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Chapter 9: Little Monk, Dont Sleep Too Late

  Finally, He Lean had to open his mouth and speak, in order to continue living in this not too clean large house.

  After washing up, she opened the window to let out the damp air and was about to take out the scripture her master had given her before leaving the mountain when a loud crash of a flower vase came from next door.

  "This time, it wasnt her in a dream, she was certain she hadnt misheard."

  But after that sound, there was no other movement from next door. Just as she hesitated whether to go over and knock on the door, a painful "meow" and the sound of shattered porcelain being swept away with a rustling noise came through clearly one after another.

  He Lianan hesitated and went out, carefully knocking on the door of the adjacent room. Just then, a "meow" sound came from afar, getting closer and closer, and the door was opened to reveal the face of Yue Guo Wang, which was extremely demonic, with a small scratch on his left cheek. However, what caught peoples attention most was the white long-haired blue-eyed green-pupiled foreign cat he held in his arms.

  She looked at the cat that was struggling with its paws, then looked at King Yue who seemed to have no intention of explaining, and finally couldnt help but say: "King Yue, donor, why are you in this wing room?"

  "Ive heard that cats and dogs can see things that people cant," said the Duke of Yue. "As it happens, theres a cat by my mothers side, so Ill bring it over to catch some ghosts and ward off evil spirits as a token of appreciation for your hard work in preparing meals for my mother."

  Obviously, this cat doesnt like the red-faced Duke of York very much. Either its baring its teeth or attacking with its claws. Now its even being held by the scruff of its neck and suspended in mid-air, its two round eyes glaring at him angrily.

  He Lean saw that it was really pitiful, and hurriedly held the painful cat in her arms with both hands, rescuing it from the King of Yues hands. She hugged it in her arms to comfort it, and the cat was still quite obedient, meowing a few times before lazily curling up in her arms.

  "It was originally a cat that grew up listening to scriptures and chanting Buddha in the nunnery, and normally except for my mother, it didnt get close to anyone else." The King of Yue seemed to smile and raised his hand to tap her shiny little head, saying: "Is it because youre a monk that its willing to get close to you?"

  He Lean gazed at him with dead fish eyes: "Cats are the most spiritual and discerning of good and evil."

  "One sentence scolded me and praised yourself."

  The cat in her arms lazily let out a meow, and He Lean said a Buddhist phrase: "Donor, youre thinking too much."

  The king of Yue didnt mind, pointing at his staring cat and saying: "Let it accompany you tonight."

  As soon as she finished speaking, He Lean responded without hesitation and slammed the door shut. She could only ask in confusion: "But... why are you still staying in this room?"

  "Ill just take a look, what kind of ghost is making trouble in my Zhutu Temple." A lazy hum came from inside, softer than a cats, followed by a yawn, "Im tired, I want to sleep, little monk, you shouldnt be too late either."

  "If he stayed next door to her tonight and the ghost of Rongshun County found out, it wouldnt be as simple as just burning her with fire. She didnt want to stir up trouble, so she didnt mention what happened when that strange girl came to persuade her to go out today."

  He Lean knocked on the door in front of him and said, "Master, today I heard from Yatou that the princesss appetite has improved a lot. At dinner time, she ate two whole bowls of vegetarian rice flour, I think it wont take three days for me to return to Xiangguo Temple."

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