Lu Xiaofeng's colleagues: Ximen cat

"Even if it can't be hurt, I will be scared. Even if I am not scared, it is not good to fall and crush the flowers and plants..." (Recently revisited Westward Journey, hehe...)

Hua Manlou shook his head and couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, then his smile froze slightly, and he turned his head slightly.

Ximen Chuixue's figure moved, the scabbard raised the curtain of the car, Lu Xiaofeng saw the half furry snow-white fox ear hastily retracted, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Ximen Chuuxue said coldly: "Come in."

"Meow!" There was a surprise and excited cry from outside the door, and the cat walked in gracefully. Although it looked as well-behaved as ever, Lu Xiaofeng, who had amazing observation skills, still found that the excited cat raised its legs more than usual A few points higher, as if dancing happily.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at Ximen Chuixue's expressionless face, and sighed, poor Maomao, your happiness may have been in vain.

Sure enough: "Go back, don't follow me any more!"

Maomao stopped for a while, raised her head and looked at Ximen Chuuxue devoutly, her wet eyes were almost dripping water, she was disappointed and wronged, she prayed, her voice was weak and resentful like crying: "Meow..."

The soft and waxy voice was melodious and melodious, full of grievances and sadness, Lu Xiaofeng's heart suddenly softened: "Ximen, if you want to follow, just follow, since it is so obedient, it won't get in the way. "

Mao Mao's big dark eyes instantly lit up the flame of hope, and he nodded again and again: "Meow! Meow! Meow!"

All he had to do was raise his little paw and swear: "The cat is good, the cat is obedient, and the cat is not in the way!"

Ximen Chuixue glanced at Lu Xiaofeng lightly, and said, "Cats should stay at home obediently."

Mao Mao should stay in Wanmei Villa.

Mao Mao's eyes dimmed, and her voice also dimmed, pleading: "Meow..."

"get off!"

"Meow!" No!

"Meow!" No!

Ximen Chuuxue grabbed Maomao's tail and lifted it up. Maomao was surprised: "Meow?"

Ximen Chuuxue opened the curtains, Maomao realized something was wrong, and struggled desperately, flapping its four paws vigorously: "Meow meow meow!"

Ximen Chuuxue shook his hands, and Maomao flew out dancing and disappeared into the sky: "Meow... Meow meow!"

Cats will come back!

(Ha, the last sentence is the Pokemon version of nonsense, please ignore it.)

……

Lu Xiaofeng opened the car curtain for the fourth time and stretched his neck to look out, Hua Manlou couldn't help asking: "Lu Xiaofeng, what are you looking at?"

Lu Xiaofeng was surprised: "I remember that Maomao used to be very stubborn, why is it so obedient this time, but it calmed down after being thrown down by Ximen twice?"

Ximen Chuixue said indifferently: "Maomao is very smart, and it's easy to learn to behave."

Never make the same mistake a third time, Mao Mao is really smart.

"Really?" Lu Xiaofeng said, "But I always feel that it won't just give up."

Ximen Chuuxue frowned when he remembered Mao Mao ran away from home last time.After being kicked out of bed for the second time, Mao Mao was also very honest and did not show up for the third time, and then ran away from home the next day. This time...

It squatted on the ground and yelled angrily, and it seemed a bit like last time...

This little thing!

Ximen Chuuxue jumped down, Lu Xiaofeng only felt a gust of cold wind blowing by, and Ximen Chuuxue disappeared: "Hey, Ximen..."

Ximen Chuuxue's voice came from afar: "I'll go back."

Lu Xiaofeng was dumbfounded: "No way..."

Hua Manlou smiled and said, "He didn't feel relieved when he didn't see Mao Mao return to the villa."

The carriage stopped, it was Wanmei Villa's carriage, and the coachman was naturally Wanmei Villa's coachman, since the owner got off the carriage, the coachman naturally had to wait.

Lu Xiaofeng sighed and said, "Let's go and have a look too."

Naturally, Hua Manlou would not have any objections, and he was also very worried about whether that cute little thing would go home obediently.

The carriage was not far away at this moment, and the three of them were extremely fast, and they arrived outside the villa in half an hour, just in time to see Steward Mei galloping out of the villa on horseback, when he saw the three of them, he was overjoyed, got off his horse and saluted, "Villa Master, Mr. Lu, Mr. Hua. "

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Butler Mei left in such a hurry, did something happen in the villa?"

"It's nothing, it's just that Mao Mao is gone. I just wanted to catch up and ask if Mao Mao got into the carriage with the owner."

Lu Xiaofeng glanced at Ximen Chuixue and said: "It went up, but its owner threw it down again... What, it hasn't come back yet?"

Butler Mei said, "No, we've searched the entire villa, but we haven't seen a cat. It won't..."

Ximen Chuuxue's face turned cold, and Butler Mei hurriedly said: "But it's not necessarily true, this time it didn't pack a package to salute...it didn't even bring its favorite fried small yellow croaker..."

Lu Xiaofeng was dumbfounded and said, "I said, what we're discussing...is it a cat?"

Ximen Chuuxue said indifferently: "Look for it."

"Yes, I'm going to gather people."

Rao knew that Ximen Chuuxue loved cats very much, but Lu Xiaofeng still felt his scalp tingling when he saw such a battle. Isn't it too exaggerated to send hundreds of people to find a cat?

"... Shall we go look for it too?"

Ximen Chuuxue was noncommittal, turned back and walked back the way he came, Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou spread out a little beside him, and searched the way they came.

After walking for a while, Mao Mao didn't find it, but heard the sound of horseshoes, the carriage they were riding galloped towards, and stopped, the driver jumped off the carriage and saluted: "Master."

Seeing his anxious expression, Ximen Chuuxue asked, "What happened?"

The coachman respectfully said: "The second owner is in the carriage..."

Before he finished speaking, Ximen Chuuxue pulled down the curtain of the car, and after seeing the young man lying in the car in front of him clearly, the anger in his eyes dissipated instantly, and his whole body went stiff.

In the carriage, the young man was lying quietly on the couch. His long, dark hair was covered with dust and was disheveled. His small face was also dirty, and he couldn't see his true face. The skin that was only occasionally exposed was like ice and snow, showing This is a cat no doubt.He was wearing a blue singlet, no shoes, showing two dirty little feet, these were not enough to move Ximen Chuuxue's face, what shocked him was the round damage and large bloodstains on the singlet on his chest...

"Fei Yu!" Lu Xiaofeng exclaimed, "What's wrong?"

Just as he was about to step forward to check, Ximen Chuuxue took a step faster than him. He squatted in front of the boy, stretched out his hand to check his breath, felt the warm breath on his fingers, Ximen Chuuxue breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to withdraw his hand. A soft and hot thing curled up his fingers, once, twice...

Ximen Chuuxue quickly withdrew his hands and said angrily, "Maomao!"

Maomao opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Ximen Chuuxue who was close at hand, so he burrowed into his arms skillfully, seeing such a quick movement of Maomao, Ximen Chuuxue didn't know that it was not injured at all, and said coldly: " Cat cat!"

Mao Mao rubbed her eyes, remembering that she is not in the shape of a cat now, as the owner said, you can't crawl into your arms when you are not a cat, so she shrank back sullenly, and said, "Brother..."

Ximen Chuixue said, "What's going on?"

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes widened from the side: "Maomao? Ximen, your name is Feiyu Maomao?"

Ximen Chuuxue ignored him, Mao Mao's eyes widened in bewilderment, and he gestured: "Brother said... cats, stay at home... people can... so change into people, go out in a carriage..."

Ximen Chuixue said, "I asked you what happened to your clothes?"

Maomao thought for a while and said, "Steward Mei said that you can only go out if you put on clothes..."

Facts have proved that talking to cats and chickens to ducks has the same effect.

Fortunately, Ximen Chuuxue's patience has been tempered surprisingly well by Mao Mao: "Where did the blood on the clothes come from?"

"Blood?" Mao Mao poked the blood on the chest with soft fingers, accidentally poked it into the hole in the chest, blinked and said: "It's rotten..."

Poke it, poke it again, draw a circle to see how big it is...

Ximen Chuuxue looked at the white and tender skin on its chest, and couldn't help the veins on its forehead twitching: "Maomao!"

Maomao looked up and looked at its owner in confusion.

"Where did the blood on the chest come from?"

Mao Mao shook his head in confusion, after thinking for a long time, he still shook his head.

Ximen Fuxue continued: "Where did your clothes come from?"

"Maomao is looking for clothes... Hearing singing... There are people singing and clothes... Someone is sleeping in the house, so Maomao takes his clothes and wears them..."

Although Maomao spoke incoherently, but the few people understood what it meant anyway, and Lu Xiaofeng didn't care about pursuing the relationship between Maomao and Ximen Feiyu, and said, "Does Maomao remember where the house where people sleep is?"

Maomao nodded obediently.

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Take us there, okay?"

Mao Mao nodded again and climbed out of the carriage. Ximen Chuuxue saw its bare feet and frowned, "Where are the shoes?"

Maomao gestured: "The shoe is big... I'm walking, it's gone..."

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help laughing out loud.

Ximen Chuuxue hugged Maomao expressionlessly: "The direction."

It was the first time for Maomao to enjoy this kind of treatment. She felt that her whole body was crispy. She squinted her eyes and rubbed against Ximen Chuixue's body, moaning comfortably.

Ximen Chuuxue said coldly: "The direction!"

"Oh," Mao Mao reluctantly opened his eyes, stretched out his hand and pointed lazily.

……

Seeing the "sleeping" person hanging on the wall with the judge's pen pierced through his chest, Lu Xiaofeng was speechless for a moment.

Hua Manlou said: "It smells so bloody, what happened?"

"It's a dead man, Dugu Fang." Lu Xiaofeng said: "There are two sentences on it 'blood for blood!' 'This is a role model of meddling!'"

Ximen Chuuxue's face was livid: "Maomao, from now on, you are not allowed to take off the clothes of dead people and wear them..."

Mao Mao pouted: "Maomao didn't take it casually, Mao Mao asked him..."

You should never expect a cat to get to the point of what you're saying.

"Don't wear the clothes of the dead!"

"sleep……"

"It's not allowed to sleep. You are not allowed to wear other people's clothes."

Although his heart was heavy, Lu Xiaofeng was still amused by this one-man-one-cat conversation, and even Hua Manlou couldn't help laughing.

Ximen Chuixue's face was as cold as water, and Mao Mao didn't dare to say a word, and nestled in the owner's arms obediently.

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Why did Dugu Fang die here? Just to use him to warn us?"

Hua Manlou smiled and said: "It's a pity they don't know that Lu Xiaofeng is famous for his temper, the more someone tells you not to do something, the more you have to do it."

Ximen Chuixue said lightly: "So the person in charge, either doesn't know Lu Xiaofeng very well, or knows Lu Xiaofeng very well."