Sister’s little paws grasped his fingers.
“Old Ancestor, you must go. For your path to immortality, we can’t keep you here!”
“That’s right! Let me prepare some things for you to take on your journey!”
The man was initially quite moved, but as soon as he heard about food, he stared blankly at An Nuan.
Beautiful lady, help!
An Nuan smiled, “Oh my, they’re all being kind. Just accept it, you won’t eat it all anyway.”
The man cried buckets.
He ran away precisely because he didn’t want to eat rats!
Sister directed everyone to pack a bundle. Fearing that the cute little ones would die and be unpalatable, they were knocked out with a club, put into cages, and then covered with cloth bags for packing.
Large bundles, as tall as a person, filled with lively little darlings.
This moved the man to tears.
Sisters helped him up and saw him off to the cave entrance.
Ermao, carrying a small wooden pole, embraced his family members and nuzzled them face-to-face.
“Ermao, you’re going out with the Old Ancestor this time. You must learn and observe more in everything, and be clever!”
“Don’t worry, Sister. I’ll take good care of the Old Ancestor! I guarantee he’ll have three regular meals and be well-fed!”
Ermao, a yellow weasel, hoisted the person-high bundle.
“Old Ancestor, let’s go! From now on, I’ll be your little follower!”
The man had a constant feeling of being watched.
But after living with them for so long, he had developed feelings.
Having one following him removed the feeling of being a wanderer far from home.
An Nuan and Fu Yunting bid farewell to the weasel pack and returned to Big Bear’s base. Everyone was very curious about the weasels.
Xiong Er was speechless…
“It’s really a Huang Daxian, a talking Huang Daxian. I’ve never seen one before.”
“So this is what a Huang Daxian looks like. It’s quite cute.”
“You’re right, it is quite cute. So soft and cuddly.”
Juan Juan was indignant: Am I not cuddlier? Haven’t you seen my tender pink paw pads?
An Nuan: Shall I give you a couple of pets?
Juan Juan climbed onto her shoulder, rubbed vigorously, and then licked her cheek with its tongue.
My master has good taste!
The weasel, rubbed into softness, wound around the human’s large hand, enjoying the comfortable petting.
“Oh my, I’m not that great. I’m just an ordinary Huang Daxian!”
Ermao wriggled happily.
His simple, silly, and slightly mischievous demeanor warmed the hearts of the group of men.
Ermao was overwhelmed by the praise.
He happily leaned against the man’s leg.
The man’s own clothes and pants were already dirty, leaving only a woven grass loincloth to cover his private parts.
The crowd looked at him with less-than-friendly eyes.
How could a pervert like him deserve a Huang Daxian’s service?
The man also noticed the unfriendly gazes.
He smiled awkwardly, “My name is Wang Ruozhi, the Ruo from 'great wisdom hidden in apparent foolishness' and the Zhi from the same phrase.”
“Weak-minded…”
His parents had a real flair for naming!
“I look a lot like a yellow weasel, so…”
“Of course, Old Ancestor looks like a yellow weasel, because you are the Old Ancestor!”
Ermao nuzzled against Wang Ruozhi again.
Everyone sighed; some people are just so likable.
They had an animal face and could become someone’s Old Ancestor.
What a windfall!
An Nuan: “Alright, stop crowding them. It’ll be cold. Wang Ruozhi, five buckets of bathwater are ready. Go wash.”
He smelled, his skin was thick, and he was covered in mud. If he didn’t wash soon, they could rub off a basketful of Vajra Strength Pills!
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I set the auto-publish yesterday and then didn’t click publish… which caused the update yesterday to be wrong too. Alas.