The elder sister's two little paws gripped his fingers.
"Old Ancestor, you should go. For your path to immortality, we can't keep you locked up here!"
"That's right! Let me prepare some things for you. You can eat them on the road!"
The man was initially quite touched, but as soon as he heard about food, he stared blankly at An Nuan.
Beauty, save me!
An Nuan smiled, "Oh my, it's everyone's good intention. Just accept it. It's not like you can't finish it."
The man cried buckets.
He ran precisely because he didn't want to eat rats!
The elder sister called everyone to pack a bag. Fearing that the little darlings would taste bad if they died, they knocked them unconscious with clubs, put them in cages, covered them with cloth bags, and then packed them up.
A large bundle as tall as a person, filled with live little darlings.
The man was so moved he cried.
The elder sisters helped him up and escorted him to the cave entrance.
Er Mao, carrying the small wooden pole, hugged his family members and nuzzled them face to face.
"Er Mao, this time you're going out with Old Ancestor. You must learn and observe more in everything. Be clever!"
"Don't worry, Elder Sister. I'll take good care of Old Ancestor! I guarantee he'll have normal meals and eat his fill!"
Er Mao, a yellow weasel with yellow fur, hoisted the large bundle as tall as a person.
"Old Ancestor, let's go! From now on, I'll be your little follower!"
The man had a persistent feeling of being watched.
But after living with them for so long, he had developed feelings for them.
With one following him, he no longer felt adrift and lonely.
An Nuan and Fu Yunting bid farewell to the yellow weasel clan. Upon returning to Da Xiong's base, everyone was curious about the yellow weasels.
Xiong Er was dumbfounded…
"It's really a Huang Da Xian, a talking Huang Da Xian. I've never seen one before."
"So this is what a Huang Da Xian looks like. Quite cute."
"You're right, it is quite cute. Soft and fluffy, looks very good to pet."
Juan Juan was unconvinced: Is it better to pet than me? Haven't you seen my tender pink paw pads?
An Nuan: Shall I pet you a couple of times?
Juan Juan climbed onto her shoulder and rubbed vigorously, then extended its tongue and licked her cheek.
My master has exquisite taste!
The yellow weasel, feeling soft from being petted, twined around the human's large hands, rubbing them comfortably.
"Oh my, I'm not that good. I'm just an ordinary Huang Da Xian!"
Er Mao giggled and swayed.
His simple, silly, and slightly mischievous demeanor warmed the hearts of the group of men.
Er Mao was beaming with praise.
He leaned contentedly against the man's leg.
The man's own clothes and pants were long since dirty, leaving only a loincloth woven from grass to cover his private parts.
Everyone looked at him with unfriendly eyes.
He, a pervert, was unworthy of being served by a Huang Da Xian.
The man also noticed the unfriendly gazes.
He chuckled awkwardly, "My name is Wang Ruozhi. Ruo for 'wise' in 'wise and foolish,' and Zhi for 'wise' in 'wise and foolish.'"
Weakling…
His parents had a great sense of naming!
"I look a lot like a yellow weasel, so…"
"Of course, Old Ancestor looks like a yellow weasel, because you are Old Ancestor!"
Er Mao rubbed against Wang Ruozhi again.
Everyone sighed, some people are just naturally likable.
With an animal's face, one can become an ancestor to others.
He hit the jackpot for free!
An Nuan: "Alright, stop crowding around them. It'll get cold. Wang Ruozhi, five buckets of bathwater are ready. Go wash."
He smells strong, his skin is thick, and he's covered in mud. If he doesn't wash soon, you could rub off a basket of Vajra Strength Pills!
Yesterday I set it to publish automatically, but then didn't click publish… which caused the update yesterday to be wrong, sigh.