It is very common in all kinds of ghost legends to ask for a seal.
Spirit monsters want to transform into human form, there are two ways.
Or it is to practice diligently, survive the catastrophe of the thunder, and successfully transform into form.
Or just take a shortcut, ask the gods to turn themselves into human form.
And human beings, as the head of the earth spirits, have a gifted **** position. As a result, many elves will use this as a springboard to beg for silence from humans and embark on the path of demon cultivation.
For example, when encountering spirits in the wild, they will dress up as adults, speak human words, and ask humans: "What do you think I look like?"
If they are answered "You are human", they can successfully take shape and give some rewards to those who are destined.
According to legend, weasels usually seek seals in the mountains.
They will wear straw hats, stand upright, and ask you in a high-pitched voice: "Do you think I look like a human?"
However, this method still has certain risks.
If you really meet someone who doesn't understand this way, if you answer: "I think you are like a weasel", then the hundreds of thousands of years of practice will be wiped out.
If the ghosts still had their wits at that time, they might have launched crazy revenge on people.
There used to be such a story: An old farmer was working in the field under the scorching sun, when suddenly a huge gray mouse sprang out.
Gray Mouse stood up and said, "What do you think I look like?"
The old farmer was almost tired and threw up, so he didn't have the heart to take care of it. But the mouse didn't wink at him, and whenever the old farmer turned, it jumped up to him and asked persistently, "What do you think I look like?"
The old farmer finally got angry and scolded: "I think you are an X like your mother."
As if struck by lightning, Gray Mouse burst into tears for a long while: "I've practiced for three hundred years, and I finally got to transform into a human form. You actually said that I look like my mother—"
This tragic tragedy has warned countless ghosts who have not yet transformed, they must wink, and don't look for those predestined people who seem to be very irritable.
It's a pity that the weasel in front of him obviously hasn't been taught this lesson.
At this moment, it crossed its hind paws and stepped on a piece of dead wood. One front paw rests on the tree trunk beside him, and the other front paw rests coquettishly behind his little head, posing in a posture that he thinks is very chic.
Just like that, it didn't forget to explain: "Oh...it's quite sudden today, and I didn't prepare a straw hat, so you can just take a look."
Ye Ying: "..."
She knows these legends, and also knows that practice is not easy. Even in a hurry, full of the possibility that Huang Xize's soul is still there, he still replied patiently: "You are human."
After she finished speaking, she turned around and continued running down the mountain.
Unexpectedly, a yellow lightning flashed in front of her, Ye Ying couldn't brake in time and almost stepped on it.
The weasel looked expectant: "Then tell me, what kind of person am I?"
Ye Ying: ...Is this also a question? !
She took a deep breath and suppressed the irritability in her heart: "You are a noble person, a pure person, and a person who is beneficial to the people."
After speaking, she stepped over the weasel and continued to run.
Here is a somewhat steep downhill, and she tried her best to stabilize her figure. But in the next second, the weasel swooped in front of her again, and the eagerness in his eyes became more intense: "What about the appearance? What about the appearance?"
Ye Ying stumbled, if not for the dog biting her shirt from behind, she almost rolled down the hillside. She couldn't control the anger in her heart anymore, and cursed: "I think you are like my husband who earns money to cook for me and nurse my children!"
There was a loud "bang".
Ye Ying was stunned, and was dumbfounded seeing the green smoke rising in front of her eyes.
What's the situation, the first two sentences have not been transformed, how come the third sentence...
I was at a loss, when the smoke in front of my eyes cleared, revealing a familiar figure.
Ye Ying was stunned for a moment.
Slightly shallow hair ends, obsidian-like eyes, perfect contours carved by knives and axes, and a body with well-proportioned flesh and bones.
Ye Ying couldn't believe her eyes, she blinked, but tears flowed down before her consciousness.
Her voice trembled: "Huang...Xize?"
But in the next second, "Huang Xize" widened his eyes and looked at his hand in disbelief.
Then he lowered his head, quickly scanned his whole body, and finally fixed his eyes on Ye Ying's face in horror.
Next, he squeezed out a chicken cry from his throat, clapped his hands on his face, and pulled it down, his voice was terrible: "What did you do!!"
Ye Ying looked at the familiar face and made an expression that she had never seen before, as if she had been struck by lightning, and the weasel slowly slid down against the tree trunk, her face collapsed: "You actually let me become your dead ghost husband, you put it here Where is the card bug?!"
Ye Ying: "..."
Well, after the appraisal, this guy can't possibly be Huang Xize.
…
The car is driving on the road.
Hui San glanced at the rearview mirror for the Nth time, and Ye Ying's dead fish eyes looked at him through the rearview mirror: "Did you drive without looking at the road?"
Hui San swallowed, and looked away from the ashen-faced people in the back row: "Grandma Six, stand-in literature hasn't been popular in the past two years."
Ye Ying covered her forehead irritably.
On this mountain, he could pick up a weasel, and even turned into Huang Xize's appearance... Although, most of it is her responsibility.
At that time, she grabbed the weasel by the collar and shook it violently: "Do you think I really want to see you do these mentally retarded behaviors with this face?! Change it for me!"
The weasel let her dangle unrequitedly: "I can't change back, unless..."
"unless?"
"Unless I kill you." Weasel's eyes fell on Ye Ying's face blankly: "If the seal is broken, I can get the seal again."
The eyes of the weasel in yellow zebra skin lit up: "What?"
Ye Ying smiled ferociously: "If I kill you, you won't be so troubled."
Weasel: "...Look carefully, this is also a handsome guy, it's not a bad thing. You let me get used to it."
In fact, "breaking the seal" can only be said.
After the weasel turned into a human form, the previous ignorance was eliminated a lot.
For example, in the shape of a beast, although it saw Ye Ying using the green flame, it didn't know that it was a symbol of Ye Ying's immortal cultivation.
But after turning into a human form, its front paws were off the ground, and its clever IQ took over the high ground, and it clearly felt Ye Ying's power.
Not to mention that it itself is a country weasel who has never thought of killing people, even if he wants to...
...can't beat others.
But Ye Ying couldn't let it wander around the mountains like a transformed weasel, not to mention it was still wearing Huang Xize's skin.
So... can only be kidnapped instead of adopted.
She's really drunk, now that the mountain world shuts her out, there are more and more fairy families under her.
Ye Ying sighed speechlessly, remembering the business: "I seem to..."
After much deliberation, she finally expressed her guess: "...perceived Huang Xize's soul."
The car body fluttered slightly, Hui San quickly stabilized. But there was undisguised surprise in his voice: "How is this possible?"
"Grandma Liu, didn't you say that the involvement of the fate star has disappeared?"
Hui San frowned: "And at that time... we all saw it."
After a pause, he wondered: "Could it be that the weasel at that time was not Liu Ye?"
When he said this, he himself was a little uncertain.
Although I haven't seen Huang Xize's original form, but that aura is definitely his.
After all, Hui San is a fairy family who can enter the fairy temple, and he can distinguish whether the breath is original or contaminated later, and he can't go wrong in the end.
"No...that must be him."
Ye Ying thought of the crushing feeling that passed through her heart at that time, and now she felt suffocated: "He is indeed..."
died in her arms.
Hui San couldn't help but glanced at her, with rare hesitation in his tone: "Will it be..."
Could it be that you missed him too much and had an illusion?
After all, during this period of time, her pain has become an obsession - the person sitting in the back row is the best proof.
Ye Ying looked at him, Hui San couldn't continue with the next half sentence.
But Ye Ying understood his meaning in an instant, and her tone was firm: "No."
During the time she came down from the mountain, she was also thinking about whether she was missing her so much that she had an illusion.
But the more she recalled, the more determined she became. Outside the cave, although the familiar feeling was faint, it was unmistakable.
It was the same as what I felt at the site of Wuxian Temple back then, it was the resonance of two souls approaching.
Huang Xize still remained in the cave, or rather, his soul still remained there.
Very faint, but still "alive".
This cognition made Ye Ying's brain dizzy for a while.
She couldn't wait for a moment, and now she wanted to release the sealed soul immediately, and find that warm blue flame in the tortured soul.
After returning to the old house, she immediately started to pack her things and prepared to go to the Taoist temple in Lin Wangshuo's hometown.
Her idea is very simple - with Yuan Zhen's personality, she probably wants to send all the souls together with the 魙 to hell, but for some reason, he just sealed it.
There are only two possibilities: First, he is actually a kind person with compassion.
Ye Ying passed this possibility without even thinking about it.
Second, he can't directly destroy the 魙, he can only seal it first.
But if this is the possibility, Yuan Zhen must have a backup. He used so many unorthodox methods, it's impossible to just seal it.
And Lin Wangsuo called him his master, but after Zuo Yu's investigation, his nominal master was someone else—that is, the uncle from the Taoist temple in his hometown.
This interpersonal relationship is messy, but it is undeniable that Yuan Zhen has something to do with this Taoist temple.
After Ye Ying packed up her things, she remembered that the wild weasel hadn't been placed yet. She picked up some clothes, walked quickly to the ear room, and pushed open the door: "You wear..."
Her words were stuck in her throat for an instant, and she looked at the half-dressed weasel in the room with a look of horror.
The face is still her husband's handsome face, but the bare upper body...
It's not huge, but—
-have! chest! ah! !
Ye Ying was flustered in the wind, her pupils trembling, she pointed at the weasel in shock, her voice trembling with her fingertips: "You..."
The weasel covered his chest, looking back at her wanting to cry but without tears.
"That's why I... because I'm a she-weasel!"
Ye Ying: "..."
Eye! my eyes! !
Who is coming! help me! ! —