Through the corpse energy and the cat swarms, everyone suspected that the monster emerging from this place might be a Nine-Tailed Corpse Cat.
The atmosphere grew more somber for a moment.
Old Mo then stepped on his cigarette butt and said:
"We don't know for sure yet.
Since we're already here, we can't just turn around and leave, can we?
Besides, we still have the Charm-Ghost-Specter Rope on us.
Worst comes to worst, we can use this..."
Old Mo patted his chest.
For the two of us, the Charm-Ghost-Specter Rope was indeed our strongest life-saving measure at the moment.
However, the name "Charm-Ghost-Specter Rope" was also quite clear in its meaning.
This thing would consume our life force and drain our bodies. It was best not to use it unless we were on the brink of death.
I pondered for a moment, then said:
"We've come this far, and we definitely can't go back empty-handed.
Even if we can't defeat it, we still need to bring back some clues.
Old Mo, call Uncle first.
Let's not rush in. Let's wait for it to get dark and see what happens."
Because the opponent might be a Nine-Tailed Corpse Cat, we had to be cautious and not blindly rush into the mountains.
At the very least, we had to wait until nightfall to assess the situation before deciding whether to enter the mountains and go to that place called "Old Bamboo Gully."
As soon as I finished speaking, Xiao Mei chimed in her agreement:
"The Nine-Tailed Corpse Cat has a great enmity with my fox clan.
If it's truly hiding here, then that's great.
This is a clue, and I must go in to investigate.
Once its whereabouts are found.
I can contact the elders of my clan to come.
But we'd better not confront it directly."
Xiao Mei had witnessed the true strength of the Nine-Tailed Corpse Cat. Even with her greatly improved cultivation now, she dared not act rashly.
After hearing this, Old Mo and I nodded.
We decided to stay and investigate further.
If it was any other type of demon, we would try to eliminate it if we could.
But if it truly was a Nine-Tailed Corpse Cat, we would turn around and leave.
Summon reinforcements to come and destroy it...
After a brief discussion among the three of us, we finalized our plan of action.
At the same time, Old Mo called his uncle.
He wanted to inform his uncle about our situation.
To see if his uncle had any solutions or suggestions.
However, when the call connected, it wasn't his uncle who answered, but a woman's voice.
"Hello! Xiao Mo!"
Mo Ting was taken aback and couldn't recognize who it was for a moment:
"Who is this?"
"I am your Aunt Yunxiao! Your master is drunk and I just helped him to bed."
Aunt Yunxiao's voice was very kind and gentle.
Mo Ting had the speakerphone on.
Both of us, hearing the name Yunxiao, exchanged confused glances.
After Black Water Mountain, wasn't the Taoist sect busy dealing with those cults?
How did Aunt Yunxiao end up here?
"Aunt Yunxiao, why are you here?"
Old Mo asked instinctively.
Aunt Yunxiao replied with a smile:
"Your master made quite a name for himself in the matter of Black Demon Palace last time.
The Daoist Alliance is now very prestigious.
This time, I have been dispatched by the Daoist Alliance.
To personally invite your master to attend the quinquennial alliance meeting.
As soon as I arrived, I saw him completely drunk..."
Aunt Yunxiao gave a wry smile, a hint of helplessness in her tone.
Old Mo and I were stunned. "Alliance meeting?" And it's held every five years?
A martial arts convention?
But we didn't pay much attention. The most important thing right now was the current situation.
So, I directly interjected:
"Aunt Yunxiao, we are currently outside and have encountered some trouble. The opponent might be a Nine-Tailed Corpse Cat."
"A Nine-Tailed Corpse Cat?"
Aunt Yunxiao's voice in the phone sounded surprised.
Old Mo and I nodded and quickly explained the situation as we understood it.
And our current plan.
After listening, Aunt Yunxiao directly responded:
"Don't act rashly. If there really is a Nine-Tailed Corpse Cat causing trouble there, it would be too terrifying.
This evil creature has nine lives and must be killed nine times, each time more ferocious than the last.
Do not act recklessly.
Send me an address, and I will rush over there.
So that I can first confirm what kind of demon is causing trouble in that place..."
Aunt Yunxiao's tone also turned serious.
After a few more words with Aunt Yunxiao, we hung up the phone.
Old Mo immediately sent Aunt Yunxiao their location.
We were all in the car now, and it was getting dark.
Just as the old man had said, as soon as night fell, cat meows could be heard from the mountains.
"Meow, meow, meow..."
Not densely, but clearly.
And one could faintly see wild cats occasionally running from the direction of the forest towards the village on the other side.
What was even more worrying was the corpse energy that surged out of the forest after dark.
Like mist, it seeped out of the forest and spread towards the village.
It didn't feel very dense now, but it was certain.
The source of the corpse energy must be a powerful corpse fiend.
We just couldn't be 100% sure if it was that Nine-Tailed Corpse Cat.
"Wow, there are really so many cats in this place.
With so many cats, no wonder there are no birds left."
Old Mo said, looking out the car window at the wild cats running by.
I watched quietly and said:
"Let's wait until Aunt Yunxiao arrives.
With so many wild cats, and such heavy corpse energy.
Whether it's a Nine-Tailed Corpse Cat or not, the corpse fiends in these mountains are not to be trifled with..."
As we talked, Xiao Mei was pressed against the window, staring intently inside.
Time ticked by.
Around nine o'clock.
The surrounding corpse energy had become very dense, completely enveloping the area where we were.
The sky was completely dark, with only a faint moonlight tonight.
There was even a faint smell of decay in the air.
The "meow meow meow" of the wild cats was endless.
It was as if the cats were in heat, which was quite irritating.
This was nothing, we could endure it.
We could make a decision after Aunt Yunxiao arrived.
But then, a large black cat suddenly jumped onto the hood of the car.
The black cat was very large, a whole size bigger than an ordinary wild cat.
Standing on the engine cover, it was not afraid of people.
Its eyes, glowing with a green light, stared straight into the car.
Motionless.
Seeing the cat staring at us, we all fell silent for a moment.
We also looked at it for a while.
Then, the cat suddenly let out a low growl at us inside the car:
"Meow!"
The sound was deep and hoarse, making people uncomfortable, as if cat claws were raking at the chest.
Old Mo shivered uncomfortably and shouted at the cat:
"Get lost, get out of here. You damn wild cat..."
As he spoke, he waved his hand inside the car and pressed the windshield wipers.
They made a "creak, creak" sound, trying to scare the wild cat away.
But the wild cat was not scared at all. Instead, it meowed louder and more ferociously:
"Meow, meow, meow..."
The sound was piercing, low, and angry, echoing incessantly and making people uncomfortable.
Old Mo got annoyed by the sound:
"Damn it, you're addicted to meowing, aren't you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a dark shadow suddenly shot out from the nearby forest.
Before any of us could react.
There was a dull thud.
The shadow slammed into the left rear door of the car.
The rear window instantly cracked and shattered with a "crash."
Old Mo's Wrangler SUV, along with us inside, shook violently.
Looking at the rear door, it had caved in, deformed by something that had hit it...