How to pamper the beast

Chapter 3

Cen Yan quickly put this matter behind him.

Most spirit beasts are more sensitive than humans, maybe this little guy has smelled too many people's breath——

Because of its own circulation, coins are often contaminated with the breath of dozens or even hundreds of people. Human beings can't distinguish these smells, but for keen spirit beasts, it's probably like being in a crowded market.

"What race are you...?" Cen Yan was sitting on the sofa, and Bai Qiu was leaning on the armrest of the sofa to lick his fur. Hearing this, he raised his eyes, and didn't even bother to scream.

Pixiu has a voice, but the voice of Pixiu itself is full of charm, which cannot be heard by ordinary people, even those with lower cultivation levels.

Bai Qiu didn't want to talk either.

The vocal organs of the beasts can simulate all languages ​​in the world, but for the convenience of communication, they still like to use aura to simulate the vocal cords of different races to speak.

Qilin told him before that among all races in the world, only human beings are born fragile. For balance, the way of heaven gave human beings the most cunning character and the strongest development potential.

Like those cultivators, because of their fragility, they have developed alchemy and weapon refining, and they like to catch spirit beasts everywhere.

There used to be cultivators who ascended to the fairy world and tried to catch the beasts. Since then, Qilin has added a care for human beings and talking nonsense to every little beast in its childhood education.

In human's beast control art, it is not easy to speak in the form of a beast, and it is not easy to be able to transform into a human form.

Bai Qiu has always disliked lectures and has a big heart. He doesn't want to talk now because he is afraid of humans. He just thinks that he is a beast anyway, so the first sentence in the human world must be something in line with his status, right?

Cen Yan didn't care if he didn't receive Bai Qiu's response.

Bai Qiu Xianyu leaned paralyzed on the backrest, a pair of black eyes turned around, and he didn't know where he was wandering.

The house is too quiet. The building itself is located in the innermost part of the community and on the top floor, perfectly avoiding all possible noise sources.

Even the little birds don't bother to fly here.

Cen Yan is usually single, and has adapted to the quiet environment at home.

He glanced at Bai Qiu who didn't know what he was doing out of the corner of his eye, turned on the TV, and switched to the documentary channel of Animal World.

Bai Qiu was abruptly brought back to reality by the sound of animals arguing.

Divine beasts can understand the language of all things. At this time, on the TV screen, two lion cubs that have not yet fully grown are wrestling together, intermittently saying "...are you fat again..." "You must have robbed me of food yesterday." " Words like this floated over.

At the same time, a dubbing came from the TV: "The cubs' fighting is a symbol of good relationship. It is this kind of playing and fighting that exercises their..."

Bai Qiu: I believed your evil.

Bai Qiu jumped off the armrest of the sofa, fell into the soft cushion, rolled himself into a relaxed ball, and then began to practice.

Divine beasts can be cultivated, but they have a long lifespan, and their strength can naturally increase with age, so some divine beasts are more willing to dedicate their lives to eating, drinking and having fun.

Take Bai Qiu as a typical example.

The aura is like a tamed pet, obediently covering Bai Qiu's side. Bai Qiu carefully perceives the changes in his body while practicing.

It seems that what Bai Ze said is right, the page for setting the soul is still useful.

Although I still don't know how to pry it out of Cen Yan's sea of ​​consciousness, but if you get closer to practice, if you are close to ink, you will be black...ah, if you are not close to Zhu Zhechi, your maturity will increase a little.

Bai Qiu was very pleased, glad that he stamped this remote fertilizer bag in time.

The house Cen Yan lives in is not big, less than [-] square meters, it is quite suitable for a single man to live alone.

Bai Qiu ran around, jumped up and down, drilled every corner and did some calculations, and it must be kept within ten body lengths plus tail length, that is, within five meters of human weight and measure.

Although the house is not big, Cen Yan is not fixed in a certain position all the time.

Fortunately, the cultivation of divine beasts is not as cautious as human beings. After starting, as long as you pay a little attention, you can continue.

Therefore, Cen Yan found that this little spirit beast seemed to be particularly... clingy.

He went to the study, and the little spirit beast followed him, and when he went to the bedroom, the little spirit beast still followed him, and he went to the bathroom—this one couldn't follow, so the little spirit beast had to squat at the door.

Cen Yan had never raised spirit beasts before, but at that time there was a craze for spirit beasts in the sect, and he had never seen any kind of spirit beasts sticky like this.

He squatted down and stretched out his hand, and the little spirit beast swished into his palm, then he groaned along his arm all the way up, and when it reached his shoulder, he turned around and sat down, stopping still.

Bai Ze is very satisfied with this position. Of course, a better position is on the top of the head...but humans seem to value the position on the top of the head, so it should be the shoulders.

Click, click, the second hand climbed up the slope with difficulty, bringing the minute and hour hands together to twelve.

It's twelve o'clock.

Cen Yan rolled up his sleeves, stopped at the kitchen door, and explained to Bai Qiu: "I'm going to cook."

Before spirit beasts became spirit beasts, they mostly ate raw food. After becoming spirit beasts, they no longer needed to eat, so Cen Yan reckoned that little spirit beasts should have never seen such a thing as a kitchen.

Bai Qiu lazily raised a paw, indicating that he could not read it back.

Human food has no aura, so what is there to eat.

After the food is ready, the first one to go up is a certain fluffy.

Cen Yan looked at Bai Qiu who was blown away by eating it: "Can I eat salt?"

Bai Qiu: Yes, thank you, I am not a cat.

After lunch, Bai Qiu lay down on the sofa very contentedly, and it was rare to understand why Tao Tie sneaked away to the human world to cause harm after eating the delicacies from the fairy world.

Sure enough, food knows no world.

Bai Qiu was lying on his back as a whole beast, with its four claws bent in front of him, forming a ball, and smacked its lips in satisfaction.

How do humans say something?

People who eat people are soft-mouthed, but people who take others are short-handed.

Since he ate Cen Yan for one meal, he may have two or three N+1 meals in the future... There must be some kindness with each other, so that he can eat the next meal with peace of mind.

Bai Qiu turned around and turned around, his eyes swept over Cen Yan who was walking towards this side after turning on the dishwasher, a pure aura wrapped in the halo of Pixiu's talent smashed towards him.

What is Pixiu's talent aura?

Lucky!

Jinbao!

Stare at who gets rich! (not)

As one of the five auspicious beasts, apart from warding off evil spirits, Bai Qiu has nothing to do but eat, drink, and hunt for treasures.

Treasure hunting is not a simple matter, for a cultivator it requires a wealth of knowledge, superb skills and not too bad luck... But for Bai Qiu, it is not a problem at all!

If you don't have knowledge, if you need enough skills, you can go all over the world by luck.

Pixiu has its own passive skills for attracting wealth and treasures. As long as you want to hunt for treasures, you can walk around with your intuition. If you cut down any tree, treasures will fall from the tree.

At 02:30 in the afternoon, Cen Yan sat at the desk in the study and read a book.

Beside him, Bai Qiu lay lazily on the window sill basking in the sun.

After his self-cultivation was damaged and he couldn't restore it with all methods, Cen Yan was indeed depressed for a while, but he quickly got out of it and began to take the initiative to get in touch with the knowledge of the secular world that he rarely had before.

Cultivation is certainly desirable, but there is more than one way of life.

After reading a book, Cen Yan got up and put the book back on the shelf.

The bookshelf was in disrepair for a long time, and with Cen Yan's movements, there was a creaking sound, and a partition in the middle suddenly snapped into two pieces.

Cen Yan hurriedly supported the partition with his hand, but felt a cold touch in his palm.

He froze for a moment, and carefully opened the partition to take a look.

A thin, mirror-like thing was embedded in the partition. Although the partition was broken, the thing was not affected at all, but the originally perfectly hidden figure was revealed.

Cen Yan sensed it with his still intact spiritual sense.

The sixth-order magic weapon is intact.

It just so happens that there is an auction in City A these two days. Although he doesn't need this magic weapon, he can ask someone to send it to City A to sell it. You can keep the spirit stones you get or convert them into real currency. useful.

Ever since Bai Qiu imparted the halo of talent to Cen Yan, he has been observing secretly.

How about it, it’s amazing, as expected, you can find treasures in two steps.

However, this piece of spiritual energy is too thin. If it is placed in the fairy world, it will not only be a magical weapon, but also a divine weapon.

Cen Yan's expression hasn't changed much since he discovered the magic weapon. He dialed Chen Xuanyi's number, said a few words, and then took out the magic weapon and found a box to put it away.

Bai Qiu jumped onto the table and proudly stretched out his paws to press on the box.

Humanity!

How about it!

Cen Yan was thoughtful, but he had heard that some spirit beasts had a talent for treasure hunting.

But those are small in size, most of them are rats, and there are relatively few types of them. I have never seen such ones...

In the evening, Cen Yan went out with the magic weapon and handed it to Chen Xuanyi in a teahouse.

When we came back, it was already dark, and when we passed a lottery shop, Bai Qiu changed from lying on Cen Yan's shoulder to standing up suddenly, and then moved his nose.

He saw the breath of wealth gathering in this small shop.

So Bai Qiu jumped down on his own, walked into the store, glanced at the various trend charts or explanatory charts posted in the store, and under the boss's confused eyes, jumped onto the table and ticked Gou Cenyan's. clothes corner.

Cen Yan: "Want to buy this?"

Bai Qiu gracefully jumped onto the lottery machine.

The boss laughed: "Your pet is so cute." He reached out to touch it, but Bai Qiu hid it, touched his nose, and said, "Is there any number you want? Tonight's Shuangseqiu lottery."

Cen Yan couldn't figure out what this little spirit beast was thinking.

Bai Qiu jumped twice on the lottery machine, and then jumped back to Cen Yan's shoulder. Cen Yan thought for a while: "Boss, just choose one bet on the machine."

Boss: "Okay."

But that night, Cen Yan, who had almost forgotten about this matter, only remembered this matter when he saw the lottery ticket lying on the coffee table, so he had to check the lottery numbers online.

First prize.

Cen Yan glanced at the current number displayed on the computer, then at the number selected by his computer, and then looked down at a certain spirit beast stretching on his lap.

The moment Bai Qiu gave out the number, he felt the accumulation of "wealth", so he closed his eyes and went to meditate without any interest.

There is no such form of wealth acquisition method in the fairy world, so he just felt curious, so he tried it.

Cen Yan suddenly said: "You—"

Bai Qiu looked up.

Cen Yan: "Could you be a lucky cat?"