Taoist Master and the Cat - Chapter 247

As for the reason, of course, the master of the Qingxu Temple thought highly of himself.

From then on, although the common people still believed in his power, the female family members all showed disgust when they mentioned Xie Jingyuan, and even cursed secretly a few times.

Was it possible to look down on people because he was handsome and knew spells?

What a stinking Taoist master!

Although Xie Jingyuan was hiding, he was not as leisure as Gu Jialing thought.

During the day, he traveled through the marketplace, and when he encountered a demon who was evil, he would eliminate the harm for the people.

At night, he would meditate and practice like he was in the temple, and he would never slack off.

The only difference from when he used to roam alone was that there was an extra cat beside him. When it rained, he had to ensure that not a single hair of her body got caught in the rain. If the cat was hungry, he could go hunting in the mountains or fish in the water. In short, it must be delicious.

Most of the time, Su Miaomiao would keep her original shape, because it was much more convenient and there were not too many rules to follow.

A while ago, Su Miaomiao was worried that Xie Jingyuan would be snatched away by the ladies who proposed marriage. She was so worried that she did something stupid, which caused Xie Jingyuan to dare not look at the steamed buns for many days. But then when Xie Jingyuan was alone, the only “woman” with him was her. So Su Miaomiao stopped thinking about getting married or consummating, and was honest every day and night.

On that day, Xie Jingyuan passed a small town under a big mountain.

Su Miaomiao woke up after a nap and saw the mountain. When she looked at the small town, she raised her body in surprise, and stepped on Xie Jingyuan’s head with her front paws, “Taoist Master, this is where I was born!”

Xie Jingyuan also recognized that mountain.

That mountain range was very long. There were county towns and small villages in the four directions of east, west, south, and north. The brothel where he met Su Miaomiao was in another direction.

It could be seen that she had lived in that mountain for a hundred years, but had no fixed residence, and may wander around in another place after a few years.

“Should we stay in the town tonight?” Xie Jingyuan asked for her opinion, and she nodded repeatedly.

Xie Jingyuan let her lie down on his shoulder and walked into the small town.

After more than a hundred years, great changes must have taken place in the town, and there was no one familiar with Su Miaomiao.

But she still remembered the stone road in the town, and the stream passing by.

Su Miaomiao jumped off Xie Jingyuan’s shoulder and walked around aimlessly, but she did not run too fast. Whenever she was about to lose sight of Xie Jingyuan, she would stop and wait for him.

She met a few wild cats in the middle, all of them were small wild cats, and they were scared away when they smelled her.

The town was not big, and it was not dark yet, but Su Miaomiao had already finished snooping around.

Xie Jingyuan noticed that whenever there were wild cats passing by, Su Miaomiao would stare at those cats for a while.

He thought that she might be looking for her original family.

It was just that ordinary cats couldn’t live so long unless they could activate their intelligence.

At night, Xie Jingyuan stayed in an inn.

When taking a bath, he still used the blinding spell on the bed as usual. When he lifted the spell before, he would stare at Su Miaomiao accusingly. But that night, Su Miaomiao just curled up on the bed and just looked at him, a little listless.

“What are you thinking about?” Xie Jingyuan sat cross-legged and pulled her into his arms.

“I miss my mother.”

In fact, she had forgotten what her mother looked like. She just recalled that she was a white cat like her. She remembered that she would crawl around on her mother when she was a child. She remembered that her mother liked to lick her fur, bite the back of her neck, and walk with her in her mouth.

But that was already a memory from a hundred years ago.

After Su Miaomiao learned how to practice, she also came back to look for her mother, but she couldn’t even distinguish her smell. She didn’t know if she went to another place or died.

Wild cats died easily either by being beaten to death by people, or by other wild animals.

Living alone for so long, Su Miaomiao seldom missed her family. That night was a little different.

Xie Jingyuan rubbed her head.

What Su Miaomiao needed was not that, she wanted the comfort of being licked by her mother when she was a child.

With that thought, Su Miaomiao took human form and sat in Xie Jingyuan’s arms.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and said pitifully, “Taoist Master, kiss me. I’ll feel better if you kiss me.”

Xie Jingyuan froze.

“You can kiss me or lick me, you choose.”

She guessed that the Taoist Master didn’t like to lick fur, so she changed it.

Xie Jingyuan really couldn’t lick her hair.

So, he leaned close to her neck, starting from the collarbone and kissing upward little by little.

Su Miaomiao’s heart trembled.

It seemed that it was not the same as licking fur.

When Su Miaomiao’s hands started to look dishonest, Xie Jingyuan turned her back into a cat.

Su Miaomiao was still immersed in the enjoyment. So even if she fell on Xie Jingyuan’s lap, she still raised her long neck and cried softly, as her four paws moved unconsciously.

When her paws didn’t touch anything, Su Miaomiao reacted, opened her eyes, turned her head, and looked around blankly.

Su Miaomiao was unhappy. She raised her head and asked, “Why didn’t you continue to kiss me?”

Xie Jingyuan didn’t explain. He lay down on his side, hugged Su Miaomiao to his chest, and said along her back, “It’s getting late, go to sleep.”

Su Miaomiao didn’t want to sleep, she wanted the Taoist master to kiss her.

The fluffy body broke free from Xie Jingyuan’s hand, and quickly turned into a human and pressed on his body, deliberately bringing her neck to his lips.

At any rate, she was also a demon who had cultivated for a hundred years, not as weak as a lady in the mortal world. Su Miaomiao pressed one hand on Xie Jingyuan’s shoulder, quite forcefully.