"It's not... it's wolf urine..." Hu Zixian shivered.
He carefully picked up the white-furred fox, shivering as he said, "It's all over, it's all over. The things from the White Wolf Cave have escaped. You guys are doomed to die. Hurry back to the Yuanxian Taoist Temple. Old Master Hu is inside and he can save our lives. Also, if you can contact your old Taoist abbot, do so quickly and join us; never go solo again!"
Wu Jinluan's face was expressionless, and Ma Sanqie looked as though she were deep in thought.
In that moment, my heart sank even deeper.
Originally, Hu Zexian said that the issue was within the cave itself, preventing them from entering.
Just as night fell, internal Five Clouds cultivators appeared, and another traitor emerged from the Iron Pagoda.
So far, based on his hints, something has emerged from the White Wolf Cave?
A series of events surged upon us.
The other party has fully evaluated our abilities before striking?
So, it seems that the White Wolf Cave has never been sealed off completely and the things inside have been able to come out all along, but they have not conflicted with Iron Pagoda and have just been waiting for a chance to exact their revenge?
In an instant, all these events formed a complete chain of logic.
"He can't contact Han Zushu, he's not used to sitting in cars or using mobile phones..." Xiang Kai face showed complete unease.
Hu Zixian had already stood up, his body was shivering as he took a step back.
"Being greedy of life and afraid of death, what can you accomplish? Iron Pagoda sent you here to keep watch over the White Wolf Cave, and yet, they have all become powerful under your very nose. You don't understand anything and just wait for people from the mountain gate to come? Old Gong said with a sardonic tone: 'Don't you think this is shameful?'"
"I..." Hu Zixian's face changed again.
"Yes, you too. That's why. You and the fox spirit you raise are both like this. You're being terrified by someone else's urine... worthless." Old Gong spoke sharply.
"Master Hu, if you must leave, then leave. Wu Jinlan spoke coldly, directly stating his position. 'I, Wu Jinlan, will not abandon my disciples.'"
At this moment, Ma Sanqie suddenly reached out and patted Hu Zixian's shoulder.
His actions were quite careless, and his tone carried a hint of warning and consolation: "It's true. Although Master Hu's age is not that large, but put a hundred years ago, he is also an old man. The old should retire. The scolding from the mountain gate is nothing, and the disciples' lack of bearing and performance is also nothing. Quietly endure the next period of time, even if the main vein is affected by your negligence, as long as you don't care about it, it has little to do with you."
"I..." Hu Zixian let out a muffled groan, and his face suddenly turned very pale.
A faint expression of anger appeared on his face.
"How can the relationship not be significant?" His tone suddenly became more severe!
"Wake up! Wake up!" Originally holding the fox in his arms, Hu Zixian ended up holding it with both hands, shaking it vigorously twice.
Then, with a single hand forming an index finger, he continued to fiercely poke the fox multiple times.
The fox, which was originally stiff, gave a start and suddenly became soft and agile, having regained consciousness.
Hu Zixian muttered something in a low voice, which was similar to the soft, sobbing sound of a baby fox.
The white-haired fox shot up to his shoulder in a flash. Although it looked weak, it responded twice.
Three sticks of incense were silently inserted into the ground, and Hu Zixian's entire demeanor and temperament changed.
Mysterious, cunning, especially his eyes, they really looked like a pair of fox eyes.
This scene has appeared quite a few times on Chang Xin's body. It's an immortal spirit possessing the body.
Hu Zixian crouched low, his hands touching the ground, and darted forward.
Old Gong licked his lips, slightly showing off and raising his head.
It seemed to say that it was his provocation that worked.
We followed Hu Zixian again.
Initially, Hu Zixian's head and face were covered in white sweat, and the white-haired fox clung to his shoulders tightly, its claws hooking into his clothes.
After walking another two li (about 1.2 kilometers), they finally felt better.
However, there were still some lingering anger in Hu Zixian's face.
"The place... I've never been here..." His long, narrow eyes narrowed instantly.
"Oh, there are places you haven't been to?" Mao You San's tone was as usual.
Hu Zixian's forehead and face had more sweat droplets, and they were more delicate. Only then did he say, "You don't know, when we came to the nine-capped mountain again later that year and confirmed that we couldn't enter the White Wolf Cave and that the things inside couldn't come out, the Iron Pagoda left us one branch. To be on the safe side, I ordered all my disciples to inspect the entire mountain."
"It's wolf urine. Hu family's spirits fear wolves, Arctic wolf, vulture, and Black Old Madam."
"This area has been surrounded by wolf urine for more than a year. The immortals have deliberately avoided it. Maybe it's because the White Wolf Cave has been sealed, and they don't attach much importance to potential dangers..."
We walked and arrived at a certain place.
There is a temple here, but it is not on the ground; instead, it is built against a towering cliff along the roadside.
"This... how is it possible..." Hu Zixian trembled, and the anger on his face became even more obvious.
"It's not possible..." he said again.
I stepped forward first, ahead of the others.
The temple is not very large, and it is very humid inside. There are three statues standing inside the curved round hole.
The statues are dressed in normal Taoist robes, some of them are incanting spells, and some of them are casually holding a brush dust, looking quite serious.
But what's not serious is that none of them have human heads; instead, they have mouse heads!
These are three mouse statues!
It was as Han Jin had said, the temple his son from the Han family branch of disciples at Si Gua Shan had seen!
"It's the Hu Huang Gray family... how can there be three of them? This is impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
Hu Zixian appeared to be in a state of shock, his face turned even paler, and his emotions showed more urgency.
"What did you do to him, Old Maozi?!"
"Old Gong's tone suddenly became more severe, looking at Mao Sanqie with caution."
"Hmm?" Mao Sanqie's face didn't change, and he said: "Nothing. He just doesn't listen to you very well. This guy is too weak. Weak people always need something else to get excited about. A few days ago, he had more contact with Han Jin, and sometimes when he couldn't control his emotions, the corpse worms would flow out. In fact, the three corpse worms are illusory existence. At certain times, they will solidify. Using some special things, they can be collected."
"I kept a bit and tapped it onto his shoulder earlier."
Wu Jinluan, and other several masters, gave a start and walked to the side several steps in a row, maintaining a distance from Mao Sanqie!
"What's to be afraid of? Mr. Wu, do you guys not have Tian Gong Quan on you? At critical moments, we need this person to lead the way, and he himself has not reached the point of harboring three corpse worms. He will only be affected and will not release corpse worms. In other words, he can't die." Mao Sanqie didn't feel there was any problem at all.
Wu Jinluan and the others, as well as Xiang Ke and two others, were sweating profusely on their foreheads.
"Old Gong was silent and just staring at Mao Sanqie, becoming more and more vigilant."
At this moment, a thin cry of sorrow suddenly entered our ears. It was a person trapped in some part of the cave, and their voice was obstructed quite a bit.
"Hè Lín'ān!" Wu Jinluan called out in a low voice!
"Hehe." A crisp laughter suddenly came from behind.
We turned around abruptly. At the mouth of the cave, there stood a person.
The person was of small, no, more like stunted stature, resembling a deformed dwarf.
She was of an old age, in her mid-fifties to sixties, but she looked like a brainless mouse with small ears, a pointed mouth, and a heavy, dark mole on her nose. She looked like a mouse that became a spirit.
Then, she clasped her hands together and bowed down to us.
