Quick Transmigration: Still Life Fairy

Chapter 127 The Daily Life of Raising an Internet Celebrity Cat

"I have nothing more to say. It was worth it to take a knife for the constable. Keep it up, constable!"

Lu Xi made a gesture of encouragement, and then quietly became a "dead man".

[The second night is approaching; please enter the maze.]

They exchanged glances, tacitly assessing each other, before pushing open the maze's gate.

Just before stepping through the gate, Miao Yeyu's gaze met Jun Ran's, and then she saw Jun Ran nod imperceptibly. Miao Yeyu didn't know what he meant and stepped into the maze with a face full of question marks.

Yu Liu seemed to vaguely understand that Jun Ran must have discovered something. The demon exorcist appeared so openly. Even if Jun Ran didn't have divine power, he was still a god. Demon exorcists, being mortal cultivators, were basically nowhere to hide in front of him.

Yu Liu wanted to remind Miao Yeyu, but she couldn't bring herself to say it.

"It's the second night now, so we can draw lots again, right?"

Miao Yeyu didn't take Junran's hints to heart at all. After entering the maze, her biggest concern was drawing lots.

"Yes, would you like to draw the betting plate now?"

The staff member smiled politely, took out the gambling board, and placed it in front of Miao Yeyu.

"I'm sure I'll get a minus sign this time!!" Miao Yeyu said with great confidence. As he spoke, he reached out and spun the betting plate. His left hand remained on the table, and his eyes were fixed on the spinning area of ​​the betting plate.

Under Miao Yeyu's control, the betting odds quickly and steadily turned to the minus sign.

"Okay, so now I can 'kill' people, right?"

Miao Yeyu rubbed her hands together excitedly, her face full of anticipation.

"You also need to find the knife in the maze and bring it back here for the skill to take effect."

Upon hearing this, Miao Yeyu reached out and untied the knife from her waist, slamming it onto the table with a loud bang.

"Is this the knife you wanted?"

"Alright, sir gambler, then who would you like to kill?"

The staff member calmly put the knife away and asked casually.

"Li Zian!" There's basically no need to ask this question anymore, okay?! Although I'm also in the assassin camp, there's no point in keeping an assassin like Li Zian around.

"Okay, please write down Li Zian's name."

Miao Yeyu happily wrote the three characters "Li Zi'an" on the paper, but—

Li Zian was murdered by gamblers, but was saved by the imperial physician.

Miao Yeyu was immediately displeased. They were still at the entrance of the maze, surrounded by staff. He dared not express his dissatisfaction loudly, and could only mutter a few words in a low voice, so low that it was impossible to hear what he said.

"Forget it, we can just kill him in the next round. Imperial Physician... judging from the name, he must have been sent by the Emperor. Imperial Guard, Imperial Physician, I'm the gambler, and there's also a rebel. The assassin camp and the constable camp each have two special identities. So, if we count them this way, there are only two civilians?"

And Junran even drew one of those two! His luck is truly... hahaha, so unlucky!!

Having done what needed to be done, Miao Yeyu could no longer linger at the maze entrance and turned to enter the maze.

After turning a corner and taking only two or three steps, the cameraman responsible for filming him suddenly rushed forward and caught up with him: "Brother Miao, could you slow down a bit later? If you go too fast, we can't keep up and won't be able to film anything."

The cameraman, who looked to be in his early twenties, carried the camera in his right hand and patted Miao Yeyu on the shoulder with his left.

Miao Yeyu's walking posture stiffened for a moment, and a chill spread from the soles of her feet to her whole body.

"Huh? Why do I suddenly feel a bit cold?"

Another cameraman couldn't help but mutter something under his breath.

Yu Liu was hanging around Miao Yeyu's neck, close to his clothes, so the situation she received through her senses was much more direct than that of the other camera.

Almost the instant the photographer's left hand touched Miao Yeyu's shoulder, Miao Yeyu's entire body suddenly turned into a large block of ice, with cold air constantly emanating from it. Yu Liu could vaguely see the white frost rapidly condensing.

"...What a jinx!!" Yu Liu, shivering from the cold inside the bell, practically spat out the words through clenched teeth: "What on earth is going on? Where did all these exorcists come from?"

Miao Yeyu hit the nail on the head. The reason why Li Zian hadn't kidnapped Miao Yeyu before was indeed because there was someone in the production team he was wary of. Moreover, Yu Liu guessed correctly that this person's cultivation level was higher than Li Zian's.

"You...what do you want to do?"

Miao Yeyu's voice trembled, but she still managed to ask the question.

His voice sounded strange. The cameraman next to him, who had been talking about being cold, pointed the camera at Miao Yeyu's face with a puzzled look. The exorcist who had been pressing on Miao Yeyu's shoulder curled his lips into a cold smile. He finally removed his left hand from Miao Yeyu's shoulder, put his fingers together to form a fist, and casually touched the side.

"Uh……"

"Bam—"

The real cameraman only felt a heavy blow to the head, and before he could react, he collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

"What do I want to do..." The exorcist disguised as a cameraman sounded very hoarse, as if he had overused his voice: "I don't want to do anything, I just want to take back what I left with you before."

Seeing Miao Yeyu's puzzled look, the demon exorcist placed his left hand on Miao Yeyu's shoulder again: "...Your demon core is mine!!"

He stared at Miao Yeyu, his eyes filled with unwavering determination.

The chill suddenly intensified, and Miao Yeyu's exposed skin turned as pale as paper, with a faint bluish tinge. His previously suppressed beard sprouted again, and mottled patterns continued to appear on his skin.

This state lasted for more than a minute before Miao Yeyu finally couldn't hold on any longer. Suddenly, soft fur from his orange cat form sprouted from his skin, and his body shrank continuously. In the blink of an eye, he turned back into an orange cat who knew nothing.

"The other half of the demon core... is mine too."

The "cameraman" grabbed the orange cat by its fur, lifted the limp cat off the ground, and looked on with a wicked amusement.

Yu Liu was extremely anxious for Ling Dang. From her position, she could clearly see the demon slayer's ugly face, but the demon slayer's attack had also affected her. Although she was conscious, she couldn't move her body at all; Ling Dang was completely frozen.

What to do, what to do, what to do? If this half of the demon core is taken out, Miao Yeyu will not survive. Although Miao Yeyu is crazy in cat form and mentally challenged in human form, this is her own cat, and her own cat is the best. Yu Liu really cannot watch Miao Yeyu die!

"Hey bro! Have you forgotten... you're still under the surveillance of the Demon Exorcist Alliance..."

A flippant voice suddenly rang out, shattering the demon hunter's joyful mood.