Original God Zhongli BG Xiao Qinglong traveled through time

The morning mist on the top of Jueyun Mountain has not yet dispersed, and the dew has condensed on the moss on the stone steps. Xizhi curled up like a snowball and lay on the bluestone, the tip of his tail lazily swept across the inkstone, splashing a few drops of ink. Liuyun Jiefeng Zhenjun turned into a human form, twisting the crane feathers with his slender fingers to weave a cat teaser. When the golden thread was wound for the third time, he suddenly threw the feather handle: "This thing is more annoying than recasting the machine!"

"Master, do you need help?" Shen He came out from the depths of the clouds, holding the feathers of the ice crystal sculpture with his fingertips, and the cold made his nails red. Liu Yun's wide sleeves trembled slightly, and the silver bells on the cat-teasing stick rang: "Don't make trouble! This immortal is just trying out a new magic weapon..." Before he finished speaking, Xi Zhi suddenly jumped onto her cloud bun, hooked the silver tassels of the gilded hairpin with his sharp claws, and swung slowly.

Lishui Dieshan Zhenjun transformed into a humanoid figure, holding a teacup and watching from the side. Suddenly, he cried out, "Ah!" It turned out that Xizhi's tail had swept down his treasured pine nuts, and his hairy claws caught them in mid-air. His long tail curled up like a cloud of cotton wool to hold the snack steadily, and his blue eyes curved into crescents. Zhenjun shook his head and chuckled, and a warm amber candy slipped out of his sleeves: "Little rascal, take this in exchange."

Xizhi gave a meow and abandoned the pine nut, jumping onto his lap and rolling around, with the tip of her tail raised high as her paw pad pressed against the candy. Lishui took the opportunity to ruffle the hair on her head, and when his fingertips touched an old scab, he paused, and suddenly conjured a flower hairpin made of rock crystals behind her ear: "The newly opened rock heart tangerine on Qingyunding can withstand being bitten more than the glazed lily."

True Lord Xueyue Zhuyang took the form of a deer and walked over, with colorful velvet bells woven on his coral horns. Xizhi's ears suddenly stood up, and with the help of his claws, he slammed into the pile of velvet balls like a meteor. The fairy deer was shaken by the collision, but the tip of his tail quietly rolled up a piece of almond crisp and stuffed it into the velvet: "Grandma Qingce Village left this for you... I just passed by on the way."

"Uncle Master, please look." Shen He suddenly pulled the corner of Liu Yun's sleeve, holding the frozen catnip in his palm, with the wilted leaves sealed in frost crystals. Liu Yun's eyes twitched: "Is this to cool down the cat, or to cool down the demon?"

Xizhi pounced at her like lightning, holding the ice ball with her claws and licking it happily, with ice slag on the tips of her whiskers. Shen He stared at her in a daze, and suddenly stretched out his hand to poke the tip of her frozen ear: "The way you shiver, you look like the communication sparrow that was frozen by my uncle last month."

"Huh!" Liuyun's wide sleeves fluttered in the wind, and Xizhi took the opportunity to grab the newly made cat toy and ran up to the deer horns. The colorful velvet bells exploded like falling cherry blossoms, and Lishui raised half a piece of amber candy and shouted: "Slow down! The fur that has just been straightened--"

When Zhongli entered the mountain gate, he saw this scene of chickens flying and deer running away: Liuyun was chasing a cat with her charred skirt, Lishui was stumbling with an upside-down teacup on his head, Xueyue was carrying a stone sculpture with a pile of pompoms on his back, and Shenhe was squatting in a corner trying to melt the ice. The rock print under the Emperor's sleeves turned darkly, and the bluestone slab suddenly rose up a slope. Xizhi couldn't stop in time and rolled into his arms, and her muddy claws covered with grass debris "slapped" on her nose.

"Have you had enough of playing around?" Zhongli wiped the mud off her face and pinched her neck with two fingers. Xizhi immediately curled up into a well-behaved snowball, but her tail quietly wrapped around the jade on his waist, and the azure light in her eyes was brighter than the night lights in the Jade Pavilion.

Liu Yun straightened the crooked golden phoenix hairpin, still breathing heavily: "Emperor, please take care of it! This little evil creature is relying on his fur to do whatever he wants!"

"Oh?" Zhongli weighed the ball of fur in his arms and buried his face in his sleeve guiltily. "I've seen some people laugh more happily when they play with cats than when they figure out new mechanisms." The rock print brushed across the corner of Liuyun's sleeve, and half a scroll of "The Art of Caressing the Spirit Cat" fell out of his sleeve.

When the dusk was dyed through the clouds, Xizhi dozed on the emperor's lap, holding the candy given by Lishui in her paw. Xieyue turned back into human form and quietly placed an amber-carved silk ball beside her; Lishui condensed the tea into warm milk and pushed it to her curled paws; Liuyun, with a stern face, threw a small brocade embroidered with gold, with the cuffs crookedly embroidered with "New Instrument Test Envoy".

Shen He squatted on the stone steps and wrote down: "At three quarters past ten in the evening, the master secretly stroked Junior Uncle's cat's claws for the ninth time, and his smile had three more wrinkles on his face than when he saw the new crossbow." Suddenly he felt the tip of the tail brushing across his ankle, and he lowered his head to see Xizhi rubbing against him with frozen catnip in his mouth, with ice chips all over his face.

"Tomorrow..." Shen He picked up the cat and gently wiped the frost marks, "How about I learn how to make sea bass soup?"

The mountain wind swept away the remaining clouds, and the Jinghong bell rang under the moon. Xizhi turned over in his dream, and his tail swept off the emperor's black jade ring, which rolled into Liuyun's newly made cat toy. Liuyun was about to bend down to pick it up, but was frozen by the rock seal - the moonlight was like water flowing over the stone platform, Xizhi curled up into a glittering ball, and the old scar on the tip of his ear was shining with a faint gilded light, just like the eternal lamp that Guiliji had kept thousands of years ago...