The baby-making system is unreliable

In the dreamlike peach blossom forest, the breeze gently blows the tender and delicate pink petals, as if a colorful flower rain is dancing in the air.

Each peach blossom seems to be carefully carved. They are either shyly half-open or blooming wantonly with brilliant colors and exuding charming fragrance.

Walking in it, there is soft grass under your feet, and the sunlight shines through the dense branches and leaves, casting mottled shadows, adding a mysterious atmosphere to the entire peach forest.

"Granny Mei?! Xiaozhu has something important to ask me, and I beg you to show up and answer my questions." Yun Xirou called softly, with a hint of eagerness and anticipation on her pretty face.

She just raised her jade hand slightly, and a bright light suddenly emerged in her palm. This light jumped and spun in the air like a lively elf.

As Yun Xirou muttered something, the spiritual light instantly turned into a brilliant beam of light, shooting straight forward.

Wherever the light passed, the void seemed to be torn apart, forming a long, narrow and mysterious passage.

This passage seems to connect two worlds, and it is filled with a faint mist, making it difficult to see what is hidden inside.

However, at this moment, a vague figure slowly emerged from the depths of the passage.

A low, hoarse, and intermittent coughing sound came: "Cough cough cough... What on earth do you want to ask?! Poor old me, I'm seriously injured... My vitality is greatly damaged, and even my soul is a little scattered. I have no choice but to hide in my real body and rest quietly."

Her voice was full of fatigue and weakness, as if she had just experienced a life-and-death battle.

Is the charming old lady injured?! How could it be!? No wonder she hasn't communicated with the outside world in recent days!? Who did it?! Is it related to what they are looking for?!

"Grandma, are you okay? How could someone hurt Grandma? Could it be... someone from the Lingyu Sect? "

It was the first time that Xiao Qian saw someone hurt Grandma Mei so badly. She ran to her side and supported Grandma Mei.

Yun Xirou was seen staring intently ahead, while her hands formed seals quickly and deftly.

Faint but softly glowing runes gradually emerged and gathered on her snow-white palm.

Then, Yun Xirou shouted softly and concentrated all her strength in her palm.

In an instant, a powerful magical power gushed out from her palms and fell on the body of the charming grandma like the warm sunshine in spring.

Grandma Mei felt the comfort coming from her body and a look of gratitude appeared on her face.

She knew that if Yun Xirou had not performed healing magic in time, she would probably have died by now.

"Mother-in-law, I want to know the cause of Master Jing Wu's death. You said before that there was a cat demon in the back mountain. I want to know the whole story."

When Grandma Mei heard this question, a look of obvious reluctance and embarrassment appeared on her face.

She sighed softly and coughed a few times, as if trying to hide her inner uneasiness.

"Hey! Ahem...why are you investigating this matter? This is not something you should get involved in! I, an old woman, kindly advise you not to cause yourself trouble! Don't meddle in other people's business!!"

The charming grandmother's voice contained a hint of warning, and her eyes became sharp.

She stared at the other person closely, as if trying to make Yun Xirou give up the idea in this way.

However, her slightly trembling hands betrayed her true emotions at the moment - perhaps she had a deeper fear or worry about this matter.

"Mother-in-law, I must go. Just tell me! If you don't tell me, I will go directly to find that cat demon!!"

Yun Xirou clenched her fists tightly, her eyes revealing immense determination and persistence.

She would definitely do what she promised, and Master Jingwu also provided a place for the nearby demon tribe, so they should be grateful.

Now that he has died an untimely death and has not had a good end, it is neither reasonable nor logical for them to stand idly by.

"Hey! It's true that the cat demon often appears in the temple, but it's not for Master Jing Wu! And it's not to take his life. Have you seen the tallest tower in the temple?!"

I saw the charming old lady stretching out her dry branch-like fingers and pointing tremblingly at the magnificent wooden tower not far away.

Yun Airou looked in the direction that Grandma Mei pointed, her heart filled with confusion and curiosity.

"Is there anything special about that tower?" she asked.

Granny Mei took a deep breath, paused, and said slowly: "There is an evil ghost suppressed under the tower. It comes from the ghost world. Every full moon night, its power will increase and try to break the seal. The real purpose of the cat demon is probably to prevent it from breaking the seal."

Yun Xirou was shocked and she realized the seriousness of the matter.

"Evil ghost?! How could this be?! Could you please explain it in detail?" she asked anxiously.

Granny Mei changed the subject and talked about the raccoon cat, and slowly said, "Originally, it was just a library, but now... This all started five hundred years ago. Everything is too bizarre!!"

As he spoke, his eyes revealed an indescribable complex emotion, as if he was deeply immersed in some memories or thoughts and could not extricate himself.

Five hundred years ago, on a full-moon night, a brown and yellow civet cat appeared near Half Moon Lake, as if it had just transformed.

However, he accidentally encountered a thunder disaster. More than thirty thunderbolts struck him. It was strange to say, as he had never encountered such a monster before, which could attract so many thunderbolts just by changing its shape.

He ran and escaped all the way, but was finally injured by the power of thunder and lightning. Just when his life was hanging by a thread, he fled to Hanyue Temple. Hanyue Temple was protected by the Buddha's light, and thunder and lightning dared not destroy it.

In this way, the raccoon cat was rescued by the abbot at that time, Master Sengyuan, but he was unable to transform at that time and could only stay in the temple in his original form.

He could not enter the main hall without permission. The only places he could go to at that time were the abbot's residence and the pagoda.

Master Sengyuan found that the civet cat was quite spiritual, so he recited scriptures and preached every day, and took the cat to live in the library almost all the time, hoping that the cat could comprehend Buddhism.

The raccoon cat seemed to understand the master's good intentions and often listened quietly.

In this way, the days passed, and the cat's injuries gradually healed. However, just as it was about to recover, an accident happened...

On the 15th day of the seventh lunar month, when the gates of hell opened, the civet cat was resting on the top of the tower as usual, when suddenly he heard a shrill cry.

It looked in the direction of the sound and saw a group of black mists rushing towards the temple. Their faces were distorted, their teeth were bared, and they were obviously driven by some kind of power.

The raccoon cat immediately became alert, knowing that the person coming was definitely not a good person.

At this time, one of the ghosts spotted the raccoon cat and rushed towards it. The raccoon cat dodged the attack nimbly and quickly jumped onto the roof nearby.

Seeing this, the ghost chased the raccoon cat even more frantically. The raccoon cat jumped and shuttled on the roof, trying to get rid of the ghost's entanglement.

However, many more ghosts came and followed the ghost, gradually surrounding it, making it difficult for him to escape for a while.

Grandma Mei didn't know the specific details, she only knew that a ghost fire started that night, but strangely, the damage to the library was not serious.

After a thrilling battle, Master Sengyuan unfortunately passed away due to serious injuries.

At the same time, the ghosts that were originally so aggressive fled in all directions like frightened birds, and most of them successfully escaped the pursuit.

Fortunately, one of the leading evil spirits failed to escape and was firmly suppressed in the tower.

"That's all I know. I don't know anything else. That raccoon cat has a strange personality. In the past five hundred years, I have only communicated with him once or twice. No one knows what he is thinking."

The expression on Grandma Mei's face was extremely complicated, and even she herself couldn't figure out what situation the cat demon was in now.

It is still difficult to determine whether Master Jingwu’s affairs are related to this cat demon, but... since we clearly heard the sound of a cat’s cry just now, it is most likely that guy!

Even if that's not the case, there must be some connection. I think that's the case.

……

There are dense forests on the mountain behind Hanyue Temple, and the mountain road is difficult to walk on, but it seems to have no effect on this man. There is only one person walking on the mountain road, and this person is Tang Chao, who came here on the orders of his master.

Tang Chao searched everywhere in the back mountain for the trace of the civet cat for most of the day, and walked for a long time relying on the magic sword to track monsters.

Suddenly, he heard a slight sound. He immediately became alert and quietly approached the direction of the sound.

After looking carefully, he suddenly found that not far ahead stood an ancient locust tree that looked as if it had been hundreds of years old.

This ancient tree is like an old man who has experienced the baptism of wind and rain. Its branches are crisscrossed and extremely lush. Every leaf is a rich and deep green, and its growth is excellent.

However, when he looked around, an indescribable strange feeling quietly came over him.

There was a faint mist in the air, as if suggesting that something unusual was going on here.

It feels like being in an invisible maze, making people confused and alert.

He couldn't help but think to himself: "Could it be that there is some strange magic array here? It looks like it contains some Buddhist teachings?"

Once this idea came into being, it spread quickly like weeds, making him more curious and cautious.

In that dim corner, a mysterious and deep black shadow quietly emerged.

It stood there quietly like a ghost, emitting a chilling aura all over its body.

"Strange people, especially those who practice Taoism, get out of here now! Damn Taoist priest, get out of here if you want to live! Although I am very free, I don't have time to get entangled with you."

The black shadow stared at the person in front of him with extreme vigilance, as if ready to attack at any time.

Upon closer inspection, one can discover that the appearance of this black shadow is extremely strange.

The outline of his face was blurred, as if shrouded in a thick fog; however, on that hazy face, there was a creepy and strange smile.

The smile was half-smile, with the corners of the mouth slightly raised, revealing an indescribable sinisterness and cunningness.

Every muscle movement seemed so stiff and strange that it made people feel scared.

"You are the cat demon in the mountains?! I have no intention of offending you. I am here only to find the truth. Master Jingwu's death, is it related to you?!"

Tang Chao took a closer look and confirmed that this person was definitely not ordinary. He exuded a mysterious aura and his eyes revealed a hint of cunning.

"If that's the case, I will subdue you no matter what!! I can't let you do evil here!!"

Tang Chao held the sword tightly in his hand and approached him step by step, speaking righteously.

"So what if it is?! So what if it isn't?! You mean that monk?! He's dead, so what?! Shouldn't he have died?!"

The man looked nonchalant again, with a leaf in his mouth and a smile on his face that became even bigger.

"You cat demon, if you are truly innocent, you should explain yourself clearly and bring the real murderer to justice. If you are not innocent, then of course... you will be brought to justice!!"

Tang Chao spoke very seriously, but the man smiled playfully, as if he did not believe what he said, or perhaps thought his idea was too naive.

"What have I done wrong?! Ha! Who is the murderer? Does it matter? Do you really care?! You only need one murderer, it doesn't matter if it's real or fake!!"

"Heh! Bring me to justice?! Just you!? You are just a mortal. I... won't take your life, but don't bother me either!! You are a kid who knows nothing. What do you know?! Go home!! I warn you not to meddle in other people's business!!"

After saying that, the man waved his sleeves, and thick fog filled the surroundings. The maze seemed to be activated, and the man disappeared into the woods.

Tang Chao followed closely behind and chased after it. During the chase, he wondered in his heart, what was the purpose of this civet cat?

Could it really be related to the disappearance of Master Jing Wu? With doubts, Tang Chao vigilantly grasped the sword in his hand and looked around, looking for a way to break the formation.

"Hey! Whose fault is it that caused the situation today?! The evil ghost is difficult to suppress and its murderous aura is overwhelming. Although that person deserves it, your spiritual consciousness is almost exhausted."

The man restrained his expression and hid himself in the mist. It was unknown who he was talking to, and his words were full of regret.

"..."

As if he heard something again, the man looked very disappointed and then scratched his head.

"That thing is not yours after all. You cannot unleash its full power. Now that it is like this, I am afraid that I don't have much time left. I am afraid that I will not be able to defend it anymore!!"

"..."

"Okay, okay, you must repay a favor, but if you keep going like this, I won't be able to save you. Since you are my only good friend, I will remember to erect a monument for you."

"..."

The man looked at Tang Chao who was lost and running around below, as if he saw a fleeing little mouse, which added a bit of fun to his boredom.

For a moment, he was actually watching with great interest, with a playful smile on his face.