Facial Paralysis God Raises a Cat

Chapter 3

My Xianpai is very cold

After adding obstacles to the self-sufficient messenger fairy, although Mo Xiaoyou did not catch the sky bird to have fun as he thought before.

But he still showed his kitty temperament to the fullest.

At least in less than half a day, nearly one-third of the gods in Chuyangtian knew about it, and a slightly lively cat fairy was going to the Qilin Hall to report.

Actually this is not surprising.

No matter how courteous and humble Mo Xiaoyou is when he is new here, he is still a cat by nature, a cat who is full of endless curiosity about all new things.

So the half an hour's journey from Xianpai Pavilion to Qilin Hall was taken by him for two hours and he still hadn't arrived.

There is even a posture of going further and further away.

All the way, looking around, walking farther and farther, I won't go into details, just talk about Mo Xiaoyou's mouth, and I haven't stopped.

When he saw a beautiful female fairy, he would call out to his elder sister to strike up a conversation, and when he saw a handsome male fairy, he would call out to his elder brother to greet him.

For him, these gods with fluttering robes and light skirts are full of freshness.

So his small mouth seemed to be filled with honey, very pleasing, without the slightest bit of cramping and strangeness in a strange place.

Just after Mo Xiaoyou succeeded in striking up a conversation with a "fairy sister" happily.

Suddenly, he heard a low, hoarse but quite magnetic voice coming from his waist.

"The Qilin Pavilion will be closed after the deadline. If you don't rush to report now, you will have no place to live tonight."

The voice sounded like someone who hadn't spoken for a long time suddenly spoke, a little hoarse and uncomfortable.

But even though it was a bit hoarse, it did not conceal the deep and pleasant voice, like the waves breaking out in the deep sea with its own echo, and there was an indescribable nobility faintly in its calmness.

Hearing the sound, Mo Xiaoyou blinked her round eyes and looked down at herself for a long time.

Finally, he grabbed the celestial card that he had hung around his waist earlier, frowned and asked suspiciously: "Are you talking?"

The fairy card held by Mo Xiaoyou seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then said in a low voice, "It's me."

Mo Xiaoyou's eyes lit up, and he became interested instantly.

As if he found some interesting toy, he kneaded the fairy card with his two paws in turn, and said excitedly in his tone: "It's really strange that a brand can talk! This heaven is full of strange things indeed! , really opened my eyes."

As a "country cat", Mo Xiaoyou is very straightforward and undisguised.

"Ahem, don't hold me like that, I'm dizzy..."

Falling into the paw of a cat, Xianpai began to worry about his future silently.

However, Mo Xiaoyou still knows how to measure when he is playful.

Hearing the accusation of his own fairy card, he immediately stopped thinking about playing, but raised the fairy card in front of his eyes, and said happily: "Okay, I'll follow you, but you can say a few more words to listen, you talk The voice is really nice!"

As he said that, Mo Xiaoyou put the fairy card to his ear.

"..."

Xianpai was speechless.

What is "depending on you"?

He felt like he was being teased by a cat...

Facing the silence of Xianpai, Mo Xiaoyou didn't care.

Instead, as if remembering something, he said in a slightly complaining tone: "Hey, by the way, since you can talk, why didn't you talk when I asked how to get to Qilin Pavilion?"

After Mo Xiaoyou left Xianpai Pavilion before, he was troubled by a problem.

How to get to Qilin Hall?

Of course, it was impossible for him to turn around and go back to ask the Immortal Herald who was so constipated by himself.

Just when Mo Xiaoyou wanted to find an immortal to ask for directions, he suddenly remembered what the gatekeeper had told him about the function and usage of the immortal card.

So with the mood of giving it a try, Mo Xiaoyou turned to the pure white fairy card in his hand, which only highlighted the word "Cat Fairy" and asked, "Hey, how do I get to the Qilin Hall?"

Then, Mo Xiaoyou saw the word "Cat Fairy" on the fairy card slowly disappear, and then a compass appeared, pointing in one direction.

Obviously, this was Xianpai's answer to Mo Xiaoyou.

But the half-hearted Mo Xiaoyou only walked in the direction of the compass for a while, and then lost interest in the fairy card in his hand.

Instead, be attracted by other fun things in heaven.

So in the end, the playful Mo Xiaoyou went further and further away, completely deviated from the route to Qilin Temple.

As for going to the Qilin Hall to report, it had long been a cover for him to strike up a conversation, so he didn't think about it.

Faced with Mo Xiaoyou's questioning, Xianpai chose to remain silent.

However, since a certain little milk cat knew that he could speak, he wanted to keep silent, so the degree of difficulty might be a bit high.

"Hey, are you talking? Why are you dumb again?"

Mo Xiaoyou was a little unhappy after not hearing the answer from her fairy card for a long time.

After changing hands, he began to knead his celestial cards with his claws again, and continued to ask enthusiastically: "Speak, talk, say a few more words and listen!"

This action coupled with this language, has the aura that I will keep pinching you if you don't speak.

The celestial cards that were pinched around were speechless, but there was nothing they could do.

He could only continue to reply with a little helplessness in a low and pleasant voice: "...dizziness."

"Ah, I meant to say a few words, why did you just say two words? No, no, you have to keep talking!"

Mo Xiaoyou was still relentless.

Although the little milk cat is still very reasonable most of the time, but once it becomes serious, it is also particularly stubborn.

And Xianpai, who successfully aroused a certain little milk cat's obstinate interest, was really helpless, so he had to think about it, and reminded again: "Now is the time."

Although Xianpai only said a short sentence, Mo Xiaoyou listened very comfortably.

When he is in a good mood, he is also very easy to talk to.

I saw him smiling brightly, reaching out his hand to touch his slightly aloof fairy card like a baby, and said: "How about this, don't use the compass to point the direction, I will go wherever you say, how about it? "

It is said that if Xianpai has any expression at this moment, it must be very entangled.

Obviously it is for the sake of this little milk cat, but the little milk cat still wants to use it as a threat...

But Xianpai finally compromised, saying: "Yes, but I also have a request."

"Speak!"

Mo Xiaoyou's voice was very cheerful.

Xianpai hesitated for a moment, and said: "Open your sea of ​​consciousness to me, and then I will only speak in your sea of ​​consciousness."

Mo Xiaoyou readily agreed without thinking, "No problem!"

After speaking, he bit his index finger and dripped a drop of blood onto the fairy card.

In the blink of an eye, the drop of blood disappeared completely, and the surface of the fairy card was still as white as jade.

But in the face of the little milk cat who was so straightforward that he opened up his knowledge of the sea without asking why, Xianpai was a little bit dumbfounded.

How important is the sea of ​​consciousness. In the mortal world, it is very difficult for immortal cultivators who are married to each other to open up their sea of ​​consciousness to each other, not to mention that I and that little milk cat have only known each other for a day...

How broad is this heart, so that there are no taboos.

After not hearing the voice of her fairy card for a long time, Mo Xiaoyou jumped on the spot, shaking her head and patting her forehead, urging: "Hey, talk, are you connected?"

After a while, Mo Xiaoyou finally rang in his mind.

"Go straight ahead, pass the gazebo and turn left."

It felt weird to have someone talking in my mind, but Mo Xiaoyou shook her head and didn't really care.

Now the reverberating voice of his fairy card is directly wandering in his mind, it seems to be clearer and more pleasant to hear.

After being satisfied, the little milk cat didn't smudge, patted his forehead and said neatly: "Let's go, Qilin Temple, we are here."

Along the way, Mo Xiaoyou had the company of the fairy card in his mind, so he no longer wandered around to tease cats and dogs.

It's just that from time to time, he will deliberately chat with his fairy card.

He even explained his own name three times until Xian Pai said his name.

"Missing one."

"What? Which two words?"

"Lack of lack, one, two, three, one."

"Missing one? How could someone have such a strange name."

"...Because I'm not human."

"..."

Finally, it was Mo Xiaoyou's turn to be choked up and speechless.

However, Mo Xiaoyou, who is extremely broad-minded, was resurrected with full blood in an instant, and then happily decided to call his own fairy card "Xiaoyi".

As for the opinion of the fairy card named Queyi on his nickname, it is completely out of the scope of the little milk cat's consideration.

anyway.

In Chuyangtian, there is a palace and a hall standing from north to south.

One is the Fire Phoenix Palace, and the other is the Qilin Palace.

The Qilin Palace is where all the monsters in the world return to become immortals, and the Fire Phoenix Palace is where all the monsters in the world return to after becoming immortals.

It's a pity that today's court is no longer the same as it was ten thousand years ago.

Thousands of years ago, the Muyang Heavenly Emperor had not yet fallen asleep, and all mortals respected immortals, and all things were proud of attaining Taoism and becoming immortals.

Today, Muyang Tiandi has been sleeping for thousands of years, and Tianjin Shenjun controls the heaven to discriminate against demon cultivators and refuses to accept the public. This not only makes many immortals, beasts and birds in the sky abandon Taoism and become demons, it makes people laugh, but mortal demon cultivators no longer respect cultivators.

Therefore, whether it is the Fire Phoenix Palace or the Qilin Palace, it is normal for the courtyard to be deserted.

In the past, the gate of the Qilin Temple, which was closed after Shenshi, was no longer open after noon.

Therefore, when Mo Xiaoyou strolled to the Qilin Hall, he was rejected as a matter of course.

"Xiao Yi, has the time been applied?"

To outsiders, it seems that Mo Xiaoyou is talking to himself, but in fact he is asking about his own celestial cards.

Although now as long as Mo Xiaoyou moves his mind, the fairy card can know what he is thinking, but Mo Xiaoyou still habitually speaks out his thoughts. His explanation for this is: talking with his head is too quiet, I don’t like.

"Not yet."

Along the way, Mo Xiaoyou often complained that the language of the fairy brand was too concise.

However, apart from being silent and giving necessary answers, Xianpai is still cold and reticent.

Hearing this, Mo Xiaoyou raised her hand, stroked her delicate chin and said with a treacherous expression: "Hey, then we're not late, right?"

For such questions with obvious answers, Xianpai will classify them as questions that do not need to be answered.

Remain firmly silent.

Mo Xiaoyou, who had his own answer in his heart, didn't wait for the fairy card to answer. He rolled up his sleeves and swung his arms, and began to knock on the majestic and majestic gate of the Qilin Palace.

Knock very confidently.

Now that the door is closed, knock on it.

For the little milk cat, there is no reason to be unreasonable, not to mention that he is very reasonable this time.