"Stinky Taoist Priest! You must die! You're going to be struck by thunder!" Xiao Li was tied up and stuffed into a sack. The sack was carried by a man wearing a khaki patched Taoist robe. Xiao Li couldn't keep silent in the bag. He cursed, but the Taoist priest put a charm on the sack, and nothing Xiao Li said could be heard by the outside world.
This Taoist priest did not know any martial arts. His hair was knotted, and the exposed fingers of his feet wearing straw sandals were full of black dirt. He chuckled, showing his black and yellow teeth.
"I have long heard Master say that there is a clan of cat demons in this world, and they are full of treasures. The inner elixir can make people live longer, the meat can beautify the skin, and the fur can be used to make utensils. I used to think that this was just a legend, but I didn't expect that today I actually saw a real cat demon. I'm so lucky." The Taoist priest thought to himself. What's especially lucky is that this cat demon is still a minor. The adult cat demon is full of demon power. Even his master and master can't do it. In the hands of the cat demon, but the underage cat demon is different. The underage cat demon does not have half of the demon power, and the body is extremely fragile. According to the master's description, this kind of underage cat demon is not allowed to leave the ethnic gathering place. It is really the ancestor's blessing that he caught one today!
As long as he sells the cat demon's inner elixir, he will have money to renovate the Taoist temple and reshape the golden body of the ancestor. The Taoist priest thought happily.
"That Taoist priest, stop!" Zen Master Zhixin saw the sloppy Taoist priest walking in front of him carrying a sack on his back from a distance. He opened his mouth and shouted, regardless of the fact that he was on the street.
"Hey, monk and Taoist priest. Are they about to fight?" People are animals that like to watch the excitement. When they heard the noise, the pedestrians who were walking with their heads down stopped and looked at Zen Master Zhixin and the Taoist priest.
"We are all monks. It would not look good if this caused a scene." An elderly man shook his head.
Zen Master Zhixin could no longer listen to what the people around him were saying. He trotted up to the Taoist priest in two steps at a time.
"Give me back my cat!" Zen Master Zhixin said, his eyes flashing with anger, and he almost punched the Taoist priest in the face.
"I don't know what you are talking about!" The Taoist priest's eyes flickered and he kept stepping back.
"I told you to return the cat to me!" Zen Master Zhixin grabbed the Taoist priest by his collar and punched him in the face.
The Taoist priest did not expect that Zen Master Zhixin would take action without hesitation. His face suddenly felt severe pain, and he did not even notice that the sack in his hand was snatched away by Zen Master Zhixin.
"The monk is beating someone!" The Taoist priest muttered, covering half of his face that was rapidly swelling. "In broad daylight and the world is bright, there is no royal law! He is beating someone openly!"
Zen Master Zhixin was too lazy to pay attention to him. He opened the sack, carefully took Xiaoli out of the sack, and untied the hemp rope that bound her. The hair on the little raccoon's limbs was rubbed away by the hemp rope.
"Xiao Li, are you okay?" Zen Master Zhixin felt extremely distressed and rubbed Xiao Li's limbs.
"No wonder the monk beats people up. It turns out that this Taoist priest is a cat thief." The onlookers cast their contemptuous eyes on the Taoist priest.
The Taoist priest felt guilty and shouted: "He said that his cat is his? This is obviously the cat I bought with money!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiaoli meowed weakly and crawled into Zhixin's arms.
"It seems that this cat belongs to another monk, how dare you, a Taoist priest, to act like this!" Some of the people in the crowd also had cats at home. They were touched by the sight of the man and the cat, so they defended Zen Master Zhixin and said, "You are such a shameless person!" Thief, let’s see if you still speak harshly in court!”
Stealing a cat would not bring you to court, but the Taoist priest had a guilty conscience. While Zen Master Zhixin was focused on the cat demon, he slipped into the crowd and disappeared.