Mr. Cat

It's golden osmanthus again, whether it's the courtyard of the old house or Guangdu Middle School, there are golden osmanthus trees. It's impossible to imagine that even in far away Europe, there is such a osmanthus tree.Louis stared ahead, his eyes were blank, and his mind was muddled.

"I found you. It's up to you to fulfill the agreement or not. We're just waiting for you." After Theodore finished speaking, he turned his head and arched Zhao Qingjun's arm with his pointed mouth to make her lie down more comfortably.

After Louis cleared his mind, he gradually came back to his senses. His eyes fell on Zhao Qingjun, and he forced himself to suppress his thoughts: "What's wrong with her?"

"I'm sick." Theodore lowered his head and licked the wound that left more than enough. "She was not in good health."

Louis hugged Zhao Qingjun, and the slender girl leaned against his arms, as fragile as a piece of paper, which could be easily destroyed.

"My license plate number is limited today." Louis glanced at the bleeding wound on Theodore's foot, "When Mr. Cat comes over, what's going on with your injury?"

Theodore said nonchalantly: "Feed some blood to the little girl, otherwise a high fever will kill her." He crossed his front paws and looked up at Lu Guangting, "You'd better comfort your side first. This little boy, he looks a little scared."

It was only then that Louis realized Lu Guangting's strangeness. He wiped away the tears from the corners of the young man's eyes, and he was rather dumbfounded: "Why are you crying?"

Lu Guangting's voice trembled a little: "Grandfather, I'm afraid you won't recognize me when I wake up."

Louis was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Why?"

"When I didn't want to write a question before, Shuling told me a story about a monk who cast down demons and eliminated demons, and finally turned into Bodhi. He told me that the temple where this monk lived was built on Guangdu Middle School. It's called Fengqi Temple." Lu Guangting stared at Louis intently, his eyes were as clear as water, "That bodhi tree is still standing at the gate of the school."

"Grandpa, your previous life was that monk, right?"

His eyes were too clear, Louis couldn't bear to be deceived, so he had to softly respond: "It's me."

Lu Guangting showed a crying and smiling expression, took off his backpack, took out the "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic" disguised as a mathematics textbook, and said solemnly: "Grandpa, the book spirit has not appeared for a long time..." He was lonely The expression on the ground is very distressing, "I will give it back to you, so that it may be happy."

"You've grown up." Louie sighed.

……

Louis still sent Zhao Qingjun to the hospital, and called his junior sister Zhao Lan to ask her to take care of her.He only learned from Zhao Lan that Zhao Qingjun's parents had gone on a business trip, leaving Zhao Qingjun to live alone.Lu Guangting was filled with righteous indignation: "It's really irresponsible."

Not long after, Zhao Lan hurried over with snowflakes on her hair.

"Senior Brother, I'm really sorry for your trouble." When Zhao Lan rushed over, Zhao Qingjun was already lying on the hospital bed for infusion, and his face looked much better.Coincidentally, her ward was exactly the one Xie Liusheng lived in.

She pinned the drooping hair behind her ears, and said apologetically, "It's all because we elders didn't pay attention."

Louis: "No need, Zhao Qingjun asked you to take care of it."

Zhao Lan hesitated for a while, and said, "Brother, what's wrong with you? Why did you take such a long vacation?" Feeling a little rash, she quickly added, "It's okay not to say anything."

Louis shook his head: "It's not a serious illness, you don't have to worry about it." It must be said, it may be a heart disease.

Louis sent Lu Guangting back to the ancestral home, and there was snow in the sky, and he watched Lu Guangting enter the carved iron gate.Through the high iron fence, the golden osmanthus in the courtyard has long been covered with snow, and there is a bit of vibrant green in the snow-white everywhere.Louis held the nine-chapter arithmetic in his arms, and stared at the osmanthus tree blankly.

How long was this sweet-scented osmanthus planted?He can’t remember, it’s been there as long as he can remember, it hasn’t changed for a hundred years, winter goes to spring, golden osmanthus blossoms bloom and withers, he plays under this tall osmanthus tree, and he is also under this osmanthus tree Met Lu Wu for the first time.

Theodore said that there was a tall laurel tree in front of his tomb, and he traveled around the world with the laurel branches with him.But where is his tomb?

Louis didn't know that even when he was a suga, he didn't have the opportunity to find the original burial place.

"Mr. Cat." As soon as he got home, Lu Wu swiftly turned into a white tiger, lay lazily on the sofa, and even yawned. It was a huge beast, but it looked harmless.

He flicked his tail and raised his head: "What's wrong?"

Louis picked up the Nine Chapters of Arithmetic on the coffee table, stroked the yellowed pages of the ancient book, "Is the spirit of the book still there? Guangting said it hasn't appeared for several months." When Lu Guangting held the book, it was still brand new As soon as it fell into his hands, he quickly took off his confusing coat, revealing the most primitive appearance.

This book is more than 1000 years old, and Louis held it as if holding it for more than 1000 years.

Lu Wu raised his eyelids and took a look, then replied, "It's gone."

Louis was stunned: "It's really gone?"

"Hmm." Lu Wu stretched out his claws and patted on the cover, white light flashed by, and the ancient book was no different, "I misread it before, it's not a book spirit, but something else, just disguised as a book spirit look."

"Can spirits still pretend?"

"There are all kinds of wonders in the great world. The only difference between spirits and demons is the way of birth. Other places are almost the same." A white light appeared on his body again. After a few breaths, the white tiger on the sofa turned into a handsome silver-haired man. He lowered his eyes Covering the emotion in his eyes, "You will see him again."

"Playing charades with me again." Louis complained, and he gently put the ancient book in the wooden box and put it on the shelf.

After finishing his work, Louis came back to Lu Wu again. He put his head on Lu Wu's neck and said in a low voice, "Mr. Cat, I want to go to Europe to fulfill the agreement between Sima Zhi and the werewolf, and take another look at the plant I planted." the sweet-scented osmanthus tree."

Lu Wu straightened up, hugged Louis in his arms, and pressed his chest against his thin back: "Okay."

The floor in the room was warm and warm, Louis leaned against Lu Wu's arms, drowsy, and soon fell asleep.When Louis woke up, his body was like lead weight, his limbs were so heavy that he couldn't lift them up at all.It took a lot of effort for him to stand up with difficulty, and looked around, like a thick layer of frosted glass, he could only see the outline of everything, but he couldn't see clearly when he looked closely.

"Azhi, are you awake?" The crisp male voice seemed to come from the sky, Louis turned his head to look, and was surprised to find that he could see the appearance of a man.

The man's face was very strange, Louis had never seen it before.He was born very ordinary, with slender eyebrows and eyes, and a modest figure, and he would be lost in the blink of an eye if he was put in a crowd.

"Master." Sima Zhi said hoarsely.

The man called Master lifted up his robe, stepped over the threshold, and strode forward: "I told you not to call me Master, just call me Zaizhuo."

He possessed himself with concern, and removed the gauze on Sima Zhi's belly.

"Master, where is the raccoon slave from before?"

"Hey, you still call me that," Zai Zhuo swiftly changed the gauze, and reapplied Sima Zhi's medicine, "I have old arms and legs, but I can't catch it, I don't know where it went now. "

Zai Zhuo got closer, and Sima Zhicai said slowly, "You gave me your surname, which gave me a new life, and then took me in to sit and forget, just like my biological parents."

"The surname Sima is very strange," Zai Zhuo said with a smile, "I am already a practitioner, and the worldly affairs have nothing to do with me, so I naturally gave up my surname. Giving you a surname is just a random thing, so you don't have to worry about it."

"Speaking of which, why did you appear on Red Lotus Road?"

"I, I was there when I woke up." Sima Zhi was at a loss. He tried to recall, but his mind was empty and he couldn't remember anything. "Then I met you."

Zai Zhuoqi said: "Then you are lucky, you can still walk to the vicinity of Zuowangguan without eating or drinking. Honglian Road is not close to here, and you have to climb several mountains." He wrapped Sima Zhi again Gauze, carefully tied a knot, "Stand up and try, how long have you suffered from the wound on your stomach?"

Sima Zhi looked down belatedly, but the gauze on his stomach had already covered the wound tightly.

Zaizhuo couldn't help laughing: "You don't even look weak, how old are you?"

"Nineteen years old." Sima Zhi replied subconsciously.

"Then you're about to lose your crown," Zai Zhuo laughed. His smile was so hearty that Sima Zhi became happy too. "Can you stand up? I'll show you around, and you've been lying in the room all this time. Moldy."

Zaizhuo is called Sima Zhan in the secular world, and he is a Taoist priest in the meditation of sitting and forgetting.After experiencing the prosperity of the 24th Regime, compared with the previous heyday, the Zao Wang Guan is now much less.There is such a Taoist priest Zaizhuo in the temple, who has to go to the mountain to cut firewood if he wants to heat hot water.

Sima Zhi put on a dark jacket with narrow sleeves, and when he first got off the ground, his legs and feet didn't work, he staggered, staggered every step, almost fell down.Zai Zhuo watched with great interest, stepping up to help him from time to time: "You are like a toddler."

"I can walk." Sima Zhi was unhappy, "It's just that I've been sleeping on the bed for too long, and I'm a little stiff."

"Why is it so big, but you are the only one?" Sima Zhi followed Zai Zhuo step by step, his eyes never resting, he kept looking at the surrounding scenery and palaces.It is very vast here, and all you can see are carved beams and painted buildings, flying eaves and brackets. The magnificent buildings are entrenched on the mountainside. When you walk to the side of the square railing and look out from the railing, you can clearly see the river below the mountain like white practice, roaring and roaring, and surging waves.

"Because of its decline," Sima Zhan said casually, "Twenty-Fourth Ruler was famous back then, but a celestial master ascended to immortality 24 years ago. How could he know the turmoil in the mortal world?"

Sima Zhi half understood: "Oh."

"Do you understand? Just agree with me," Sima Zhan laughed loudly, "As for me, my elder brothers are all chasing fame and fortune. , where are there any gods? If there are really gods, why not cultivate this Taoist temple, so as to attract more believers. "

The cold mountain wind blew up, and the scarf behind Sima Zhan fluttered wantonly in the wind.He leaned against the railing and looked far into the distance, "But living here is also leisurely, at least you don't have to worry about those ups and downs."

"Then do you still want to become a fairy?"

"Becoming an immortal? What's so good about becoming an immortal? Pray for immortality?" Sima Zhan shook his head again and again, "Where is the freedom of being a mortal?"