My cat can cultivate immortality

Chapter 164 White Cat
He didn't enter this dungeon to wander around.

The best part of this Xuankong Mountain is not the various magical props in the small bungalow, but the fertile spiritual soil everywhere!

The vegetable patch in the backyard of my house was considered as spiritual soil forcibly transformed with props, and its quality should only be considered average.However, the soil here was formed in the age of ancient aura, pure natural and pollution-free.

What's more, there are mountains, waters and rivers here, but it still looks like a paradise, no one knows, let alone disturbs.

What do you need for the development of your own small store now?
The most important thing is the ingredients!All kinds of meat and vegetables are still delivered by suppliers in Lingquan Market. Although the quality is not bad, it cannot be compared with the ingredients catalyzed by spiritual power.

What Wu Ren has to do now is to start thinking of ways to develop Xuankong Mountain, and strive to develop all of these soils into vegetable fields—of course, they may be able to develop them into pastures in the future.

Skillfully adjust the state and move the legs and feet.The "Elementary Leg Skill: Devil's Step", which had been lost for many days in the rivers and lakes, was performed again. Wu Ren felt the wind under his feet and ran towards the Qingshui River in the east.

Qingshui River is currently the only river in the dungeon that Wu Ren knows.It originated on the cloud-covered mountain in the north. Although it is not a big river, its flow is definitely not small.

The planning of land reclamation around the Qingshui River has great advantages in terms of flat terrain and drinking water irrigation.

It took Wu Ren about half an hour to circle the three or four kilometers up and down the Qingshui River.Although the vision is not very clear at night, the basic environment has been roughly examined.

Running all the way back to the small bungalow, and back to his room outside the door, Wu Ren picked up a pen and paper, and slowly drew the terrain near the Qingshui River that he had recorded in his mind.

In the last few days at the end of April, Wu Ren devoted himself to the secret realm, using the most primitive tools in the backyard to plow up the land bit by bit.

At first he did it by himself, but later he found that the progress was a bit too slow, so whenever Changqing was not in business hours, Wu Ren would pull the oranges out of the kitchen, calling it "weight loss", but in fact it was to let the oranges play their role. With its spiritual power, it cultivated the fields with itself.

Naturally, Fei'er and Xiaotong were informed of this matter.Mayfair is fine. After taking her around here, the girl returned to the front desk, lying in a chair and continuing to watch the drama—she recently found a Japanese drama about forensic medicine, which is about anatomy and suspense. , I was scared all day long, and I was so serious about watching it.

Wu Xiaotong was full of curiosity about this place. When she first came here, she wandered around in various places on the first floor.Later, this guy managed to find the "cos area" - the collection of the old gods, the clothes of the gods from ancient times to the present and the uniforms of the heavens in various versions.

Wu Ren is so sweaty... If the girl hadn't dug into the deepest part of the room to search, he might not have been able to find it himself.

Still, the girl did something good.

Every time I come back from work, when Tangerine groans and complains, this girl will massage Tangerine—with her small body, massaging Tangerine is like kneading a big dough, and she will be so tired that she will make a fuss every minute of.

Tangerines are so cool, they become addictive after a long time?
Probably because he felt out of favor with Wu Ren, so he might as well ask Wu Xiaotong to make up for it.Every time this [-]-[-]-jin fat orange lay down in front of the girl, Wu Xiaotong would look at Wu Ren dumbfounded and cast a wronged look.

Wu Ren has an expression of "you took the blame yourself, and you have to carry it even if you cry".

On the afternoon of the last day of April, Mo Mo, who had been away for a long time, came back.

It also has a white cat.

Hmm... To be precise, it wasn't brought back, but this white cat followed Momo all the way back like a follower.

This surprised Wu Ren quite a bit.To be reasonable, Mo Mo's movement speed is already the fastest among all the cats he has ever seen.Who is this white cat so sacred that it can keep up with Mo Mo's footsteps all the way?

At this moment, two people and six cats were sitting around in the living room, questioning the uninvited white cat severely.

As for why it was two people - Mayfair was packing her luggage in her room, and she was going to take the high-speed train home early tomorrow morning.This time I forcefully ordered Mayfair to go back, and specially asked Tangerine to prepare a small can of silver fennel leaves cut into small pieces as a gift for Mayfair's parents.

This girl should have gone home a long time ago.

in the living room.

"Who's the cat here?" Wu Renxiao sat cross-legged directly opposite the white cat.

"Meow?"

The white cat suddenly recovered from staring at Momo, then tilted its head and looked at Wu Ren, as if it didn't know what was going on.

Wu Ren rubbed his brows: "Uh... Momo, tell me, what's going on?"

"I don't know either..." Mo Moba smacked his lips, and found that the moment he opened his mouth, the white cat's gaze returned to him, and he also looked quite helpless, "I have been talking to a few cats for the past few days. Ba explained the relevant situation of human activities..."

"Wait, Meowba?" Wu Ren interrupted it suddenly.

"That's right. Our cat clan divides the entire Lingquan City into seven regions, and the managers of each region are called Meow Ba." Mo Mo tilted his head and looked at Wu Ren strangely.

"Is that so?" He couldn't help wiping his cold sweat.

I don't know why, but the manager's title coincides with the title of a novel he has read... The feeling of being out of action in an instant made him quite embarrassed.

"Meow." Mo Mo paused, raised his paw and pointed at the white cat, "It is the meow bully in the front paw area."

"...The front paw area, what the hell is it?"

For some reason, Wu Ren always felt that the Lingquan City described by Momo was a completely different world from what he remembered.There seems to be a huge difference between the cat's perspective and the human perspective in this respect.

"The meow in the front paw area is my backyard meow!~"

The white cat, who had been staring at Mo Mo with its head tilted, suddenly spoke, and it sounded like a lively girl's voice - this white cat turned out to be a female.

Wu Ren was surprised for a while.

"Divided cats, that is, the tip of the tail, the root of the tail, the back paws, the front paws, the ears, the beard and the seven backyard cats! The front paws are other people's backyard cats!"

The white cat made a speech without any vigilance at all - Wu Ren didn't ask anything, and the white cat revealed the administrative divisions of the stray cat clan.

Mo Mo squinted his eyes angrily, raised his claws and hit the white cat with a cat fist, then turned to look at Wu Ren: "Don't tell other humans about this, it is related to the survival of our stray cats .”

"Okay." Wu Ren scratched his head, "But remember, you are no longer a homeless stray cat."

The black cat was taken aback when he heard the words, then shook his ears, but did not answer.Instead, it turned to look at the white cat: "It's not rabbit fur, it's belly."

"Meow, I got it, meow."

Seeing Momo talking to him, the white cat immediately smirked and wagged the tip of its tail at Momo.

But Wu Ren always felt, why does this white cat...have a story with Mo Mo?

　There is one more tonight.There was a power outage today, so the update is slow, sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)