In this story, the character “Shandong” is a five-year-old cat. Take the story as a guide for readers to enjoy in the second novel. “The Origin of the Fierce Warrior Mao Kui” in this special episode, the story is not related to the first novel “Mao Kui Changes the Destiny of the Paranormal.” You can choose to read any volume first.

Shandong is a cat whose job is to steal, hijack, rob, and rob. In a city where cats stand on two legs like humans and talk to make a living, they live like humans. short story What will Shandong's life be like? Please the reader's imagination. This story is just the imagination of the author. None of the stories are true.

Please use your discretion. Readers should be ages 13 and up.

At Muang Pang, a city with very prosperous trade.

In this dark corner of progress, there is still corruption.

“You guys didn't tell me to bring this to you either. What else do you want?” Shandong gripped the leather textbook tightly in his hand.

His body was completely black with no pattern at all. There are only eyes that appear when the moon is at an angle. His eyes were bright yellow. His tail is always tucked into his pants. Using his two legs, he quickly jumped out of the window and onto the roof from one house to another like he was a skilled ninja. He disappeared into the darkness, leaving behind only a few black strands of fur on his face.

“You can't be trusted!! You must not die, remember my words.”

Mu Mu shouted angrily cursing until her fur stood up all over her body. Mu Mu's tail also pointed sharply and swung straight up into the sky. Mu Mu's figure was too plump to run after Shandong immediately. Even if they were able to catch up with Shandong, Mu Mu wouldn't be able to snatch that leather textbook. Mu Mu was just a merchant. Even though he had a lot of money, he didn't have as much skill as he had.

“Lord Mu Mu, you have to get over it, Shandong is like this. I think you should lay him off. No matter how good he is Whatever you ordered him to find, he found it for you. But if he finds it and doesn't bring it to you What benefit would it have?”

Kwa Yi commented and sat down in a chair and raised a goblet of wine for Mu Mu to drink as if angry.

“Then who should I hire? I want that textbook. I want it!! No matter how much money you spend, I'll give it to you.” Mu Mu shook off his fur, which had become fluffier just now. He raised his hand to receive a glass of liquor from Kwa I to drink. His tail slowly lowered in height.

“We can think of a way to compete for the latter, Lord Mu Mu.” Guo Yi hurriedly offered an idea. He tried to move his stubby tail back and forth.

The reason why the tail was short was because when he was three years old he went to work for a powerful gang in the province. He made a mistake and was disciplined by the leader of the group by having his tail cut off like this. Now Kwa Yi is five years old and the wound on her tail has completely healed.

At that time, Mu Mu had just begun to come into the city to trade. Traveling past and came across it. Saw a missing tail walking around in the middle of the market, unconscious, so he helped him. Even though originally Mu Mu didn't really help anyone. Maybe it was because he saw that Kwa-ee was very skinny. His fur was completely white. Mu Mu liked to collect flocks of white fur, so he came to his rescue. At that time, Mu Mu was only four years old. Since then, they have been Mu Mu's hands and feet to use.

“I know some assassins. In the past, before I got you

Please help. I used to work with influential people. I'll go find a few to use for you. Is it a good idea to go and capture Shandong and bring you a book?” Guo Yi used his brown eyes to look at Mu Mu inquiringly.

“I will choose the best one. Should I give you one or two? Mu Mu,” Gua Yi smiled, the corners of his mouth almost touching his ears.

“Let me think about it. Are you planning to kill him?” Mu Mu looked at him with dark brown eyes.

“So, if you want that book and they don't give it to you, what do you do?” Guo Yi closed his eyes.

“I really want things, but I don't intend to kill anyone.” Mu Mu wiggled his ears, thinking that I was already six years old and had never killed anyone before.

“Shandong doesn't mean anything to anyone. Yes or no, Mu Mu? He was hired to do a job. If he made a mistake and was killed and disappeared from this world, who would care? Who will know where he has gone? Who will know who killed him?” Guo Yi scratched his ear, ready.

Keep your eyes peeled and look elsewhere. The two of them drank alcohol and thought for a moment. Kwa Yi yawned with his mouth wide open.

“Then you go take care of it and come tell me. I'll wait to receive my textbook. I don't know about other things. You understand, right? What should I do?” Mu Mu scratched his chin in pleasure.

“Yes sir. I will do my best not to disappoint you.” Guo Yi stood up and bowed to Mu Mu and walked out of the room.

“If I get that textbook, it will allow me to complete the skill. Is it true like the rumors say?” Mu Mu walked to the window of the room. When Shandong had jumped away two kei ago (1 ke 15 minutes), he looked out into the darkness and muttered,

"This is the time to die." (9:00 p.m. - 10:59 p.m.) His tail brushed back and forth gently.

small guest house away from the suburbs Shandong was cleaning his black fur with a quick brush. His fur was completely black with no trace of any other color.

As a child, he never liked his fur, but when he was three years old, He liked it so much because he used to secretly steal his neighbor's dried fish. On that day, neighbors heard the sound and came to look at the fish that had been dried next to the house.

Trembling, he hid in the dark. If that day the neighbor walked in another 1 jang (approximately 3.33 meters) he would definitely be able to reach him and catch him. He was hiding in the dark but he still thought he would not survive. Being very afraid, he closed his eyes. His yellow eyes and black furred body were not visible to the neighbors. After that, he realized the benefits of his black fur, that it helped him camouflage himself in the dark very well, making him able to escape capture all along.

He is now five years old and still in the wild stage of his life. He takes up the profession of being a hired worker, doing whatever the employer wants him to do, hijacking, robbing, stealing. As long as he can do it, he doesn't choose the job.

He is now lying comfortably on the bed, wagging his tail to help him breathe easily. All day he hid his tail behind his pants. If he is working while running away from the enemy The tail would be a weak point, making him prone to being captured by enemies. He flipped out the leather book he had gotten and read it with two hands.

“It would take one hundred soul powers to create an immortal life force, different soul powers would be different. What is it?” Shandong muttered to himself.

“In order to escape, you must pass on or have a replacement.” Shandong scratched his head and rubbed his beard.

“I don't understand at all. Mu Mu, what do you want to do with this book?” He glanced around at the parchment, trying to continue reading.

“Yi Shi, Zhou Zhou, Zhou Yi, Jing Cheng, and there must be Zhi Cheng, what is it?” Shandong thought that if he could read it to understand the meaning, he would have to go and find the answer with Lao Yang.

“Tonight, I'd rather get some rest. Lao Yang should be able to help me. Let's go see him tomorrow.” Shandong threw the leather book beside himself and curled up to sleep in the blanket.

The wooden house was not large enough to be a normal wooden house, not rich and luxurious enough to live in. The earthen wall is not very high, it is deteriorating.

Zhongli walked towards the fence wall. Arriving at Guo Yi's small house, in his hand was a sword. Zhongli's face was cold. There was a long, large scar on his cheek. It's something that says he's been through a lot. He jumped onto the ground in front of the house, not afraid of anyone's attention.

“What business do you call me?” Zhongli asked.

“You haven't changed much at all. You're skinny and hungry. Your scars are definitely real. Ha ha ha!” Guo Yi laughed, pulling at his fur. He sat in front of the house waiting for Zhongli.

“It is me, mind your business.” Zhong Li also did not smile, “I have work for you to do. You follow An Feng, this time you must use both of you,” Guo Yi ordered.

“I have no mercy on anyone, you know that, right? There are no conditions for the work you give me. I have only one condition: never die, never give up.” Zhong Li hissed as he spread out his claws.

Zhong Li had orange fur, but he had no mercy on anyone. Anyone who saw Zhong Li would think that he was calm and polite, but if they didn't know his identity, they would not be suspicious of his fierceness. His yellow-black eyes were a look that no one else had quite like him. He hadn't smiled since he was one year old. His childhood life was pitiful, being abandoned by his parents and having no home to live in. He is considered lucky to have survived.

According to the theory, he would have died at birth but because of fate, he met the killer who raised him. Therefore causing him to be the killer he is today.

Zhong Li came to live with an assassin when he was eight months old and met An Feng who was already living with an assassin and An Feng had a similar fate to him. Saddleback, silky fur, thin and lanky, with black eyes.

An Feng was abandoned by his parents when he was only one year old. His origins are unknown. They both grew up together, went out to work together until they were as close as brothers and sisters of dead friends. If there is Zhongli, then there must be Anfong, whoever they are, don't be the target of their murder. There is almost no chance of survival.

On the outskirts of the city there was an old house belonging to an old man with broken legs. People in this area know him as Grandfather Yang. If anyone wants to know something that they don't know the answer to, they should come to Grandpa Yang. He always has the answer.

Guard 11.00 - 12.59 Lao Yang who knows about old legends Lao Yang's age was now nine years old. He had already lost one of his legs, his body was thin, his fur color was gray, his ears and eyes were very hazy. Can't tell the color of his old eyes, there are only a few whiskers left. In the past, Lao Yang was once hit by a horse drawn carriage when he was six years old. He lost his leg and had to drag his left leg around until he got used to it.

The knowledge he had was quite extensive. Because before when I was young Lao Yang likes to travel around and get to know many stories. It was unbelievable that Lao Yang had traveled as far as overseas.

“Grandpa Yang, are you there? I have something to help you with.” Shandong walked towards the front door of Lao Yang's house. In his hand he held a textbook and a cloth wrapped in it.

“Who? Shandong? Come in, I'm really thinking about you.”

Lao Yang was sitting on a chair in front of a small house. I was sipping tea and watching birds and trees.

“Are you well? I brought something for you and there is something I want you to look at for me.” Shandong placed a bundle of cloths on the table next to him. Grandpa Yang then handed the textbook to Grandpa Yang.

“.......” Lao Yang unfolded the book and read it. His few tentacles wiggled gently.

“Where did you get it?” Lao Yang asked.

“I don't know what it is. Do you know what it is?”

Shandong didn't answer the source of the book, but instead asked. Lao Yang took out the leather book and unfolded it. He looked around the parchment. His eyes and ears were blurred but he could still see clearly. He bent his head to look closely at the parchment.

“I have been everywhere but I have never seen this. What is the purpose of this curse that pinpoints the soul of the sacrificed Cheng?” Lao Yang read.

“Can you read it?” Shandong stroked the black fur. at his own head with interest

“It looks like some kind of spell, Cheng Da, Meili, Jiang Kuo, Jia Kuo, powerful, beautiful, life-changing.” Lao Yang placed the leather book on the table. He spread his thin, wrinkled ears aside.

“Can you translate for me? Then I will come back and take it from you.” Shandong saluted Wan.

“Okay, I'll try to translate it for you. You come back and put me back in the same place,” Lao Yang said. Lao Yang was very old and had no other means of making a living. No matter what Shandong asked him to do, as long as he was paid, he would do it regardless of the final result.

Even though Shandong was always nice to him, taking care of him and bringing him things, Lao Yang still had some dignity left for himself. So he hired them to work for him as well.

Shandong left Lao Yang's house after finishing his business. He jumped and disappeared behind Lao Yang's house so that no one could follow his tracks.

Zhong Li and An Feng, after being hired by Gua Yi, followed the fur trail. Shandong's footsteps and scent reached Lao Yang's house, lurking in front of Lao Yang's house but not entering the house. So he didn't know that the book was important and was already with Lao Yang. It is thought that the book that Gua Yi gave her to find is probably still only in Shandong.

So he could only follow and see the shadow of Shandong in the distance. disappeared behind the house

“Zhong Li, I think this Shandong guy is very difficult to track down. We've missed him twice, what should we do now?” An Feng said to his best friend, shaking off his leg that had stepped on the ground in annoyance.

“We'll find it soon. You probably won't be able to escape much, just wait and see.” Zhong Li clenched his jaw and the two jumped up onto the roof following Shandong's scent and out towards the back of Lao Yang's house.

Three days later, at Shen, 3:00 p.m. - 4:59 p.m., Lao Yang was sitting and carefully writing the translations of the contents of the animal skin book onto the scroll as he read it over and over.

“Slash, slash, a hundred pieces, create a camouflaged puppet for a hundred souls down in the demon direction... What is a replacement puppet? Write the translation and go to Shandong and think about it yourself. What kind of figure can I do this?” Lao Yang muttered to himself but wrote it in a way that was readable.

“When it's finished, Shandong will be satisfied.” Lao Yang smiled. until you couldn't see his eyes Lao Yang's black polka dots had completely disappeared. Looking into his colorless eyes, he couldn't see. Lao Yang brought out the bamboo stick on the table that had been prepared. Then he took the finished translation scroll and the animal skin textbook and put them into a bamboo cylinder and carefully closed the lid.

Then he walked slowly to the side of the fence of the house, removed the fence tiles and stuffed a bamboo tube and hid it there. He walked back into the house, closed the door and fell asleep.

The next morning, from 7:00 a.m. to 8:59 a.m., during Chengdu, due to Zhongli and An Feng Having lost contact with Shandong, he retraced his steps back to Lao Yang's house again.

“I can't seem to find Shandong, Zhongli,” An Feng shouted.

“This Shandong guy is vicious. Let's go back and wait here to see if we have any clues.” Zhongli said sternly.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!” Zhongli violently kicked the door of Lao Yang's house with his foot.

“Who is that!?” Lao Yang stood up with difficulty.

Lao Yang had no time to get up yet. Unable to reach the door of the house Zhong Li had already opened the door of the house before An Feng grabbed Lao Yang by the collar and slammed him onto the bed.

“Where did Lord Shandong go? Where? You tell me or I will cut you to pieces.” Zhong Li growled, threatening An Feng.

His nails scraped into Lao Yang's cheek, creating a wound.

“I don't know. I saw him four days ago, but where he went I don't know.

Really,” Lao Yang said with a painful wound on his cheek.

“I'm old, why would I lie to you all? There's no use doing it to me.” Lao Yang turned pale.

“I saw you holding a textbook. Where is that book?” An Feng asked, pulling out Lao Yang's tentacles that were rarely there anymore.

“No, what kind of book this is, I don't know.” Lao Yang refused.

“Then you will die.” Zhongli raised his sword high and immediately slashed Lao Yang's throat.

“You better hurry. You didn't give him a chance to think first. Like this, we have no clue.” An Feng moaned, but his face was also unkind.

“Old... useless, why would I let it go? I asked and got nothing. We are waiting here, I am sure Lord Shandong will come back again.”

Zhongli took the blood-stained sword and wiped it on Lao Yang Xu's clothes. It was 7:00 p.m. - 8:59 p.m. Zhong Li and An Feng curled up and slept quietly by the wall, waiting for Shandong for two days and nights.

Shandong sneaked into the window of Lao Yang's house. He saw that Lao Yang's house was unusually quiet. When he sneaked into the house, he found that Lao Yang had already had his throat slit. So he hurried out quickly, even though he wanted to help make a corpse for Lao Yang, he thought it would be better for him to come back again.

There must be someone secretly waiting to greet him. He silently crept to the side of the wall so he could take some of the items that Lao Yang had promised to make for him several days ago.

Shandong gently removed the tiles on the fence edge. You can see the bamboo tube that Lao Yang carefully sharpened to use as a place to put books or letters. Lao Yang made a hiding place at the edge of the house. This was a secret hiding place that only he and Lao Yang knew. The sky had already turned very dark, causing him to fail to notice that a piece of rock that he had accidentally stepped on caused a slight noise.

“Zhong Li, is that you Shandong?” An Feng heard the sound of the stone and woke up. pointing into the darkness beside the wall

“You go surround the other side and I will enter this way.” Zhong Li immediately opened his eyes because he was also smelling the scent of Shandong.

Zhongli locked eyes with Shandong. Zhongli's yellow-black eyes stared intently at Shandong's life. Shandong's bright yellow eyes showed no fear and did not clenched the bamboo stick tightly in his hand. Shandong immediately jumped onto the fence, drawing his sword and hissing. Shandong looked back and forth to find a way to escape.

Zhongli drew his sword and jumped up the wall, immediately swinging his sword at Shandong. An Feng spread out his claws and threatened Shandong and jumped up the wall. An Feng came in behind and surrounded Shandong.

“You bring me the textbook now,” Zhongli said.

“If you want it, come and get it yourself,” Shandong shouted.

An Feng didn't delay, he didn't hesitate. Kicked Shandong in the back hard. Shandong was caught off guard and fell from the wall, causing the bamboo pipe to fall from his hand and land on the ground. The lid of the cylinder opened and the leather book came out, but the translated book was still inside the cylinder. Zhongli got the opportunity and jumped down and grabbed the leather book. Shandong followed down and grabbed the bamboo stick, hurriedly put it back into his shirt.

“You give back my textbook,” Shandong shouted.

“I won't let you, and you will die here too. Don't even think about escaping,” Zhong Li hissed. Zhong Li's body was now furry as if he had been electrocuted.

An Fong reached in and spread his claws at him. Shandong dodged and slashed An Fong three times. Zhongli would re-enter Shandong but could not do much to Shandong. In his heart, Shandong thought that even if he could fight, if these two were to fight for a long time, and knew that there was a translated textbook inside It seems that it would not be good to fight for these people to understand that it would be better if they got the textbook because even if they did, no one would be able to understand or translate it. But even if he could translate it, it wouldn't matter because he thought it would be better to go after him and find a way to destroy him again than risk being mobbed like this, which might cause him to make more mistakes.

Shandong was busy thinking. Turning around again, he had the opportunity to accidentally slash at An Feng's neck. An Feng immediately fainted and died.

“Xiao Feng, you..!!” Zhong Li shouted to his best friend in shock.

“Lord Shandong, you must die!!” Zhong Li was extremely angry and ran towards Shandong Zhong Li, no matter how cruel his heart was, he had fought until now. He couldn't defeat Shandong, he was being unreasonable.

What Zhong Li didn't know in advance was that he and An Feng's martial arts and light body technique were unable to compete with Shandong.

Shandong even saw himself as being superior. But he still didn't want to hesitate, wanting to escape before fearing that the translated texts would be taken away again. So he quickly jumped onto the roof of Lao Yang's house. Using his light body technique, he quickly flew from one rooftop to another, causing Zhong Li to not be able to follow him.

“I was careless, Xiao Feng, you shouldn't have.” Zhong Li moaned. Zhong Li returned to Guo Yi's house. He brought An Feng's corpse back with him and asked Gua Yi to make a corpse for his dear friend, Zhong Li Lud's ears fell on both sides. The tail also dropped.

“How could you miss this? You've never made this mistake before?” Gwa Yi asked curiously.

“I was careless and asked you to give An Feng a corpse. I will not take anything further in return, I will hunt it down myself.” Zhongli said with a soulless expression.

“This is the textbook you wanted. As for Shandong's life, I want it,” Zhongli said.

“Whatever you do is up to you, you go.” Guo Yi knew that he shouldn't bother Zhong Li. The book had already been obtained and the rest should be finished with him. Zhong Li jumped out of the window of the house.

“What is this reading?” Kwa Yi opened the book and looked at it, but he couldn't read it.

“Let's give it to Mu Mu. This is my duty.” Kwa Yi complained and immediately walked out of the house.

Three months later, in Luo City, in an inn, Shandong was sitting in his room reading a textbook that Lao Yang had carefully translated with his life.

“I don't understand, what should I use to make a puppet?” Shandong muttered to himself. The textbook tells all the methods but doesn't say what to use to make the puppet. I'm still very confused after reading this.

At that same time Zhong Li went on a hunt to find Shandong and arrived in front of the inn where Shandong was staying. He could clearly smell Shandong's scent. He thought that Shandong must be secretly staying nearby. So he walked into the inn. Walk around and explore every room. Finally, he stopped in front of a room and was sure that Shandong was in there.

He slowly opened the door to the room, stepped carefully as quietly as possible, slowly pulled out his sword, and slowly crept into the room. When he looked at the bed covered with a cloth, he didn't hesitate and used his sword to slash it.

Contrary to expectations, Shandong was not here. I wondered if he must have been tricked. He quickly turned around and looked behind him. But it wasn't too late. The old tricks of the Shandong thieves always worked. Shandong slammed the back of Zhongli's neck hard.

1 hour later (2 hours)

“Oh…” Zhongli suddenly woke up. He couldn't move because he was tied so tightly.

“This time you will definitely finish me off. You are good enough to follow me.” Shandong said as he held a small knife swinging back and forth.

“Don't let me escape, you will definitely die.” Zhong Li threatened.

“I will pluck your feathers first. You will no longer be orange. I hate your yellow-black eyes staring at me. I will also dig it out.” Shandong hissed and smiled.

“You don't dare, Shandong.” Zhongli sneered.

“I was just in need of a figure. You made me think about what I should do.” Shandong immediately had a scary look on his face. Pulled out a tuft of Zhongli's orange fur. At this time, Shandong began to have some strange thoughts, his expression clearly showing.

Zhong Li gritted his teeth and didn't answer. Even though I've encountered a lot in my life, I've never seen eyes like this anywhere.

An hour later (2 hours), from 1:00 a.m. to 2:59 a.m., in a remote hut, Zhongli's painful howl sounded in the darkness throughout the night.

“Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!” All night long, strange murmurs sounded throughout the darkness. Zhong Li slept. woke up in agony

“Nghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!”

“Yi Qi, Zhou Zhou, Zhou Yi, Jing Cheng Chengda, Meli, Jiang Kuo, Jia Kuo, Y Qi Qi, Z Zhou Zhou, Jing Cheng Cheng Da, Me Li, Jiang Kuo, Jia Kuo,” Shandong felt the power. increased, but he also found it difficult to control himself.

“That's not enough. I want another hundred souls. Can you hear me? I want more!!!” That voice was not Shandong's voice.

“Who are you and why are you ordering me?” he shouted into the darkness, “Where did this voice come from? Where did they come from? Agh!!!!!”

“I don't want to listen.” Shandong put his hands over his ears.

...Shandong continued to lower his head and use a small knife to cut Zhon Li's flesh. The whole night there was only Zhongli's endless wails until he couldn't bear it or died himself......

Now that Shandong knew what he was going to use to make the “puppet” according to the textbook, he didn't know what serious consequences there would be in the future? What must he lose or trade off? What story will it lead to next?

End of special episode

Please follow the second novel. “The Origin of the Fierce Warrior Mao Gui” Volume 2 is the story of the “Cat Group”.

Recommended to read the first volume, "Mao Gui's Miraculous Fortunes". The first volume is about the lives of people affected by Mao Gui's fate.

No matter which book you read first, the content will be unrelated.

A little bit about the special episode

“Shandong” Mao Gui

Mysterious ritual Witchcraft and Curses evil spirits Black magic and zombies Black magic ceremony, chanting incantations, demon direction, evil spirits, spirits, fierce demons. Forbidden directions are in the Mao teachings. which cannot indicate which direction it must be with the person performing the ceremony, for example in the story of Shandong, when the ceremony was performed, it accidentally collided with the surface of Shandong's moon, so Shandong successfully completed the ceremony.

Stories to supplement the novel "Mao Gui"

Mao Gui is the word for a cat ghost that has been sacrificed. When accumulating one hundred souls or more, Initially, after undergoing sacrifice, they will first become demons. If you keep accumulating Will become more powerful and become a completely evil cat demon. There is malice. The process of performing a cruel ritual

There will be an endless and long life. Mao Gui had some weaknesses, namely being allergic to certain sacred items. Even though he is immortal as a demon, he can still die, but if he is a demon, he will not die. Mao Kui's immortality is a black smoke body, but there are still some objects that can imprison Mao Kui.

The story of the novel is just a story written for reading. Don't go do any rituals like this. They don't exist. All that is written is not true. Read and comment.