A cat that lingers beside a saint

The sky gradually darkened.

Since his master left, Su Bai has been staying on the roof.

In fact, he regretted it as soon as he slapped the green gourd away.

The pills inside the gourd must be real.

Although it wasn't of much use to him, it would be good to keep it for his master.

After all, Master is already old, and he keeps saying that he's old and has one foot in the grave.

If we leave the pills in this gourd to our master, they might even extend his lifespan.

Originally, Su Bai had already found the gourd that he had knocked away.

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to pick up the gourd, it flew away right in front of him.

This scene left Su Bai completely stunned. Was this intentional?

Or are you just teasing him?

Miaole, right?

I'll remember you.

……

That day, Su Bai was preoccupied with anger, but this actually made it easier for him to get into a meditative state during his cultivation.

Just as it was getting dark, footsteps suddenly came from outside the door.

Su Bai remained on the rooftop the entire time. Under the cover of night, if it weren't for his glowing green eyes, most people would probably have had a hard time spotting him.

Su Bai looked towards the entrance of the temple, and upon seeing that familiar figure, he almost burst into tears.

Anger and resentment rushed into my brain all at once.

Without saying a word, Su Bai quickly jumped into his master's arms and started meowing loudly.

"Oh dear, have you been bullied?"

The old Taoist priest chuckled, just about to comfort Su Bai, but when he looked up at the pots and pans scattered all over the yard, and the half-sheet covered in cat paw prints, his face, already obscured by the darkness, became even darker.

"Was our house burgled while I was away?"

Su Bai looked up blankly at the old Taoist priest, and followed the old Taoist priest's gaze.

Damn!

How could I forget that!

Su Bai was just about to run away when, in the next second, the old Taoist's hand had already grabbed the back of his neck.

"You think you can just run away after causing trouble?"

"If this happened in someone else's house, it would be one thing, but you dare to be so presumptuous in your own home. If this were my old temper, I would have taught you a lesson."

Hearing this, Su Bai chuckled, turned his body slightly, and looked at the old Taoist priest: "Why don't you, sir, tone down your temper and forgive me?"

The old Taoist snorted coldly. Although he was somewhat unhappy, he didn't actually hit him.

Holding Su Bai, he turned to look outside the Taoist temple.

Outside the Taoist temple, a little girl was standing.

The girl didn't look very old, probably around seven or eight years old.

Her little face was flushed, and her breathing was still not calm; it seemed she was tired from climbing the mountain with the old Taoist priest.

"Your daughter?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the old Taoist slapped Su Bai on the head.

"I found her at the foot of the mountain. She insisted on following me, so I brought her back to be my disciple. From now on, she will be your junior sister."

"She's really not your daughter?"

A hint of doubt flashed in Su Bai's eyes.

However, upon closer inspection, the girl was clearly much prettier than her master.

Seeing that his master's slap was about to land again, Su Bai quickly broke free from his grasp and ran to the girl's side, asking, "What's your name?"

"All spirits."

"And you, what's your name?"

"Su Bai".

……

With his master's return, Su Bai was finally free again.

He's basically never home before the appointed time each day.

However, Su Bai also told the old Taoist about Miao Le's arrival.

The master simply shook his head and said he didn't know him.

Although Su Bai was puzzled, he didn't ask any more questions. No matter how much he asked, his master would definitely not tell him.

Su Bai was not at home that day. The old Taoist priest sat in the courtyard basking in the sun. Beside him, Wan Ling held a teacup and stared blankly into the distance.

Suddenly, Wanling glanced down at the teacup in her hand, chuckled softly, and then took a small sip: "So many years have passed, and Master still refuses to forgive them?"

The old Taoist priest paid no attention to Wan Ling's sudden change, glanced at her, and sneered, "Forgive?"

"There's no question of forgiveness; it's just going with the flow."

"If things had gone as they pleased, the master would probably have passed away long ago. Why would he care about such a little cat?" Wanling stood up and looked at the little cat running around in the forest.

"Isn't it a sign of his interest in me that he has conjured up this little girl to follow me around?"

"The Empress simply found it interesting and wanted to touch it, that's all."

The old Taoist rolled his eyes. Only a fool would believe such a thing.

……

In the mountains and forests.

Su Bai was getting a little tired from playing.

Perched on a treetop, one paw held a small sword, sharpening its teeth.

At that moment, a gaze fell directly on him.

It's that same little cat again.

The newcomer was the same man who had been holding a knife earlier.

The reason he came here was actually quite simple. Ever since he encountered that cat up there, and heard the sound of a bell coming from deep in the mountains, he suspected that there might be treasure in this mountain.

As a cultivator, one should naturally hold the attitude that treasures belong to those with virtue.

Of course, in the eyes of any cultivator, they were all virtuous people.

Yu Qiushui stared intently at Su Bai. In this dense forest, there was such a strange cat and such a peculiar bell sound.

Upon careful consideration, there is only one reason that can explain this situation.

There is a rare treasure here, and this little cat must be the companion spirit beast of the treasure.

Judging from the kitten's cultivation level, it doesn't seem to be very high. If we can follow behind it, we can find the place where the bell is.

At that time, both the treasure and the spirit beast will belong to him.

While Yu Qiushui was sizing up Su Bai, Su Bai was actually secretly observing him as well.

He had seen this man before; the last time they met, he was holding a knife.

But this time was a little different; he was carrying a sword on his back.

This made Su Bai quite curious: did he practice swordsmanship or saber techniques?

Su Bai had already noticed his gaze.

The reason I remained motionless was actually to see what his intentions were.

After waiting for a while, Yu Qiushui still didn't move, and Su Bai lost patience.

He put away the small sword and prepared to return to the temple.

Speaking of which, a newcomer has arrived at the temple, and as the senior disciple, he should at least show his appreciation.

As for what he meant, Su Bai had already thought it through.

Let's catch some wild game to take back. The girl looks strangely thin; she probably hasn't eaten well down the mountain.

After all, he's a cat. If he doesn't catch wild game, what else can he catch?

As if he had thought of something, Su Bai subconsciously glanced in Yu Qiushui's direction.

"We can't just grab someone and take them home to eat."