The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

Li Muchen smiled and said: "You can't even break through the formation I set up casually, how can you fight me to the death?"

The statue said: "I accidentally fell into your trap. If you are really capable, let me go. Let's fight!"

Li Muchen shook his head. This guy's quackery was unknown where he learned it.

"Don't you dare?" The statue said again, "Just now in Li's house, I was defeated by you accidentally. If I had been prepared, I would not have lost."

Li Muchen didn't say anything, just watched it perform.

"Look, look, look, I've known for a long time that you don't dare to even block my farts, how can you beat me, hahaha!"

The statue babbled a lot of irritating words again. Seeing that Li Muchen was still not fooled, he finally got discouraged and said:

"Hey, after all, I have a temple here, and I can be considered a deity. Can you give me some face?"

"If you are so disrespectful, it will be difficult for you to get along on the road in the future."

"I asked you, why do you look like a piece of wood? You actually talk!"

"Okay, okay, I'm convinced, I'm convinced! Okay? Tell me, what do you want?"

"Shangxian! Shangxian, please forgive me. I'm just a mouse. I've never done anything bad. At most, I just watched Widow Wang bathing and stole some bacon from Aunt Six's house. But I can cook for them. It’s hard to live a good life!”

"Okay, okay, I confess, I admit, that old man Liu Tou got two chickens from the countryside. I was greedy and stole them from them a few times, but it was a mutual pleasure and I didn't force them. In the end, Old Liu Tou stewed them all by himself, and I cried several times!"

……

The weasel murmured while hiding under the statue.

Seeing that Li Muchen remained indifferent, he finally shut up.

After a few minutes of silence, the weasel let out a long sigh and said, "Okay, I admit defeat, you can draw a line."

Li Muchen knew that the demon's anger had been exhausted, so he raised his hand to close the magic circle and pulled the weasel out of the ground.

"Do you really think you can challenge me to a duel?" he asked, grabbing the skin of the back of the weasel's neck.

Weasel raised his hand in the air and said, "I told you to admit defeat. I definitely wouldn't dare to fight in a one-on-one fight. What do you mean?"

Li Muchen laughed and carried the weasel back to the Li family's old house.

When he got to the yard, he threw the weasel to the ground and said, "Before you ran away just now, you seemed to have sworn that if you told a lie, you would be struck by thunder, right?"

"Yes, that's what I said," Weasel lay on the ground, "It didn't thunder, which means I didn't lie. God is my witness."

"Hmph, slick tongue!"

Li Muchen raised his hand to create thunder out of thin air, and a bolt of lightning struck in front of the weasel.

"Fuck!"

The weasel cursed, jumped up in surprise, and fell to the ground with a squeak.

This time he didn't even dare to fart.

The person in front of me is really good at magic, but unlike him, he uses his tail as a broom and his farts as cannons. He also cheats the people with food, drinks and hens. If he really wants to fight with magic, he will be killed by a thunderbolt.

"If you have anything to say to the Immortal, just ask, I will tell you everything I know."

"I'm not an immortal. I told you, my surname is Li and my name is Li Muchen."

Li Muchen introduced himself to the family just to see the weasel's reaction. If this thing is the same as the shadow demon, then he should know his name.

The weasel was really shocked.

"What's your name?" He almost jumped up, "Your name is Li Muchen?!"

"Li Muchen...Li Muchen..."

The weasel began to circle on the ground, pacing back and forth like a person encountering something troubled, and kept rubbing its two front paws.

"I've heard of this name, Li Muchen... Li Muchen... yes, it's Li Muchen, I know, I've heard of it..."

The yellow rat murmured to himself.

Suddenly he looked up at Li Muchen, his two small round eyes staring closely at him without blinking.

Li Muchen frowned and said, "No need to look, I am Li Muchen. Where are your accomplices?"

"Accomplice? What accomplice?"

Weasel asked in confusion, his eyes still staring at Li Muchen, as if he wanted to see every detail and every pore on Li Muchen's face.

"It's a bit like! Very similar! Well...that's right, it's you!"

The weasel jumped up suddenly, jumped to the same level as Li Muchen, pointed at Li Muchen's nose and said.

Li Muchen was startled by him: "What are you doing?"

"Master! You are the master!" the weasel shouted excitedly.

"What?" Li Muchen was shocked. Could it be that this thing knows my parents?

"You are Mrs. Gong's son. I have seen your name tag before. When Mrs. Gong was about to give birth, Master Li named you. Hahahaha, I thought everyone in the Li family was dead, but I didn't expect you to still be alive. ! Madam Gong’s son is still alive!”

"What are you talking about? What palace lady?" Li Muchen asked doubtfully.

"Master! You don't know everything, do you? You are Madam Gong's son! I, I -" Weasel pointed at himself, "I am Ah Huang, Xiao Huang who was inspired by Madam Gong!"

Li Muchen felt a little excited, and slowly weaved a simple story in his mind. His mother's surname was Gong or Gong, and this weasel became a spirit after being inspired by his mother.

But he still kept calm, because the weasel's words may not be trustworthy. Judging from the previous contact, this little thing is very cunning!

And how to explain the demonic energy hidden in this thing?

Therefore, Li Muchen just looked at the weasel coldly and said: "Don't be surprised. What do you know? Just tell it from the beginning. I listen. Remember, if you tell a lie, you will be struck by lightning." .”

"Okay, okay, let me start from the beginning."

The weasel changed his previous nervousness and became cheerful now.

"I was originally an ordinary weasel, living in a nearby alley, catching mice, and occasionally going to other people's homes to steal some sausages or something. I never dared to come to this house, but one day, this house There was a big banquet, many chefs were invited, and many delicious dishes were cooked, and the fragrance spread for ten miles."

The weasel seemed to remember the delicious food, sniffing and sniffing, looking intoxicated.

"I couldn't bear it anymore, so I slipped in through the back door and stole a chicken that had just come out of the pot. I was hiding in a corner and eating it when someone discovered me. I was caught and locked in the kitchen. They said they wanted to stew me, and said the skin on my body was so good that they wanted to peel it off and offer it to today’s distinguished guests.”

Li Muchen thought to himself that he would be able to understand human speech at that time, and it seemed that he had already developed his spiritual wisdom. In folk terms, it has become refined. If it is stewed and cooked, it would be a bit wasteful.

The weasel continued:

"I was ready to die at that time. Anyway, I filled my stomach. Speaking of which, the cook's skills are really good. Being able to eat such delicious chicken and being a stuffed weasel makes this life worthwhile.

Later, a woman came to the kitchen and took me away. She took me to the inner house and met the palace lady. Oh, she wasn't Mrs. Gong at that time, so they called her Miss Gong.

I am a weasel, and generally, in my eyes, chickens are prettier than people.

But as soon as I saw Miss Gong, I was astonished.

Oh my god, there are such beautiful people in this world!

At that time, all I could think about was that if I loved her, I would rather be stewed into a pot of meat and become this woman's meal. "