My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

Chapter 178 This Weasel Has Mountain Treasures!But what an annoyance!
Who knows, after Zhang Hao said this sentence.

The weasel in the tattered cassock did not turn into a hook on the spot like in the legend.

Instead, he was stunned for a while, looked down at his body, and after confirming that his body was still the same as before, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and turned around following the direction Zhang Hao was walking forward. His paws closed at some point, like an old monk, following Zhang Hao all the time.

"Do you think I look like a human, or like a Buddha?"

The sharp and ear-piercing voice still echoed in Zhang Hao's ears, and the weasel in cassock also silently followed behind him, just following his footsteps.

"Do you think I look like a human, or like a Buddha?"

asked the Weasel again.

Zhang Hao turned his head and looked at the weasel behind him with some annoyance.

The weasel was so persevering that he was able to follow behind him and ask questions.

Anyway, in some folklore stories, as long as you give an answer, the weasel will not follow you, but in some folklore stories, the weasel just keeps asking.

There are several versions of the folklore story about a weasel begging for a seal, all of which are slightly different.

However, it seems that the weasel that lured him here must have an answer.

Moreover, this weasel also wanted to let himself, a mountain walker, answer this question, because as a mountain walker, if this weasel is like a Buddha, I am afraid that this weasel will become a Buddha immediately.

And his karmic debt will be even more.

But what Zhang Hao has always been very curious about is the dress of this weasel and the question asked by this weasel, why does it look like a human or a Buddha?

Furthermore, this weasel is still wearing a cassock, with his hands folded, like an old monk, this Nima is too similar, he is even more dedicated than those contemporary cos, and he is completely like an old monk.

After just looking at the weasel, Zhang Hao withdrew his gaze.

He had decided to ignore the weasel.

No matter how the weasel asked, he would not answer this question. After all, answering this question would also implicate the weasel in cause and effect, which is not good for the mountain walker.

What's more, Zhang Hao wouldn't be so stupid as that.

Turning his head away, he led the mountain god deer and continued to walk forward.

"Do you think I look like a human being, or a Buddha?"

The weasel in the tattered cassock with his hands folded asked again and never stopped.

Regardless of Zhang Hao, he continued to walk with his head down.

Then, the weasel continued to ask, and Zhang Hao continued to walk.

Not long after, the weasel followed Zhang Hao to the ginkgo forest,

"Do you think I look like a human, or like a Buddha?" Weasel asked again.

Zhang Hao picked up the diesel saw, walked straight to a intact ginkgo tree as if he didn't hear it, pulled the diesel saw, and started sawing the tree.

The mountain god deer hid far away, lying on the ground, with its upper eyelid beating its lower eyelid, and it seemed that it would fall asleep soon.

To be honest, the weasel following Zhang Hao was really annoying. Even if he was a deer, it would be annoying just to hear the weasel screaming all the time.

But fortunately, that weasel has been annoying Zhang Hao, and has not come to bother him, the deer. As long as these sounds are blocked, he can still sleep soundly.

But just as his eyes were about to close, he saw the weasel that was following Zhang Hao. He didn't know if it was covered in sawdust, or because Zhang Hao couldn't give an answer for a long time, so the weasel seemed to turn around. Turning around, dragging the torn cassock on his body, he walked towards him.

He was shocked suddenly and opened his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, he saw the weasel walking in front of him, and the "squeak" sound that he had heard before also appeared in his mind as a cry that he could understand.

In an instant, the mountain god deer was taken aback, raised its noble head, and looked at the small, short thing in front of him who was still dressed like a human being.

"Oh!" His voice was a little annoyed and displeased, trying to drive away the little thing in front of him.

But the weasel still persevered, as if he didn't hear the displeasure of the mountain god deer, and completely regarded the mountain god deer as his target, and he outputted vigorously.

"Zhizhizhi~" (do you think I look like a human, or like a Buddha?)
"Oh!" (Go away.)
"Zhizhizhi~" (do you think I look like a human, or like a Buddha?)
"Oh!" (Go away!)

"Zhizhizhi~" (do you think I look like a human, or like a Buddha?)
"Ugh!!!" (Get out!!!)

On the side, Zhang Hao, who had just finished sawing a tree, let go of the handle of the diesel saw, raised his head, and looked at the huge mountain god deer, which was fighting with the extremely small weasel.

The two mountain spirits who had opened up their intelligence spoke to each other in their own language.

Afterwards, Zhang Hao saw that the weasel looked calm and unaffected at all. It was still the same as when he asked the question before. Presumably he was asking the mountain god deer, "Am I like a human or a Buddha?"

But the mountain god deer is not ordinary, the sound of the mountain god deer is getting more and more unhappy, more and more angry, and already has the feeling of being unbearable.

In the next second, the mountain god deer seemed to be unable to bear it anymore, raised its front hooves, and suddenly kicked the weasel in front of it.

The weasel didn't dodge or dodge, and let the front hooves of the mountain god deer kick its slightly weak body.

Followed by.

The weak-looking body of the weasel drew a beautiful arc in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Afterwards, the weasel stood up like a wolf who had nothing to do, and continued walking towards the mountain god deer without shaking the dirt off his body with both hands.

This time, before the weasel walked up to the mountain god deer, and before the weasel asked any questions, the angry mountain god deer kicked the weasel again.

The weasel's body drew a beautiful parabola again, and then fell to the ground.

The weasel was not discouraged, just like what he had shown before, he persevered, like an old monk with a firm heart and a firm will, who wanted to preach to everyone, got up and continued to walk towards the mountain god deer.

Going back and forth like this, the weasel was kicked out and crawled back several times. The mountain god deer finally couldn't help it anymore, and was completely speechless. It simply closed its eyes, and although its ears were pricked up, it turned a deaf ear. The weasel's cry was answered.

Zhang Hao frowned slightly as he watched this scene happen, and looked at the weasel thoughtfully, with a little interest gradually appearing in his eyes.

To be honest, judging from the few times the mountain god deer kicked the weasel out, there must be something protecting him from the weasel.

Zhang Hao doesn't know exactly how strong the Mountain God Deer's feet are, but he knows that a normal person can't bear this kick, it will be very painful, and kicking to the point may cause problems.

But the weasel was able to stand up and continue walking.

If it was said once or twice, it was because the mountain god Lu kept his hand and didn't kick him to death.

But several times in a row, no matter how hard the mountain god deer stayed, it was impossible for the weasel to have nothing at all, and there must be something he didn't know about.

To put it simply, it was what he judged before. This weasel should be protected by something. It might be a mountain treasure, or it might be something that is not a mountain treasure, but is similar to a mountain treasure.

This also verified why this weasel can be banned.

There are actually many folk theories about weasels begging for titles, that is to say, weasels have accumulated thousands of years of cultivation through cultivation, and then they have the ability to ask for titles.

Zhang Hao has always disagreed with the matter of cultivation.

As a mountain walker, he knows too well the circumstances under which animals can activate their intelligence. One is to receive the power of incense for a long time, and the power of incense is continuous and cannot be intermittent. It lasts for many, many years. It took hundreds of years for an animal to be enlightened.

Another way is to get in touch with Shanbao. By coincidence, I got Shanbao, or something similar to Shanbao. After a long time, I was influenced and infected by Shanbao. life.

In [Zoushan Travel Notes], the origin of human beings is also the same, but Zhang Hao has never been interested in this aspect, so he doesn't know much about it.

And this weasel, dressed in a tattered cassock, with his hands folded, looks like a monk. If it is said that he is practicing in a temple, he is a "high monk who has attained the Tao" and everyone will believe it.

Then in combination, the weasel wears a cassock, puts his hands together to pretend to be a monk, and asks questions, whether he looks like a human or a Buddha. Zhang Hao has reason to suspect that this weasel should have obtained something about a monk, or has a certain Buddha nature. Shan Bao?

Then, with the help of Shanbao's power, it will become what it is now.

Thinking of this, he nodded thoughtfully, he was very satisfied with his guess, and also thought that things should be like this, there is not much difference.

However, guessing is guessing, Zhang Hao doesn't want to have any karma with this weasel, he just wants to cut down trees with peace of mind, and then build a house.

He has no interest in, nor does he want to have, the mountain treasure the weasel has acquired, or anything else.

This weasel tried to lure him over and over again, but it had already worn out his patience, and it still kept up with him, and it couldn't be chased away.

Zhang Hao just wanted this weasel to leave quickly, and it was better not to bother him.

But right now.

Seeing that the mountain god deer closed his eyes, the weasel asked and yelled several times. After receiving no response, he turned around again, and looked at Zhang Hao with those cunning but seemingly clear eyes. .

Putting his hands together, he walked towards Zhang Hao again with strides.

Seeing this, Zhang Hao frowned, shook his head helplessly, immediately pulled away the diesel saw in his hand, and continued to saw the tree.

Accompanied by the sound of diesel saws cutting tree trunks, the weasel barked tirelessly and asked Zhang Hao the same question.

"Do you think I look like a human, or like a Buddha?"

Zhang Hao ignored it at all, and continued with his work, without any intention of talking to the weasel.

Just like that, the weasel asked, and Zhang Hao cut down the trees. After collecting several bare tree trunks, Zhang Hao woke up the mountain god deer, and used the small raft from before to barely fit four tree trunks. Then, Zhang Hao rolled over on the back of the deer.

Then immediately drove the mountain god deer to run forward, trying to take advantage of the situation to throw the weasel away.

Although the weasel can still follow the scent, it takes a little time to clear up.

Just as the mountain god deer rushed forward, Zhang Hao turned his head to see how the weasel was eating dirt behind, but he was taken aback.

Because, he saw the weasel standing on the pile of wood, still maintaining the previous posture, with his hands closed, his eyes full of cunning, but with a clear feeling, he was staring at Zhang Hao, his sharp mouth was still Zhang Yihe.

That question was also echoing in Zhang Hao's ears.

"Do you think I look like a human, or like a Buddha?"

Zhang Hao turned around immediately, looked ahead helplessly, and sighed.

What the hell, if this weasel is entangled, it will be impossible to live.

Really served.

If there is really any way, it would be the best to let this weasel leave, or to make this weasel shut up.

(End of this chapter)