Layout diagram of Old Cui's house
Cute weasel
Weasel, also known as yellow weasel or yellow fairy.
The five guardian spirits of Northeast China are fox, weasel, white fox, willow, and gray fox, with the weasel ranking second.
These five guardian spirits are the fox, weasel, hedgehog, snake, and rat, also known in folklore as Third Master Hu, Fourth Master Huang, Fifth Master Bai, Seventh Master Liu, and Eighth Master Hui.
The fox spirit upholds justice, the yellow spirit controls the world, the white spirit heals the sick, the willow spirit exorcises evil, and the gray spirit brings wealth.
People in Northeast China are almost all familiar with these things; even women and children know them.
The stories about the Five Guardian Spirits of Northeast China, which originated from shamanism, have a long history, and many shamanic practitioners in Northeast China enshrine the Five Guardian Spirits in their homes.
Of course, due to the influence of the Great Revolution, which is the famous saying that has been passed down through generations, "spirits are not allowed after the founding of the People's Republic of China," many families no longer worship these spirits, or openly worship them. However, the reverence that Northeasterners have for the Five Guardian Spirits is still deeply ingrained in their bones.
The light outside was turned on by Old Cui.
He drank three large enamel mugs of tea that night, and in the middle of the night he felt the urge to urinate, so he got up and went out to pee. As soon as he untied the light cord in the main room, the light was blindingly bright. He squinted and opened the door to go outside.
This step was quite significant. As soon as they stepped out the door, they saw a group of Wong Tai Sin monks bowing in a very organized and rhythmic manner towards the west room.
He thought he was dreaming!
Startled, he quickly rubbed his eyes, blinked hard, and looked closely. Sure enough, it was a circle of Wong Tai Sin bowing!
Old Cui pinched his arm; the flesh hurt, proving that he wasn't dreaming.
He let out a loud "Aow!" and the hair on his head almost stood up.
He didn't want to pee anymore, and kept shouting, "Oh my god! Wong Tai Sin! Oh my god! Why are there so many Wong Tai Sins!"
At this moment, Li Jin and the others also woke up and stared at the weasel standing upright outside the window.
Like a rabbit, Lao Cui darted into the west room in a few steps, jumped onto the kang (a heated brick bed), and grabbed Li Jin's hand. "Squad Leader, what have you guys done to offend? Why are there so many witches all of a sudden?"
Li Jin, a soldier, had encountered such supernatural things before. Although he was a little surprised, he remained calm. He squeezed Lao Cui's hand tightly and comforted him, "They're just a pack of weasels, don't be afraid! We've fought wild boars and tigers, what's there to be afraid of!"
Zhou Hongsong also recovered from his initial surprise and said nonchalantly, "Uncle Cui, we have guns, what are you afraid of!"
Old Cui was so frightened that he waved his hands repeatedly, "Oh my god, you idiot! You dare to spout nonsense like that! You even dare to use a gun? If you dare to hurt Huang Daxian, I guarantee your whole family will never have a good day!"
Folklore says that weasels are the most vengeful and the most adept at manipulating people's minds.
The so-called "weasel spirit control" means that weasels can possess people, tempt their minds, make them delirious, and even cause them to develop hysteria and go mad.
He Chaochao sneered, "Even gods and ghosts are afraid of evil people! They come to our homes to scare us first, so even if we kill them, it won't be our fault!"
Uncle Cui really didn't know how to judge these hotheads, so he had to persuade them to stop!
Don't act rashly!
At this moment, Aunt Cui and Cui Xinni, who had heard the commotion, also got dressed and hurriedly came to the west room. They stopped He Chaochao with great concern, saying, "You can't kill it. We still have to send the spirit away properly."
"Yes, yes, yes! We still have wine at home, but no chicken. I wonder if wild boar meat would work?"
"Finally, two kindred spirits have arrived," Uncle Cui said hurriedly.
Weasels love to eat chicken, but there's no chicken at home. I wonder if offering some wild boar meat to the Weasel God would be a pleasant surprise for him?
Li Xiangdong stared intently at the weasel outside the window, which was still bowing repeatedly, without saying a word.
Zhou Hongsong nudged Li Xiangdong's lower back. "What's wrong? Too scared to speak?"
Only then did everyone turn their attention to Li Xiangdong.
Uncle Cui exclaimed in surprise, "Oh dear, squad leader, quickly check if Dongzi's soul has been stolen by the Weasel spirit!"
"Don't talk nonsense!"
"Oh, I'm fine!"
The voices of Li Jin and Li Xiangdong rang out simultaneously.
Li Xiangdong was silent just now because he had been thinking about something.
So what are these weasels worshipping?
As a hardcore reader of the "Ghost Blows Out the Light" series, Li Xiangdong is naturally very familiar with the book "The Grave of the Yellow Weasel". In addition, many other novels also contain stories about yellow weasels worshipping the moon, yellow weasels demanding titles, and yellow weasels seeking revenge.
So when he suddenly saw so many weasels in the middle of the night in the Xingan Mountains, his first feeling was the unreal feeling of being transported into a novel.
My next thought was, could it be that the weasel is asking for a title?
Won't!
The weasel didn't say a word either!
Could it be moon worship?
But when he looked up at the moon on the horizon, he saw it was a waning crescent, hidden in the clouds, its light dim and not even as bright as the stars beside it!
Am I the chosen one who has been reborn, and can they become immortals by worshipping me?
Pfft!
Li Xiangdong couldn't help but chuckle.
However, he rejected this absurd idea as soon as it came to mind.
Therefore, the weasel must be worshipping something that is extremely attractive or beneficial to it.
Thinking about what in the house could attract a weasel, Li Xiangdong racked his brains and came up with a guess.
Seeing that Li Xiangdong's eyes were clear and his speech was normal, Uncle Cui put aside his suspicions. He said with a worried look, "We've made such a commotion, why aren't these weasel spirits leaving?"
Most animals would have run away as soon as they heard the sound of human activity, but these old men remained unmoved.
Li Xiangdong yawned, "Let them worship if they want, it won't affect our sleep anyway! Go back to sleep!"
Uncle Cui: ......
Aunt Cui and Uncle: ......
Cui Xinni: ......
Li Jin: ......
Zhou Hongsong immediately agreed, "If you turn off the light, you won't be able to see it. Out of sight, out of mind. Go to sleep!"
He Chaochao hesitated for a moment, "Won't it shorten our lifespan if they kowtow to us?"
Zhou Hongsong said gruffly, "Grandma! Let's see if it dares!"
Faced with such a group of unconventional and reckless individuals, the Cui family of three couldn't say anything more, but they didn't go back to the east room either.
Well, being with this group of fearless, energetic, and reckless guys actually makes me feel quite safe.
As soon as the lights went out, Zhou Hongsong's snoring could be heard in the darkness.
Uncle Cui's eyes widened, and he felt a chill run down his spine. He didn't know how much time had passed before he gradually drifted off to sleep.
After an unknown amount of time, Uncle Cui suddenly felt something furry tickling his face.
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