The cat who wears Jackie Chan

Mu Xuefeng walked around the pool of dirty blood.

Inadvertently lowering its head, the little orange cat saw two pieces of broken white paper floating in the blood.

The husband who had been arguing just now rushed out of the house, grabbed the piece of paper from the bloody water with his bare hands for fear that others would snatch it away, and gave them a bad look.

?It's okay to see what we do.

After walking for a while, I suddenly felt someone peeping. The little orange cat looked up and saw someone on the street facing the building. It seemed that someone was looking in their direction, and he didn't look away for a long time.The fog was thick and white, and the light was dim. The man was like a ghost, and he couldn't see what he looked like at all.

The little orange cat opened its emerald green round eyes and stared back.

You are so impolite, you know that?

"Meow?" The little orange cat suddenly remembered and asked, where are you planning to go, owner.

"Something is wrong." Mu Xuefeng said.

"Meow." The little orange cat nodded.As foreigners, the two of us must be too bright and outstanding, always being peeked at.

"Wow, woof, woof!" As they walked, suddenly a black dog rushed out from the narrow alley by the side of the road, with red eyes, and barked at them.

What are you doing?Neither does the dog owner.

The little orange cat stared at it again, and suddenly felt that the black dog's eyes looked familiar somewhere.

"This dead dog is barking again in the morning!" There were shouts and cursing in the depths of the alley, and a big man ran out with a kitchen knife.

The black dog whimpered and ran away with its tail between its legs, and the big man chased after him with strides.

Walking to the end of this street, the sound of water came out of the thick fog, and the water was faintly rippling, as if it were a small river passing through the city.

The sound of the water grew louder.The little orange cat looked over, a few steps away upstream of the river, there was an old woman with gray hair sitting on the steps along the river, with her back to them, washing her clothes intently.While washing, he complained in his mouth, "God damn it, I really don't like to be clean" and "The cuffs are so dirty".

Mu Xuefeng stopped suddenly.

I saw that the things that the old woman scrubbed were originally covered by her body, but now a piece leaked out, floating pale white on the water.

The little orange cat stared wide-eyed.Hey, it's not clothes, it's a paper man.

This is also washable, is it painted with waterproof paint?Still pondering, I saw traces of red and green floating in the clear river water, and the facial features of the paper figurine gradually blurred.Before disappearing, the paper figurine grinned and smiled strangely at the onlookers and the cat, with blood and tears streaming from the corners of its eyes.

All right, the little orange cat muttered, although the paint is not waterproof, the quality of the paper figurines is quite good.

The old woman also looked back at them, grinning her toothless mouth, as if she wanted to say something.When she was distracted, the scrubbing paper figure slipped out of her hand, whirled and floated downstream.

"Oh." The old woman looked anxious.

In a blink of an eye, the white paper man floated to him.The little orange cat jumped up, threw itself into the river, grabbed the paper figurine with its paws, put the wet piece of paper on the cat's back, swam ashore, and handed it back to the old woman.

The owner doesn't like to be nosy, as long as he can, the little orange cat will still take care of it.

"You are a good boy." The old woman smiled at the little orange cat with a wrinkled face, and said tremblingly, "Go along the river, pass the second bridge, and the third Maji cloth shop on the left , the clothes there are nice."

Meow?The little orange cat couldn't help but glanced at its owner.The owner is dressed very normally today, and looks good too. You are the mother of the owner of the cloth shop, you open your mouth to win business.

Mu Xuefeng ignored her and walked forward without comment.

The little orange cat shook its fur and followed. The owner picked it up and took a soft cloth to dry the cat's fur.

Behind him, the sound of scrubbing water sounded again.

It may be that it is early, and there are not many pedestrians on the road.The little orange cat somehow feels that there are pairs of peeping eyes hidden on both sides of the foggy street, and the passers-by who pass by always sneak glances at themselves and their owners.

If you want to create a civilized city here, I will definitely give a bad review.

"Meow meow?" Owner, are we going the wrong way.

After crossing the river and walking for a while, the fog became thicker and thicker, and gradually the streets on both sides disappeared, and the pedestrians disappeared, leaving only endless fog that blocked the vision.This fog is really heavy...

After walking for an unknown distance, what they saw in front of them unexpectedly returned to a familiar scene. They returned to the small river that passed through the city. Not far away, there was the sound of washing clothes.

"I didn't find a way out of the city." Mu Xuefeng said.

"Meow meow." We seem to be hitting a wall, the visibility is too low in the fog, let's go after the fog clears.

"Huh, then go and see where she pointed the way." The owner didn't bother anymore, and followed the old woman's instructions, passed the second bridge forward, looked to the left, and there was indeed a plaque with "" Ma Kee Buzhuang" shop.

It was still very early, and there were already customers in the shop, like a pair of ladies and maids.The clothes they both wore were similar, but their hair accessories were very different. The young lady wore a hair full of gold, silver and pearls, while the maid only wore a silk flower.

Turning around in front of the mirror twice to look at the new clothes, the lady seemed dissatisfied, she frowned and looked at the servant girl: "The one you tried on looks pretty good, I'll change it with you."

Both of them went inside.Walking out after a while, the clothes worn by the young lady and the servant girl have been reversed, and a silk scarf is wrapped around their necks.

The little orange cat took a look, did that dress show off her figure? As soon as the lady put it on, she immediately became exquisite and elegant.

Tsk, I'm a straight man, so I don't know much about these things.

After watching outside the door for a while, Mu Xuefeng stepped into the shop.

"Welcome," the boss, a fat middle-aged man, greeted him with a smile on his face, and asked, "I don't know how you found this small shop?"

"There is an old woman who washes clothes by the river to show me the way." Mu Xuefeng said.

"Oh, good, take your time, honored guest."

The cloth shop sells both cloth and ready-made clothes.Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple, there are all kinds of fabrics, most of them are placed on remote shelves, and there is a layer of dust on them.All the white and red cloths in the good positions were not only free of dust, but also seemed to be selling well.

The finished garments are also mainly plain white and bright red.

The little orange cat muttered to himself, the red clothes are fine, those white ones are too plain.

Some fellow students in the monastery like to wear white clothes, and the owner also has one, which is not often worn.However, the white clothes they wear every day will have some dark patterns on the fabric, and the sleeve corners will be embroidered with cloud patterns, pine cranes and so on.White clothes without any patterns are also mourning clothes in this cultivation world.

Could it be that... is it a meow used to hurt clothes?

Suddenly having an idea in his heart, the little orange cat patted his good brother on the shoulder with his cat's paw.

When Mu Xuefeng turned his head, what he saw was the cat-eared boy who had turned into a human.

After a while, the two walked out of the cloth shop and put on the new clothes they just bought.

On the cloth as white as snow, without a trace of pattern, there are two large characters dripping with ink, both written on the chest, one is "ghost king" and the other is "ghost messenger".

Written by Le Yuan himself, the font is not ugly.Anyway, he died once, and he is not afraid of bad luck.

Mu Xuefeng, with the big characters "ghost messenger" on his chest, said, "Do I have to find a chain to tie you down?"

"Stop it, save some face for the Ghost King."

The boss who had just finished a deal suddenly said behind him, "You two, be careful of those people in the city who have no shadows and many shadows."

Meow?Are all the shadows in your city so free?

Holding the owner's hand, they swaggered down the street.

People in Jinguan City like to peep, right?Le Yuan thought in his heart, let's wear high-profile clothes and show you enough.

But for some reason, after putting on new snow-white clothes and wearing such arrogant big characters, they became invisible to the crowd, and they could no longer feel the peeping eyes from the depths of the sea of ​​fog.

Tsk, are you looking down on my aesthetics?

After shopping for a while, they unknowingly walked to the night market street.

"I want to buy this, boss!" The voice was tender and crisp, and it sounded familiar, it was the little boy I met last night.

The little boy blinked his big black eyes, stood in front of the paper figurine booth, and pointed at a male paper figurine riding a tall horse.

"I'll trade this paper figure with you! My mother always stops me from spending money, I don't want her anymore."

The little paper figurine held by the boy looked a bit like his mother who held his hand in the night market last night.

The old man who kept the stall glanced at it and said, "It's worn out, it's worn out. It can't be replaced. At most, it can only be replaced by a dog."

Meow?Why bring a filial son, your mother cares about you spending money randomly, so you steal a paper doll that looks like your mother and exchange it for something?Does your mother know?

The little boy turned his head and glanced at them: "Can a cat be exchanged?"

Le Yuan has turned into a human body, but a pair of orange cat ears are still stuck in the black hair, very conspicuous.

"His fur color requires expensive paint, and you can't afford to change it."

"Forget it," the little boy hesitated for a long time, and made up his mind, "Don't change the dog, just give me two paper money."

Huh?Le Yuan watched Xiaotong hand over the little paper doll that looked like his mother, and exchanged it for two copper coins, the kind that were burnt in graves.

What can you do, you can't burn it at home and play.

The old man selling paper figurines looked at Mu Xuefeng again: "Do you want a paper cat?"

Le Yuan thought that the owner would like the paper cat, but Mu Xuefeng directly refused: "It looks weird, don't."

really.I looked around at the paper figurines, horses, and animals on the stall. They are brightly colored and can move around, but the painting style is a bit weird... far less cute than Senior Sister Shen's paintings.

"Boss, what can I exchange for this?" The business of the paper figurine stall was still good, and someone rushed over and asked.When I saw it, it was the husband who I saw pouring blood into the middle of the street when I just left the inn, holding a female paper figurine that had been torn into pieces and glued in his hand.

The old man glanced at it and said, "It's completely bad, so I'll just change it to a mouse."

"I still have more." The husband took out another glued paper figure of a child.Not as badly as the paper girl, with an arm broken and reattached.

"Two together, can we exchange for a good paper doll?" the husband said.

"Yes." The old man nodded and let him choose.

Tsk, you sell paper figurines and also recycle part-time. Could it be that this kind of paper is similar to talisman paper, is it specially made and can be used repeatedly?

"Are you going to the Drunken Immortal Tower?" The little boy said to the spectators, "I also want to buy dried spirit beast meat, let's go together along the way."

"It hasn't opened yet." Mu Xuefeng said.

"It's open, it will be open when we get there." Xiaotong said firmly.

"...You lead the way." Anyway, there is nothing to do now, the owner probably thinks so.

The little boy giggled and jumped up and down to lead the way, with a small shadow trailing behind him.

Suddenly remembering the words of the owner of the cloth shop, Le Yuan glanced back, the husband who was picking out the paper figurines was there, but the old man who sold the paper figurines was not.

Has the shadow in Jinguan City truly achieved freedom?

Le Yuan took another look at the pedestrians on the road. The shadows in the fog were light, but if you look carefully, you can still see that some have shadows and some don't, half to half.

Hiss... something is really wrong.

Wait, think about it carefully, where is this Jinguan City, everything is wrong! !

Am I demented?It's like being hit by Master Luo's "not to be seen through" spell, such an obvious abnormality, I didn't realize it until now!

"Old Mu, have you noticed that some people in the city have no shadow?" Le Yuan said.

"There are just a few active tiger demons here. Guess why there is one more shadow of the tiger clan that has eaten people?" Mu Xuefeng said calmly.

Ah, are you saying that those people without shadows were all eaten by the tiger demon, and their shadows were also taken away by the tiger demon?

Although it can be explained, this number is exaggerated!What about this gang of tiger monsters who eat human flesh every day?

"Then what was wrong with what you said before?" Le Yuan asked again in a low voice.

Mu Xuefeng sighed very lightly, and also lowered her voice: "My spiritual power is not working well."

"Meow?" Le Yuan meowed in surprise.I didn't think so, just now I used illusion to turn into a human body... Hiss, ah this ah this.

When he adjusted his spiritual power again, he was extremely sluggish.Most of the magic power is used to perform the magic power, and it only needs a little spiritual power as an introduction, maybe he has already been tricked.

Le Yuan started to panic.

If he stays with his good brother Long Aotian, who is extremely capable of fighting, he will not be afraid of mountains of swords and seas of fire, and dare to let the other party call him daddy. Now Maomao has no spiritual power, and his good brother has also lost his battle. Li is just a poor, unarmed and weak cat.

Why is it happening like that!

"Have we been poisoned?" Le Yuan asked quietly.

"I suspect that there is something wrong with the breakfast at the inn. This white mist is also eroding my strength all the time. I feel weaker since I left the inn." Mu Xuefeng looked serious.

"If you say that, the entire Jinguan City might have problems. We can't eat any more food in the city." Le Yuan thought for a while, "Then...there is still a bottle of Bigu Pill?"

Mu Xuefeng was silent for a moment, the heaviness hidden in the eyes that looked at her made Le Yuan's heart skip a beat.

"That bottle of Bigu Pill may not be edible. Do you think this is still Jinguan City?"

"Ah? Don't you suspect Qinglian Sword...uh."

Le Yuan is not stupid, as soon as my good brother pointed it out, he immediately recalled it.

After the flying boat collided with an unknown black shadow and crashed, the body of the boat was lifted up by the leader of Qinglian Sword Sect with sword energy, and brought to this city for an forced landing.Originally, according to the set route, the flying boat drove automatically from Juntian Taoist Temple to Qinglian Jianzong, but after the crash, the elder had the final say on where to fly.

Not to mention Bigu Pill, it was given by a disciple of Qinglian Sword Sect knocking on the door.

No way, after only a few days of rest, we ran into a big conspiracy head-on again? !

"Old Mu, did you ask for help..."

Although the last time he asked his master for help, it turned into a grand contest in front of everyone in the Taoist academy, but this time...we are still in real danger!

"I tried it, but there was no response, maybe it was blocked by the fog."

"hiss."

Speaking of which, owner, we seem to have forgotten something.

...By the way, where is the black flood dragon?

Before going to the night market last night, I disliked it being in the way, bought it a bowl of roasted pork at the inn, and ordered it to squat in the inn.After coming back from the night market full of food and drink, neither the person nor the cat noticed that the black dragon was there.

Thinking about it this way, the black dragon seems to have disappeared a long time ago!

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