Northeast Golden Gradient Treats My Home as a Confinement Center

Chapter 53: Five Northeastern Immortals, Wong Tai Sin
Fifth uncle’s home.

A slender little animal stood up, with its two paws clasped in front of its chest, as if bowing.

It has a thin head and a long neck, about 40 cm long, short limbs, short and wide ears, and a circle of black hair around the eyes on its face, like a black mask. It has a thick and long tail, and dark brown fur that is shiny and glossy.

Weasel, weasel!

People also call it yellow skin!

Wong Tai Sin!
At this moment, suppressed by the fierce aura of the fat lynx, the weasel not only let go of the big rooster in its mouth, but also stood up humanely, with its two hind legs supporting the ground, and its front legs together, saluting to please the lynx in front of it.

The fat lynx's prey are hares and rodents. It can be said that, whether in terms of body size or genes, the fat lynx is the natural enemy of the weasel, which is a kind of blood suppression.

Facing its natural enemy, the weasel had no chance to escape, so it had to let go of the rooster it was biting, admitted its mistake in time, and presented the plucked rooster to the fat lynx in a fawning manner. Unfortunately, the fat lynx was on a diet and looked down on the rooster, slapping the rooster away.

"This weasel is really weird, no wonder it can become one of the five immortals of Northeast China." Shen Xing's face changed slightly when he saw the slender little beastman stand up and bow to the little lynx to curry favor.

The look on the weasel's face when admitting its mistake is so similar to that of a human!

At the same time, Shen Xing was also surprised by the weasel's intelligence. When the weasel saw that it couldn't run away, it knew to admit its mistake. Its IQ was not comparable to that of ordinary wild animals.

However, weasels are cunning by nature. Shen Xing saw that although the little guy seemed to be admitting his mistake, his little eyes were actually rolling around in the yard, observing the expression of the giant lynx and the environment, looking for an opportunity to escape.

"Stop it, don't let it run away!"

When the weasel found an opportunity to run away on its four short legs, Shen Xing spoke in time and shouted to the fat lynx.

Seeing this, the fat lynx bared its teeth, growled, and slapped the weasel's long tail with one claw, pressing it down hard, and refused to let go of its claws no matter how hard the weasel struggled.

Seeing that there was no hope of escape, the weasel stared at Shen Xing with its small eyes, baring its teeth and revealing its ferocious canines. The wildness unique to mustelid beasts was fully revealed at this moment.

Immediately afterwards, its tail, which was pressed down, shook vigorously, and its buttocks were slightly raised, trying to spray out the smelly liquid.

"Little guy, I advise you not to fart, otherwise the lynx will really bite your head off."

At this moment, Shen Xing's voice came into the weasel's ears.

The weasel stopped moving and looked at Shen Xing in surprise, shocked and confused.

Seeing that the chicken thief was caught, Uncle Wu smiled widely. He quickly ran over and said to Shen Xing with a smile:

"Nephew, your mountain cat is awesome. I tried so hard to catch it but failed. You caught it right away."

"Okay, okay, this beast has harmed a lot of my chickens. I'm going to kill it now!" Uncle Wu said angrily.

As he said this, he was about to pick up the shovel and hit the weasel hard on the forehead, making its head burst and its brains spurt out!

The weasel had a terrified look on its face, struggling frantically under the claws of the fat lynx, making a sharp and piercing sound, whining like a child, looking at Shen Xing with pitiful eyes, putting his hands on his chest, and bowing to beg for mercy. "Uncle Wu, please spare its life."

Shen Xing knew that Wu Bo was an "atheist" and did not believe in feudal superstitions, but the weasel in front of him was one of the "Five Northeastern Immortals" after all, and was a "good omen" in their Muwu Village. It didn't matter if he killed the weasel, but if the villagers knew about it, he would be cyber-bullied!

Xiangrui finally came down the mountain and entered the village, and you beat him to death? You are destroying the feng shui of the village and ruining our fortune!

Feudal superstition is very serious in backward rural areas, let alone their wooden house village at the foot of Changbai Mountain.

The villagers of Muwu Village would hold a sacrifice half a day in advance and offer tribute to the mountain god before going up the mountain to collect herbs and dig ginseng.

In this land, killing a Wong Tai Sin would be a big disaster!

"This is Wu Xian." Seeing that Wu Bo was still hesitating, Shen Xing reminded him.

Uncle Wu sighed, put down the shovel he was holding high, shook his head helplessly and said:

"This beast has killed seven or eight of my chickens this year, even the hens that had just laid eggs."

Uncle Wu said with great regret that this weasel was a habitual offender and the chickens he raised had been harmed by it many times, causing heavy losses.

When Shen Xing heard what his fifth uncle said, he was shocked. Wong Tai Sin is a repeat offender?

He looked coldly at the weasel, which lowered its head, avoided his gaze, and looked very guilty.

"Fifth uncle, you are right. Letting this beast go is like letting a tiger return to the mountains." Shen Xing nodded repeatedly.

"Then I'll let the lynx bite its head off, so it won't come to steal your chickens again in the future."

Shen Xing suddenly changed the subject and spoke quietly.

When the weasel heard this, his pupils shrank drastically and he became extremely frightened. His little body trembled constantly and a sharp squeaking sound came from his mouth.

"Meow."

The fat lynx held the weasel's tail with its paw and yawned lazily.

"Forget it, forget it. Our big rooster is still alive and nothing happened. Let's let the beast go." Uncle Wu waved his hand. He knew that killing was not a good thing. After all, the chicken thief was one of the "Five Immortals" and had a famous background. What's more, many people in the village were superstitious and thought it was better to have less trouble than more. They were afraid of getting into trouble, so he endured the anger and let it go.

"That won't do! This beast has killed so many of your chickens. We can't stand this!"

"If you ask me, we should kill it now, peel off the skin and make gloves for you, chop the meat, wash it, and stew it in an iron pot. I've eaten goose stewed in an iron pot, but I've never eaten stewed weasel." Shen Xing said with a smile, with the corner of his mouth slightly raised.

The weasel that was pinned down by it reacted even more violently. When it heard that Shen Xing wanted to skin it and eat its flesh, it bared its teeth at Shen Xing and grabbed forward frantically with its two little paws. Even if it had to sacrifice its tail, it would bite this ruthless and cold-blooded human to death!
"Forget it, this beast loves to fart and the meat is smelly. I won't eat it." Uncle Wu shook his head slightly and said with disgust in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)