope to tie its front and rear limbs, it can't get off, but Wancai finds that it bites the rope with its teeth, and it is about to bite off, so he finds an iron cage and stuffs it in, hangs it on the beam of the house, and prepares to finish the work, and then sell the goods.

At noon on this day, Wancai was tired, and he slept in the hall, and unconsciously entered a dream, and people dreamed, but they did not think that they were dreaming, and Wancai was like this. At this moment, he was in a hurry to remove the iron cage from the beam of the house and sell it, but to his great surprise, the mole looked at him and shed tears, and spoke—really unlucky, if it weren't for you—a farmer had blocked several caves, and we would have fled, no matter how many buckets of water people poured into the caves.

Wan Cai said, you are innocent of death, stealing sweet potatoes grown in this area, causing us a lot of losses. The mole didn't listen carefully, it was still remembering the horror of the episode: the mother and sister, including herself, were found by the dogs at that time, and because they couldn't win, they all went into the burrows in the field, but unexpectedly, all the exits of the burrows were blocked, and they cowered in the burrows, thinking that after a while, the dogs and people would leave the sweet potato field, and then they could return to the cave where they came and escape. But people are so good at scheming that by pouring water into the caves, they can't escape, or they will choke and drown in the water.

So, I had to climb desperately at the mouth of the cave where I came, but in the end it was difficult to save my life, and my mother and sister encountered an accident when they escaped from the cave.

Seeing that the mole was still showing a frightened look, Wan Cai shook the cage and said, "Didn't you speak just now, why are you dumb now?" The mole flicked his tail, suddenly became calm, and looked at him proudly, saying that there is nothing terrible in you catching me, this is just my due retribution.

What do you mean by that? Wancai's eyes widened, and when he saw that it was silent for a while, he asked it, since you know that you will be caught sooner or later, why do you still invade my family's sweet potato field?

The mole let out an eerie laugh and said that there was a reason for invading your sweet potato field.

Why? I would like to hear about it. Wan Cai was about to listen to the mole squirrel, and the mole suddenly turned into a weasel and stole many chickens...... As a result, the hunter Chen Jie, with the hound, chased to a woman's house on a snowy winter day, the weasel was caught and skinned alive, and the hunter Chen Jie also wanted to use its skin to make gloves...... Wancai still doesn't understand what the change in the mole is about.

So, the weasel turned back into a squirrel, and said to Wancai, my previous life was a weasel, your previous life was the hunter Chen Jie, and you were born in a family with a surname of Wan in this life, named Wancai. If you didn't plan to use my skin as a glove in your previous life, I wouldn't retaliate. What is revenge? It is to infringe on your sweet potato field. The mole also repeatedly said: When I was a weasel, I ate some other people's chickens, but you killed me and let people eat my meat, and the debt was offended, and there was no resentment, but you asked my skin to make gloves, can I not be resentful, in order to take revenge?

Suddenly, there was a "crackling" sound, Wancai woke up, looked up, saw the iron cage on the beam of the house fell to the ground, fortunately the iron cage has not been broken, the mole in the middle of the straight twist, maybe the iron cage fell from the beam, it was caused by the amplitude of its jumping. Wan Cai did not immediately pick up the iron cage, and a panic in his dream made him throb, and he had already shaken his mind to sell the mole squirrel, and he was confused about what to do with it.

At this time, he walked out of the gate with an iron cage and went on the road, the left front of the road is a column of mountains running east-west, in the armpit of the mountain range, stretching out a yellow flag, the flag has three bold characters of the Dragon King Temple. He suddenly made up his mind that he should ask the monks in the Dragon King Temple how to deal with this mole rat. Wan Cai glanced at the caged mole, its body curled up and dozed inside, as if nothing had happened, and now there was no trace of horror at all, it seemed peaceful, as if Wan Cai was not the one who disposed of it, but the owner who raised it.

Wancai walked straight towards the Dragon King Temple, the Dragon King Temple is a tile house that enters the upper and lower halls, the upper and lower halls each have four big wooden pillars, the big wooden pillars are embroidered with the dragon pattern, there is a monk standing next to each pillar, is concentrating on chanting the scriptures, the upper side of the hall is placed with clay sculptures, wood sculptures, stone sculptures, etc., the Buddha statues of all kinds and different faces but are kind and sacred, in front of the Buddha statue is a big incense burner, a stick of incense inserted in the incense burner, and wisps of green smoke come out.

An abbot in a robe, with kind eyebrows, sits between the incense burner and a row of Buddha statues, holding a rosary in one hand, and his mouth does not know what scriptures to read, rhythmically moving.

Wancai walked in, looked at the abbot who was silent and pious, and couldn't help but be in awe.