Chapter 103: Er Bai Wu Is Er Bai Wu!

A Tuo looked blankly at Qin Menglan, hoping to find the real answer from her.

First, he was embarrassed to be taken hostage, then he was pierced through the heart by a teammate's sword, died, and was finally rescued.

Ups and downs, near death and back to life.

Qin Menglan nodded, no matter how to say it, she was already a mature demonic cultivator and should learn to accept different life experiences.

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The near-death A Tuo lowered his head to look at the bloodstain on his chest, which was the mark of his previous death.

Such an experience is not something everyone will have.

Thinking about it carefully, there's still a little excitement, damn it!

"Rest well, although the poor monk saved you with his enlightenment, your body is still a bit weak, so eat more kidney to nourish yourself," Tang Luo said.

A Tuo then realized that he indeed felt somewhat weak.

"I'll go chase the person, leave this to you guys to handle," Tang Luo said, although he was delayed for a while, but the other black-clothed masked person cannot escape!

"Handle it then."

Qin Menglan said, although the suburban mountains are rarely visited by people, after all, it's modern society, not some deep old forest.

It's not impossible for someone to pop out at any time.

By then, it would also take more effort and be troublesome.

Following the paw prints left by the Heavenly Hound, Tang Luo advanced all the way toward the urban area.

After a while, he saw the Heavenly Hound squatting there, waiting for him to arrive.

Seeing Tang Luo appear, the Heavenly Hound trotted over excitedly, leapt up, jumped onto Tang Luo's shoulder, raised its paw and pointed.

Now let you see how keen my Heavenly Hound's sense of smell is.

No need to constantly follow, just remember the opponent's scent, and through smell you can lock onto them.

The legendary Wanli Tracking Technique.

Go, Tang Xuanzang!

Tang Luo reached out and grabbed the Heavenly Hound, holding it up to his eyes—how did this dog suddenly float? Do you think you're playing a command game?

"I told you to lead the way, not to command," Tang Luo said.

The Heavenly Hound whimpered twice, suddenly recalled who the real father was, and made a pleading sound.

"Yeah, good, go, dog!" Tang Luo dispatched the Heavenly Hound.

The Heavenly Hound used the Wanli Tracking Technique, the Heavenly Hound began pursuit...

"Are you sure it's here, not that you got the wrong place, or just want to come play?" Tang Luo's eyes looked somewhat dangerous.

"Meow meow meow! Meow meow meow!" The Heavenly Hound gestured with paws to the sky and ground, indicating that it indeed smelled the opponent hiding here, not that it just wanted to come play.

Tang Luo and she are now standing outside a coffee shop.

Not an ordinary coffee shop, but a cat café, the taste is bad and still expensive, aside from cats it's almost good for nothing.

But, as long as there are cats, it's enough. Not many people can resist adorable little kittens, and moreover, you only need to pet them, no need to scoop poop, no responsibility, pet and leave, still able to enjoy the scumbag thrill.

So business has always been good.

"Xuanzang." Just as Tang Luo was about to walk in, Qin Menglan's voice came through the earpiece.

"What's wrong?" Tang Luo asked.

Before the other side could answer, a string of "beep beep beep" sounds came out, Tang Luo took off the communicator and saw that the green dot turned into a red dot, constantly blinking, reminding Tang Luo that this device is out of power.

The communicator provided by Qin Menglan has good signal, clear sound, wide range, just insufficient battery life.

However, it doesn't matter, Tang Luo opened his jacket zipper, took out his phone.

Going out essentials: phone, keys, ID three-piece set, Tang Luo brought nothing else but his phone.

Dialing Qin Menglan's number, Tang Luo remembered that Qin Menglan and them left their phones in the car, being focused on work, loving work as "good employees."

Of course, it's also possible they were worried about breaking their phones in battle, after all, no one uses Nokia anymore.

"What's the matter?" Tang Luo asked.

"The person is missing." Qin Menglan's voice sounded guilty.

"Huh?" Tang Luo asked, "How did they go missing?"

"Even though there are people in the Martial Arts Legend, we were ambushed, they took the person away." Qin Menglan said, "How about your side? No danger encountered?"

"No, I'm about to find the person." Tang Luo said.

"If there's no contact, retreat back." Qin Menglan said, "They temporarily indeed have no intention to harm people or be our enemies."

Although the Martial Arts Legend took that Xiao Li Feidao, Qin Menglan and others basically remained unharmed.

"Saying retreat, it's always the poor monk who says it to others." Tang Luo expressed: My life, retreating is always said to others!

"Where are you now? If you decide to act, you must be extremely careful." Qin Menglan said.

"A cat café. I'll send you a location." Tang Luo said

"...... You chased the person all the way here?" Qin Menglan asked.

Tang Luo said: "Yeah, the dog 'said' it's here, I'll go look."

"Be extremely careful." Qin Menglan added another reminder, as for stopping Tang Luo, she never even thought about it, impossible to stop.

After hanging up the phone, logging into the chat app, sending Qin Menglan a location, Tang Luo brought the Heavenly Hound into the cat café.

Casually glancing around, the first floor of the cat café has seven cats.

Over twenty people in total, only two seats empty, typical of too many monks and too little porridge, completely insufficient.

"Sir, this place prohibits bringing your own cat." A green-faced service staff, estimated to be a part-time worker, walked over and said, expression somewhat nervous.

Bringing your own cat, wouldn't it be to cause trouble here?

However, what breed is the cat on the shoulder? A Chinese rural cat?

Black-footed cats are not pets that can be kept at home, so it's normal that ordinary people can't tell them apart.

Qin Menglan is well-informed, so it can't be generalized.

"I'll find someone." Tang Luo said, "I'll leave right away."

The Heavenly Roaring Dog jumped down from Tang Luo's shoulder, slowly walking toward a corner with the air of a queen on patrol.

The cats that were originally happy or unhappy about being petted suddenly moved, each starting to flee.

In just a few blinks, there was no trace of cats in the café, and no one knew where they had hidden—proving that cats are actually liquid.

"Uh——" the waiter froze for a moment, then ran to the counter, "Boss, the cats ran away."

"Huh?" the boss behind the counter looked up—this was a man who resembled Yi Arts Ordinary, but his whole body emanated the aura of a dead otaku and a salted fish, "Oh, first hold this one for me, I'll eat this

chicken."

Saying that, he casually reached out and grabbed the cat that had run up beside him.

The waiter instinctively took it: "Also, a customer brought a cat in..."

"Oh, let me finish this chicken first, then go negotiate." The boss lowered his head again, his presence gradually fading.

"..."

"It's fine, I'll leave once I find the person." Tang Luo smiled at the waiter and followed the Heavenly Roaring Dog.

In the corner by the window, a young woman with straight black hair shoulder-length was sipping coffee with her head down, oblivious to everything happening in the café.

This is very abnormal.

Because people who come here pretend to drink coffee but really come to pet cats, just like going to a photography studio themed after the famous coffee chain Starbucks.

Without cats to pet, customers just stare blankly at others.

They hope the others will finish petting quickly and be satisfied, or that the kitten will escape the magic claws and come into their arms.

Instead of being like this black long straight, lowering their head and quietly drinking coffee.

"Meow." The Heavenly Roaring Dog barked once, meaning "This is the person!"

Tang Luo reached out and tapped on the table.

The black long straight looked up blankly, revealing a face with a hint of heroic spirit: "Is there something?"

"Do you want to settle this here or go elsewhere?" Tang Luo stared at the black long straight and said.

The acting was not bad, but the panic in her eyes and her forced calm still gave her away.

Acting master Tang Luo silently commented.

"What are you talking about?" The black long straight showed just the right amount of confusion and anger on her face.

"Acting, keep acting." Tang Luo chuckled.

"Meow!" The Heavenly Roaring Dog also barked, meaning "What are you pretending for! I still don't know what you taste like!"

The black long straight's eyes darted around, not knowing what she thought of, then suddenly shouted loudly: "What?! Get lost! You're the one who came out to sell!"

"..."

For a moment, all eyes in the café focused on this spot.

Except the salted fish boss, who was still seriously eating chicken.

"Why do you guys always like to play this routine?" Tang Luo complained, "You think I wouldn't? 400 is too expensive, why not 200?"

The last sentence, his voice rose together.

"... Boss, please just take a look." The waiter felt very sad, someone is conducting illegal transactions in your shop, you don't show any reaction? Temporary workers aren't easy, having a salted fish boss makes it even harder

"Stupid rascal!" The black long straight seized the moment to stand up, slapping Tang Luo across the face.

Tang Luo leaned back slightly, dodging the slap, his eyes gradually turning dangerous: "Looks like you want to fight here?"

This black long straight froze for a moment, also slightly changing her expression.

She forgot that this guy is a madman who can hesitatelessly kill even a hostage.

She wanted to make a bigger scene to stop Tang Luo from continuing to pester her.

But now it seems, this guy doesn't care at all? What about the tacit understanding between the Demon God's footsteps?

"Dong dong."

At this moment, the sound of knocking came from the floor-to-ceiling glass.

Tang Luo turned his head without any vigilance, looking outside, where a middle-aged man stood, smiling at the two of them and making a few gestures.

"Your people?" Tang Luo asked.

The black long straight glanced at him, slightly furrowed her brows, and after a moment said: "Since you're so eager, let's go."

"Heh, if you'd done this earlier it would've been fine." Tang Luo said, then raised his voice, "Alright, 250 it is!"

The black long straight, who had just lifted her foot, almost stepped and shattered the ground, then stormed out angrily without looking back.

Tang Luo walked out of the café head high and chest out—could Xuanzang Master possibly suffer a loss?

The Heavenly Roaring Dog followed behind Tang Luo.

"Boss——" the waiter spoke up.

"Didn't I say let me finish this round? I'm almost done eating chicken." The boss said.

"But, they left without paying."

"What!" The boss jumped up! People can be salted fish, but money must be earned!

Too bad, by the time he rushed out, Tang Luo and that masked person had already vanished without a trace.

"Remember these two people, put them on the blacklist!" The boss shouted angrily, it's unreasonable—these days even the money of struggling individual businesses is being squeezed.

"Mr. Tang, I don't know why you're persistently chasing us?"

In a quiet private room of an upscale tea house, that refined and elegant middle-aged man asked while brewing tea.

The masked person who kidnapped A Tuo sat beside him.

On Tang Luo's opposite leg lay the Heavenly Roaring Dog, wearing an expression of utter comfort.

He brewed tea, while Master Xuanzang stroked the cat.