After breaking up, I picked up a beautiful vampire girl

"Huh? You want to poop? Wait, let me check if there is cat litter in the grocery store! Don't poop on the counter!"

Li Muhan asked, and the white cat glared at him fiercely.

"Thank you...human, you saved me, but, but I...I have to go...seed, master..."

Just after saying this, its body fell sideways again, and when it was about to fall off the counter, Li Muhan hugged it.

"What exactly is the iron seed? Can you tell me, and I'll see if I can help you."

"...Help me? You, you humans...how could you be so kind..."

This white cat seems to have been harmed by humans, so it is always wary of humans.

"If the owner of the grocery store hadn't saved you today, you would have died long ago. I went to the trash can to see that the food you rummaged through every day was intentionally placed in it by the owner. It was all clean. Now you are saying this Is it appropriate?"

The white cat was stunned for a moment. It huddled in Li Muhan's arms, and finally licked its nose with its little tongue. Its green eyes slowly raised to look at Li Muhan and Hypnos.

"...Can you take me to the seeds first? I...have something really important, please."

Chapter 215 Three-tailed Cat Demon

Li Muhan held the weak white cat wrapped in a towel with one hand and held an umbrella with the other. He didn't understand why the white cat was so obsessed with the iron seed, but he still planned to wait and see what happened.

When the white cat was brought to the iron seeds that had been buried in the rain-soaked soil, the white cat asked Li Muhan to put it down.

"Are you sure? The ground is so dirty, I won't give you a bath."

"...No, don't talk nonsense, let me go quickly, it's almost too late..."

Although he was full of doubts, Li Muhan still put it down, and the white cat limped and struggled to slowly get out of the towel.

Its injured paws kept digging at the soil, trying to dig out the seeds.

Li Muhan couldn't stand it any longer, so he squatted down and turned over the soil with one hand. After a few seconds, the iron seeds came out.

Then Li Muhan saw the white cat slowly lying on the seed. Her body was curled up, shivering not knowing whether it was because of pain or the cold. Li Muhan made no other movements, just holding an umbrella for it, but soon, He noticed something was wrong.

A warm and moist breath is transferring from the white cat's body to the seed.

So that's it, Xia Yue said, the reason why the seed is so strange is because of this. This white cat is injecting its evil spirit into the iron seed, and this seed is like a container, it can hold the iron seed. The power of a cat demon.

"Although I don't understand the alien power aura very well, won't it make you weaker if you do this?"

Li Muhan asked with a frown.

At the same time, he seemed to understand why the white cat was so thin and couldn't even transform into a human form after living for such a long time.

"Master...this is what the master left. He, he said, as long as I put my power into it every day, the seeds will sprout, and the day the seeds sprout, he, he will Come back and pick me up..."

The white cat seemed to have completed today's ritual, and now it became even weaker.

Even standing up is difficult.

Li Muhan picked it up and returned to the grocery store.

"Can you tell me now? How could that iron seed germinate, and who is your master?"

Li Muhan asked the white cat while opening the canned cat and placing it on the counter.

After seeing the canned cat, the white cat kept licking his nose with his tongue. It was obvious that he was about to cry with greed, but he still restrained himself from coming forward until Li Muhan stared at it and said, "If you don't eat it, I will immediately Turn your seeds in to the agency and they will take you to be sterilized.

The kitten cursed and started eating the canned cat.

This seemed to be the first time it had eaten something so delicious, and as soon as it ate it, it was completely reckless.

Seeing its emaciated face covered with the remains of canned meat, Li Muhan couldn't help but feel a little funny.

"...Human, I, I really can't leave here, I can't go back to the Special Administration Bureau with you."

The white cat finished eating the can, then raised his head and looked at Li Muhan with his big eyes and said.

"You tell me what's going on first, and I'll make my own judgment."

Li Muhan also moved a chair and sat in front of the counter. During this period, several people came to buy things. Li Muhan was not idle either. He helped the boss collect the money and put it on the counter.

He is not afraid that the cat's words will be heard by the guests. After all, the cat is too weak now, and all its words are just a meow to ordinary people.

"...my name is Bai Ran, and I am a three-tailed cat demon..."

Li Muhan remained calm, looking at it with only a very lethargic and drooping tail left without saying anything.

"...When did you first meet your master...approximately when..."

In that era that I can no longer remember, a three-tailed cat demon as big as a tiger was being hunted.

It didn't understand how that thing could be so powerful. It looked like just a girl, but why it had no power to resist in front of it.

The cat demon has been chased by the unknown woman for three days. Now it has escaped to a dilapidated small temple. In order to prevent the woman from finding its aura, it has hidden its body and turned into a cute and cute cat. The little white cat got in through the hole in the temple wall.

It has never understood Buddhism, and although it has occasionally heard of Buddhist theories, it is somewhat disdainful.

He sneaked into the temple just to avoid being chased. He originally thought that there would be many monks in the temple, and he might be adopted or kicked out, but he didn't expect that after entering the temple, he only saw a dilapidated appearance.

This small temple has only one Buddhist hall. Although the Buddhist hall is old, it has been cleaned spotlessly. A Buddha statue stands proudly above the Buddhist hall.

On the futon under the Buddha statue, a thin monk was reciting scriptures with his eyes closed.

The white cat lowered his body, wondering if he could find something to eat. He had been hunted for three days and had not eaten a drop of rice. Now he was extremely hungry.

But just as it tiptoed through the door of the Buddhist hall, the monk's voice stopped reciting scriptures.

"A rat came in again, alas."

The monk looked to be in his thirties and had kind eyes. He turned his head slightly and met the white cat's gaze.

For some reason, when the white cat was looked at by the monk, the first reaction was not to run away, but to listen to what the monk would say.

"...Huh? Not a mouse?"

The monk stood up gently. He moved gently and slowly walked towards the white cat.

Only then did the white cat realize something, and he immediately arched his body and bared his teeth at the monk.

"This cat is so beautiful."

The monk was not frightened by the white cat's actions, but squatted down next to it.

"But are you hungry?"

The white cat still bent forward to breathe, and the hair all over its body exploded.

"In these troubled times, life is not easy. If you don't give up, our temple can still accommodate you. However, you only have simple food and food every day. I wonder if you can be safe?"

As he spoke, the monk took out a few dates from under the worn but clean monk's robe and carefully placed them on the ground.

Although this white cat demon is powerful and has indeed eaten people to enhance its own strength, it has never attacked ordinary people. Instead, it likes to look for bandits in the mountains and forests who gather to rob homes.

It's not that it's kind, it's just that these people have hostility in them. Their bodies and souls are stronger and can help themselves better.

And the reason why it got into trouble with that ghost-like woman was precisely because it sensed her powerful aura and couldn't help provoking her. Unexpectedly, it was hunted down all the way.

Now facing the old monk's words and the three dates, the white cat felt an unprecedented tranquility in his mind for some unknown reason.

Slowly, it relaxed its body and carefully went to the date and smelled it. After confirming that there was no problem, it swallowed the core in three or two mouthfuls.

Humph.

You actually gave me such a disgusting food. When I recover, you will be the first to eat me, you stinky monk.

Chapter 216 Knowing one’s heart and one’s nature

The cat demon originally thought that in this small temple, which had been in disrepair for a long time, he could find a corner to escape the troubles of the world.

Although this inconspicuous temple is dilapidated, and the monks only eat scraps, and most importantly, there is no meat!

But apart from these, it should be a good shelter, at least allowing it to catch a moment of respite between chasing and being chased.

As for the monk, the cat demon planned to eat him after resting for a few days to replenish his energy after being injured by the terrible woman.

When night falls, the moonlight shines through the broken roof, casting mottled light and shadow on the moss-covered and roughly carved Buddha statue.

The monk had already been immersed in his own thoughts and didn't seem to pay attention to the existence of the cat demon.

So the cat demon curled up in the cold stone Buddha's palm without any scruples, letting the dream slowly sweep over it. The monk couldn't hurt it anyway. If it dared to do anything, I didn't mind advancing the meal time.

However, in this seemingly calm night, with only the sound of pious chanting and the silent sound of Bodhi reflecting each other, an accident came quietly.

The cat demon suddenly woke up from his sleep - an aura that chills people's bones, is as frightening as falling into an ice cave, and is mixed with malice and greed. It is approaching step by step this ruined temple that has almost been forgotten in troubled times. .

pat- pat-

The footsteps that can swallow up all hope and peace and make all hidden beings feel despair are walking towards the ruined temple step by step.

The cat demon is very familiar with this terrifying smell and the sound of footsteps. For three days and three nights, it has been following it like a ghost-like a shadow that is lingering and heartbreaking.

The weak and dim candlelight in the temple began to tremble slightly. The monk who was meditating with a calm expression seemed to realize something and slowly put down his rosary beads.

He opened his eyes slowly first, and then raised his head slowly.

When he saw that every hair on the white fur of the cat demon stood on end due to extreme fear, he realized that the situation was not normal.

dong dong dong-

At exactly this time, there was a knock on the dilapidated wooden door outside the Buddhist hall.

The moment the monk turned around to open the door, the cat demon immediately jumped behind the Buddha statue.

While hiding its aura, it prayed to the monk not to let the monster enter the temple.

The monk walked to the wooden door. Even he could feel that the thing behind the door had an intimidating and terrifying aura, but he remained indifferent and slowly opened the wooden door.

The lone figure outside the door is a young girl.

Her appearance was like a sad landscape painting scattered in front of the silent temple.

Her figure was distressingly thin, and although her skin was fair, it revealed an unhealthy abnormality, as if she had not felt the warmth of the sun for a long time.

Her hair fell down messily, covering her eyebrows.

The coarse cloth clothes on her body looked very messy and shabby. The material was rough and the color was so faded that it was almost impossible to look straight at it.

The dress was clearly not tailor-made for her - it was too big.

It was still stained with dried blood, and the monk had a terrible thought.

This dress...was ripped from some dead man's body.

The girl's pupils seemed to be unfocused, as if she was staring at the monk, and she seemed to be looking beyond the monk towards the Buddha statue in the temple.

Except for the ill-fitting and plain top, there was nothing suitable to cover her lower body. The hem of the fabric casually swept across her perfect mid-thigh, and her little feet without shoes were also covered with mud.

"Amitabha...female donor, do you need any help?"

The monk asked in a calm tone, but his brows remained furrowed.

The monk knew it the moment he saw her.

The aura exuding from this woman is definitely not ordinary human beings.

The murderous aura that nearly engulfed everything was hundreds of times more terrifying than the hells and evil spirits described in any Buddhist scriptures.

"I......"

The girl's eyebrows were raised slightly, and under her long messy hair, a pair of cloudy eyes stared at the monk.

"Find...one, cat demon."

"Female donor, this is a pure place for Buddhism, not a place where evildoers roam. You don't want to be here..."

Before the monk could finish speaking, the girl had already bypassed him and walked into the temple step by step on the dirt floor.

Only then did the monk notice that the girl was dragging a knife. The monk recognized that it was the soldier's standard weapon. The girl... killed the soldier?

Zi La——Zi La——

The girl limped and slowly walked towards the Buddhist hall, dragging the knife. Every step she took closer would cause the cat demon hiding behind the Buddha statue to burst into tears.

It wants to escape, but is it too late to escape now?

The monk followed the girl. He seemed to have vaguely guessed something. The girl must have come because of the white cat that suddenly broke into the temple during the day.