Vol 5 Chapter 77: 2 gifts

White party, or no white party, this is Schrödinger's question.
It’s true that white lying is true. From three in the afternoon to six in the afternoon, Zheng Qing changed four or five positions on the throne, from the majestic leopard lying to the lazy dog ​​lying, and then giving up treatment. Sideways revealing half of his belly, finally rolled into a ball. The posture changed one after another, but in the end did not wait for the mysterious sender.
　　 But it seems that there is no white party. Because in this new semester's first visit, the cat group paid a new tribute to him, the Elvis, according to their inherent habits.
　　 There are not many tributes, but they are varied and their value varies greatly.
For example, the puppet cat found him an emerald from nowhere. Although it was only the size of a fingernail, it was very valuable. The black cat looked at it with bright eyes—the reason why it said'again' is because Zheng Qing vaguely remembered that the opal was also paid by the puppet cat last time. This made him deeply suspect that the owner of the puppet cat was a rich man from Alpha Academy.
　　 Another example is the forest cat with a scar on his face. The offering to Zheng Qing is a bitten and ruin. This is a snakehead fish with six legs and horse-eared eyes. It is said that this fish can improve eyesight and ward off evil spirits. Of course, these effects are just like the fact that students need to throw soot from their left shoulder when entering the Baicao Garden. It is just an old saying that there is no professional wizarding paper to support it.
　　 With reference to the many scars on the forest cat’s face, Zheng Qing has reason to suspect that this Ran Yi is the forest cat’s trophies from the recent outbreak of the Kuroshio in Beta Town.
　　 Although Zheng Qing didn't plan to eat this Ran Yi, he still accepted it happily. This kind of hunting can be completely digested internally, for example, he can give this fish to Xin Fatty to make medicine, or give it to Lin Guo as an alchemy material. No matter how bad it is, it can also be linked to d≈ap;k, sold as prey, and can make a little money.
　　 If the above two tributes are of some value, the gifts offered by other cats are a bit of a cat-like meaning.
For example, there is a chubby British short, which brought Zheng Qing a small roll of fresh catnip; and a short-tailed cat, which brought Zheng Qing a fat mouse-it should remember Zheng Qing a few months ago. Qing released the task, thinking that his tribute was great, and looking around when paying tribute, triumphantly.
The tribute of 　　 cats is quick and methodical. Starting from the high-ranking cats, one by one, they arrive in a small area under the black cat’s throne, leaving their gifts, and bowing down.
　　 Among the entire cat group, the only one that has not yet made offerings to Zheng Qing is the little white cat lying beside him.
　　 For some reason, after seeing the little white cat again, Zheng Qing felt that his temper was a lot worse. He kicked him from the center of the throne to the edge with one kick, and grinned at him from time to time, making threatening calls in his throat.
　　 Fortunately, our black cat is a generous black cat. It is a black cat that has broken away from the low-level taste. It will not be furious because of a little white cat's slight impoliteness.
　　 Of course, there is a limit to any tolerance, and principled things-such as paying tribute-cannot be sloppy.
　　 "咚咚!"
　　 The black cat popped a paw and knocked the white cat on the trunk under his body.
　　 Right below him is a small pile of tributes of all kinds, and on the right is a bad-tempered little white cat lying between the branches. At this moment, the other members of the catguo tree have already paid their gifts and hung them back to the top of the branch. Only the little white cat has not yet offered Zheng Qing a tribute.
　　 This makes the black cat a little unhappy.
　　 "咚咚!"
Looking at the little white cat's suggestion to him, Zheng Qing was patient, knocked on the trunk again, and hooked his tail. The tip of the tail pointed to the small pile of gifts under him, indicating that the little white cat was clever— He has decided that as long as the little white cat pays him tribute, he will pinch his nose to accept even a leaf.
　　 Jiang Xiaomao took a deep breath.
　　 The fragrance of catnip faintly remained in the air, which aroused her emotions a little. The smell came from a tribute to the black cat from a British cat, who was lying peacefully in a small open space under the cat fruit tree.
　　 Ever since the black cat appeared under the cat fruit tree and looked around with her head, her heart has become messy. Reason told her that while the black cat did not find her identity, it was the right way to stay away early.
　　 But her instinct made her just want to clean up the black cats, such as those subconscious cat kicks.
When the black cat motioned to her to pay the tribute, Jiang Mao was seriously thinking about the possibility of the paper crane he had sent out before revealing his identity-the letter was written by a simple alchemy doll and was sent through that doll. Yes, the doll has been destroyed, so her identity will naturally not be revealed; as for the paw print at the end of the letterhead, she just grabbed a mouse and pressed it on.
　　 As for the mouse, it is already lying in the belly of the forest cat.
　　 The black cat’s ‘boom boom’ interrupted Jiang Mao’s thoughts and made her a little unhappy.
　　 She tilted her head and looked at the point where the black cat's tail pointed. She yawned disdainfully, stretched her waist, and staggered to her feet-this cat has complicated affairs and is not waiting!
　　 The black cat raised his head vigilantly, worried that the little white cat would kick him again.
　　 The little white cat ignored his vigilance, but jumped, dexterously from the throne of the cat fruit tree. Then she got in front of Zheng Qing’s pile of tributes and sniffed. In the black cat’s gradually widening eyes, she picked up the little emerald gem and ran away in a hurry~EbookFREE.me~ ran, ran away Up? !
　　 The black cat stood up in shock and was in a daze in the cold wind.
　　 Isn't it a tribute to itself? Why did it pick a tribute and ran away? Is there any king? Is there any law? !
　　 The other big and small cats on the cat fruit tree are indifferent to the little white cat's behavior of taking away emeralds. Anyway, the tribute has been handed in, and other things have nothing to do with them.
　　 The cold wind passed over the treetops, and the hairballs dangled around the branches, just like the messy mood of a black cat at this moment.
　　 This bad mood was only slightly relieved when I accompanied Irina to the February 14th dance party held by Jiuyou Academy in the evening.
　　 "What is this?" Irina wore a long skirt with fringed skirts, and her long burgundy hair was rarely tied behind her head, revealing her white neck and shoulders, which made people dazzling. She took the box wrapped in colored paper by Zheng Qing, pulled open the ribbon on it, and took out the thick talisman, with a hint of surprise on her face, "Wow! It turned out to be a full set of basic runes... The entire Jiuyou Academy, no, Among the students of the entire No.1 University, it is estimated that only you can give such a gift!"
　　 said, the witch tilted her head and gave the boy a surprise kiss.
　　 After the kiss, she stuffed the talisman into her small bag and glanced at the wizard with a smile, "I thought you would give me another gem...Compared to those little stones, I think this gift is more convincing."
　　 Speaking of gems, Zheng Qing's mood just floating suddenly fell and fell into the mud again.
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