Beyond Nine-Zhang Heaven, the Path to Heaven!
Deep within, two figures moved forward in silence.
One was a fat Daoist, smiling like Maitreya Buddha. The only difference was that Maitreya Buddha's smile was compassionate, joyful, and immensely amusing. But when this man smiled, you would inexplicably become wary, feel a sense of foreboding, as though something were about to happen.
"Kongkong, can you stop smiling? It's creepy as hell, alright?"
Beside him, the Brocade-Furred Rat, now back in human form, could not take it anymore. How could a person have such a bizarre smile? Over the past few hours, it had changed directions six times in a row. Every time it caught sight of the other man's face, it found him smiling at it. That smile was especially strange, like a cat spotting a mouse, a snake seeing a frog, a fox discovering a hen...
Upon hearing this, Daoist Kongkong's face immediately darkened. "I wasn't smiling!"
Even as he spoke, the corners of his mouth curled into a strange arc, his eyes bending into a terrifying angle, like a smiling snake.
Hiss!
The Brocade-Furred Rat sucked in a breath, its hair standing on end. Every hair from the back of its neck down to its tailbone bristled as it retreated two steps.
The hell? That wasn't smiling?
The Brocade-Furred Rat's expression turned grave. That smile was creepy as hell. Walking alongside him felt as if a giant pit lay waiting ahead. "Kongkong, I'm telling you—if you don't give me an explanation, then our friendship of several thousand years ends here."
Daoist Kongkong sighed helplessly, stopping in his tracks. "Is this smile really that creepy?"
"What do you think?" The Brocade-Furred Rat took out a mirror and gestured for him to take a look.
Daoist Kongkong did not look. He merely