As Mo Changsheng watched the scenery flash by, he thought to himself that he had really encountered a master this time!
However, most highly skilled people have eccentric temperaments.
The little nun in front of me is one of them.
"Um, my name is Mo Changsheng. Little nun, what's your name?"
“I am not a nun, my name is Kui Kui.”
"But what you're wearing..."
Kui Kui interrupted, "Borrowed."
Mo Changsheng gave an awkward laugh, and the atmosphere became awkward again.
"Hey, Kui Kui, you weren't trying to commit suicide, so why did you jump into the water?"
"Looking for something."
"What is that? I know this place quite well. Tell me, maybe I've seen it before!"
Kui Kui frowned. How could an ordinary person have seen something that even Master Zhenmei and Daoist Xuancheng didn't know?
But Kui Kui still answered, clinging to a one in ten thousand chance.
Have you ever seen a cat with nine tails?
No, not at all.
Kui Kui chuckled self-deprecatingly, realizing he had really been grasping at straws in his desperation.
"However, I have seen cats with eight tails, I don't know if that will be of any help to you?"
Kui Kui slipped and almost fell down the mountain with Mo Changsheng, but fortunately she was agile and regained her balance.
Anyone in the world with seven orifices can cultivate themselves into an immortal, and cats are naturally among them.
For every hundred years of cultivation, the cat will grow an extra tail. When it has nine tails, it is considered to have achieved perfect merit.
Although he was born as an earth immortal, even the celestial immortals had to show him respect.
However, the ninth tail is extremely difficult to obtain.
When a cat has cultivated to have its eighth tail, it needs to help its owner or its owner's descendants fulfill a wish.
After the wish is fulfilled, the cat will grow a new tail, but one of its old tails will also fall off, leaving it with eight tails in total.
This strange vicious cycle makes it seem impossible to cultivate nine tails no matter what.
Therefore, like the nine-tailed fox, the nine-tailed spirit cat is said to have nine tails, but in reality, it has more than eight tails.
Kui Kui immediately put Mo Changsheng down and asked nervously, "You can! You really saw him? Where did you see him? When did you see him?"
Mo Changsheng was startled by her appearance and stammered, "Just a few years ago, in these mountains."
"That eight-tailed cat could even talk and asked me what my wish was."
"What wish did you express?" Kui Kui asked excitedly.
"You...you let go, you're hurting me."
As soon as Mo Changsheng finished speaking, Kui Kui suddenly felt a chilling wave of energy coming towards her.
She tilted her head slightly, and a strand of her black hair fell down.
But Mo Changsheng, who was standing in front of him, suddenly disappeared.
Kui Kui's ears twitched slightly, and he suddenly raised his head.
On the tree branch was Mo Changsheng, his eyes glazed over, as if he had lost his soul.
A pure white cat, without a single stray hair, stood on his shoulder.
The cat has eight pure white tails behind it.
"How can a monk harm people?" Mo Changsheng said blankly.
Kui Kui's body trembled slightly as he suppressed his inner excitement.
Found it, Xiaobai, I found it! No, we've been found!
Before Kui Kui could speak, Mo Changsheng interrupted, "That's right, you Buddhist and Taoist practitioners are all bad people!"
"It's not surprising that you hurt people. But you shouldn't have, absolutely shouldn't have, harmed my master's offspring!"
As Mo Changsheng spoke, he suddenly leaped down from the tree and pounced on Kui Kui.
Kui Kui had fantasized countless times about meeting the Spirit Cat Clan.
I never expected that we would be at each other's throats as soon as we met.
She wanted to explain, but the eight-tailed spirit cat wouldn't give her the chance.
Kui Kui didn't know whether he was lucky or unlucky.
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