I use the fox fairy to suppress all ghosts

As soon as I heard Wang Guodong say this, I knew something bad had happened.

Wang Guodong must have offended something unclean.

Wang Guodong then told us, “If I had brought back such a big lynx, my wife and I could have eaten it for several days. Unfortunately, we encountered a pack of wolves and it was intercepted. When I got home, my pregnant wife was almost starving. At that time, I searched my bag to see if I could find any more parts of the lynx's body, but there were none. While searching for the lynx's body, I suddenly found a weasel in the bag.”

"When I first found that weasel, it was barely alive. By the time I got home, it was completely dead. I was planning to take it home and try to save it, since weasels are considered unlucky. There's a local belief that weasels repay kindness. But it died on the way. When I took the weasel's body out, it was completely cold."

"Hey buddy, you didn't eat that weasel's roe, did you?" Third Master Qiao asked with a surprised look.

Wang Guodong nodded, sighed, and said, "There was no other way. My wife was almost starving and pregnant. I couldn't let the baby suffer. I had no choice at the time. I thought, I didn't kill the weasel. It was the lynx that killed it. I brought it back out of kindness. If I hadn't brought it back, it would have died in the old forest anyway. Since it was already dead, it would be a waste to throw it away. I might as well give it to my wife to nourish her body. So I skinned and gutted the dead weasel, stewed it into a soup, gave it to my wife, and drank the soup."

"Brother, you've got some nerve! Don't you know how powerful Huang Daxian is? You actually dared to eat it?" Even Master Qiao's expression changed.

“Third brother, those were poor years. Then the mountains were snowed in, and we couldn’t find anything to eat. Even if I were killed by a weasel, it would be better than starving to death, right? My wife survived for two more days thanks to the weasel’s meat. Later, I caught a roe deer, and we finally got through the period of food shortage. I really didn’t kill the weasel; I didn’t have the guts.” Wang Guodong quickly explained.

“Even if you didn’t kill the weasel, you still ate its flesh. Everyone knows that weasels are evil and hold grudges. Your family is in this state because you offended the Weasel Spirit, and it’s taking revenge on your family,” Uncle Qiao added.

"Anyway, we've already eaten it, so who cares about that anymore? I haven't seen any weasels come looking for trouble. But there's something I've always remembered. The night I ate the weasel meat, I think I had a dream. In the dream, an old woman in yellow clothes was staring at me fiercely, which kept me from sleeping soundly all night. I was in a daze for several days afterward," Wang Guodong said again.

Upon hearing this, Third Master Qiao was dumbfounded and looked at me: "Young Master Wu, do you think the woman in yellow clothes that my cousin dreamed about was the Weasel spirit he ate?"

I shook my head and denied it, saying, "Impossible. If the weasel he ate had that ability, it wouldn't have been killed by a lynx. It's very likely that it was a descendant of the Weasel Immortal. Weasels are evil and hold grudges. They can harm several generations. It seems that the Wang family's affairs are definitely related to the Weasel Immortal."

"Young Master Wu, why is that? I didn't kill that weasel. If he wants trouble, he should go find that lynx." Wang Guodong said excitedly.

"Didn't you kill that lynx? If it doesn't come after you, who else will it come after?" Little Fatty suddenly blurted out.

As soon as Xiao Pang said that, Wang Guodong was speechless.

“Several generations of your family have had disabilities. It must be that Huang Daxian’s doing. Your granddaughter-in-law’s inability to have a child this time is also definitely related to Huang Daxian. His goal is very simple: to make your Wang family line end. Old Master Wang, you need to be prepared.” I said seriously.

"Young Master Wu, I caused this mess. I never expected that eating that weasel's flesh would lead to such a huge disaster. You have to help me think of a way to save my granddaughter-in-law. I'd even give my life for it." Wang Guodong grabbed my arm again.

I felt a bit depressed. It seemed that the weasel that was dealing with Wang Guodong's family must be very powerful. If it were not powerful enough, it wouldn't have been able to harm the Wang family for several generations. Weasels with low power would usually take revenge immediately, instead of waiting for so long. That weasel spirit wanted the Wang family to suffer for generations, never having a peaceful life, living in its shadow.

If my wife were still inside me, I think this matter could be easily resolved. My wife is incredibly powerful; she's a powerful demon from the primordial era. If I just gave that Weasel spirit a word, it wouldn't dare to continue harming people.

Unfortunately, my wife isn't here, so I'll have to handle this myself.

But here's the problem: how do we find that Weasel spirit? Even if we do, it might not let the Wang family go.

I glanced at Wang Guodong and comforted him, "Grandpa Wang, now that Third Master Qiao has found me, I will definitely do my best to help you resolve this matter. From now on, just listen to my arrangements. I'll see if I can find that weasel and talk to it. If we can't reach an agreement, we'll have to destroy it."

"Young Master Wu, I'll go with you on this. You can't let them bully my cousin's family. No matter what kind of spirit it is, you can't let them harm people," said Third Master Qiao, somewhat agitated.

Upon hearing what Master Qiao said, I immediately looked at him and asked, "By the way, Master Qiao, is it possible for your Green-Headed Golden-Eyed Beast to not find Huang Daxian? If it can, things will be much easier."

Master Qiao was taken aback: "I'm afraid that won't work. My Green-Headed Golden-Eyed Beast can only find rare and precious materials. It will definitely be very difficult to find demons unless the demon has already condensed its demon essence. Perhaps the Green-Headed Golden-Eyed Beast can give it a try. After all, the demon essence of a demon is also a rare treasure."

After a pause, Third Master Qiao continued, "But if that monster really has demonic essence, we still can't defeat it. A weasel with demonic essence must be a great demon over five hundred years old, right?"

"Don't worry, Third Master Qiao. As long as I can find it, I might not be able to defeat even a thousand-year-old demon, let alone a five-hundred-year-old one," I said with a smile.

“I’ve witnessed Young Master Wu’s skills firsthand; he’s certainly formidable. Don’t you have a group of friends? If all else fails, call them over for help. With a bunch of us, dealing with a Wong Tai Sin shouldn’t be a problem,” said Third Master Qiao solemnly.

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