Cultivation of the cat

Although Yingxian City took advantage of the once-in-ten-year worship of the immortal gates of various sects in Nanhe, it has transformed from a little-known small town into a large city in the mortal world that is one of the best in the vicinity.But the most lively ones are just those few days that happen once every ten years.Most of the time, Yingxian City is just an ordinary city in the mortal world.

At such a late night, at a glance, there are few places in the city that are still lit, and the sudden appearance of night runners naturally caught most of Yuan Zhaoyang and Lin Mianmian's attention.

Using invisibility spells, the two stood close to the inner city wall, watching a person running from the inner city along the main road to the city gate at high speed.Judging by the speed of walking, he must be a monk, not a layman.

The spiritual energy in Yingxian City is thin, except for the visit to the Immortal Gate once every ten years, few monks come here on weekdays.But not entirely.

It's just that on this day, Yuan Zhaoyang and Lin Mianmian had just experienced the incident at the ancestral hall, and when they saw the monk who appeared in Yingxian City, they felt a little more vigilant.

Fortunately, although they are standing against the inner wall, they are still some distance away from the main road leading to the city gate.

The two of them held their breath, waiting for the person to pass by before discussing the next agenda.

But the monk, running all the way, was about to reach the city gate, but he loosened his pace, and his pace became slower and slower, from galloping to fast running, and then to walking normally.

Lin Mianmian couldn't help but hugged the kitten in her arms a little tighter.The kitten was also comforting, stepping on the soft surface a little harder.

The two of them looked at the monk who was walking closer and closer along the main road, and they both had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, when the monk came close to the city gate, he turned a corner and walked towards them.

Yuan Chaoyang had exhausted his aura, so he couldn't use sound transmission to remind Lin Mianmian, so he could only gently wipe the soft surface with his small claws a few times.

Lin Mianmian felt Yuan Zhaoyang's uneasiness. The monk who was getting closer also gave her a bad feeling.Unable to hear Yuan Zhaoyang's explicit instructions, Lin Mianmian could only guess what the kitty meant, so he did as he wished, and took out a set of two linkage teleportation spells from the storage bag, and stuffed one in the kitten. in the arms.

The one in Lin Mianmian's hand was activated by spiritual energy, and the one in Kitten's arms was also activated by linkage, and the two teleported in the direction of the city again.

This time, he directly crossed half of Yingxian City and arrived at the other end of the city. Not far away, two or three streets away was the city wall at the other end.

"Go farther, find a yard where few people pass by, and nest first." Yuan Zhaoyang said quickly.

There were fewer people, and the courtyard was easy to hide. Lin Mianmian quickly shuttled through the empty streets, and when he saw a slightly larger house, he climbed directly in from the back wall.

It was said in the course of the lecture hall that the aura of a monk is equivalent to his footprints.

It was because of this that Yuan Zhaoyang used a spell to completely burn the place where the two sides fought.

At this time, Yuan Zhaoyang's spiritual energy dissipated, and Lin Mianmian used the energy-gathering array to continuously take back the emitted spiritual energy into his body. He was unwilling to use his spiritual energy just because he climbed a wall, so he relied on his hard work to hold the kitten. , climbed to the top of the wall as high as two people.

Lin Mianmian, whose wall-climbing skills were mediocre and relied entirely on hard work, accidentally stepped on a boulder when he landed.

Although Lin Mianmian endured the pain in his ankle and did not cry out, but because he leaned over and his shoulder hit the courtyard wall, there was a muffled crashing sound in the quiet night.

She sprained her foot and bumped her shoulder, but Lin Mianmian clenched her teeth and didn't make a sound.

On the contrary, the kitten who was held on top of Lin Mianmian's head couldn't help but grab Lin Mianmian's hair tightly when Lin Mianmian was lying down, so that it didn't fall off.

As for how it feels to be pulled by a kitten's hair compared to a sprained foot and a bumped shoulder, Lin Mianmian has no way to compare.

Just as Lin Mianmian tried to stand still and hugged the kitten above his head back into his arms, the bushes beside him moved slightly.

Speaking of which, the house that Lin Mianmian was looking for was not small, and the house he climbed into had a large pond in the courtyard, a veranda with a rockery, and all kinds of trees and flowers growing well all around, which was quite imposing.

At night, the whole yard was dark, and there was no light in the front room. The bushes not far away moved abruptly, but it made Yuan Zhaoyang and Lin Mianmian's heart tense all the time. .

But in fact, Lin Mianmian was twice as nervous as Yuan Zhaoyang at this time.

Yuan Zhaoyang exhausted his spiritual power, like an ordinary kitten, only seeing the moving bushes in front of him.There was also Lin Mianmian, who had spiritual power by his side, but heard the sound of footsteps running quickly in the distance.

It wasn't the monk who was running on the main road at the city gate over there before the teleportation.

It's a bit like the voice I heard in the ancestral hall earlier.

At this time, although those voices were getting closer, they were still separated by a courtyard wall compared to just now.

Lin Mianmian held the kitten in her arms, not daring to lean against the courtyard wall, nor did she dare to walk around and make any noise, so she moved her hand carefully, slowly and lightly covering the kitten in her arms, trying to reduce her breathing. voice, but his eyes were fixed on the trembling short grass, not daring to relax.

There is about [-] to [-] square meters of short grass, and the half-person-high grass leaves are tangled with each other. The whole grass has been shaking for a long time, and it is impossible to see what is slowly approaching.

However, at most it is some kind of poultry, and it cannot be hidden by a monk.

Although Lin Mianmian was staring closely, most of his thoughts were focused on the sound of footsteps that were only separated by a wall.

The footsteps stopped abruptly at a wall.

This invisibility spell, according to the course in the lecture hall, can hide the sound of the heartbeat... Lin Mianmian was so nervous that he almost lost his memory.

Just when Lin Mianmian heard the sound of monks jumping up outside, the waves from far to near in the short grass also came to him.

It is said that when the reinforcements that the thin monks and the strong monks wanted to wait for arrived at the ancestral hall, all that was left for them was a piece of scorched earth.

Not to mention the figures of the two monks, under the burning of the two high-level spells, even what happened here, it is impossible to see.

However, one can probably guess that the strong and thin monks probably got mixed up with this piece of scorched earth.

Who did they meet, why did they never make mistakes, but this time they ended up like this.

The monks who came to help had too many questions to ask, too many things to know, but they could only tentatively use the scorched earth as a starting point, divide their troops, and try to chase the suspicious person while the scorched earth was still warm.

The spirit breaking powder seems to be just an ordinary powder, without any obvious color or taste, but the power of rules contained in it cannot be reduced or wiped out in half a day, and it will firmly follow the person who has been tricked.

Maybe they don't even search for those who are recruited, but they always have a way to find them.

It's a pity that that method still needs some twists and turns.

At this time, they can only rely on their feelings, disperse in all directions, see if they can find suspicious traces, and wait for the method to help, and then locate them specifically.

The monks who were looking for the direction of Yingxian City actually didn't care much.

Without him, this year, they almost used Yingxian City as their base. If the person the two monks met really entered the city, it would be easy to catch a turtle in the urn and save trouble.

Unexpectedly, the monk had just returned to the city, but he heard a strange noise not far away.

He recognized the house, which was at the back of Nanfang, and most of them were those who did business in Nanfang.

The monk's hearing was keen, and he could only feel the blunt impact sound, very much like the sound of a courtyard wall being hit.

Whether it was a thief or suspicious, the monk circulated his aura, rushed to it in a few steps, channeled his aura into his feet, jumped lightly, and entered the courtyard.

As soon as the monk landed, he was almost stumped by a strong stench before he had time to check the different places in the courtyard.

Taking a closer look, in the dark night, a fat black ball crouched at the base of the wall, which was the source of the stench.

The monk couldn't help but condensed a ray of light on his fingertips with aura.

I saw a round, fat orange cat standing half upright, with its hind paws standing on the ground and its two front paws pressing against the courtyard wall. The whole cat was lying on the root of the courtyard wall, trying hard...

The monk who came chasing the blunt sound watched an indescribable object, and slowly got out from under the fat orange cat. There seemed to be some dewdrops on the grass blades beside him, but they were definitely not dewdrops. on scroll.

"..." The cultivator covered his nose with one hand, and couldn't help but want to kill the cat-shaped stinky thing.

However, recently they lived in Yingxian City, and the organization requested that they must not disturb the lives of ordinary people here, so as not to attract people's attention.The monk happened to recognize this cat, a fat cat spoiled by its owner, but the cat and the owner were said to have had some involvement with the Five Elements School back then.Even though it was just a cat, it was hard to tell what happened because of a small loss. The incident just happened tonight, and even if the monk couldn't bear it, he had to bear it first.

Under the double attack of cat feces and cat urine, the cultivator hurriedly swept the courtyard, only thought that the fat cat made the strange noise just now, snorted angrily, quickly crossed the high wall, and left.

The fat orange cat didn't seem to know at all that it was concentrating on killing so much, and it really walked around the knife edge.He just pressed himself against the courtyard wall and pulled Papa hard.

Maybe it's because the meat I ate these past few days was too solid, and after a long time of pulling, there were only two small pieces.

Ju Pang looked down and was not very satisfied, but it would be a bit embarrassing for it to continue tonight.

Forget it, change some less.

The orange cat dropped its trembling front legs, which had been pressed against the wall for a long time, and ran crookedly but very neatly to the feet of Lin Mianmian, who was invisible at the side.

"Meow~" the fat orange cat yelled softly, then tilted its head and opened its mouth wide.[-] Reading Network