I took the cat back and placed it on the bridge: "Can you find news?"

I thought about it carefully and it was right. Didn’t the geographical fairy who was bitten to death by it rely on it to find news?

The kitten suddenly became angry, narrowed his eyes and curled his lips, "Does it besides you, you have to worship the temple when you see me, I am the master of the mountain!"

"What!" I almost jumped up: "You are Master Shan!"

Without saying a word, I grabbed the cat's neck and grabbed it: "You dare to lie to me, I'll stew you now."

"Whoever lies with you, I am Master Shan!" The little white cat almost cried: "If I hadn't been meddling in the past, I would have become an immortal long ago, how could you have been carried around like now?"

I held the cat and roared, "Tell me, what happened to that mute back then? What happened to the Eight Temple of Jinkengzi?"

The kitten's tears fell: "The mute is my friend, he is dead."

The little white cat said a lot to me intermittently, and I roughly understood what it meant.

The Shan Master who was traversing the three mountains back then was actually a person and a cat. A man was a sorcerer, and a cat was Qingfeng Fairy. The Shan Master was indeed a mute who was in trouble at the beginning. He was actually not mute, but just a sorcerer who survived in troubled times and did not like to talk.

At that time, the mute was ordered by his master to walk around the world to accumulate merits and enter the Tao from the art of art. In the end, he was heartbroken by the world and became a bandit. The only one who never left him was this white cat. The two of them shared the name of Master Shan.

The mute had one ability, which was to pretend to be a clay man in the temple. This was the reason why he ran to the temple every time he was in danger. The pursuers came from behind and saw a statue of a god sitting in the temple that was exactly the same as the object they were chasing. Nine out of ten people dared not move around, either surrounded the temple and waited for reinforcements, or fled in panic.

The legend that Master Shan is a mountain god also comes from here.

When the mute was chased by the Japanese, the little white cat was broken up with him. When the kitten found the mute again, he happened to see him being bombed to death in a mountain temple. In order to attract the ambush and mute people to avenge him, the kitten turned all the statues of the gods in the nearby temple into mute appearance.

The mute enemy came, and the little white cat fought with him, but the result was both defeated.

The little white cat was seriously injured and was caught by a low-level psychic. He was trapped in the coffin to find him news. This level has been going on for decades.

It was not until I rushed over that I released it.

I was stunned: "So, what happened to me has nothing to do with you? What happened to the Shan Master outside?"

The little white cat said: "The Shan Master was gone back then. Who did you meet?"

I told you about what happened to Master Shan, and the little white cat suddenly bared his white teeth: "It's him! The person who killed the mute back then."

I said in a deep voice: "Who are you talking about him?"

"I don't know his name, I only know that his nickname is Mu Kui." The little white cat gritted his teeth and said, "That's a carpenter who specializes in shooting the door."

"Hundred-Essence Warlock!" Zhang Yanxin and I looked at each other, and the latter whispered: "Didn't the carpenter not shoot?"

I know there is a saying that carpenters don’t hit the door. However, no one knows where this statement comes from. Carpenters I have seen can hit the door, and many carpenters are good at hitting the door. This seems to be different from the legend!

The little white cat said, "The carpenter does not hit the door, which means that the carpenter does not hit the three types of doors, grave gate, prison gate, and temple gate. The carpenter must enter the door after hitting these three types of doors. The person who specializes in hitting these three types of doors is called a gang craftsman. Their ancestor is not Lu Ban. As for who it is, there has been no conclusion. However, the gang craftsman must be a sorcerer. The most powerful person among the gang craftsman can break out the door that directly connects the Yin and Yang realms. The person who is targeting the mute is a gang craftsman."

Then I suddenly realized: "No wonder, when we encountered opponents several times, they were standing outside the door and could still shout out the souls of people at the door. It turned out that they were tampering with each other on the door."

Zhang Yanxin said curiously: "Xiaobai, continue talking."

"Don't call me Xiaobai, I don't like this name." Xiaobai Maoer said: "That cadet doesn't know why, he always wants to catch the mute! He knows that the mute likes to live in the temple, so he always does tricks in the temple. The mute demolished the temples everywhere because of his reasons."

I asked back, "That man's nest is in Jinkengzi?"

"I don't know!" The little white cat shook his head and said, "The mute had tracked the other party for a while, but unfortunately he let him run away every time. The mute had never been to Jinkengzi's side. He said that Jinkengzi's people earned money for life, and he was embarrassed to rob it."

"So that's how it is!" I nodded slightly and asked again: "Do you know the weakness of that sect craftsman?"

The little white cat shook his head and said, "I don't know, the mute has never officially fought with him. That person never shows up, otherwise, with the mute's ability, he would not suffer any loss."
Chapter completed!