A cat that lingers beside a saint

"So you're ganging up on me with them?"

"Disgusting?" The white figure asked with a hint of amusement.

"Junior brother, don't you understand the reason behind this?"

"Is it that they don't know, or that they don't want to know?"

The cyan light and shadow stopped speaking, lingered in place for a moment, and then disappeared.

The white light and shadow remained in place.

His gaze fell on the cat on the roof, still in a state of enlightenment, and a smile couldn't help but flash in his eyes.

"Junior Brother's pet does seem to have some understanding."

"That's my apprentice, my only apprentice!"

A roar reached the ears of the white figure, so loud that it made his body tremble slightly.

……

The next morning, Su Bai slowly opened his eyes.

He saw that everything around him was white, as if shrouded in fog.

I jumped off the roof, and there were two figures in the mist who seemed to be talking about something.

"When I saw that cow yesterday, I felt something was wrong, and sure enough, after one night, only this house remained in the entire village; everything else had disappeared."

"Could it be that some kind of evil spirit is running rampant?"

The voice came from Yu Qiushui.

Then came the voice of all spirits.

"What's the panic? You're supposed to be a cultivator, yet you're so easily frightened by this little thing. Cultivating without cultivating the mind—that's exactly what you're talking about."

"Panic? When did I panic? I have three hundred sets of self-destructing magic weapons, which is equivalent to having three hundred lives. No demon or monster dares to approach me easily. I'll blow them up one by one!"

Meow~

Su Bai's voice drifted through the white mist.

Wan Ling looked in the direction the sound came from and saw Su Bai. She immediately picked him up and asked, "Senior brother, are you alright?"

Su Bai looked at the two of them and asked in confusion, "What's wrong? What were you arguing about just now?"

Before Wanling could speak, Yu Qiushui said anxiously, "You don't know, when I woke up this morning, I found that the old man, the green ox, and his two grandsons had all disappeared."

"I thought they had gone out, but as soon as I stepped out the door, everything around me disappeared, and then a cloud of white mist rose up."

"I think there must be demons or monsters causing this."

Yu Qiushui looked rather unpleasant.

Having been away from the Immortal Sect for so long, this was the first time he had encountered something so strange. However, he couldn't detect any evil aura within the white mist, which was what troubled him the most.

According to the book and the descriptions given by the senior disciples within the sect.

If you encounter demons or evil spirits, you will definitely sense their demonic aura. Even if there is no demonic aura, you can still see a black aura with the naked eye.

But now, instead of seeing any black aura, all that could be seen was a vast expanse of white, which gave Yu Qiushui a feeling of bewilderment, like someone drawing their sword and looking around in confusion.

Wan Ling didn't say anything, except for occasionally retorting to Yu Qiushui, and then he picked up Su Bai and prepared to leave.

She was naturally aware of what was happening before her eyes.

She never expected that the master's visit was solely for the purpose of giving a sermon to his senior brother.

Although it was just a few simple sentences, it was enough for Su Bai to take a big step forward.

On the contrary, Yu Qiushui, in fact, also had the opportunity to hear what the master said.

For cultivators, these words from the lord are like a panacea, or even a celestial elixir.

Even if you don't understand it after listening, over time you will gain a certain understanding of the universe and all things. Then, you can take it out and ponder it repeatedly, and it will be of great use.

But after finishing dinner, this guy went straight to sleep.

He didn't hear a single word the master said.

I really don't know whether to say he's unlucky or just unfortunate.

But speaking of which, Wanling remembered a saying.

The secrets of the law must not be passed on to six ears.

Perhaps Yu Qiushui was never meant to be, or perhaps he was simply a person of this world.

Those born in the void will one day return to the void. What is the point of understanding this?

……

Wanling held Su Bai in her arms and turned to walk outside.

The fog wasn't actually very thick, and the area it covered wasn't very wide.

Leaving the village means leaving this vast, white world.

Looking back, the fog had long since dissipated, and the small village had vanished.

It was as if everything had never existed.

Seeing this, Su Bai shrank back and hesitated for a moment before saying, "Junior sister, why don't we go back? It feels kind of scary."

"You're a cat, not a person, so don't worry."

Wanling's words silenced Su Bai.

That makes so much sense; he was speechless.

……

Wanling walked in the direction the old man from yesterday had pointed out.

Yu Qiushui hurriedly stopped her, saying, "No, we can't go in the direction that old man pointed out."

Why?

"The entire village suddenly disappeared, and the old man was even more mysterious and unpredictable."

"I noticed he was acting strangely last night. When I was standing next to him, he kept muttering 'One begets two, two begets three.'"

At this point, Yu Qiushui looked around and then approached Wan Ling.

"I think there might be something wrong with him. The directions he gives are definitely not reliable." Yu Qiushui nodded.

Wanling was speechless, subconsciously took a step back, and then looked up at the sky.

Fortunately, the weather was fine and sunny, with no signs of thunder.

Looking at Yu Qiushui, Wanling wondered whether she should continue to take him along.

I have a feeling that one day I'll be implicated by this guy and eventually be struck dead by lightning by several masters.

Just then, Su Bai spoke up, "I think he's right."

Wanling was taken aback and looked down at Su Bai.

Su Bai leaped onto Wan Ling's head in one swift motion.

"Master said that people who look kind and gentle and have a friendly smile are not good people. They are very cunning and probably number eight hundred."

Just as Su Bai finished speaking, a gentle breeze blew by.

The wind blowing against my skin made me feel inexplicably cold.

Wan Ling couldn't help but shudder, then grabbed Su Bai and covered his mouth with one hand, saying, "Senior brother, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. There are gods watching over you, be careful not to get struck by lightning."

Su Bai struggled free from Wan Ling's grasp, poked his head out, shook it, and said, "Don't worry, Yu Qiushui is here. He has three hundred lives; lending us a few is no problem."

"That's right. I am a disciple of the Immortal Sect and a master of weapon crafting. I have eighteen kinds of weapons in my storage bag, as well as three hundred sets of self-destructing magic treasures. No one in the world can harm me in the slightest, and no one can withstand the self-destruction of my three hundred sets of magic treasures."

"As long as your master is willing to give me the bells, I can lend you not only a few, but three hundred." After saying that, Yu Qiushui chuckled.

……

Meanwhile, high in the sky, an old man sat atop a blue ox, flanked by a golden boy and a silver boy on either side of the clouds.

Looking down at the two people and the cat, Qingniu remained silent for a moment before saying in a muffled voice, "Master, why don't we just strike them dead with lightning?"