The cat who wears Jackie Chan

"Junior Brother Mu, come out!" The three surrounded the door on the mountain wall.

The door panel was unresponsive.

"Do you have to let the senior brother use the real technique?"

In an instant, in front of the three of them, the door melted into the river like a drop of water and disappeared without a trace, leaving only a bare stone wall.

"... Brother Mu's illusion has been practiced to a state of perfection?"

Deep in the mountain belly, a figure was lying on the bed with his feet crossed, throwing a piece of snacks into his mouth, drinking two sips of iced drinks, and watching something with relish.

"Tsk, why is there so much noise outside? Before I changed shifts, I heard that the entrance of this cave is remote and quite quiet. Is there a lot of noise?"

"Can't those disciples of Juntian Daoist Academy clean up and cultivate properly?"

"Don't leave another pile of rubbish, tattered and empty wine jugs at the entrance of the cave, making me bother to clean up..."

"Bah, it's worse than a dog!"

While complaining, the figure yawned and rubbed his sore eyes.I stayed up late last night, and I was not very energetic.

Eh, that aura hovering at the entrance of the cave is a little familiar...it seems to be the one I'm waiting for?In a daze, the figure sensed something, waved his hand, and let it go.

A wooden door appeared at the entrance of the cave.

"Oh, that's not right," the next moment, the figure's eyes straightened, and he shouted in a panic, "His breath is wrong! I seem to have let in people who shouldn't be let in!"

With a flick of a finger, a flame floated in front of him, illuminating the surroundings.Mu Xuefeng walked forward all the way.

It has been a stick of incense time to walk in the corridor, and I haven't seen the end yet.

He couldn't help thinking, what is it that can hide so deeply under the eyes of the Taoist monastery?

It can't be a pangolin.

On the winding and deep corridor, there is not a single wall lamp, as if leading to another world.Apart from his own footsteps, he couldn't hear anything from the outside world.

Whoa, whoa.

Suddenly, Mu Xuefeng heard the sound of thick and mighty water, like the sound of rolling waves in a certain extremely wide water area.

It sounded suddenly in the dark and narrow corridor, almost like a hallucination.

When she was young, Mu Xuefeng stopped in her tracks.Suddenly, a lake appeared before his eyes.

Can such a large lake be accommodated in the mountainside?

He paid attention to it for a moment, and noticed something unusual again.You can see the sparkling light and hear the sound of the surge, but you can't feel a trace of moisture. It doesn't seem like there is real water.

In this illusory lake, what flows is not water, but... light.

The lake is a fake lake, but there is a decent ferry on the lakeside, and an old boat is moored.If you cross by boat, where will you cross?

Before he could take a closer look, the scene in front of him changed.

The shimmering water and shadow dissipated, and there was a cold stone wall in front of him. There was a door on the stone wall.

Another door.

"Oh my little fellow daoist," the stone door opened, and an old Taoist with a sallow face stretched out half of his body and waved at him, "please go back the way you came. You came early, and now is not the time for you to come!"

Although I accidentally put you in, can I admit it frankly, hehe.

As the stone door opened, shadowy whispers also flowed out from the door, as if the old Taoist was not the only one inside.

"This is Styx, are you the soul ecstasy?" Mu Xuefeng asked.

"No, no, you will know later—" Before the old Taoist could finish his sentence, Mu Xuefeng, who looked like lightning, instantly passed him who was blocking the door, and flashed into the stone room.

Mu Xuefeng looked around.

The house was messy, with debris scattered everywhere, but no one was there.His eyes rested on the object making the noise.

That thing was lying on the quilt on the stone bed. It was a square piece of transparent glass, showing a picture of somewhere like a water mirror.

The woman in the picture is beautiful, with cumbersome and heavy ornaments on her hair, and said with a half-smile: "Then enjoy the summer and always be red, even if she uses her blood to accumulate some color for the maple leaves in the palace... ..."

?Is there a battle in the palace among mortals? Why is there a need to peek at it?

"You, why did you barge in without saying hello!" The old Taoist scolded in panic.

"Aren't you selling rat poison?" Mu Xuefeng sneered, "Why isn't there any stockpiled rat poison in the house?"

"You, you still remember." The old Taoist felt guilty.

At the beginning of last year, he set up a stall in a nearby town to sell rat poison. After selling for a few days, he finally got the little orange cat that the boss ordered.So he put a bag of rat poison on a bell and sold it to the owner of the cat.

I have already paid for it and delivered it. What do you want to do when you come here? I don’t include after-sales service here!

"Who are you? What is the bell you gave Yuanyuan?" Mu Xuefeng asked.

As soon as he saw each other, he could smell the evil spirit on this old Taoist, he was a weasel spirit.Living in such a strange place so quietly, there must be a lot of secrets about him.

It even looked familiar, it was the stall owner who sold rat medicine back then.

That package of rat poison was what Yuanyuan insisted on buying, so far she hasn't even opened the paper package, and kept it intact in her storage ring.But the bell that the old man "gifted at random" seems to have a lot of background, and Yuanyuan uses it every day when she practices.

"Xiao Xiaodao just lives here in seclusion, and that bell came by accident. Your cat is cute and smart, and I was so happy to see it, so I gave it to him." The old weasel was still talking nonsense.

It's a pity that this kind of nonsense that has never been blessed with the aura of "not being seen through" will definitely not deceive people.

"Heh," Mu Xuefeng sneered, scanning the stone room with sharp eyes, "What is this, and what is that? Where did you get it from?"

On the bedside table was a thin transparent bottle with a layer of frost on the surface. The body of the bottle didn't look like glass, crystal, or gold, iron, ceramics, etc. It was a material that I had never seen before.The reddish-brown water in the bottle is slightly frothy.

Mu Xuefeng really knew each other.

——He drank it in the illusion that he experienced with Yuanyuan.It was very choking and weird to drink it down at first, but after two more sips, it felt inexplicably happy.

The bright yellow bag next to the bottle is also made of some strange material, with "%@potato chips" written on it, and a mouth is torn open, and the inside looks like fried sweet potato chips.

"Uh, it's just a small snack." The old Taoist was stunned for a moment, "I got it from a distant place by traveling across the ocean."

"A place called Earth?"

Earth is Yuanyuan's hometown in her previous life, Yuanyuan told him.

"Hiss," the old Taoist couldn't hold back at all, "You even know this?!"

"Five and ten, explain it all."

Mu Xuefeng simply found a chair, used a dust-avoiding technique to clean off the dust on it, and sat down.

By the way, he glanced at the square piece of colored glaze placed on the bed.I don't see the old Taoist infusing spiritual power to maintain the water mirror technique, and he is still persistently presenting the scene of a mortal palace somewhere.

During the time he was talking with the old Taoist, Fang Liulizhong suddenly started singing with the accompaniment of the shengxiao, and the room echoed "Old dreams are vaguely past, blurred in spring flowers and autumn moon..."

The old weasel's face was wrinkled into a bitter melon.

"Xiaodao is just a gatekeeper. Lord Zhulong has ordered you not to meddle in the affairs of this world at will, so as not to cause any unexpected changes." He bowed to Mu Xuefeng, "Leave Xiaodao alone, should I say, I don't know either..."

"Candle Dragon?" Mu Xuefeng frowned, a frenzied consciousness flashed in his eyes.

A certain memory is awakened, and a big wave rises in the sea of ​​consciousness.Before his mind became completely disordered, he forcibly stagnated his consciousness, cleared his mind, and suppressed the disorder.

The old Taoist looked at him cautiously and sighed secretly.

Of course he recognized that the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Emperor Yinglong.Even if he only has the Golden Core realm now, he dare not be disrespectful.

Speaking of which, when the previous senior left office, he told him that Ying Long's situation was not good.However, according to divination, during his term of office, he will turn his bad luck into good luck, and after everything is settled, he will be able to end his expatriate assignment as soon as possible, and return to the earth to be happy and happy——

There is no internet or electricity, potato chips, shrimp crackers, biscuits, ice bread, and ice bread, so I have to stock up on a batch when I go back from the annual vacation, not to mention any takeaway delivery, how are these days!

The only advantage is that this world is full of aura, and breathing is a hundred times easier than on Earth.But for the old Weasel Daoist who gave up his ascension and lay down, it wasn't much of an advantage.

Alas, Emperor Yinglong, stand up!

I look at it, it means that I have to work overtime.

"The gatekeeper?" Mu Xuefeng calmed down the restlessness in the sea of ​​consciousness, "Are you guarding the door outside the cave, or...the ferry on the dry lake?"

"Alas." Seeing Ying Long's intransigent look of asking the end, the weasel old man decided to let it go. Anyway, he will know sooner or later, "The cave outside is just an insignificant wall. I'm guarding the rear. The gate, that is, the lake you mentioned."

"Crossing the lake, where will you arrive?"

"Earth."

The old man's straightforward answer made Mu Xuefeng startled.

"Is it that easy?"

"That's right. It's a low-level small thousand world with poor spirit energy. If you find a way, it's easy to enter." The old man shook his head again, "But now, it's not the time for you to enter."

"When is it?"

"When the day comes, you will know."

"It's a matter of course..." Mu Xuefeng murmured.

Of course he wanted to visit Yuanyuan's hometown.It's really not the time now, he still has a heavy burden on his body, and there are enemies that need to be solved urgently.

"What is the bell you gave?"

"It's just a magic weapon that can help a little, Zhu... mainly because it matches your cat well. Your cat, after all, is from my hometown. When a fellow meets a fellow, there are tears in my eyes... I take care of it, very happy It's normal, right?" The old Taoist wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Don't ask Emperor Yinglong, if you say something you shouldn't, I'm afraid that Master Zhulong will deduct your salary.

Obviously, Mu Xuefeng did not intend to let him go.

"The rat poison you sell is real rat poison?"

"Yeah, I packaged it myself in paper bags. Have you tried it? It works very well."

"...No need." Mu Xuefeng said, and took out the bag of rat poison intact.

He looked at an unopened bag of "%@potato chips" stuffed in the cabinet by the wall: "Is that also a special product on Earth?"

"Ah, yes." The old man replied a little puzzled.

"I will exchange this bag of rat poison with you."

"what??"

"Or exchange it with spirit stones?"

"Uh...forget it, it's up to you."

Just do it, just make a good relationship with the emperor.

Old Weasel watched Mu Xuefeng put down the bag of rat poison with a painful face, and put a bag of potato chips into the storage ring.

My favorite flavor of cucumber!

"Lao Mu, Lao Mu, where are you?" A voice suddenly sounded in the room, and the old weasel was rescued.

Mu Xuefeng took out the messenger talisman that had been silent for a while from the bottom of his sleeve, and Le Yuan's voice came through the void: "Have you found a new place to hide?"

"Found it, it's safe for now." Mu Xuefeng said.

"I'll go find you?"

"No need, this place is hard to find," Mu Xuefeng pondered for a moment, "Yuanyuan, you go home first, you don't have to wait for me. I'll come out after the spring test is over, and I brought you a gift."

Yuanyuan will like the special products from her hometown.

"Meow? Where did you conjure up the gift, okay, I'll wait for you when I go home."

The contact was cut off, and Le Yuan stared blankly at the messenger talisman in his hand.

This thing is easy to use and not expensive. The disadvantage is that it is disposable, and it will fail after one day of use.Before the end of the spring test, you can contact the owner at any time.

How did he find another good place to hide and seek so quickly, and got a present from somewhere?

Maybe Lao Mu dug a hole to bury himself, and dug out some treasure from the ground.

By the way, did I just hallucinate?

When talking with the help of the messenger talisman, the voice of the other party is very clear, but the background sound is more blurred. Le Yuan vaguely feels that he seems to have heard the sentence "I would rather die with the fragrance on the branch"...

"Here, little fellow daoist," Old Weasel looked at Mu Xuefeng who was sitting safely on the chair, "What do you want?"

Like sitting down and not planning to leave.

"Please let me stay for a few hours."

"Oh... then you can do it yourself."

Old Weasel silently picked up his tablet, and continued to look at Zhen X Chuan.

After a while, he found that Mu Xuefeng was also watching, so he silently pushed the tablet over.