He's super fierce and super cute [Quick Transmigration]

Qingxuan's face darkened slightly, feeling that things were not that simple.

"Has there been any movement from the Demon Sect recently?"

A look of solemnity flashed across the face of the little novice, and he said: "Master, Wuji died, and there has been turmoil in the Demon Sect recently. Wuji's apprentice, Brahma, wants to take over. Judging from the current situation in the Demon Sect, Brahma will become the next Demon Sect." The suzerain is very likely."

With Wuji's death, the Mozong might have suffered quite a blow. Now that the Mozong is in civil strife, if the Righteous Way attacks at this time, it will definitely cause heavy damage to the Mozong!

It may even set off a war between the righteous and the evil.

Renewing the flames of war is not a good thing for both Zhengmo and Yu Zhengmo. At that time, it will only be those ordinary people with low cultivation bases who will suffer.

"Are you sure Wuji is dead?" Qingxuan's face was a little uncertain.

"I'm sure, it was Brahma himself who killed him, and now that Wuji's body is hanging on the moat cliff of the Demon Sect!"

The Mozong is not like the orthodox way, and has always acted absurdly and freely. It is not impossible for Brahma to hang Wuji on the cliff of the sky to demonstrate with his own hands.

Qingxuan nodded, and said: "I will go over to confirm in two days."

"Master, you must be careful." The little novice reminded.

"Is there anything else?" Qing Xuan asked.

The little novice looked hesitant, finally gritted his teeth, and said, "Master, the presider's health has gotten worse recently, and the Buddha's breathing lamp has also dimmed a lot."

Qingxuan frowned deeply, sighed, and said: "Let senior brother not have to worry about it, I will take care of everything in the outside world, cultivate your body well, and I will find a continuation for him."

"Yes, master, if there is nothing wrong with the master, the younger one will step back."

Qing Xuan nodded.

When the little novice went out, Dahei finally couldn't bear it, and jumped out of Qingxuan's arms.

It was about to be suffocated by urine, and this group of monks was very talkative, and it took them a long time to say a few words.

Promise?Brahma?Continuation of the soul?It's really inexplicable, do you have steamed buns?

Qingxuan waved to Dahei, "It's so late, don't run around."

Dahei sneered at him, quite disdainfully.

Now no one can stop it from peeing.

It jumped out of the window, and then slipped out under Qingxuan's eyelids.

The outside world was in the dark night, and almost all the monks had returned to the monastery to rest, and Dahei hardly encountered any living people on the road.

It looked around, then hid in an empty corner, raised its short furry legs, and urinated on the spot.

After finishing all this, Dahei looked around his body with a guilty conscience, pulled the soil twice, and buried the urine.

It is a cat that loves cleanliness, and it can't do things like defecate anywhere.

Dahei finished urinating, buried the evidence, and turned around to go back.

But it found that the temple was so big that it forgot which room the great monk lived in.

The monks' houses basically look exactly the same, and the big black brain is not enough.

It meowed, and finally ran towards the monk's house to the east.

It should be here, right?

Dahei stepped on the soft fleshy pad and jumped into the monk's house with ease.

But when he saw everything in the monk's house, Dahei was stunned.

This is not the residence of the great monk just now.

There was a strong smell of medicine in the monk's house, which was somewhat unpleasant, and the big black cat's face wrinkled bitterly.

An old monk is sitting on a couch and meditating.

Dahei walked over curiously.

The old monk didn't seem to sense its existence, it stretched out its little feet suspiciously, and touched the old monk lightly.

But with just such a touch, the old monk spit out a mouthful of blood.

Dahei was shocked!

The old monk opened his cloudy eyes and seemed to have noticed the existence of Dahei.

Dahei was a little scared, and hid back.

When the old monk saw it, he couldn't help laughing, wiped off the blood from his mouth, and said, "You are the cat picked up by Qingxuan. It looks a bit spiritual."

Of course, Dahei shook his tail proudly, it can understand human characters, it is a very smart cat.

I heard that with a high level of cultivation, little monsters like them can also transform into human form. Dahei thinks that he is so smart that he should be able to transform into human form soon.

The old monk stretched out a hand tremblingly, and touched Dahei's head. There was a plate of snacks on the tea table beside him.

The old monk took a piece of snack and handed it to Dahei.

The big black nose moved, and then started to gnaw on the old monk's hand.

Speaking of it, although Dahei was very afraid of the great monk before him, he had no fear of the old monk in front of him.

The old monk gave it snacks and it was very happy, thinking that the old monk was much better than the great monk.

"Oh." The old monk sighed.

"Do you have a name?" The old monk looked at it lovingly with his cloudy eyes.

Dahei raised his head rarely, gave the old monk a good look, and meowed at it.

"Since there is no name, shall I pick one for you?"

"Meow!"

My name is Dahei!

"Seeing that your whole body is pitch-black, and there is the image of Wuji's gossip in your eyes, and the sign of nine lives, why don't you call you Wuji?"

Dahei is a little depressed, it is called Dahei!What a bad name this old monk took!Isn't it the same as the short-lived ghost of the Demon Sect before?

Might as well call it gossip!

Seeing this, the old monk couldn't help laughing, "Okay, ok, I'm just kidding you, but you little guy has the nine omens of life, you are lucky, you have to practice hard."

Dahei finished eating the snack, shook his butt at the old monk angrily, then jumped out of the window without saying hello.

Before coming out, Dahei ate a steamed bun, and just now he ate a large piece of pastry, and his stomach felt a little bloated.

The consequences of gluttony.

But the food was right in front of him, and it was impossible for him not to eat it.

Dahei was frightened by hunger, and wanted to eat everything he saw. He didn't want to feel that kind of hunger anymore.

Dahei staggered around in the temple, peeking through the crack of the door.

Not here, where does the great monk live?

Just when Dahei was in great pain.

A bright light suddenly lit up in front of him.

Dahei raised his head suddenly, and saw the monk holding a lamp, looking down at it coldly.

Dahei shuddered suddenly, thinking that the monk looked really fierce.

"Where did you go?" The monk's voice was very cold, even colder than the cold wind of the twelfth lunar month.

"Meow~" Dahei called out pretending to be obedient.

But the word cute never existed for Dahei.

The monk turned around and said in a bad tone, "If you run around again next time, you won't be bothered if you die outside."

Dahei followed up with interest.

But the stomach hurts too much, cold sweat oozes from the forehead while walking, and the small body shakes.

"Meow!" Slow down.

Dahei called the monk in front of him.

The great monk is walking too fast, it can't keep up, can't you wait for it?

"Meow..." Stinky Monk, don't you understand if I tell you to slow down?

Dahei felt aggrieved, feeling that the great monk was really unreasonable, staggered, and Dahei fell to the ground all of a sudden.

Its vision is vaguely blurry.

The great monk in front of him walked further and further away.

Dahei thought angrily, forget it, forget it, don't wait, who cares, the big monk with a bad temper.

But after a while, Dahei saw the monk turn around again, looked at it in surprise, then stepped forward, and gently hugged it.

The monk's body temperature was very warm, and Dahei felt that his stomach felt a little better, but it was only slightly.

The great monk touched its bulging belly, frowned slightly, and asked, "Are you eating outside?"

"Meow……"

Dahei almost didn't even have the strength to scream.

This can be regarded as a disaster caused by greedy mouth. The body that has been hungry for a long time should be cultivated, but it eats so much at once, no wonder the little stomach can't stand it.

Qingxuan carried the little thing back to his monk's house.

He looked at it with complicated eyes.

It's not that he hasn't rescued other cats and dogs before, but none of them are as spiritual as this.

The corner of Qingxuan's lips curled up into a smile.

That smile was weak.

Dahei was lying on the monk's bed stretched out, looking at the handsome and deep brows of the monk in front of him, and the smile on the corner of his mouth, he thought that the big monk was quite good-looking.

The monk's hand was very warm, and the movement of rubbing its belly was very gentle.

Dahei narrowed his eyes in enjoyment, and let the monk rub his belly.

It felt that it was almost a useless cat, and the monk rubbed it so comfortably that it didn't want to move at all.

Qingxuan watched it calmly.

The little life under the palm is so soft that Qingxuan's whole body softens and relaxes.

Seeing Dahei's virtue, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

This cat is really different from the ones I have seen before.

Dahei lay comfortably on the monk's bed.

If the monk pushes too hard, Dahei will kick him with his little feet, reminding the monk that it is too heavy, please lighten it...it is so delicate...

Dahei fell asleep in such a daze.

The monk also stopped his hands.

"Zimo." The monk called softly.

"Subordinates are here."

A man in black immediately appeared, half kneeling in front of Qingxuan.

"Where did the cat go just now?" The monk's face was calm, but there seemed to be a dark prey hidden in his eyes.

"Reporting to the Lord, the cat just went to the back garden to have a rest before, and then went to the host's room, and ate a piece of pastry. There was no suspicious behavior, and it has nothing to do with the Mozong."

"Ah."

The monk nodded, "Back off."

The man in black came and went without a trace, and disappeared into the room almost instantly.

The monk stretched out his hand and scratched the cat's chin. In his sleep, the cat was very peaceful, as if he was upset by being disturbed. The cat stretched out two little feet and hugged his hand, and babbled.

Seeing this, the monk let out a chuckle, and said softly, "But why is there a trace of Wuji on you?"

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