Everyone gathered around to watch the excitement, and after listening to it for a few ears, Mo Yan felt that it was not interesting, so he walked towards his black QR.

At that moment, someone exclaimed, "Look, look, those cats are here again." ”

When Mo Yan heard the sound, he turned his head to look, and sure enough, he saw a large group of black cats swaggering through the street. He roughly counted that there were at least two hundred cats in this group, and that there was a large group of cats that had burst out of an alley, and if no one passed through the street, the more timid people would indeed be frightened.

"This is a bit unusual, generally speaking, cats don't like to live in groups, even if they go together, it's just a few, such a large group of cats, it's really weird."

Hearing people say it and seeing it with your own eyes are completely two different concepts, and Mo Yan didn't feel anything strange when he heard someone say it just now, but after seeing it with his own eyes at this time, he couldn't help but be surprised in his heart.

The most bizarre thing is that the cats are quite organized, and after making their way through the streets, they make their way unhurriedly to a park to the south. During the march, there was not the slightest mess, but the same pace was maintained.

Looking at this group of weird cats, pedestrians on both sides of the street took out their mobile phones to take pictures, and curious people followed them to the park.

After the cats disappeared, the chatter of passers-by sounded again, only this time more enthusiastically.

At this time, from the alley just now, a black cat came out unhurriedly.

This black cat's fur is shiny, as if draped in a layer of black satin, and its gait is elegant and calm, giving people the feeling of seeing a British gentleman.

It walks slowly, without squinting, and walks through the street with graceful steps.

"Look, there's a cat here!"

Someone shouted, attracting everyone's attention.

The black cat also seemed to hear the man's shout, tilted his head slightly, and glanced at the man.

The man's gaze made contact with the black cat's gaze, and he couldn't help but be startled, and said, "Damn, this,...... This cat's eyes are so weird. ”

The bystander asked, "What's weird, why didn't I see it?" ”

"Don't you see? This cat's eyes are very human, and I just felt as if it was smiling at me! ”

"Dude, if you don't like to hear it, it's time for you to take your medicine...... Ha ha. ”

"It's time for you to take your medicine, this cat was clearly smiling at me just now!"

In the midst of the argument between the two, the black cat walked across the street without hurry, stepped on the sidewalk, and looked at its direction, it should also be heading towards the park.

At this time, it seemed to sense something, suddenly stopped, and turned its head to look at Mo Yan.

Mo Yan had seen the cat a long time ago, and instinctively felt that it was a little strange, and even turned on his own consciousness to observe it.

But no matter how Mo Yan observed, he didn't see anything unusual. This cat is nothing more than a shiny fur and a cleaner body, no different from ordinary domestic cats and wild cats.

The black cat turned its head to look at Mo Yan for a while, with some confusion in its eyes.

Then, it turned around and walked in front of Mo Yan with elegant steps.

"This cat is absolutely quirky!" Although his ego consciousness did not detect anything unusual, Mo Yan was convinced that this black cat was definitely strange.

The black cat stood in front of Mo Yan, raised its head, and looked at him with a strange look.

Its pupils are very deep, like a pool of deep water, and you can't see the bottom.

Perhaps because of this depth, its eyes seemed to be melancholy, and there was a faint suspicion.

"This cat is about to become a sperm!" Seeing this kind of look, Mo Yan couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, even if an old man who had seen all over the sea, his eyes were not as deep as this cat. Looking at it, Mo Yan seemed to see a kind of old demon who came out of the deep mountains. …,

The black cat looked at Mo Yan quietly for a while, then suddenly stepped forward, sniffed at Mo Yan's trouser legs, and then nodded very humanely, and then turned around and left......

Watching the cat disappear into the corner of the street, Mo Yan suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to leave a mark on it.

This cat impressed him too much, if it weren't for the fact that there were too many people around looking at human brains, he would definitely take this demon cat down and take it back to see what happened.

At this moment, a certain thought that was originally vague in his heart suddenly became clear

"I'm afraid the world is really going to change......

He shook his head slightly, opened the door, and sat inside.

He had a feeling that in the days to come, he would definitely see the weird cat he had just seen.

The flowers bloom at two ends, one on each branch.

It is said that after Song Qingyuan left the small hotel, he did not dare to take a car to Yueyang City for fear of being targeted by the Land Bureau, but chose to leave the main city on foot.

Two hours later, he arrived at a railway tunnel in the suburbs, intending to take a freight train to Yueyang.

This is the safest way he can think of, after all, this is the mainland, not South America that he is familiar with, whether it is by car or high-speed rail, there is a certain risk.

By this time, it was nearly evening, and smoke was rising in the distance.

Song Qingyuan sat by the railway, smoking a cigarette silently.

On the way here, he asked a fellow countryman that around six o'clock, there would be a freight train passing by.

There was still half an hour before six o'clock, he was not in a hurry, he sat on the side of the road and began to plan what would happen after he went to Yueyang. At this time, along the railway, a thin old monk walked slowly.

Song Qingyuan glanced at the old monk and didn't care.

Most of the old monks who are close to the age of sixteen are ascetics who go to the Nine Buddha Mountains to visit the Buddha, and when such monks walk, they measure the earth with their feet, and never fake boats, chariots, and saddle horses.

However, he didn't expect that the old monk came on foot, but stopped in front of him, and then looked at him without saying a word.

Song Qingyuan frowned slightly and said, "Old monk, do you have something?" ”

The old monk smiled slightly and said, "The old man still lacks a Dharma protector, I don't know if the donor is willing to give in?" ”

Dharma protector?

Song Qingyuan couldn't help but laugh and said, "Old monk, aren't you stupid in chanting scriptures?" Forget it, forget it, for the sake of your face as a monk, I don't care about you......"

As he spoke, he took out a few hundred-yuan bills from his pocket, handed them to the old monk, and said, "Meeting is also fate, old monk, if you have a temple, this will be my sesame oil money." If you don't have a temple, let's eat a vegetarian meal. Wanling Sanjingzhai's vegetarian food is good, you can go there. ”

The old monk unceremoniously accepted the banknotes, but still refused to leave.

Song Qingyuan didn't want to cause trouble, but when he saw that the old monk refused to leave with an old face, he said angrily: "Old monk, what kind of fame do you want to make?" ”

The old monk smiled and said: "Master Song, the old man has come all the way to accept you as the protector of the Dharma, and he is finally looking for you, how can he leave easily?" ”

When Song Qingyuan heard this, he was shocked, stood up, stared at the old monk and said, "Do you know who I am?" ”

The old monk said: "The Song family has been overseas for more than 80 years, and from Song Yunshan's generation, you should be the fourth generation of Song family." The surname is Song Qing and the name is far away, the old man is not wrong, right? ”

Song Qingyuan squinted slightly, there was a faint fierce light in his eyes, and said: "You are very clear about my Song family, without asking for advice, who are you sacred, old monk?" ”

The old monk said: "There is a wild monk, no door and no pulse, and he calls himself Que Yi." ”

Que one? …,

Song Qingyuan rummaged through his memory, convinced that he had never heard of this name, and said, "How did you know my whereabouts?" ”

Que Yi said to the old monk: "The person who entrusted you to go to Jiufo Mountain has an old relationship with Lao Gao, and Lao Gao learned your news from him. ”

Fvck scolded silently ・・・・・ Song Qingyuan in his heart, and then stared at the old monk and said, "What do you mean by saying that you want to accept me as a Dharma protector?" Ming people don't say dark words, let's open the skylight and say bright things! ”

Que Yi old monk said: "Lao Wei is not only here to accept you as the protector of the Dharma, but also to send you a creation!" ”

Song Qingyuan couldn't help but sneer, and said: "Old monk, the monks don't speak, you said that you want to send me to create, I want to ask, is this creation immortal, or can it open up the sea of suffering and refine true qi?" ”

Old monk Que Yi ignored his ridicule, and said lightly: "You don't have to think about such a thing as immortality, as for opening up the sea of suffering, it doesn't seem to be ......too late for your age."

Song Qingyuan was stunned and said, "Old monk, aren't you joking?" ”

Que Yi old monk said: "It seems to be a joke at the moment, but it may not come true in the future......

After a slight pause, he said: "Lao Wei will tell you directly, Master Song, have you heard of the place of Yunluo Dao Palace?" ”

Song Qingyuan flipped through his memories again, shook his head after a moment and said, "I haven't heard of this place." ”

Que Yi old monk said: "Yunluo is a mountain, it was a name a long time ago, and now there is a very ugly name, called Hulu Mountain." ”

Song Qingyuan was stunned and blurted out: "Is that the gourd mountain in Wanling Forest Park?" ”

Old monk Que Yi nodded and said, "That's right, this is this place." In ancient times, it was Yunluo, and now it is a gourd, and it is really embarrassing that a generation of Taoist palace holy land has fallen into such a common name. ”

Song Qingyuan also vaguely guessed something at this time......

To put it bluntly, people like him are all descendants of ancient monks, and although the inheritance is not broken, they can no longer find a way forward. He is desperately tossing around the world, digging ancient tombs, stealing human bones, and digging up ancient corpses, just to find the road that has been cut off.

To use a popular phrase, his actions are to search the world for possible copies. The epidemic that he cast on the African continent and wiped out thousands of people was a relatively successful copy, not only finding the nearly extinct corpse, but even refining it into a child and mother demon. As for the copy of the folk village, it fell short, not only was it robbed, but it was almost wiped out in the end.

Although the old monk Que Yi only said a beginning at this time, Song Qingyuan faintly heard the gist of it.

In short, the Yunluo Dao Palace in the old monk's mouth is also a copy, and it is also a copy with a very promising prospect.

Not to mention anything else, the generation of Dao Palace Holy Land in the mouth of the old monk alone is enough to illustrate the prospect of this copy!

There are thousands of Taoist palaces in the world, and which one dares to call it a holy place?

Faintly thinking about this, Song Qingyuan knew in his heart that the old monk in front of him was here to invite himself to form a group, and then go to brush up on this copy of the so-called Dao Palace Holy Land.

Of course, Song Qingyuan doesn't play online games, and he doesn't know what a copy is, but what he thinks in his heart is roughly the same when translated into game terms...... ）