Eight feet sneaky, pressed his paw into his mouth hard: "Shhh

Jiang Chen nodded hurriedly, urging this guy to quickly take out the ball of meat.

After tossing and turning like this for a while, finally a man and a beast reached a consensus and quieted down.

"The deity knows that you have a lot of questions to ask me!" Xiao Hachi squatted in front of him, raised his head slightly, and tried to put on a stand as a divine beast: "You ask, meow! For the sake of your kindness to me, I will answer you meow!"

Unexpectedly, the other party woke him up in the middle of the night to have an open and honest conversation, Jiang Chen couldn't help crying and laughing.

But on second thought, this little guy should be worried that Jing Yu would overhear. This is not unreasonable, after all, when he confessed to Jingyu, Bachi was already injured, so he naturally didn't know about the change of camp.

He didn't bother to explain this, and when he saw that the other party took the initiative to answer his doubts, he asked generously: "Then why did you help the man in black block the knife?"

Eight feet shook his tail: "Ben Meow...... Oh no, the deity smelled the master from that guy!"

The smell of the master? The appearance of the corpse in the Qiankun Ring suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Wait!" Jiang Chen couldn't help but feel strange when he heard this, picked up the white-haired little beast in front of him, hugged it in his arms, closed his eyes, and entered the Qiankun Ring.

There is not much change here from the beginning, except that there are more of Jiang Chen's daily necessities. He hugged eight feet to the corner of the box: "This, it's your master, right?" ”

Xiao Ba didn't react yet, he was stunned for a moment before he motioned Jiang Chen to squat down, lifted the lid of the box with his paws, stepped forward to sniff left and right, and then nodded: "That's right, this is the master meow!"

Jiang Chen was even more puzzled at this time: "I think you should be clear, he ...... He's dead. ”

Eight Feet' reaction was the same as when he first mentioned this topic, and he rolled his eyes with a standard meow, full of disdain: "It's just a skin, just say you don't know anything!"

He was speechless, but he also simply understood the meaning of eight feet, which is actually not difficult to understand, after all, in the novels of cultivating immortals, things like taking away are always not too few, and it will be clear if you think about it casually.

So, no longer continuing to dwell on the question of life and death, Jiang Chen asked the question he was most interested in: "So...... Do you know what secrets your master is hiding here?"

"I know meow!" The other party's answer was surprisingly pleasant, and he seemed a little excited to mention this, but then he poured cold water on him: "But I forgot about meow!"

Well, this unreliable guy.

But at least I knew that there was some secret hidden here, a secret worth letting the eight-foot master risk coming back to capture even if he took it.

Jiang Chen raised his forehead: "Then...... At the very least, can you tell me who your master is?"

Eight feet tilted his head and thought about it, then shook his head again: "I still can't remember meow!"

...... This guy!

Obviously, he still can't think of anything, but he asks him to ask questions with an all-knowing and all-powerful look, it turns out that he just remembers the smell!

It's all cats that are olfactory animals, and that's right.

"Okay...... Can you tell me, do you know anything?"

This time, Hachi's answer didn't completely disappoint him: "The last time I saw the master, I felt a little strange!"

"Huh?"

"The host seems to be ...... Very weak meow!"

Yes, indeed, it stands to reason that the momentum released by the mysterious man in black at the beginning was very powerful, and he must have been a very powerful cultivator, but after Jing Yu fell into an illusion, that person did not immediately kill the killer, but gradually weakened, as if he was very seriously injured, and even chose to run away in the end.

If you follow Eight Feet' statement, then the person's behavior becomes understandable, and the mysterious man in black seen last time is very likely to be just bluffing.

If this is really the case, then it can only be said that the secret in this Qiankun ring may be more important than he imagined, and even he began to think about whether to hide the Qiankun ring in the future.

"And meow!" The hair ball in his arms raised his paw to interrupt Jiang Chen's thoughts: "The smell of that person's body...... It's not all the owner's ......."

This sounded very strange, and Jiang Chen asked, "What do you mean?"

"It's just ......" Hachi hesitated for a moment, but still said: "He has two kinds of ...... Different smell meow ......"

Two different smells? Do you mean...... The thought of two people in his body startled him himself.

Before Jiang Chen could think clearly, the other party's next sentence attracted his attention again.

"That's right!!" Mao Tuan slapped his two paws and made a sudden realization as if he were a human: "That two-legged beast!"

Speaking of this, the comparison is liked: "It's the two-legged beast that is neither male nor female! He also knows his master!"

“...... Who?"Neither male nor female two-legged beast?

"Meow! it's the meow that can make delicious braised fish!" Seeing that he couldn't understand the spirit of the conversation, Bachi was a little anxious, and his tail was shaking around.

"I know!" Jiang Chen finally reacted, if he was the only one he knew Bachi, and he was neither male nor female...... The person who will also make fish for eight feet...... That should be a red mourning teacher??

I couldn't help but be surprised, reflexively opened my eyes, and returned to the student dormitory with eight feet in my arms, where Jingyu was still sleeping quietly and was not awakened at all.

So...... Red Funeral knows the owner of the eight-foot?

Thinking about it this way, many things are very clear, such as why did Red Mourning just take Bachi away during the first Guardian Spirit Course, and nine times out of ten he recognized its identity, and probably wanted to talk about the old ...... or something? But if that's the case, why didn't Red Mourn communicate with him directly, but never mentioned it afterwards?

The solution of one problem is usually accompanied by more problems.

"What do you know, meow?" Eight feet was dissatisfied with Jiang Chen, so he suddenly ignored it and asked unrelentingly.

"Thank you!" Jiang Chen didn't answer his question, only rubbed the little guy's head vigorously: "There are no other questions for the time being, if you have any doubts, I will ask you again, you must answer me!"

As a result, the other party's little nose was raised, and he coaxed angrily: "It depends on my mood!

Ignoring the small ledger that it made up for himself, Jiang Chen was in a mixed mood, and sent the information he got to Xia Mai as soon as possible, but when he looked at the clock on the wall, it was more than three o'clock in the middle of the night.

Shaking his head, he was so excited, he forgot for a moment that it was still the middle of the night, and it was best to rest early, otherwise he would not be able to hold up tomorrow morning after being called by Jingyu for morning exercises.

The eight feet in his arms were chattering, probably "I don't want to thank you for meow!", "I don't owe you meow!" "Don't think that if you save me, you can blackmail me meow!" and other arrogant speeches, Jiang Chen did not continue to talk, but stroked the other party's fur without a match, and gradually ...... A man and a cat finally fell asleep.

He is actually still grateful to the eight feet, although he saved the other party's life, but the man in black, as the owner of the eight feet, it is understandable that it blocks the knife for that person.

At the time of the battle, Hachichi should not have expected that he would save its life at all, but after he did so, he voluntarily chose to inform him of the master's relevant information, which must have been a great determination for the very loyal contract beast.

Unconsciously, I was accepted by this little guy.

......

On weekdays, the classroom of the red mourner is always full of courses related to the guardian spirit, because it is not only the courses of the first year of high school, but also some advanced elective courses in the second half of the second semester of high school, there are also courses taught by him.

Originally, Jiang Chen planned to go to him the next day to ask about the eight-foot master, but he found that it was difficult to find time to be alone, so he could only choose the night after class.

So on this day, after skipping Zhang Baihui's training, he finally came to the somewhat gloomy classroom alone.

The red curtain still hangs overhead, and the statue of the red mourner sits in the niche cage on the android.