Grave Moving Brigade - Chapter 41 PT1

Chapter 41 PT1 – The Weasel is Part of the Family Now

The miserable cries of the dying mice echoed in the living room.

The light orange fur ball turned its back to the outside world and concentrated on eating with great relish.

It was unknown what posture it had used while eating, but when it turned back, its claws and mouth were cleaned, the ground was as smooth as new, without a drop of blood.

The mouse could only barely fill the gap between its teeth, and the weasel was still not satisfied. It looked at Wu Weiwei and then at Chen Ling with its small round black eyes. Its upper body raised, with its short furry paws tucked in front of its chest.

Chen Ling understood what it meant and sneered, “Aren’t you afraid that I will steal your food?”

The weasel shrank back, raised its head stubbornly, and the whiskers on both sides of its nose twitched a few times.

“There’s no point asking. There’s only one answer: no.” Chen Ling had seen the macaw begging for food in an adorable way so many times that he had become immune to the cuteness of these small animals. For the time being, he did not feel moved at all.

Wu Weiwei softened his heart, squatted down, and whispered: “Mice are not easy to catch. I found the one I just gave you by sneaking into the green belt downstairs. I was almost discovered by the security guard because of it.”
The weasel’s two semicircular ears moved, and its exploded whiskers drooped down like an eggplant hit by frost.

Wu Weiwei felt so weak in his heart that he stood up and looked at his brother Chen, hesitant to say something.

Chen Ling folded his arms and stared at the little guy on the ground for a few seconds, then suddenly reached out and picked it up.

The weasel’s fur exploded, making its small body look bigger. It curled up its two hind legs.

“You dare.” Chen Ling warned with a dark face, “If you dare to fart, I will throw you back into the fishing net.”

A cool breeze blew from behind, and then he felt a weight on his shoulder. It was the macaw that had crawled out from the ancestor’s trouser leg and landed on my shoulder.

“Why are you here?” Chen Ling straightened the macaw and continued to look at the weasel.

The macaw was not afraid of trouble and repeated what the young man had said before: “Throw it back, throw it back.”

The weasel’s whiskers drooped even more, and it trembled, its body almost curled up into a ball.

Chen Ling raised it a little higher, until it was at eye level with him, “Don’t act pitiful. Do you know where you went wrong?”

The weasel looked at him timidly and shook his head.

Chen Ling: “You are wrong. You shouldn’t order others to do things for you. You should get what you want to eat yourself. Only by doing it yourself can you have enough food and clothing.”

The weasel nodded hurriedly.

Seeing how well behaved it was, Chen Ling almost couldn’t continue to teach it a lesson. He pursed his lips and continued, “But you are not allowed to use that method you used just now.”

This time the weasel did not nod immediately. His neck was stiff for a while before he turned his head away and nodded at the air to the right, his eyes full of reluctance.

Chen Ling: “…”

He is not big, but he has a bad temper.

Weasels are naturally smart, especially when they are spirits.

It kicked its hind legs and swayed its body in the air. Its tail, which was tucked in against its belly, drooped down in the air. Its mouth opened wide, revealing its pink tongue.

Mrs. Sun cried out, holding her chest and said, “It…it…is it laughing?!”

Although the weasel is scary, it did not look lethal, especially in this situation where it was showing weakness.

Chen Ling wasn’t really cold-hearted. When the little weasel tilted its head, he couldn’t hold it anymore and quickly bent down to put it back on the floor.

Then he walked up to Sun Peifeng and said, “Mr. Sun, a weasel that is grateful will not hurt people at will. Besides, there is no blood on its body, which means it has never hurt anyone before it met us.

“You can continue to worship it, but you will have to burn incense three times a day and change the fruit offerings more often. If possible, it would be best to find a few more believers for it. With the offerings and faith, it will naturally no longer feel ‘hungry’.”

“This…” Sun Peifeng was a little embarrassed. Offering three times a day was no problem, but the difficulty was that he didn’t know where to find believers.

Chen Ling also knew that this was difficult and sighed.

Sun Peifeng thought about it carefully and said, “How about, Mr. Chen, you send the immortal to the temple, and I will fund the construction of a small side hall. There will be many people who go to the temple to burn incense, and there will always be people who are willing to worship the weasel.”

Chen Ling: “Have you seen any temples or monasteries in our North City where you can worship spirits?”

This question completely stumped Sun Peifeng, “It seems I have never seen it before.”

Just because the weasel cub in front of them doesn’t do evil, it doesn’t mean that all spirits are kind. If spirits only rely on the essence of the sun and the moon to cultivate, their cultivation will be very slow. Therefore, most of them believe in replenishing the body with the same kind of food, and like to eat living people, relying on blood and human flesh to nourish themselves and cultivate into human form as soon as possible.

Chen Ling: “In the coastal and northeastern regions, some people have built temples for the Five Immortals and worship them devoutly, but people in our North City and surrounding areas are superstitious about the Fox, Yellow, White, Willow, and Gray Immortals and regard them as evil immortals.”

Temples and Taoist temples are generous and advocate the unity of all things. Only those who act in a pure and kind way are like-minded. However, they will not build temples just to collect a weasel. The most important thing is that weasels eat living things. Throwing it into Taoist temples was really a provocation and a deliberate attempt to ruin the place!

If it didn’t get any offerings, it would be chased around and beaten.

It’s so miserable.

The weasel seemed to know that it was a ball that no one wanted, and it scratched the ground with its claws sadly, making a slight noise.

Chen Ling felt sorry for it and touched the hyacinth macaw with his shoulder. “Do you want a friend?”

The macaw: “No.”

The macaw really didn’t want to share the affection he received with anything, and it refused to do so even if Chen Ling repeated it more than once. He would continue to express his wishes coldly.

Chen Ling took it off his shoulder and held it in his arms. “Don’t you hate mice? The plants on Yuhe Mountain have recently started to sprout. When they grow up, there will be more and more mice. They will dig holes and give birth to litters of babies in them.”

The sentence was too long for the parrot to understand, but it caught the key words, “rat, nasty, rat, nasty.”

Chen Ling was not exaggerating. By then, there would not only be rats, but also snakes.

Therefore, if the small courtyard at the foot of Yuhe Mountain was not renovated and repaired, there would be many safety hazards in the future. ‘Imagine, when you are sleeping comfortably, a thin snake crawls into your open, snoring mouth…’

Chen Ling stopped his wandering thoughts and swallowed his saliva before continuing, “Compared to chickens, weasels prefer small mammals. They definitely don’t have much interest in birds like you that have more fur than meat and can talk.”

The weasel with its head hanging on the ground nodded vigorously, indicating that it had no appetite for the parrot.The macaw blinked and yawned with its beak open.

Chen Ling continued: “In their diet, mice are actually at the top of the list. With this, mice will never dare to steal your cashews again.”

The macaw understood now, and repeated: “Nuts, nuts, they are all mine!”

Chen Ling asked: “It won’t hurt you, and it can help you catch mice. Don’t you really want to let it go back with me?”

The macaw was silent again. It scratched the young man’s clothes on his chest with its claws twice, looking awkward.

Chen Ling grabbed its dishonest claws and said, “Do you understand? If you do, give me a response.” If he really wanted to take the weasel back, he had to ensure that the two elves would not have a conflict or cause bloodshed.

If the coordination fails, he could only think of other ways to relocate the weasel.

Sun Peifeng felt that it would be a good thing if the weasel could follow Chen Ling. At least someone could keep an eye on it to prevent it from going astray.

But he still had a question in his mind, “Mr. Chen, if you take it home, where do you plan to keep it? Will Mr. Zhao agree?”

“Don’t worry about my master.” Chen Ling said, “When all things revive, thousands of spiritual energies flourish. If it lives in such an environment, it should be very helpful for its cultivation. There is no need to offer sacrifices every day.”

Sun Peifeng: “Everything is coming back to life? But it’s summer now.”

“Spring has just begun in Yuhe Mountain.” said Chen Ling.

Sun Peifeng knew about the lifeless Yuhe Mountain. At first, when he was launching the wildlife park, he had led the project team to conduct research and survey there in person.

It had been many years since that incident, but whenever he thought of that bare and barren mountain, he felt a chill in his heart.

It was too desolate, as if it was wrapped in dark clouds, making people feel depressed and scared for no reason, and they desperately wanted to escape… He really couldn’t imagine how a mountain like that could be full of spring.

Sun Peifeng said “oh” half-heartedly, thinking that Taoists are different. Their words are so profound. It seemed clear that he could understand what they said, but at first glance he didn’t understand him at all.

At this moment, Chen Ling felt the macaw break apart from his arms.

The macaw landed on the ground, and moved closer to the weasel.

Although the weasel is a carnivore, this one is still a cub. Looking at the big bird with a tail that is nearly one meter long, it trembled and stretched out its front paws. Once the opponent launches an attack, it will pounce on it.

The parrot paused, jumped forward twice, then stretched out its wings and patted the weasel’s head from a distance.

Such a gesture is like a small family recognition ceremony. Just a pat on the head, and we become a family.

Chen Ling picked up the macaw and kissed its hard beak. The bird shuddered and tried to drill into the young man’s arms, as if it was shy.

The weasel stood on the ground blankly for a while, then suddenly jumped onto Chen Ling’s shoe, grabbed his trouser leg and climbed all the way to his shoulder, rubbing his head against the human’s jaw.

After rubbing for a while, it stopped, its round black eyes full of confusion.

Just as it was about to use its nose to smell Chen Ling’s scent again, a big hand inserted from behind, blocking him and the young man.

Looking in the direction of the hand, the weasel’s tail stood up and it stepped back on the human’s shoulders.

Jiang Yu reached out and grabbed the skin on the back of its neck and threw it to Wu Weiwei.

Seeing Wu Weiwei catch the weasel with both hands and press it into his arms, Chen Ling hurriedly called out: “Don’t touch its butt, be careful of secretions.”

The stench released by the weasel is not an invisible gas, but a secretion from the scent glands. The secretion is extremely smelly and toxic. A contact with it will make one feel dizzy at best, or faint in extreme cases.

It isn’t anything fatal, but it’s a bit of a living torture.

Wu Weiwei was startled and immediately took the weasel to the bathroom and gave it a good rub on the butt.

Jiang Yu’s eyes were still on Chen Ling’s shoulder. He raised his hand and brushed it twice, saying calmly, “It’s shedding fur, and your clothes are dirty. Go back to the hotel and change.”

Chen Ling looked at the man’s open palm, and sure enough, there was a light white hair.

He thought he was eating some strange aged vinegar again, but it turned out that he was overthinking it. He didn’t care and said, “It’s okay.” But after a busy night, it was time to go back to return to the guesthouse and rest.

As soon as the thought occurred, he couldn’t help but yawn a little.

Sun Peifeng hurriedly said, “You’ve been busy all night, you must be tired.” He turned to his wife and said, “Go and clean up the guest room.”

“No need.” Chen Ling had to go back to the guesthouse, in case the breeding base couldn’t find him when they needed him.

“It’s too late now…” Sun Peifeng was interrupted as soon as he started to persuade.

Chen Ling told Sun Peifeng the truth about the situation. “This is the first time for both parrots to mate. If I live nearby, it will be easier for me to deal with any emergencies.”

Sun Peifeng knew a lot about the Hyacinth Macaw. He knew that it had a beautiful name, the Hyacinth Macaw, and was a vulnerable bird species, listed as a first-class protected animal under the Convention on Biological Diversity. When the wildlife park in Beicheng was first built, in order to attract tourists, he also thought about importing two artificially bred parrots from abroad, but in the end, due to the high price and the concern that the climate in Beicheng was not suitable for the growth of parrots, he had to give up.

He had been busy with his son’s affairs before and had not had time to take a good look at Chen Ling’s parrot. Now, when he heard him talk about it, he could not help but reach out to the parrot, wanting to touch its feathers to satisfy his craving.

The macaw stayed still obediently, but when the human’s hand was about to touch it, it lowered its head and pecked hard.

The hard, hooked beak almost pecked the skin off Sun Peifeng’s hand.

He gasped, covered the back of his hand and stepped back repeatedly, feeling extremely lucky that he didn’t actually buy the birds back then. If he had, and the bird pecked the tourists, then two purple and blue turtles would not be enough to compensate.

Chen Ling flicked the parrot’s head as a warning and apologized to Sun Peifeng.

“It’s okay, it’s okay. I just reached out and touched it myself.” Sun Peifeng took a car key from the coffee table and said, “Let me take you there. There’s a business car in the basement garage that’s just big enough for you.”

Wu Weiwei tugged at Chen Ling’s clothes from behind, wanting to remind them that they came by car. But the words that were about to come to his lips stopped when he felt a piercing chill on the back of his neck.

He subconsciously turned around and met Jiang Yu’s dark eyes, as if he already knew what he was going to say.

“What do you want to say?” Chen Ling asked.

Wu Weiwei swallowed and changed his tone naturally, “Li Hongyu hasn’t arrived yet, shouldn’t we wait for him?”

Chen Ling just remembered and frowned and asked, “Did he contact you again later?”

Wu Weiwei shook his head and said no, “I sent text messages and called him, but he neither replied nor answered. I don’t know if something happened along the way.”

Chen Ling was also a little worried, “Try once again.”

Wu Weiwei nodded, took out his phone and replayed the call to Li Hongyu. Fortunately, the call was connected this time.

The signal on Li Hongyu’s end was bad and the voice was intermittent. The people on this side hadn’t heard clearly what he said. After a vague “I have something urgent to do, see you tomorrow”, the phone was hung up.

Wu Weiwei: “Has he run into any trouble?”

“That shouldn’t be the case.” Chen Ling said, “There were other people talking in the noise just now. They might be on a mission.”

Wu Weiwei put away his phone and said, “Brother Chen, let’s go.”