Cultivation of the cat

In the darkness, a fat ball with a strange smell rushed towards it.Lin Mianmian was quite restrained, so she didn't move away immediately.

This night, the hillside of the ancestral hall is close at hand, the strange technique that can dissipate the aura, being attacked, fighting, killing people... It's really exciting.

Therefore, in this courtyard, it is a bit too common for a cat to emerge from the short grass.Although this cat is so fat that at first glance, it doesn't look like a cat...but it's just a normal cat after all.

Lin Mianmian really thought so before the cat pulled away at the slightest disagreement.

The cat in the yard littered and pulled, and the people outside the yard came and went.Lin Mianmian protected Xiaosanhua, endured the smell in the dark, and hid, until the voice of the person going away could no longer be heard, and then she felt relieved.

I never thought that this ball, which looked like a cat, seemed to be wrong... It seemed to be able to see them with the invisibility charm on them, so they ran straight over and stopped at their feet.

In the darkness, Yuanqiu let out a meow and opened its mouth wide.

Lin Mianmian's heart tightened, wondering if he had encountered some monster who was about to eat people immediately after drawing his sword to help.

On the other hand, Yuan Zhaoyang, although he has no aura and turned into an ordinary kitten, his night vision ability is very good.

Yuan Zhaoyang didn't recognize the round orange cat that emerged from the grass for the first time, as if it had been inflated.Just waited for the orange cat to look at me with bright eyes, then urinated and pulled against the wall, such a strange but familiar scene somewhat reminded Yuan Zhaoyang of something not so good memories.

And when the fat orange rushed over with some stinky smell, tilted his head and opened his mouth like a good boy begging for a reward, Yuan Zhaoyang was finally sure that it was Mao Mao...

Different from Lin Mianmian's helplessness, Yuan Zhaoyang is more helpless at this time, and he can't help but reflect a little bit. In order to let the fried dough sticks cooperate with him, he made a pile of good shit for Lin Mianmian. It ate a little too much moonlight powder... Otherwise, it has been more than five years, and this guy still remembers this incident.

Yuan Zhaoyang did not move for a long time, but Lin Mianmian felt that it would be better to get rid of the fat cat as soon as possible while the monks were not chasing him.Otherwise, someone will come again later, even if he and Yuan Zhaoyang don't show their secrets, this fat cat with a strange posture will definitely attract the attention of others, and it will be troublesome again.

Thinking about it, Lin Mianmian moved slowly.

Fat Orange, whose mouth was sore, waited for a long time for his own reward. Not to mention, the aura belonging to Sanhua seemed to move farther away. He was instantly surprised and wronged, and hurriedly followed two steps. But he didn't dare to meow anymore, and only hummed softly in his throat, reminding the other party that there is still a cute little one who needs rewards.

It can be said that a direct approach can be said to be a blunder, but if you follow them without hesitation, you can really feel them.Lin Mianmian's heart sank, and she didn't know what the fat group was, whether it was another monster pretending to be a fat cat...

You Tiao couldn't believe it, even after reminding him like this, Sanhua actually left without reward.It's a pity that it has been thinking about the fleshy meat for an unknown amount of time, even today it hurts a bit from stretching, and it is trying hard to pull it out!

Although...the pull is not very much, it is not very good-looking...

Change, change yourself, okay!

Over the years, Fat Ju is also a cat that has been well-fed, eating all kinds of fish, shrimp and meat, and never stops.But it just remembers, remembers the good-tasting meat it once ate when it was a not-so-big cat.

Although, that seemed to be a long time ago, and Fat Orange's memory is not good, sometimes he may not be able to remember what he ate two days ago.However, Fat Ju has always remembered about that meat and how to get that delicious meat, and he has to think about it every day so that he can always remember it.

There will always be a chance to eat it, Fat Ju has a limited IQ, so I look forward to it.

But today, when the opportunity came, Rourou didn't.

Fat Ju was sad for a moment, and then consciously knew where the problem was.

Lin Mianmian didn't take a few steps, but saw Ai Ai, who had been waiting for a while before, humming and following her fat ball, suddenly stopped and began to make a low humming sound.

Is... are you going to hold back your big move?

Lin Mianmian, who had had enough excitement tonight, was inevitably a little bit like a soldier. Amidst the low humming, the speed of his feet accelerated a lot.

All of a sudden, he was more than ten steps away from the stopped fat ball, ready to find the other wall and climb out.

A breeze blew by, and the little kitten who was leaning against Lin Mianmian's arms froze for a moment, then sniffed lightly with his little nose, his whole face wrinkled, but finally heaved a sigh , lightly stepped on Lin Mianmian's soft skin.

"Don't go yet, do you still have Sanxian meatballs?" Yuan Zhaoyang asked in a low voice.

Lin Mianmian's footsteps stopped suddenly, and she spoke softly, but with great surprise: "What's the matter? There is still a box."

"Give it two balls." After Yuan Zhaoyang said, he pressed his hairy face to Lin Mianmian's chest, not wanting to be attacked by the fresh smell of deep-fried dough sticks a second time.

This guy, he remembers so well the thing about pooping for food, but the poop has become so stinky, and he doesn't bury it after pooping, it's really annoying and sighing.

The two were together, in order to hide, they rarely talked.Lin Mianmian didn't expect that Yuan Zhaoyang's sudden opening was for such a strange thing as feeding three fresh meatballs to cats.

However, Lin Mianmian finally suppressed the doubts in his heart, walked quickly back to the fat ball cat who was still grunting, took out two fresh meatballs from the storage bag, and put them in front of it.

The fat cat stopped humming all of a sudden, and started eating with a groan instead.

When Lin Mianmian was fed the cat with his head bowed, the obviously very fresh smell was smoked all over his head. He stood up in a trance, turned his back to take a breath, and only then realized that the fat cat had stopped in place before, with a low voice. Humming and humming, he was shitting again...

"Let's go." Yuan Zhaoyang buried himself in Lin Mianmian's chest and said.

"Should we find a bigger yard and hide it first?" Now that the conversation had begun, Lin Mianmian wanted to hear Yuan Zhaoyang's opinion.

The kitty hesitated for a moment, but shook his head: "I always feel that this city is a bit weird. Let's go find the owner of this house and see if we can find out anything.

After entering the city, Lin Mianmian also felt a little uncomfortable.

Whether it was the monk I met at the gate of the city, or the one who came and went in a hurry just now, although they didn't meet each other officially, they always gave Lin Mianmian a bad feeling.Even if they have nothing to do with the strong and thin second cultivator who turned into flying ash, they are probably not friendly people.

"I don't know who the owner of this house is. What if it's theirs..." Lin Mianmian hesitated, "How about we try to find Tian Xiaoyu? No... Forget it, let's hide for a while. Hide, wait until you recover."

Compared with a family of strangers, Lin Mianmian of course trusted Tian Xiaoyu whom he had grown up with, and who had some kind of relationship with him.

But touching the little kitten in his arms, Lin Mianmian flinched a little.

Whether it was the strange spells of the two monks before or the abnormalities in the city, Lin Mianmian certainly wanted to know.

The mastery of intelligence can allow them to stand in a more favorable position.

But this premise is Yuan Zhaoyang's safety.

More than five years later, Lin Mianmian believed in Tian Xiaoyu in his heart, but this belief was far inferior to Yuan Zhaoyang's safety.

Lin Mianmian made a suggestion, but quickly dismissed it himself. Yuan Zhaoyang naturally understood the meaning, and couldn't help rubbing against the little girl's arms.

"The owner of this family should be Tian Xiaoyu. Or, it may be the noodle seller." Yuan Zhaoyang said in a low voice, "Even if those monks did something in the city before, it wouldn't kill all the ordinary people in the city. There is no need for people to use it for themselves. It is very likely that the ordinary people in this city do not know the existence of those monks. I just want to try it from her."

"Wait..." Lin Mianmian wanted to ask Yuan Zhaoyang how he knew that this place was Tian Xiaoyu's home when Lin Mianmian heard it halfway. Mingming Yuan Zhaoyang has never been here since he worshiped the fairy gate.But when the words he wanted to ask came to his lips, the car stopped.Turning his mind, he asked another sentence, "That fat cat just now...couldn't be...fried dough sticks, right?"

Yuan Zhaoyang is not a friendly person who will take out something to feed when he meets Furry.

Lin Mianmian had some doubts just now, why Yuan Zhaoyang was so friendly to a strange fat cat, and asked to feed him the very successful three fresh meatballs he made recently.

If that fat cat is fried dough sticks, then everything makes sense.

"Hmm..." The kitten hummed concisely in Lin Mianmian's arms, and then said nothing else.

Although he knew that it didn't seem very appropriate, Lin Mianmian couldn't help but said, "Did you let me feed it just because you recognized it as fried dough sticks? Why didn't you tell me directly?"

The kitten was silent and didn't want to speak.

Lin Mianmian always felt that something was wrong here, and couldn't help pinching the kitten through his robe.

Coincidentally, it pinched the kitten's soft butt.

It's okay for Lin Mianmian, they are all kittens, so they feel the same wherever they are pinched.

Yuan Chaoyang was different, he squinted his eyes, removed the little Mao's butt from Lin Mianmian's hand, and said in a low voice with some embarrassment, "I let you feed it because I didn't want it to continue pulling. Or do you want to watch it put those things into a heart shape in front of you with its claws for a while?" [-] Reading Network