Silver Ring sensed a deep malice from the heavens. She tilted her head back, staring blankly at the high wall above her, her face filled with utter despair.
What's going on with this zoo? Why does it feel so eerie?
She had only been in the city for two days and had already suffered three losses at the zoo.
Strange gates, iron bars that can trap your head, walls you can't fly over...
Is this zoo haunted?
Thinking of this, Silver Ring suddenly shivered.
A night breeze blew, the leaves rustled in the wind, and a cool breeze swept over Silver Ring's small body.
A flash of terror crossed her snake-like eyes, and her limp body jolted, suddenly snapping her out of her feigned death state.
She twisted the snake's head and looked around, then, seeing the layers of shadows on the road, she scared herself so much that she scurried into the bushes.
After a long while, Silver Ring trembled and cautiously looked around to make sure there were no ghosts around before she emerged from the bushes, her tongue flicking out.
Whoosh—no ghost! That scared her to death.
Silver Ring flicked its tongue, then looked up at the wall and the big tree. Startled, she forgot her earlier frustration.
She glared at the serpentine eyes, huffed angrily, and flicked her tail. Demonstrating the tenacity she had cultivated for three hundred years, she plunged headfirst into the grass once more.
Hmph, she refuses to believe she can't get in.
If she can't find a mouse hole, can't climb over a door, and can't scale a wall... then she can at least dig a hole, right?
I refuse to believe that we can't get in by digging a hole in the ground.
Yin Huan is going all out for the sake of a comfortable life in the future!
Don't blame Silver Ring for insisting on going to the zoo. It's just that Luo Mang's promise of food and drink was too tempting for the snake.
She was fed up with the life of being exposed to the wind and sun on the mountain, constantly in danger. Although she had grown up with a smooth life, she was always carrying a snake liver on her back. Before she met her sworn brother, she had spent a long time living in hiding.
Snakes, although they live in caves, do not dig burrows.
The burrows they inhabit are usually taken from rats by force.
Although the Silver Ring snake is different from ordinary snakes, it is still a snake, without claws. So digging holes is practically impossible for the Silver Ring snake, which has no hands or feet and no flexible body, compared to the legendary Yu Gong moving mountains.
Fortunately, Silver Ring has a special skill—great strength!
Although Yin Huan is a bit absent-minded, she can still put her not-so-bright brain to good use at times.
She first circled the high wall, found the softest spot in the soil under the wall, shoved her tail into the ground, and began to work hard.
Silver Ring's strength is no joke.
With a sudden burst of force, its tail slammed into the ground, creating a shallow hole.
Looking at her masterpiece, Silver Ring nodded her little head in satisfaction, and then continued working.
As the saying goes, perseverance pays off. With Yin Huan's tireless efforts, she finally managed to use her little tail to create a small hole under the high wall that was just big enough for her to pass through.
Silver Ring was very happy. It shook the mud off its tail, leaped up, and disappeared under the high wall.
Meanwhile, at the Lohan Temple outside Penang.
Inside the solemn Buddhist hall, wisps of smoke curled and the air was filled with the fragrance of sandalwood. On the prayer mat in the center of the hall, Huo Fei sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, channeling his inner energy into strands of silk, carefully cleaning Bai Mao's injured thigh.
At the foot of Fuding Mountain, Bai Mao was entangled by the silver ring, resulting in a comminuted fracture. While correcting the bone fracture itself is relatively easy, removing the bone fragments embedded in the muscle is impossible.
Bai Mao is a demon, and his demonic bones are beyond the scope of a doctor's treatment. Therefore, the task of healing him fell to Huo Fei, who had brought him back.
Huo Fei focused intently, pushing the broken bone fragments back into place bit by bit.
Just as the event was nearing its end, Huo Fei suddenly opened his tightly closed eyes wide.
He nodded abruptly, his sharp, piercing eyes fixed on the westward direction outside Luohan Temple.
"There's only a little bit left; you handle it yourself."
Huo Fei suddenly stood up, left his words, and with a slight movement, his figure vanished from the Buddhist temple.
"Hey, stop..."
Before the word "don't" could even leave his lips, the person who had been healing him had already vanished.
White Hair stared at the empty hall, his face contorted in pain. He sighed, glanced down at his thigh, and finally sat down dejectedly to heal himself.
Bai Mao was born in Luohan Temple. He was not born with wisdom, but suddenly gained wisdom after ten years of Buddhist scripture study.
Because he gained enlightenment in front of the Buddha, he received the compassion of the abbot of Luohan Temple, who then allowed him to come and listen to his morning recitations every day.
Knowing he had received a great blessing and gained enlightenment, Bai Mao diligently cultivated himself. Moreover, because his enlightenment came from Buddhist scriptures, he naturally possessed a trace of Buddhist nature.
But this guy came from a humble background. Even after cultivating in front of the Buddha for eight hundred years, he still hadn't settled down and was no match for Huo Fei.
When Bai Mao called Huo Fei "fellow cultivator," it wasn't just for show.
Both of them practiced Buddhism, and Huo Fei... if you really want to count, Huo Fei was Bai Mao's grandmaster.
It's been so long, by seniority, all the monks at Luohan Temple would probably have to call Huo Fei "Ancestor".
Huo Fei was the Dharma Protector of the first generation of monks at Luohan Temple, and the origins of his identity are now lost to history. In any case, he has existed since the temple was founded.
Monks came and went, generation after generation, but the only constant was Huo Fei, the guardian eagle on the Bodhi tree in front of the temple. Later, when Bai Mao gained enlightenment, the temple gained another being just like him.
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