Taoist Master and the Cat - Chapter 220

Su Miaomiao got out of the bed and saw Xie Jingyuan, who looked much better.

After staring at Xie Jingyuan for a while, Su Miaomiao’s gaze moved elsewhere.

Xie Jingyuan’s room could only be considered ordinary, the bed was also the kind of simple wooden bed used by Taoist masters, covered with a thin layer of sheets.

Because Xie Jingyuan was sitting, there was a lot of space on both sides and behind him, enough for Su Miaomiao to roll around on it several times.

The bed should be used for sleeping. Since he was not sleeping, it shouldn’t matter if she took up some space, right?

It may be that they had gone through a life-and-death crisis together, so she was not so afraid of him. After all, he stood in front of her and was willing to protect her.

After she glanced at his face, she jumped up lightly, carefully walked around behind him, and curled up into a ball.

Usually when Xie Jingyuan meditated at night, he would send out a ray of spiritual consciousness to alert his surroundings, but since healing was important, Xie Jingyuan concentrated on cultivation.

If Su Miaomiao just moved carefully around him, no matter how lightly she moved, Xie Jingyuan would not be able to notice it. But she was not honest in her sleep. She moved to Xie Jingyuan’s side little by little, and pressed against his back tightly.

When he felt a warm sensation against his back, he turned his head and saw the sleeping cat in the dark, with her head and back against him, and her limbs stretched out.

If it was her human form, Xie Jingyuan would definitely drive her away and make her turn back into a cat…

However, before he could continue cultivating, the cat moved again. The round cat’s head spun around against him, and finally nestled on his crossed legs.

Xie Jingyuan wanted to carry her away, but when he touched the soft snow-white fur, he retracted his hand as if it was scalded.

Su Miaomiao groaned as if disturbed, and soon fell asleep again.

He was the Taoist master, so naturally there was no safer place than his side. She could not think about anything, and did not need to be vigilant because of the noise outside, but slept peacefully for a whole night.

Xie Jingyuan stared at her for a while, made sure that she was only there to sleep and would not cause trouble, and he continued to cultivate.

At dawn, Xie Jingyuan finished his training, closed his eyes and said, “Go out.”

The sound was like a wake-up call, causing Su Miaomiao to raise her head suddenly to look at the Taoist master and obediently step away from his legs.

Xie Jingyuan made a new rule for her: Nobody, including Gu Jialing, should find out that she spent the night in his room.

Although he couldn’t hide that matter from Xu Shou, he trusted that he would never misunderstand his intentions.

That morning, Xie Jingyuan’s face was still pale, but he was able to go out and walk around. He first went to pay homage to a few fellow disciples, and then went to visit Xu Shou and Gu Jialing.

Xuan Ling washed Xu Shou’s hair clean, coupled with the nourishment of the demon’s core, the black hair on his back got shiny. Su Miaomiao, who followed, was tempted to play with his hair even more.

Gu Jialing’s body seemed to have grown a lot, but it was still not as big as Su Miaomiao’s cat head. Of course, if he woke up, he could use a certain amount of spiritual power to turn into a big bird. The bigger he got, the more spiritual power he would consume. It could be said that any demon who wanted to go against the realm of cultivation to enlarge the size of the original body was very extravagant at the cost of continuous consumption of spiritual power.

“If the Taoist master didn’t smash the demons’ cores of the fox and the python, I could have had one!” Jumping to Gu Jialing’s side, Su Miaomiao said to Xie Jingyuan resentfully.

The demon’s core was useless to human cultivation, so when Xie Jingyuan dealt with evil demons, he would never show mercy, and strive to shatter it with one blow, so as to avoid future troubles.

The reason why the other demon’s core could be preserved was because he had exhausted his spiritual power at that time and couldn’t take care of it.

Xie Jingyuan looked at Su Miaomiao and explained, “The foundation of cultivation obtained by opportunism is not stable, and it will be useless in the long run. Diligent cultivation is the right way.”

Su Miaomiao put her head on her two front paws. Even though she was a cat, Xie Jingyuan could see disapproval on her face at that moment.

What Xie Jingyuan said was the truth, but if she didn’t believe it, there was nothing he could do.

Most demons acted on instinct, and had never learned cultivation methods. It was not a one-day effort to change their ideas.

“I have something to do, you can stay here.”

Su Miaomiao silently watched him walk out of the room and close the door, and then heard his footsteps getting further away.

The temple had a lot of affairs to attend to, and with the pilgrims arriving one after another, it was very lively.

She lay next to Gu Jialing for a while, and then her eyes slowly shifted to Xu Shou. The big dog that had cultivated for more than two hundred years was twice the size of an ordinary dog, lying there like a big blanket.

In fact, Xu Shou didn’t smell bad, it was just the smell of an ordinary dog, which at most was not what Su Miaomiao liked. But Xu Shou was always fierce toward her, so Su Miaomiao deliberately said that he smelled bad. She couldn’t beat him and could only express her dissatisfaction with him in such a way.

While Xu Shou was asleep, Su Miaomiao went to him quietly, and first poked his black back with her paw.

When he didn’t respond, she jumped up happily, walked from near his head to his butt, and then walked in the opposite direction.

After walking for a while, Su Miaomiao lay down next to Xu Shou’s tail, fiddling with it using her paws, and then took two bites.

Suddenly, the big tail flicked high and she instinctively ran after it.

The next moment, she was thrown away.

When Su Miaomiao raised her head, she met a fierce dog face, and shrank her body guiltily.

Xu Shou was eager to find the Taoist master, so he ignored her, glanced at the sleeping Gu Jialing, jumped out of bed, and left without looking back.

Following the familiar smell, Xu Shou came to the place where the Taoist masters practiced rituals for their fellow disciples.

Xie Jingyuan presided over the ceremony as the host of the temple. He was wearing a black Taoist robe, with a cold and solemn expression.

Xu Shou walked in quietly, squatted at the side of the door, silently remembering the dead Taoist masters.

Xie Jingyuan saw him.