The Weasel Lord, who was delayed by spiritual practice

The weasel was thinking of his own interests, looking forward to it from sunrise to sunset.

At night, Orion brought out some roasted voles, and the weasel's eyes lit up.He was a little tired of eating chicken all the time, and it happened that the roasted field mouse could change the taste.Orion also made him field mouse soup.

"Is it delicious?" Orion watched him eat.

"Yeah," the weasel nodded happily.

Seeing that he was happy, Orion said, "Then I will catch more and make them for you to eat. What else do you like to eat?"

"There is nothing but chickens and voles." Weasel said while eating. "When I was hungry, I used to eat bugs, fish, frogs, and...now I don't want to eat those."

"Don't you eat wild vegetables?" Orion asked, "It should be a combination of meat and vegetables."

"Wild vegetables?" Seeing the wild vegetables on the table, the weasel has no desire to eat them. "People eat meat, not vegetarians."

"Try some of it, it's not unpalatable, it's good for digestion," Orion said to him.

The weasel still didn't want to eat it, "No, I won't eat it."

Seeing that he didn't want to eat, Orion didn't force it.

"Sanggong, why did you treat me so well?" Weasel looked at him and said, "I feel a little guilty for treating me so well."

"You are my daughter-in-law, so naturally I want to treat you well." Orion said, "A man always wants to treat his wife well. You don't have to feel guilty, just take it well and I will be happy."

"But, I still use you to practice..." Weasel said.

"You mean spiritual practice?" Orion asked.

"Well, spirituality," said Weasel.

Seeing that he still regarded that kind of thing as cultivation, Orion just wanted to laugh, but suddenly thought of something else, frowned, and looked at him seriously.

"What's swollen?" the weasel couldn't help asking when he saw his strange appearance while eating the field mouse.

"You," Orion looked at him, "did you stay here because you wanted to cultivate? Spiritual practice with me, is that what you mean by cultivation?"

"That's right, it's just cultivation." Weasel said.

"If it doesn't work, will you stop staying, or, will you go to someone else for spiritual practice? Have you ever looked for someone else?..." Orion didn't know what he was talking about.

"I haven't looked for anyone else," said the weasel, "I looked for you first. Those who have worked with your spiritual practice, the big python said that I have changed, and I have become better than before."

"Then you, continue to practice spiritually with me, don't look for others," Orion said, "Don't look for others, do you hear me?"

"Oh," replied the weasel.

Thinking of what he did with others, Orion felt uncomfortable.After all, he is not a human being, and he has no moral bottom line. If he meets someone better than him, he will inevitably go up to him. He is used to seducing people. Which man can stand it?

Orion looked at him, and explained worriedly: "No one can touch your body except me, you know? You can't let others see it, only your husband can see it. Spiritual practice can only be effective if you focus on it. If you are single-minded to me, I will also be single-minded to you, only in this way can you succeed in cultivation.”

"Really?" Weasel looked at him, dubious.

"Really, that's what the picture book says. So in the future, you can only practice spiritually with me..."

"What if you can't do it?" asked the weasel.

Orion felt that this was provocative, "It's okay, no accident, it will work for decades."

"When you die, can I find someone else?" Weasel asked.

"Aren't you about to become a fairy?" Orion asked, "What do you want to do after you become a fairy?"

"Me? I want to be enshrined and do things for others." Weasel said.

"Then I will worship you, how about you do something for me?" Orion asked.

"What do you want to do, Xianggong? I can do it for you without making offerings. I should repay you for treating me so well."

"I just want to worship you," just want to keep you by my side.Orion looked at him, but couldn't say the second half of the sentence.He didn't know if he understood love in the world, and what kind of liking was he talking about? Is it the kind of liking he hoped for?

The weasel looked at him, feeling that he was so serious, and he didn't really want to eat the roasted field mouse.

"What's the matter? Isn't it delicious?" Seeing that he didn't eat, Orion asked.

"Fortunately," the weasel continued to eat.

"Have some mouse soup," said Orion.

The weasel picked up the bowl and took a sip, feeling that it was very sweet, so he couldn't help but take a few more sips.

After dinner, the weasel waited obediently.Xianggong promised to have a spiritual practice tonight, but he waited all day.

Orion came back from the shower and closed the door.The weasel had been waiting for him on the bed.

Orion walked over, and Weasel sat up from the bed and looked at him eagerly.

"I'm here to have a spiritual practice with you." Orion patted his head.

"Hmm," Weasel responded with sparkling eyes.

Orion sat down, stroked his face, and asked, "Do you know that couples in the world get along like this?"

"Get along like this? How to get along?" Weasel asked.

"That's how we get along..." Orion moved his face closer and kissed the corner of his mouth, "This way..." kissed his lips, "This way..." He took off his clothes.

The weasel couldn't help but hugged his neck, and the two of them fell on the bed together.

For a moment, the sky thunder stirred the ground, and the two of them were very excited.The dry firewood was burning like a beep.

Orion thought of what he said that he couldn't do it, and he was very concerned about it, and he was bound to show his glory tonight.

Orion pressed him and said, "I'll let you see if Mr. Xiang is okay tonight..."

The two tossed desperately, and finally the weasel was tossed until it showed its original shape.Orion gave up.

The next day the weasel wilted and lay motionless on the bed.Orion knew that he tossed it hard last night, and now he regretted it.

Orion touched its head and asked, "Does it hurt?"

The weasel narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was very tired.Orion looked even more distressed, "Show me." Orion wanted to see its wound, but the weasel seemed shy and hid it from it.

"Show me," Orion persuaded, "I just need to rub some medicine on you."

The weasel lay motionless, and Orion went to get the medicine, rolled some cotton with a stick, and went to see Xiaoju.The weasel didn't want to show him, and held its tail tightly.

"Show me," Orion urged.

The weasel couldn't even squeak, Orion had never seen it like this, and was a little flustered for a while.I couldn't help but hugged it over, trying to forcefully give it medicine.

The weasel refused, struggled, and jumped to the ground. As soon as he jumped to the ground, he spit out something black. Seeing this, the Orion became even more nervous, fearing that it would die suddenly.

"Okay, I won't force you anymore, take your time and stay on the bed, okay?" Orion said to it.

The weasel vomited a lot, and because of the fierce struggle just now, he had no strength, so he fell down on the ground.

"I'll carry you to bed, don't move around..." Orion squatted down, held it with both hands, and placed it carefully on the bed.

It can't become a human, and Orion doesn't know what it is like, so it looks very uncomfortable.As expected, it still couldn't take it anymore, Orion really regretted his intemperance last night at this moment.

"You sleep for a while, I'll cook something to eat." Orion said to it.

Weasel narrowed his eyes, and Orion got up and went.

Orion saw that he liked to eat voles, so he made voles for him. Thinking that he couldn't eat too hard at the moment, Orion made him voles porridge.

Orion came back with the vole porridge that had been boiled, but the weasel was still listless and lacking energy.

"Eat something?" Orion called to it.

The Weasel opened his eyes and closed them again.Orion put the porridge aside and sat on the bed watching it.

"Didn't you say that you would recover quickly?" Orion patted its head and murmured, "You want to become a fairy, why can't you get up when I'm a mortal..."

The weasel didn't say a word, and Orion saw that it was not good, and he didn't want to do anything else, so he just guarded it.