The weasel put on its watermelon rind hat and tidied its clothes before answering Tuantuan's question.
A ghost wants to kill you.
round and round:?
That's it?
"I already knew about this."
One after another, these strange things came knocking on their door, and Tuantuan, being so clever, naturally knew about it long ago.
Xiao Mei scoffed, glaring at the weasel: "Hey, I'm not trying to be mean, but what kind of news is this?"
She's a ghost, yet she knows that many ghosts come to Tuantuan's place wanting to eat Tuantuan's flesh, okay?
weasel:"……"
It stood under the moonlight, its hands clasped in a gesture of goodwill, as if afraid that Tuantuan might kill it if it became displeased.
But it doesn't dare to say anything recklessly.
My head is a little dizzy, could you give me some time to think?
Xiao Mei kicked him: "You still dare to dream? You've been dreaming for ten or eight years! Our little one's all grown up now, are you going to stay here and freeload? You're ugly, but you've got some serious dreams."
The weasel was so angry it was convulsing. It thought that Xiao Mei must have been a resentful woman before she died, having never received her husband's love for many years and harboring deep resentment. So it started to frantically cause trouble.
Commonly known as menopause.
The weasel dared not speak out against its anger, and no matter how much Xiaomei kicked it, it could only endure it.
"Young man, I know of a ghost general. I've also heard that it has captured many ghostly creatures to help it, sending them out to wreak havoc on the human world—setting fires today and killing people tomorrow."
The little dumpling looked startled, then turned to look at Xiaomei: "Doesn't it look like the vengeful ghost who set the fire yesterday?"
[It looks quite similar to me. Should we have it come forward as a witness?]
Tuantuan nodded, but then felt that this might not work.
The little dumpling asked, "Can you recognize those ghosts controlled by the ghost general?"
Speaking of this, the weasel patted his thin frame and assured everyone: "Putting everything else aside, just this photographic memory ability alone—I dare say I'm second to none, and no other immortal dares to claim first."
Xiao Mei chuckled coldly: "It's probably because you've been imprisoned before, so you know who the other prisoners are."
The weasel's expression changed several times, looking quite embarrassed. It arrogantly raised its head, pretending not to understand.
Who said that! I'm clearly more capable than anyone else! Is it so hard for you to admit my excellence?
[If you want me to acknowledge your excellence, that's fine, but if you can get to know even one of the imprisoned monsters, then I'll acknowledge your excellence.]
The weasel got impatient and angrily said, "Go now! This great immortal definitely knows them!"
Xiao Mei raised her eyebrows at Tuan Tuan; her scheme had succeeded.
Wong Tai Sin? Bah! He's clearly just a piece of yellow shit.
Xiao Mei didn't say anything. Anyway, she was very smart, and the weasel was just a little fool.
"Son, go to sleep first. We'll go to the special department to find Gao Jianyun tomorrow morning."
"Okay, I'm going to sleep now."
Tuantuan yawned and was taken back to bed by Xiaomei.
As for Wong Tai Sin, Xiao Mei watched it the whole time.
If you don't sleep, I won't sleep either, let's both become bald darlings!
The weasel felt uneasy and its fur stood on end as Xiao Mei stared at it.
It found a corner and was about to shrink in to rest for a while when it was swatted away by Old Eight's paw.
This is my doghouse, you big idiot.
weasel:……
Great! Now anyone can bully it?
Waaaaah, she's so pitiful!
...
Yang Chengze got up at five o'clock. After getting up, he went for a run and then did Baduanjin exercises in the garden to strengthen his body.
Suddenly, he saw a yellow ball running rapidly towards him, standing in front of him with its hands clasped in front of it. With its pointed mouth and monkey-like face, it looked like no good.
Hey handsome, do I look more like a human or a god?
Yang Chengze: ?
What is that?
Isn't that a weasel?
Hey handsome, do I look more like a human or a god?
Yang Chengze was stunned, his mouth moving faster than his brain: "Like a human."
The weasel was satisfied.
Sure enough, this handsome guy has good taste!
【Handsome guy, you have such good taste! This great immortal wishes you a promotion, wealth, a happy marriage, and ten babies in one pregnancy. You have such excellent judgment, unlike this little one in the family who has absolutely no taste.】
Yang Chengze: ?
Yang Chengze gritted his teeth, his face expressionless: "What did she say?"
[She actually said I looked like poop! She has no taste at all! Humph! And she even saw me naked! Waaaaah, I'm so ashamed to face anyone, my innocence is ruined!]
Yang Chengze: ? ? ?
Yang Chengze reached out, grabbed Dahuang by its paw, and led it towards the pond, where he threw it directly into the water.
The koi were swimming happily when they smelled a foul odor. Oh no!
The koi fish, in a fit of anger, swept its tail, causing the weasel to swallow several mouthfuls of water.
The weasel swam frantically and reached the other side of the pond.
Its fur was completely wet, clinging to its thin body. It angrily pointed its front paw at Yang Chengze: "What are you doing!"
"How dare you pollute my sister's eyes? My sister is right, you're not human at all, you're more like poop!"
The moment Yang Chengze thought about how Tuantuan had actually seen that weasel's... you know, he wanted to clean his sister's eyes.
"Your sister?" The weasel was stunned. She was actually the little fairy's sister!
That mouth of itss really doesn't keep its mouth shut!
The weasel quickly tried to appease Yang Chengze: "Handsome, calm down, stay composed. The little fairy is still young, and it's dark; she didn't see anything."
It would have been better if this hadn't been mentioned, but now that it's been brought up, Yang Chengze just wants to kill the weasel.
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