Chapter 63: A magical past (5)

The Zhao family’s young master rushed over, and Old Li was still in a daze. At this time, Li Lihou, who had always been very quiet and steady, rushed out and grabbed the Zhao family’s young master. It was rare that he was still a teenager, but he was able to hold the Zhao family’s young master, who was an adult, very steadily.

“Master, what should I do?” Li Lihou turned to look at Lao Li and asked.

“Let him go. Let him go.” Old Li said after a moment of thought.

“But…” Li Lihou was a little surprised by Lao Li’s decision, but still let go of the Zhao family’s son as he had been told.

The Zhao family’s son didn’t care what the old Li and the others were saying. He rushed over and grabbed the weasel in his arms, caressing it lovingly and saying in a very affectionate tone, “Shu’er, you’ve suffered. Let’s go. I’ll take you back.”

But the weasel was not grateful at all. It struggled in the arms of the young master, and its eyes had regained their clarity. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the weasel was desperately trying to escape.

As expected, the weasel only struggled a few times and broke free from the Zhao family’s embrace. It ran away in a flash, and no one knew how much strength the weasel had, but the Zhao family’s son was actually able to break free like that.

“Shu’er, Shu’er, why are you running?” The young master of the Zhao family only chased a few steps before being caught by the already-fainting Zhao family patriarch. Unfortunately, he didn’t care at all, just thinking to himself, muttering to himself, and suddenly he looked up in surprise and said, “I know, Shu’er is just scared. That demon wants to harm him. Run, run, Shu’er, the farther you run, the better. Hide well, I will find you.”

“You beast!” Zhao’s grandfather was so angry that he was about to slap him again, but he couldn’t catch his breath and couldn’t bring his hand down.

At this moment, Chen Liren walked over and supported the old man, gently placing one hand on his chest and stroking it a few times. The technique seemed to have a smooth and mellow flavor, and unexpectedly, the old man recovered.

Old Li walked a few steps forward and went to the front of the Zhao family’s son, saying, “My maze is not enchanting, not enchanting ghosts, not enchanting anything, it will only lock up your Shu’er, and she won’t be able to go anywhere. If it’s not the weasel, it’s useless to lock it up, do you know why?”

“Why?” The Zhao family’s son immediately perked up when he heard the question about “Shu’er.”

“Do you remember the day I stopped you? I took this off you and used two of them in this formation, so this formation will only target it.” With that, Old Li reached out and handed it to the Zhao family’s son. In his hand were several yellow hairs.

“It seems that you don’t hold it less often,” said Lao Li calmly, and with a flick of his hand, the few hairs floated in the air and slowly fell down.

At this time, Mrs. Zhao also came over in a panic, saying, “Someone said they knew the origin of the weasel.”

The person who remembered the weasel was an old servant of the Zhao family. When he mentioned it, many people had an impression and echoed it.

The incident happened three years ago. During that time, the Zhao family lost many chickens and many died. People living in the countryside have seen this kind of thing many times, and they knew at once that it was the weasel.

When it comes to weasels, country folk hate them. Not only do they steal chickens and dogs, they are also particularly vicious! Why? Because weasels not only steal, but when they feel like it, they will bite and kill a few, even if they don’t eat them!

That is why country folk hate weasels the most.

However, this incident did not initially attract the Zhao family’s attention. After all, the Zhao family had some wealth and did not particularly care about the dozen or so chickens. They simply ordered the servants to catch the ‘culprit’ as soon as possible, promising a reward if they caught it and forbidding it to harm the livestock again.

But the weasel was very cunning, and it usually went out at night. The servants couldn’t possibly stay up all night to guard against it, so who knew when it would come? So someone had the idea of getting a dog, not expecting to catch it, but at least to give a warning.

This idea was approved. Coincidentally, the Zhao family had a large wolf dog at the time, which was said to be a famous breed.

First, the Zhao family didn’t have any other dogs.

Second, the young master of the Zhao family was quite approachable.

For these two reasons, the Zhao family servant had the courage to tell the Zhao family son, and the Zhao family son agreed. He said, “My black tiger is the fiercest, and it can fight with wolves. A mere weasel, just leave it to it.”

So, the dog was taken to the chicken coop to guard it at night. The first two days were fine, the dog didn’t bark, and the chickens didn’t die. But on the third night, something happened that made the young master of the Zhao family very angry!

The dog was bitten to death, and it only had time to bark a few times before it was bitten to death. The place it was bitten was the most fatal throat!

Not to mention the dog’s high value, just in the past few years, the dog and the Zhao family’s son have developed a very deep relationship. When the dog was bitten to death, the Zhao family’s son could not help but be angry.

At the time, someone said, “This weasel must have become a demon, otherwise how could it have bitten a wolf dog to death? Young master, this demon weasel is not to be trifled with, so let’s just forget about it.”

Why did they say that? It was because the young master of the Zhao family had decided to take five male servants and five strong men from the village, and with these eleven men, he would guard the chicken coop and not rest until he had killed the weasel!

Overall, the young master of the Zhao family was reasonable and did not blame anyone. He knew that the weasel was the culprit, but the country folk were superstitious and were just a little afraid.

After much persuasion, the young master of the Zhao family was determined to do this, so everyone had to grit their teeth and go through with it.

In this way, 11 people guarded the chicken coop for 5 days without any results. On the sixth day, everyone was mentally exhausted. Resting during the day was no match for the effects of resting at night.

That night, even Mr. and Mrs. Zhao came to persuade them to give up.

Coincidentally, it was in the middle of the night that the weasel appeared. With the help of the 11 people and the trap, they really caught it.

At that time, the weasel was not as big as it is now, just a little bigger than normal, but the fur on its back was still light yellow, a little white, but not as white as it is now.

No wonder people couldn’t remember it at the time!

After catching the weasel, it seemed to be very humane. First, it was shaking with fear, and then it even made a bowing gesture, with two tears in its eyes.

Unfortunately, some old weasels occasionally make this kind of bowing gesture, so people are not surprised. Besides, the hatred of the country people for weasels is so deep-rooted that they naturally do not sympathize with it, and no one says anything.

Only Mrs. Zhao could not bear to see it suffer and said, “I think we should let it go. Look at it, it seems to have realized its mistake.”

As soon as she finished speaking, the weasel nodded repeatedly, which surprised everyone watching.

But the young master of the Zhao family picked up a large wooden stick and refused to give in: “Black Tiger and I have such a deep relationship, so loyal to me, if I don’t avenge it, it’s not right. Besides, what about the chickens that were bitten to death? His life is his life, but Black Tiger’s life and the chickens’ lives are not?

The Zhao family’s son was very stubborn, as seen in his attitude towards Shu’er. Seeing that she couldn’t persuade him, the old lady Zhao let it go.

Carrying a large wooden club, the young master of the Zhao family walked towards the weasel. At this point, the weasel’s tears flowed even more profusely, but the young master of the Zhao family was not moved at all.

The first blow made the weasel cry out in pain, and blood immediately spurted from the corners of its mouth. Old Madam Zhao couldn’t bear to watch and turned away.

But then, in the second blow, an accident occurred. The weasel actually spat out a cloud of smoke. The smoke was not only foul-smelling, but also had a particularly large range, and almost everyone in the courtyard could smell it.

What was particularly unusual was that the 鈥榮moke鈥� also made those who smelled it feel dizzy and nauseous, and some people actually vomited.

“It stinks! It’s much worse than a normal weasel!”

“Why do I feel like throwing up?”

“Oh…”

The courtyard was noisy for a while. The situation of Mr. Zhao was the most serious. Not only did he vomit, but he was also about to faint. Who let him get so close to the weasel?

However, he still hit it with his stick before, even harder than the first time, but he missed the target.

At this time, someone saw that the weasel had actually bitten the rope and ran away. The leg was obviously lame, and it was obvious that the second blow of the Zhao family’s son had hit the weasel’s leg.