Chapter 19:

"Are you three hundred years old like this?" Yuan Xianger squatted down in front of the kitten, putting her hands on her knees, tilting her head to look at him.
Obviously, the breast hair hasn't been cleaned yet. Such a small one is actually three hundred years old. The world of fairies is really magical.
The little milk cat meowed at her twice in protest.
It's milky and cute.
"What's your name? Why did you come here to play again, be careful not to be caught by the trap again." Yuan Xianger asked him.
"My name is Wu Yuan, it was just an accident last time."
Yuan Xiang'er chuckled in her heart, Wu Yuan, is such a round name definitely not a nickname?
"I heard, you are looking for an apostle. If you want to...cough...I can barely be your apostle." The kitten straightened his chest, indicating that he was mature enough to be able to do a great job.
Yuan Xiang'er wanted the apostle for a long time, but it was unsuccessful. This would suddenly drop a piece of pie from the sky and hit it directly on her head, which made her a little bit incredulous.
Although the other party was just a little cat who couldn't break free from the trap of a hunter, he was the first little fairy willing to be his apostle after all, which unavoidably surprised Yuan Xianger.
"You? You mean, would you like to be my apostle?"
She stretched out her palm to the kitten, Wu Yuan hesitated, stretched out her little foot and stepped on her palm.
Yuan Xiang'er held the kitten in front of her eyes, parallel to her vision.
"Wu Yuan, are you sure you know what an apostle means?"
"I know, my father said that when some demons are bored, they play small games with humans for decades."
"..."
Is it just a small game for decades?
Yuan Xianger walked home with the kitten.
"Father said that humans are vicious, cunning, and terrifying, and he has not allowed me to play in the world. In fact, I think it is okay. Humans are not so terrible if they see too much." This little cat slipped out of the house. Never leave his father.
"Does your father know that you have slipped out again? He agreed with you to come to the world?"
"Of course my father doesn't know. He is sleeping, otherwise I won't be able to escape."
Yuan Xianger began to worry that if he had contracted the apostle, an angry father might pounce in the family at any time. She still deeply remembered the big demon who didn't say a word seven years ago, but rushed out to swallow herself into her stomach.
"But it's okay. My father doesn't usually sleep, and he has to sleep a little bit. When he wakes up, I will play back. I won't be discovered."
Wu Yuan hurriedly dispelled her concerns. He likes to come to the world to play, but he is a little scared, and wants to settle down by someone he can trust.
"Haha, that's it, you'd better come home with me and see."
One person and one cat returned home while talking.
Niang Yun happened to come back and was standing outside the courtyard gate, looking down at the door.
"Xiang'er, Xiang'er, come and see what this is?"
There was a leaf on the ground in front of the yard, a pair of black hairy claws and a small mess of various mushrooms on the leaf.
"This is? It's a bear's paw." Niang Yun covered her mouth in surprise, "It's a precious thing, but whoever sent it this way, she didn't say a word."
Bear's paw is still and very fresh, but not every mushroom can be eaten. Yuan Xiang'er went around for a while, but found no special traces.
"It smells like a wolf." Wu Yuan jumped on her shoulder and whispered in her ear.
Yuan Xianger pushed aside the bush and found a paw print stained with blood. She raised her head and looked in the direction where the paw prints were facing. There were only towering green hills, a small path, and clouds and mist around the mountainside. She did not see the familiar white figure in her heart.
"Where's the kitten? Xianger, you found another kitten back." Yunniang and Yuan Xianger walked into the yard side by side, teasing the black circle on her shoulders as they walked, "Kitten, do you want to drink milk?" I will give you fresh milk later."
Wu Yuan meowed a few times, expressing her love.
"His name is Wu Yuan." Yuan Xianger reached out and touched the kitten's back.
"It's such a cute little thing." Yun Niang also reached out and touched it. The kitten is still well-behaved and not very afraid of being born. "Boil small fish and dry stuffed tofu for you at noon to celebrate Wuyuan's coming to our house."
After lunch, the lynx cat with a chubby belly touched his stomach and slumped on the kang table in Yuan Xianger’s room.
"Human food is so delicious, and human beings are very kind, not as cruel and cruel as my father said."
Yuan Xiang'er teased him with a dog's tail, and it was a lot of fun to watch him throw out Xiaomao's paws around.
"How many humans have you seen? You think humans are very kind?"
"I have seen you, you put me out of the tongs, so I am a good person. The lady just now, who can cook delicious dried fish, must be a good person. A little fat man hit me with a stone on the road before and was killed by me. I scratched my face and ran away crying. So human beings are either good people or crying bags. There is nothing to be afraid of."
Wu Yuan was busy throwing the grass, accidentally telling the truth.
Yuan Xianger laughed. It turned out that this little cat came out of the mountain and had come into contact with himself and Yunniang two or three humans. No wonder he is not so afraid of people now.
"What is this?" Wu Yuan rushed from the Kang to the desk next to the Kang's head, where a soft cushion was placed, "It looks soft, am I sleeping here?"
"Sorry, this is someone else's, I can't sleep for you." Yuan Xianger picked up the cushion and touched it lightly in her hand, "I will make you a new one."
"Okay." Wu Yuanshen glanced at the cushion where the other fairy had slept with a bit of disgust, "It's softer than this, and I need a stand for grinding claws."
"Okay. Build a cat villa for you, with sisal columns, cat climbing frames, swings, plus four or five cat holes, separate latrines, and a soft and comfortable bed." Yuan Xianger promised to build a cat litter. She is very good, "As long as you are willing to be my apostle, please feel free to ask if you have any requirements."
Yuan Xianger felt like a strange aunt who abducted children.
But nowadays, in ancient times, the land price was cheap, and she lived in a natural place with a courtyard, and she had plenty of money to meet the needs of a little fairy. She felt that there was no problem. After all, they are willing to sign a labor contract that lasts for decades.
"I can also make all kinds of toys for you to ensure that you have a good meal and take you out often. What do you think?"
She added a bunch of benefits, and the kitten jumped off the desk, and her round eyes were light.
After noon, the sky was densely covered with Dan clouds, and the new wind gradually rose, and snow fluttered down.
Yuan Xiang'er ran into the yard, drove the chicks and hens into the henhouse, and hurriedly took out the freshly dried straw from the wood house, and warmed the henhouse and goose shed in the yard.
Under the plane tree, there is a newly built wooden cabin with tall feet, which obviously looks empty, but there is a small cooing sound inside.
Yuan Xiang'er ran over, braving the snow, and placed a thick blanket at the door of the cottage.
After a while, I saw a pair of small hands sticking out of the door, and the cyan sleeves flashed past, holding the blanket in.
"Come here, I'm sorry, I made you wait a long time." Yuan Xianger ran back to the eaves, patted the falling snow off her shoulders, and apologized to the little cat who was squatting under the eaves and watching the snow.
On the open wooden floor, a small circular array has been drawn. The array is lit with a beacon according to the direction of the gossip. In the four directions of dry, shock, ridge, and gen, the Zhen Yaotong drawn by Yuan Xianger is pressed. Ling, conjuration spells and other talisman, Kun, Xun, Li, and Dui are sealed with red bags under the four directions, which contain a little black circle hair, nails and other things.
"You really think it over, are you willing to be my apostle?" Yuan Xiang'er rubbed her hands and let out a sigh of relief. She was a little nervous when signing the monster contract for the first time.
After the successful conclusion of the bond, she and the apostle can communicate with each other, no matter how far away, as long as she summons, the apostle can feel it. No matter who is in danger, the other side can know each other, and it is very convenient to cooperate. So she has been looking forward to having an apostle of her own. But after all, she has never actually operated it, nor has she watched the process of other people's bonding, and she has no idea about this magical spell that is limited to books. Especially the object of the bond is such a weak young lynx.
Wuyuan sits on his hind limbs with his forelegs close together, sitting upright, raising his chin, revealing a small piece of fine hair under his neck. It seems that I tried to show a kind of steady appearance, but because the body is too petite, it looks cute and cute.
"In the process of casting the spell, even if you feel a little uncomfortable, you have to endure it, and you can't move or produce a rebellious mind. If you resist, one carelessness will cause you to be seriously injured and it will be bitten back to me. You must pay attention." Yuan Xianger confessed again and again, "If you regret it, after a period of time after the conclusion of the contract, we can still unlock the contract. It is easy to say everything, as long as you are not impulsive."
Wu Yuan nodded again and again, "Don't worry, I remember it. My father said I was a particularly obedient child."
Particularly obedient, can you sneak into the world to play again and again? Yuan Xianger felt even more worried when he heard the sentence behind him. Checked the formation again, and confirmed that all the emergency measures he had made were placed at his side. The gate of the yard was also locked, and the teacher told me not to approach it for the time being. There is a barrier around the eaves, and ordinary people can't rely on it...
Yuan Xianger took a deep breath, knotted a finger in each hand, held his breath, lowered his eyebrows, and began to recite the mantra.
The white snow fluttered in the courtyard, the auspiciousness descended, and the magic circle on the eaves flowed and the lights burned.
The sound of Lang Lang's chanting circulated upward, and a vortex of spiritual power loomed in the silver-clad world of universe.
...
In the depths of Tianlang Mountain, a towering ancient tree that has survived for thousands of years, with a thick trunk with interlacing knots straight into the sky, with a hidden tree hole in the middle of the trunk.
At the entrance of the cave, a silver-haired Sirius held a brown bear that had been dead for a long time and dragged his huge body into the cave.
This is a monster beast that has cultivated for many years, with strong spiritual power and fierceness, fighting with him almost exhausted all of Nan He's strength. Of course his demon pill can also bring a lot of spiritual power to Nan He.
I don't know why, Nan He is always faintly anxious, wanting to strengthen himself faster, and eager to get through this long period of separation.
Throw the corpse of the brown bear demon from the entrance of the cave, and carefully clean up the traces and smells along the way. After doing all this, Nan He lay at the entrance of the cave, too tired to move.
Snow fell outside the cave entrance.
It's really cold here, it's still very quiet, there will be no hot food, and no noisy chickens.
Nan He raised his head and looked at the falling snowflakes from the sky. He licked his injured wound. The wound was very painful, but no one cared anymore.
Those snowflakes fell on the leaves and made a small sound. As if I walked that night, I heard the rain outside the house on the warm cushion.
That person didn't know what he was doing, whether he had found the apostle she liked and gave the soft cushion by the bed to someone else.
The author has something to say: Beiming has "more", whose name is Kun, Kun is so big that it can't be stewed in a pot. Transformed into a bird, its name is Peng. Peng's big needs two barbecue grills... Peng's migrating to Nan Mingya, he will support the "swing" up to 90,000 miles.
The gentleman looked at Yuan Xiang'er and slowly introduced his family: "My last name is Yu, my name is Yao. The word is natural, and the nickname is Kunpeng."
Yu Yao, fish monster, fish nature, fish happy, fish Kunpeng. A pot was brought home by the teacher.