Dressed as a cat that is a super fierce master

Shen Ye saluted and then left the hall.

Seeing that the man had left, Elder Changhang stepped forward quickly, glanced at the little black panther, and deliberately lowered his voice and asked, "Azhu, tell me seriously, are people from Qin Mu really in Wanjing Mountain?"

Luo Zhu raised his eyelids and glanced at him: "Elder Changhang, do you believe it?"

"Why do you want me to believe you?" Elder Changzheng said, "Although he is your apprentice, you never cared about him. It's better that I know him better. With his character, he will never go to that dangerous place." The place--"

"Since Elder Changhang knows him so well, why not analyze and analyze, why did he steal the sword manual?"

Elder Changhang suddenly choked.

Luo Zhu lowered his gaze, and glanced down coldly, like a sharp knife cutting the opponent's false face, and spoke without any affection: "Who can he know? So, do you need to steal this thing for someone? Or... ...was instigated by someone?"

Elder Changhang's face froze.

"Elder Changhang, check it out slowly." Luo Zhu stood up holding the little black panther and left without looking back.

Qin Mu clutched Luo Zhu's clothes tightly, feeling completely confused.

Why on earth has Luo Zhu been hiding the news of his death?

Also, why should they be led to Wanjing Mountain?

Qin Mu was thinking about this when he suddenly heard Luo Zhu say: "Tomorrow, I will also go to Wanjing Mountain."

He raised his head sharply.

Luo Zhu snorted softly: "You haven't finished your homework yet. If you want to go with the deity, you have to memorize the textbook before tomorrow."

Qin Mu: "..."

So what, can he ask not to go?

As if hearing his heart again, Luo Zhu chuckled softly: "You must go."

Qin Mu: "..."

In the past few days, he only learned a little superficially every day, and Luo Zhu didn't teach him, but just threw him into the illusion when the time came. Qin Mu was picking up those gold-plated characters every day.

He had guessed what effect these gold-plated characters would have, but after so many days, he didn't feel anything except that he made the Feng Jue a little easier.

Even if picking up gold-plated characters is homework, he has only picked up half of the book, and there are still half of the words in the book that he hasn't picked up...

Qin Mu felt that the meow was dark for a moment.

In the next second, he was thrown into the illusion again.

Luo Zhu glanced at him and said: "Before the deity comes, you pick up these words."

Qin Mu didn't dare to delay, so he quickly got up and practiced the formula.

The wind moves with the heart, and the pages of the book lying on the grass are blown, making a rustling sound, and the grass leaves are rolling, urging the gilt characters to leave the ground slowly.

He carefully manipulated the direction and strength of the wind, making the words unhurried, unbiased, and moved to the appropriate position as he thought in his heart.

In the past few days, he tried many times.

At first, he could only control one word at a time, and other words would fly everywhere, and then gradually increased.

Now he can control fifteen words at a time.

It's just a book with a lot of words, and he can't finish it until the day after tomorrow.

Qin Mu first transported the first batch of characters back to the character pit on the book page, and each found the most suitable position.

In the second exercise, I tried to use more words.

Because there were too many words, Qin Mu Yunjue's claws began to shake, and even the words were rolling in the air.

Seeing that the words were about to deviate from the track, his heart tightened, and he subconsciously chased after them, trying to catch them with his claws.

With his two claws upright, he didn't take a few steps, when he heard a bird call suddenly, Qin Mu rushed forward, hugged the words, didn't pay attention, fell directly to the ground, and bumped his face into the book.

"Hmm." Qin Mu was knocked dizzy.

He let out a muffled sound, moved his paws slowly aside, propped himself up on the ground, and as soon as he raised his head, he saw a white bird lightly passing in front of him, turning around in mid-air, and then slowly stopped on the ground. above the page.

The feathers on the bird's head are dark blue, extending to the neck, covered with snow-white hair below the neck, and the central tail feathers are like ribbons swinging in the air, floating like a fairy, slowly retracting as he descends. behind.

"Chirp." The bird raised its chin.

Qin Mu blinked, and glanced away from the opponent's white hair, and found that the edges of the bird's wings were actually golden.

"Little brat." The little bird suddenly uttered a clear, juvenile voice, like spring water hitting a round stone surface, very pleasant to the ear.

Qin Mu's eyes widened: "Aww?" You can speak human?

The little bird turned around to look around, flapped its wings and patted his nose: "There is no one here! What I speak is not human!"

"Is that bird talk?"

Qin Mu was confused, but was slapped heavily on the nose by the other side: "Presumptuous!"

"Hmm." Qin Muteng jumped up, his body instinct told him to be wary of this little fat bird, frowning and staring at him, "Why did you hit me?"

"I should hit you, you stupid cat." The bird complained, "This is animal language, you stupid cat! You can't do this! You're so stupid!"

Qin Mu: "..."

Qin Mu was startled: "You can speak animal language?"

I don't know if it was his illusion, but after he finished asking this sentence, he seemed to see the little bird roll his eyes.

"This is not animal language, so what is it?"

Qin Mu came to his senses, rubbed his nose in embarrassment, and said with a false smile: "That's what you said, ah wait..."

He suddenly stood up straight in a jerk: "I can understand you?"

Xiaoniao glanced at him like a fool: "Why not?"

Qin Mu was very happy: "Then can I also speak animal language?"

Xiaoniao: "Listening to you, my lord, is like listening to a three-year-old child. It takes a lot of effort."

Qin Mu was overwhelmed by this joy, and was very happy to hear Fei Jiu's comment: "That at least means I can talk, right?"

"Then... that counts."

Fat Jiu reluctantly nodded.

"But how did I know it?" Qin Mu couldn't help being curious while being happy, "I haven't learned it before. How do you speak animal language? I feel that it's almost the same as usual?"

The little bird looked at him deeply: "You are so stupid, you must have been guided by an expert. Animal language is not just a language, it is not all about learning, but also about understanding. It is a pool of water, soaking into you inside! Your speech is so vague, you haven’t finished learning yet, right?”

Qin Mu seemed to understand, and nodded in a daze: "My master asked me to study here, but I still haven't picked up half of the words... Wait, put these words in the book, will I be enlightened?"

"Not only that, but now that your brain is so stupid, you can comprehend it like this for now." The bird narrowed its eyes, and the slender tail feathers behind it swayed in the sunlight again.

Qin Mu: "..."

He felt as if he had been scolded.

"What did you use to pick up the characters?" The bird asked him.

Qin Mu said: "Using Fengjue, I only know this. I can only use the wind to blow up the characters, and then control the wind to send the characters to the character pit in the book."

After he finished speaking, he asked Fei Jiu again: "Did you come here specially to teach me? Is it because you were disturbed by me? I didn't meet you here a few days ago."

The little bird choked, and tweeted twice: "Of course, I am a longevity bird. I am used to judging the wind direction every day. I have noticed something strange in the wind direction in the past few days. I came to check today and found out that it was you, a stupid cat. thing."

He spread his wings and found that he couldn't touch Qin Mu's nose, so he flew up in a flutter, landed on Qin Mu's head, and kicked it with his feet.

"How many books do you have left?"

Those thin feet had no strength at all, but they were more sensitive. Qin Mu instinctively wanted to hold the bird with his head in his palm, but he felt that the bird was unexpectedly close. He had an intuition that the bird came to help him.

So Qin Mu replied without thinking: "There are still fifteen books, all of which are here, but my master will take me to Wanjing Mountain tomorrow, so I just read one book today."

"Your master?" Xiaoniao narrowed his eyes and asked him, "What kind of person is your master?"

Qin Mu was stunned for a moment.

What kind of person is Luo Zhu...?

The author says:

The little bird is a white birthday bird——

Very nice!

There are no pictures in the book, you can search for it yourself!

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