Not long after Gongsun Yue, the magistrate of Pingliang County, left, he sent an official to move the golden stool away, and also sent him a matching brand new stone stool.

Chen Yuan put this matter behind him and did not pay too much attention to it.

It rained for a while, and after more than half a month of continuous rain, the sky became sunny today.

"It seems that it won't be long before summer begins."

After a spring rain, Chen Yuan felt that the weather and temperature were gradually getting hotter. He walked out of the main room and said.

Chen Yuan glanced at the yard and discovered that the white rat, which was about the same size as a domestic cat, was drilling into the mouse hole in the corner of the yard.

It was also during this time that Chen Yuan discovered that the white rat in his home was growing bigger and bigger under Chen Yuan's eyes, as if it had been blown away.

What started out as the size of an adult's palm actually grew to almost the size of a domestic cat in just over a month.

Sometimes, if you don't look carefully, you might think it's a white cat running past you.

A grown-up white rat cannot get into the rat hole in the corner.

Not to mention the body, even the head can't get in.

When Chen Yuan walked out of the house, he happened to see this funny scene, and he couldn't help but laugh for a while.

"You have grown up so fast recently that you can't even go back to your original home."

Chen Yuan smiled beside him.

The white rat, who was laughed at by Chen Yuan, looked a little annoyed after trying several times without success.

But it was useless to worry, so I could only walk to the stone table in frustration, jump from the ground to the stool, then use the stool as a springboard, jump from the stool to the stone table, lie down on the stone table and take a nap.

Chen Yuan also walked over, swept the withered pear blossoms that had fallen on the stone table and bench with the sleeves of his Taoist robe, and found a seat to sit down.

Since half a month ago, the pear blossoms in the alleys in the west of the city have begun to wither, and now they are almost done.

The pear trees in Chen Yuan's yard were no exception. During this period, when Chen Yuan got up every morning, the yard was covered with a thick layer of pear blossoms. After sweeping with a broom, a pile of withered pear blossoms could be swept out.

"Go and make me a pot of tea."

Chen Yuan knocked on the head of the white rat who was napping on the table and said to the white rat.

After getting along with each other these days, Chen Yuan and the White Rat have developed some tacit understanding, and the White Rat no longer rejects Chen Yuan's slightest touch.

Not only that, as the size of the body grows, Chen Yuan can ask the white mouse to help Chen Yuan handle some trivial matters.

Although he was a little reluctant, the white mouse still got up, jumped off the stone table, and ran to the kitchen.

After about a quarter of an hour, the white mouse stood upright, moved like a human, held the teapot and teacup with its forelimbs, and walked out of the kitchen.

Chen Yuan leaned over to take the tea brewed by the white mouse, poured himself a cup with a teacup, took a nice sip, put down the teacup and said with great satisfaction:

"It seems that raising a rat at home can still be of some use!"

To be honest, since this white mouse appeared, he basically doesn't have to worry about money.

This feeling is not like he is raising a white rat, but the white rat is raising him.

I don’t know where this white mouse came from. Every day, I will find some money for him from the outside. Most of the time, it is heavy treasures and tongbaos, and very rarely, there is silver.

But the white mouse glanced at Chen Yuan with an expression as if it was a matter of course.

Then he used the stone bench as a springboard and jumped onto the table, just when he was about to lie down on the table and continue taking a nap.

Chen Yuan looked at the white rat in front of him and said:

"Since you can also practice cultivation and have opened up your spiritual wisdom, you can be considered a rat demon. You may not be able to speak when you will be able to speak. It's not good to call you a white rat all the time. How about I help you choose a name?

Right?"

As soon as he heard that Chen Yuan wanted to give him a name, Bai Mouse immediately became energetic and immediately stood up from the table, looking at Chen Yuan expectantly.

Rats generally have no names. Rats have very low IQs and cannot even communicate with each other. They can only rely on barks to convey simple signals, let alone give themselves names.

Of course it is an exception.

"Although I don't know your breed, but from the looks of it, you are no ordinary house mouse. How about I give you the name "Mouse King"? I hope you can become the King of Rats."

Chen Yuan thought for a while and came up with a name for the white mouse.

Who knew that after the white mouse heard this, he looked disgusted and shook his head repeatedly.

It thought Chen Yuan gave it a good name, but who knew it would be so unpleasant.

"Shejun!"

"Huajun!"

……

Chen Yuan came up with a few more names, but the white rat kept shaking his head. None of these names caught his fancy.

At this time, Bai Shu was extremely depressed. What happened to this Taoist and "Jun"?

Finally, he simply jumped off the stone table and wrote a name directly on the ground of the yard with his forelimbs:

"Axian."

"So you are a female rat!"

Chen Yuan suddenly realized.

No wonder the white rats all shook their heads and refused no matter what name he chose. It turned out that the other person was a female rat.

"Since you are a female mouse with snow-white fur, you are named "Snow". From now on, you will be called "Snow Lady"."

Chen Yuan came up with another name.

This white rat still wants to struggle and insists on using its own name.

But Chen Yuan made a rude decision: "That's it."

Helpless, Bai Shu could only accept the name Chen Yuan chose for himself with unwillingness in his heart.

She was reluctant at first, but after thinking about it carefully, she felt that the name "Xue Niang" seemed to be no worse than her own name of "A Xian".

Suddenly his expression became excited and he started running and jumping back and forth in the yard.

After helping Bai Shu marry a name, Chen Yuan no longer cared about Bai Shu, but looked at the ancient well in the corner of the yard.

These days, the story of the villain crying late at night has happened three or four times.

Chen Yuan finally determined that those villains were a kind of ghost.

But it is different from ordinary ghosts.

What is the specific difference? Chen Yuan cannot tell due to limited experience.

After rummaging through the entire house several times but still unable to find the hiding place of the villain ghosts, Chen Yuan finally realized that the most likely hiding place for the villain ghosts was in the corner of the yard that he had always forgotten.

In that ancient well.

"As for whether it is true or not, you will know after seeing it."

Chen Yuan looked at the ancient well.

Chen Yuan planned to wash and clean the entire ancient well from the inside out. After draining all the water, he would go down to the bottom of the well and take a look to see if his guess was correct.

Just as he said, Chen Yuan first cleaned the inner and outer walls of the ancient well with bamboo brushes tied to bamboo poles.

Then they found ropes and wooden barrels, pumped out all the water from the ancient well, and dumped it into the ditch outside the courtyard.

This process took a full hour.

After running around the yard for more than ten times, the white mouse Snow Lady also wanted to help after she was happy, but she climbed onto the handle of the barrel, puffed her cheeks and exerted her strength, but she couldn't lift the bucket of water.

Instead, he accidentally used too much force and fell into the barrel. He splashed in a barrel of well water in panic.

"Okay, don't make any more trouble."

Chen Yuan looked at the white rat who was a little afraid of water and kept struggling in the barrel.

……
Chapter completed!