Chapter 683: Troubles that cannot be escaped even if you become a cat
When the white cat came to the cat fruit tree, the black cat was squinting his eyes and listening to the symphony under the night.
The evening breeze blows through the treetops and passes through the neatly trimmed bushes under the trees, making rustling sounds, forming the background of the symphony.
There are frogs croaking from the shore of Linzhong Lake in the distance. They have just passed the long winter and climbed out of the mud hole, but their voices are filled with a new kind of ecstasy. There are grass nests and bugs under bushes nearby. To be honest, the black cat can't tell the difference between the weaving girl, golden bells or grass katy, and tree crickets. It's just that in that noisy and tangled mixed, a touch of comfortable harmony is unexpectedly flowing.
There are also birds moving in the moonlight.
The gurgling lake water sways quietly.
Occasionally floating vocals.
Even the stars shining in the sky, the bright moonlight above the head, the wet and hazy mist - these scenes that cannot make sound also seemed to have opened their mouths, surrounding the black cat, making the tip of its comfortable tail rolled up.
Dozens of cats of all sizes hang on the branches, swaying in the wind, and the meowing sounds one after another, without the silence of the past. The black cat does not think it is offended. Perhaps it also knows that it is late winter and early spring, and it is the season when cats gradually begin to get restless in the annual season.
Several new female cats stopped on the thin branches not far from the black cat, curled up, opened their innocent big eyes, and looked at the black cat with a light voice, meowing.
The black cat is unmoved.
Only when the slender whiskers on the feet of Polygonum multiflorum are about to slip out of the throne, will it raise its eyelids and turn it back a little with its claws.
This Polygonum multiflorum is a gift that the black cat will give to the little white cat tonight.
It was not bought or tribute from cats, but it caught it accidentally on the way to the cat fruit tree tonight. At that time, the ethics Polygonum multiflorum was squatting in a shallow puddle and secretly washing its dense whiskers. When the black cat's claws were pressed on its head, it was stunned for a second, and then began to pretend to be dead.
So the black cat easily packed it and brought it to the cat fruit tree.
To be honest, although this kind of herb that can be used to form a genital herb is not often seen in the school, it is not necessarily very rare. Especially when Polygonum multiflorum deforms slowly, its appearance is quite vague before it is actually formed, and it is difficult for you to tell the difference between its nose and eyes, and it is not loved by witches.
In comparison, the screaming Mandela grass, which looks like a dwarf, has become synonymous with handsomeness.
The reason why the black cat happily caught it on the cat fruit tree is because there is a four-leaf clover on the top of the Polygonum multiflorum. For the wizards, the four-leaf clover is a symbol of luck.
It is really gratifying to be able to meet the elves in this symbiotic state.
When the black cat turned back the Polygonum multiflorum who was trying to escape for the seventh time, its squinting eyes suddenly widened, shook its tail and stood up, leaned over and looked down.
The chorus of the group of cats came to an abrupt end.
The night wind, moonlight, and the ubiquitous cries of insects and birds also calmed down.
The surroundings suddenly became quiet.
Under the gaze of the black cat, a little white cat with a small schoolbag walked through the bushes and low grass, and calmly came to the cat fruit tree. He did not climb the tree, but just looked up at the black cat.
The black cat took up the Polygonum multiflorum with one claw, rolled down his throne quickly, and leaned against the little white cat. It was not until this time that the birds and insects and meows around him rang again.
As the Lantern Festival approaches, the moonlight is good and bright tonight, making the whole night feel clear and transparent. And the little white cat in this environment seems to be covered with a thin layer of white veil, and the tip of each hair is flashing with a crystal luster, which makes the black cat feel the urge to lick it.
The white cat stopped the restless black cat with his eyes, stretched his claws, took the Polygonum multiflorum, looked at the four-leaf clover above its head, nodded with satisfaction, turned around and stuffed it into its small schoolbag.
Then in the dark cat's dull eyes, she pulled out two books from her small schoolbag on her back. One was "Monster Anatomy" by Ji Hong of Zhongmura and the other was "Hunting Team Commander".
She first pushed the book "Monster Anatomy" in front of the Black Cat, opened the bookmark that was clipped into it, pointed to one of the chapters called "Francine Woman" and another "The Elf's Genealogy", signaled the Black Cat to read it, and then transferred the book "Hunting Team Command" to herself, opened it, and lying under the moonlight to read the book.
The black cat blinked.
This seems different from the date he imagined?
He remembered the little white cat's class schedule very clearly. The hunting team's command was her first class tomorrow morning.
As for this book "Monster Anatomy", the black cat read it and became more clear. It should be the book related to the abnormal evolution of the elf that the little white cat found for him.
Although.
This is really a trouble that even a cat cannot get rid of.
Perhaps his patience was a little lowered after becoming a cat. After just looking through a few pages, the black cat became a little restless, so he hooked his tail and carefully suggested: "Do you want to go to the tree to see it? The moonlight over there is brighter."
The white cat looked at him with a blame.
The meaning revealed in his eyes is very clear - the wind is strong on the trees, and the meows are all around him. In addition, the area of his "throne" is limited, so where can we need more space for the cat to read with peace of mind?
"I can't see it for too long," the black cat took out a ruby ring from under his neck and signaled: "Ji, this is the secret club you told you... There will be a gathering later."
The white cat didn't raise his head, shook his ears, and signaled him to take pleasure, but she was still focused on the textbook in front of her.
"Has Li Meng already gone to bed?" After only a few minutes, the black cat started to feel helpless again and said nothing: "...You can actually call her to study together for evening self-study... This place is so quiet."
This time, the white cat even paid attention to him.
Then, the black cat felt its tail a little itchy. Turning back, the newly arrived female cats hanging near him bravely chased them from the tree to the bottom of the tree. At this time, they were carefully fiddling with his tail, looking as if they wanted to pick up a conversation but were embarrassed?
The black cat really doesn't understand. Cats who have already started playing with other people's tails will even feel embarrassed.
Before he could figure out what to do.
A white light flashed through the corner of his eyes.
The next second, the little white cat, who was originally dedicated to reading, appeared behind the black cat, staring at the new little female cats with majestic eyes, without saying a word.
The concert of the group of cats on the cat fruit tree came to an abrupt end again.
This time, even the black cat was so scared that he held his breath.
However, those little female cats were not scared much, but seemed to have realized that the black cat with a shiny fur in front of them had a master. They whispered to each other in disappointment and left in depression.