I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse
Chapter 608 Young Master_1

Chapter 608: Chapter 608 Young Master_1

"Red lady, tie your knot, a rat carrying a big stinky cat..."

As the special ringtone from the phone began, you hurriedly took it out from your pocket, "Hello, Mom."

On the other end of the phone, your shameless mother’s voice came through, teasing, "Little Yunyun, has my third daughter-in-law arrived at Little Qing’s inn yet?"

"Third... three my foot! Mom, what’s going on, why did you call her over too!?"

You were so done with your mother that you didn’t even have the energy to get angry.

"Because it’s more fun when there are more people," your mother continued in a cheerful tone on the other end of the line, "Take good care of them, okay? Show some manly spirit."

Sighing, you hung up the phone and said to Xian Qianling, "Forget it, since everyone’s here, let’s just sit down and eat something together, we’ve got extra space in the room anyway."

"Meow."

Xian Qianling had just sat down when a gentle meow suddenly came from her backpack; then a very cute little black cat crawled out and leapt onto Xian Qianling’s shoulder.

"Wow — such a cute little cat." Han Lele, who happened to be sitting next to Xian Qianling, saw this, reached out, and hugged Little Hei into her arms, gently stroking its petite and endearing body.

"Lingjie, why did you bring Little Mo too?"

Wu Qiyi glanced at Little Hei in Han Lele’s arms and couldn’t help asking.

Apart from Xian Qianling and you, no one else knew the origin of the little black cat, nor were they aware that inside its seemingly frail body was an extremely terrifying power.

"Xiaxia took Little Hei back to her hometown for tomb-sweeping, Xi Yu didn’t have the time, and I wasn’t comfortable leaving Little Mo alone at home, so I brought him out," Xian Qianling explained.

"Meow."

Little Mo meowed again and suddenly jumped out of Han Lele’s arms. With agile movements, it leapt onto her shoulder, then sprightly hopped three times in a row before finally landing on Zhao’er’s shoulder.

Zhao’er was already familiar with Little Mo, and at the Ladies’ Home, Little Mo was only close to Xian Qianling and Zhao’er. Lin Panxia tried to hold Little Mo several times but was always dodged by the little cat.

As for Little Mo and Little Hei, ho ho, they were like natural enemies, staring each other down at every meeting, as if facing a formidable threat.

However, they had never actually fought for real, managing at most to put on a bit of a show.

"Police Officer Xie, where did this cat come from?"

Nie Ying, being a person with dual souls fused together, had much weakened strength after her rebirth, but in the supernatural detective society, apart from Xiao Feng, she was the most powerful one; and she was naturally very sensitive to sinister beings. As soon as Little Mo appeared, her brow never unfurled, her intuition telling her that this little black cat was an extremely dangerous entity!

Xian Qianling turned her head and glanced at you: "Ask him."

Although Little Hei had been in the Ladies’ Home for some time, nobody had ever inquired about its origins, and Wu Qiyi had never imagined that the little black cat was actually related to you.

Yang Kai chuckled and chimed in, "Could it be a token of affection?"

"We don’t need to talk about its origins. Just consider it in the same category as Little Hei," the speaker indicated.

With that said, everyone except for Xian Qianling and Zhao’er, who had always been indifferent to everything, was taken aback, and their faces went through several expressions.

Xiao Feng stared at the little black cat who was asleep on Zhao’er’s shoulder for a moment before turning to ask you, "Little Yunyun, the little black cat doesn’t seem to be of age yet. Is it really that powerful?"

When Xiao Feng was out on missions, if he encountered a problem he couldn’t solve, he would ask Lin Panxia to bring Little Hei at once. Usually, as long as Little Hei was present, even the most troublesome ghosts would be quickly eradicated.

Little Hei possessed a tremendous ability to kill ghosts, easily swallowing them whole, leaving the ghosts no chance to resist. However, Xiao Feng avoided using Little Hei unless absolutely necessary, to prevent attracting the attention of the Underworld.

To imagine that this small and frail-looking black kitten had the same powers as the lion-sized Little Hei, Xiao Feng was somewhat skeptical.

Xian Qianling turned to look at you and asked, "What exactly are you here for?"

"You’re asking me? Who do I ask?" You rubbed your head, which felt like it was full of paste, and couldn’t help but roll your eyes, "The old man made a phone call, and I brought people over. Then I found there were two fools here, and after that, it was you."

Hearing this, Xian Qianling involuntarily looked around and asked with a slight frown, "Why did you choose to stay here of all places? Isn’t this place a bit too remote?"

At this, both you and Xiao Feng exchanged a glance, and a touch of sorrow appeared in both your eyes. The latter began to explain, "Actually, we knew the original owner of this inn. We stayed here for a while when we were kids. The inn’s owner back then was an elder of Chaotian Village. After inquiring just now, we learned from the present owner that the elder had passed away five years ago."

Seeing that both your and Xiao Feng’s expressions weren’t good, Wu Qiyi tried to comfort you, "The dead are gone. Since Mother En has called for us to gather here, she must want you to visit the grave of the elder."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Feng paused, then instantly turned to ask you, "Did you ask where Uncle Seven’s grave is?"

You nodded, "Yeah, it’s in the woods behind the mountain. The innkeeper said to just go out the door and follow the stream uphill, and in about ten minutes, you should find it."

"Well, we’ve all eaten enough now, and it’s not dark yet, so why don’t we go and take a look? We have to start the trek into the mountains early tomorrow, and we probably won’t have time then."

No one objected, and the group of eight stepped out of the fenced wall, making their way slowly toward the back mountain along the stream beside the inn.

As you moved away, two middle-aged people walked out of the inn’s lobby. These two were the innkeeper and his wife.

At first glance, the couple appeared to be very honest and simple folks—one wouldn’t notice anything unusual under normal circumstances. But now, if one observed closely, it was possible to see an occasional flash of sharpness in their eyes!

Meanwhile, while the innkeeper was tidying up the dishes, he turned to his wife, who was staring in the direction of the back mountain, and asked, "Wife, do you think the old master is being too hasty? After all, with the Young Master’s current strength, it’s not suitable for him to confront those people directly, right?"

The wife didn’t even turn her head as she replied coldly, "Are you capable of guessing the old master’s thoughts?"

"I’m just worried about the Young Master. After all, he’s still young," the innkeeper said.

"Young? How is he young? The Young Master will be 20 in another year!" The wife’s face revealed a trace of fervor, "Those old men have been hogging the place for over a thousand years, it’s time they gave it back to the Young Master!"