Chapter 385 Holy Fire Cult

At this time, the uncle whom Ayimu called Xie Qingmo got up from the ground, with two of Ayimu's footprints still printed on his face.

"Ayimu, this is what you said..."

Xie Qingmo pointed at Li Xuan, the expression on his face was indescribably complicated.

Disappointment, helplessness, regret...

All kinds of emotions were intertwined on his charming face, and the cat couldn't help but step on it a few times.

From their previous conversations, it was not difficult for Li Xuan to tell that Xie Qingmo was dissatisfied with some of Ayimu's decisions.

And this decision seems to have a very important impact on Ayimu.

Thinking back to what happened when Li Xuan came to Ayimu recently, he couldn't help but make his own inference.

"Could it be that the previous transaction made this person dissatisfied?"

"But Ayimu and I also clearly marked the price, so no one suffered a loss."

Hu Yulou's house deed and land deed were exchanged for the two beans Ayimu got. It should be considered a reasonable transaction.

After all, according to Ayimu, those two beans were artificially cultivated, and their value should be lower than normal treasures of heaven and earth, and what Li Xuan wanted was a type with balanced yin and yang attributes that were lower in value.

Furthermore, Ayimu was in urgent need of Hu Yulou’s house deed and land deed at that time, so she was definitely not at a loss.

"I want to see what's going on."

Li Xuan also hopes to get closer to the forces behind Ayimu. Such misunderstandings are not welcome.

Li Xuan looked at Xie Qingmo and could sense the abundant energy in this man's body. He guessed that he was also a fifth-level master.

Since mastering Yin and Yang Qi, Li Xuan's perception has further improved, and he is especially sensitive to energy such as Qi.

In addition, Xie Qingmo found out that he was planning to suck him over, and he was definitely a master who could skillfully use Qi.

"Not bad, good quality."

Li Xuan was very satisfied with the strength of the forces behind Ayimu.

After all, if it is too weak, it is not qualified to be a retreat for the three little ones.

While Li Xuan was sizing up Xie Qingmo, Xie Qingmo was also observing Li Xuan carefully.

However, in Xie Qingmo's opinion, Li Xuan's appearance was not much different from that of an ordinary black cat, except that his fur looked particularly soft.

But this can only prove that Li Xuan has a master who takes good care of him, and it is far from proving the descriptions Ayimu once told him.

"How can such an ordinary house cat be a sacred beast?"

The more Xie Qingmo thought about it, the angrier she became. She planned to write a letter when she went back and ask Ayimu's master to teach this disobedient girl a lesson.

He can’t control Ayimu anyway!

"Okay, okay, this is the holy beast you were talking about, right?"

"Are you really going to present this kitten to me then?"

"I tell you, you not only harmed this innocent little life, but you also harmed yourself!"

Xie Qingmo's veins jumped and he criticized Ayimu angrily.

"Submit me? Where can you submit me?"

Li Xuan was startled and glanced sideways at Ayimu.

Ayimu's originally confused eyes suddenly became clear, and then a cold light flashed, and he said to Xie Qingmo righteously:

"Be bold!"

"How dare you be rude to the Holy Beast?"

"Why don't you hurry up and apologize to the Holy Beast?"

As Ayimu said, he pushed Li Xuan forward, directly in front of Xie Qingmo.

Li Xuan and Xie Qingmo faced each other at close range, glaring at each other.

Li Xuan blinked, not knowing what to say in such an embarrassing atmosphere.

Xie Qingmo said nothing, nodded and took two steps back, pressing her thin lips tightly.

"When your master comes, I'll see if you still dare to perform this act."

After saying that, Xie Qingmo planned to leave.

"Hey, why did you call my master?"

"She can't stand the trouble of going all this way."

Ayimu was immediately frightened and quickly went to stop Xie Qingmo.

However, she was holding Li Xuan in her hand, and could not spare any other hands. She was so anxious that she raised a graceful long leg, stretched out her flexible jade feet, and suddenly clamped Xie Qingmo's sleeve, trying her best to To retain.

"Thank you, protector, I was just joking, why can't you still afford it?"

Ayimu argued.

"Spread your feet!"

Xie Qingmo was so angry that he flicked his sleeves and shook Ayimu's feet away, then pointed at his nose and cursed:

"My sister beat you to get used to it. Look what you look like now."

"Is it possible to joke about the important task of teaching?"

"Can your future be a joke?"

"You messed up like this, how much will it cost us to fish you out?"

Xie Qingmo obviously held back his anger and scolded Ayimu vehemently.

"Master is not spoiling me."

Ayimu hugged Li Xuan and whispered something in a low voice, but it was obvious that she felt guilty.

She also knew that Xie Qingmo cared about her, but Ayimu did not regret her decision.

She truly believed from the bottom of her heart that Li Xuan was the holy beast predicted by the elders of the sect.

Of course, everyone has their own interpretation of that vague prophecy.

However, when Li Xuan appeared in front of Ayimu for the first time, her interpretation of the prophecy became clearer and clearer.

Xie Qingmo cursed for a long time, and finally his mouth went dry.

Ayimu handed him a cup of tea at the right time. Seeing that there was an extra cup of tea in front of him, Xie Qingmo took it angrily and drank it without thinking to quench his thirst.

But after he finished drinking, he realized that Ayimu was still holding Li Xuan, and the cup of tea was handed to him by Ayimu with her feet.

Xie Qingmo, who realized it later, retched, threw the cup back on the table in disgust, and quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands.

"Put the cat down for me quickly, and don't keep touching me with your feet."

Xie Qingmo stared at Ayimu and said.

"This..."

Ayimu hesitated, and then respectfully asked Li Xuan:

"Master Shengshou, can Ayimu put you on the table first?"

Li Xuan couldn't stand Ayimu's weird attitude, and jumped out of his palm and came to the table.

But when he looked back, Ayimu pouted, with a hurt expression on his face, and looked pitiful.

"This guy..."

Li Xuan shook his head and didn't care too much.

Anyway, Ayimu has never been normal.

In this regard, Li Xuan can only think that the pressure of being an oiran is too great.

Seeing that Ayimu and Xie Qingmo had been chatting for a long time but still couldn't get to the point, Li Xuan immediately used his tail to write in the air and asked:

"What exactly is the holy beast you are talking about?"

"And what kind of organization are you?"

"Are they all weird people?"

Due to the performance of Ayimu and Xie Qingmo, Li Xuan also showed his reasonable suspicion.

"I don't think they are very reliable."

Li Xuan felt a headache.

As Li Xuan swung his tail, Xie Qingmo's expression gradually became horrified, and his eyes subconsciously widened.

Ayimu looked at the change in Xie Qingmo's expression and smiled triumphantly.

"Hmph, I told you to underestimate me. When you understand the specialness of Master Xuan, I don't see what you have to say."

Ayimu folded his arms, stood aside, and didn't say anything, ready to watch the show.

"You, you can actually write!?"

Xie Qingmo couldn't help it anymore and exclaimed directly.

Li Xuan looked at him like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world, and his face was full of impatience.

Looking at Li Xuan's lively expression, Xie Qingmo immediately understood that Li Xuan's intelligence was beyond his imagination.

He immediately turned to look at Ayimu and asked, "Why didn't you say this earlier?"

"After all, seeing is believing."

"And with my pale words, I can't describe the greatness of the Holy Beast Master!"

Ayimu said proudly, looking at Li Xuan with piety in his eyes.

Li Xuan understood that Ayimu was trying to deceive others and make himself believe it first.

"Okay, don't say those useless things."

Li Xuan's tail swayed left and right, and his face was full of helplessness.

"Let's talk about something practical. Why don't you give me a formal self-introduction first."

Li Xuan lay on the table, put his little hands in his pockets comfortably, and looked at Ayimu and Xie Qingmo.

"Sit down, let's have a good chat."

Li Xuan took the initiative, patted the table, and invited the two to sit down.

Aimu gladly obeyed the order and sat in the seat closest to Li Xuan, her eyes never leaving Li Xuan.

"Well, so cute..."

On the other side, Xie Qingmo also sat down cautiously.

Although he didn't believe Li Xuan yet, he had absolute trust in Aimu.

Although Xie Qingmo said how badly Aimu was, he still believed in this disciple of his sister at the critical moment.

After all, she was a child he had watched grow up, and she was not much different from his own niece.

Xie Qingmo looked at Li Xuan, then turned to Aimu and asked:

"Aimu, you haven't revealed your identity yet, right?"

Aimu nodded, then said shyly:

"I haven't had the opportunity to confess until now."

"Master Holy Beast, you won't blame me, right?"

Aimu blinked her big eyes and shot a burst of innocent starlight at Li Xuan.

Li Xuan couldn't stand it anymore, and said to Ayimu:

"Just call me Ah Xuan, don't always call me sir."

"And what about the holy beast? I never promised you anything."

"After all, I'm not a casual cat."

Li Xuan wrote seriously.

"Okay, sir holy beast."

Ayimu didn't get annoyed at all, and smiled and replied.

Li Xuan rolled his eyes and didn't ask Ayimu in detail.

Compared to Ayimu, Xie Qingmo in front of him looked much more serious, and perhaps he could get more information about their power from him.

"So, your name is sir Ah Xuan?"

Li Xuan's little face wrinkled up, and he looked at Xie Qingmo speechlessly.

Good guy, it's not that people from the same family don't enter the same door, right?

"I'm Xie Qingmo, and I'm Ayimu's elder. I'm lucky to meet sir Ah Xuan today."

Li Xuan raised a paw and covered his head with a headache.

He finally understood why some detectives asked the same simple questions over and over again.

"What's your last name? What's your name? Where are you from? Where are you going? How many people are there in your family? How many acres of land do you have per capita? How many cows are there in the land? Tell me, tell me, tell me!"

Li Xuan wanted to give Xie Qingmo the same lecture.

Perhaps Xie Qingmo also saw Li Xuan's impatience, so he coughed and got to the point:

"Master Xuan, we are members of the Holy Fire Cult in the Western Regions. I hope we can be friends forever in the future."

Xie Qingmo sat down, stroked his chest with his right hand, nodded slightly, and saluted Li Xuan.

This etiquette was very similar to what Ayimu did to Li Xuan.

It seemed to be the etiquette of their religion.

"The Holy Fire Religion of the Western Regions."

Li Xuan muttered in his heart.

After explaining his origins, Xie Qingmo sighed lightly, and then said to Ayimu:

"Ayimu, since you have made a decision, please explain our situation to Master Xuan."

"This is also a necessary etiquette."

Li Xuan listened, and always felt that there was a sense of resignation in Xie Qingmo's words.

"Okay."

Ayimu agreed, and his expression was obviously a little nervous.

Then she looked at Li Xuan and said sincerely:

"Saint, Master Xuan, my name is Ayimu, this is indeed my real name."

"But I also have another identity, which is the candidate saint of the Holy Fire Sect. The current Holy Fire Sect saint is my master."

Li Xuan had long guessed that Ayimu's identity was extraordinary, but he did not expect it to be so extraordinary, and she was actually the candidate saint of a sect.

No matter what level this Holy Fire Sect is, being selected as the candidate saint is definitely an extremely important existence in the sect.

"Then why did you come to Hu Yulou to become a singer?"

Li Xuan asked in confusion.

It is really puzzling that the saint of the sect is so self-deprecating.

As a result, Aimu blushed and said shyly:

"I came to Daxing this time for a mission, which is one of the trials for the candidate saint."

"And, Master Xuan, although I am the courtesan of Hu Yulou, I am still a virgin. I am just dancing here."

Xie Qingmo looked at Aimu with a question mark on his face, thinking:

"Why are you talking to a cat about this?"

Li Xuan was in a similar mood.

"This guy is really confusing."

This was the first time that Li Xuan felt that someone made him so unpredictable.

"The trial for the candidate saint?"

Li Xuan decided to change the subject first.

"In the Holy Fire Sect, Aimu is not the only candidate saint."

Xie Qingmo took over the topic at the right time. If Aimu said something shocking a few more times, Li Xuan would probably be scared away.

Now that the matter has been made, Xie Qingmo can only try his best to avoid such a bad situation.

"There are now three candidate saints in the church, and the final successor saint will be decided from among them."

"The saint has a special status, and sometimes her power is even higher than that of the leader, so the selection is extremely strict."

"Ayimu came to Daxing this time to take over the Hu Yulou and to check the old accounts."

"The original Zhou Mama here was a believer of my church, but she betrayed and embezzled the church's assets privately."

"Ayimu's trial is to solve this problem."

Hearing this, Li Xuan's heart moved, and he remembered the large amount of assets he got from Zhou Mama.

"I thought, where did Zhou Mama get so much money to open a brothel."

"It turns out that it's from the black Holy Fire Church!"