Vol 4 Chapter 72: Tribute to the forest cat

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Maybe it was attracted by the smell of fried chicken, maybe it was because I discovered that only a few young wizards appeared in the woods. The cats that escaped not long ago came back in twos and threes, slowly and shamelessly-from the bushes, the tree canopy In the middle, between the crevices of the rocks, in the tree hole, etc., in all the corners that Zheng Qing could or could not imagine, a few large and small cats could be seen, which was eye-opening and sighing.
"I never knew there were so many hiding places around here!" The black cat propped its tail, propped up its body, stood up, and turned its head around, looking at the subordinates who were licking each other's fur and snoring. , Sighed with emotion: "A real chicken has learned a lot!"
"It should be'I've learned a lot today'!" Fatty Xin immediately grasped the omissions in the words of the public-funded students, and held out his hand grandiosely, as if he wanted to stroke the black cat's head: "You said you got a Merlin Medal. The scholar, how can public-funded students of Jiuyou College say dirty words in front of minors?"
The black cat twitched his ears, squinted his eyes, and swept the fat man's chubby hand threateningly, grinning, revealing his fangs.
The fat man put his hand back in a snap, and put it back into the fried chicken bucket, as if his plan just now was Zheng Qing's illusion.
"Meow." A small voice sounded at Fatty's feet.
Zheng Qing lowered his head, the little puppet cat had eaten up the half of the fried chicken on the ground, and was sitting next to the fat man, staring at the fried chicken bucket in his arms, and flicking his tail from time to time. Eyes.
The puppet cats, nicknamed "Puppy Cats", have a quiet nature, but they are clingy by nature and are very good at pleasing wizards. Coupled with their big round eyes and generous back hair, people can't help but feel happy to see them. , It is difficult to refuse some of their willful requests.
For example, Fatty Xin, after listening to the puppet cat at his feet, his heart melted.
"Why are you the king of cats!" The fat man squatted distressedly on the ground, while busy taking out the fattest pieces of meat from his fried chicken bucket and stuffing them into the kitten's mouth, while reprimanding the black cat angrily : "Such a beautiful cat, how can you bear to starve him? It's too shameful!"
The black cat squatted down again, tilted his head, and looked at the fat man in surprise, wondering where his sudden flood of sympathy began.
The little puppet cat wrinkled its pink nose, sniffed the chicken nugget in Fatty's hand, immediately opened its mouth and bit the biggest piece.
The smile on Fatty Xin's face hadn't finished blooming before it was frozen there again.
Because after the little puppet cat bit the piece of meat, it did not eat it immediately. Instead, it held the piece of meat in front of the black cat on the runway of Baba, then raised its head and stood upright, rubbing its two front paws to deliver the fried chicken. In front of the black cat. From time to time, he shook its big fluffy tail, looking flattering.
"Cough cough..." Zhang Jixin's violent cough and suppressed laughter came next to him.
And Fatty Xin, who was sitting not far away, changed his face from white to red, then from red to gray, grayed out, without any vitality, and finally entered a petrified state that looked like a lost concubine and lost his color.
The black cat was also very surprised by the behavior of the puppet cat-of course he would not deliberately instruct the cat to do something in order to be angry with the fat man. In fact, he does not have the ability to do to the cats if he does not understand cat language. Give very detailed instructions.
This is purely Little Ragdoll’s own thoughts.
Of course, in a sense, this kind of thinking is even more hurtful.
Looking at the piece of fried chicken in front of him, the black cat hesitated, then stretched out its paws, popped out the sharp armor, and with a light stroke, cut a small piece of clean pork from the soft chicken and stuffed it back into its mouth. Inside, chewed and nodded in satisfaction.
Although the fat man is not very good, he does have his own uniqueness in choosing food.
Then he stretched out his paw again, patted the puppet cat's head with a meat pad, nodded approvingly, indicating that the remaining fried chicken is its own. The kitten happily retracted the fried chicken, then slipped aside, and resumed eating slowly.
The black cat did not continue to pay attention to the puppet cat's eating, but looked around and looked at his two subordinates.
The cats are as lazy as ever-lying on their stomachs, lying down, squatting in the dead grass with their paws in a daze, licking and tickling each other in twos and threes, and so on. Almost none of the cats focused their attention on the black cat. For a moment, Zheng Qing doubted his definition of the status of black cats in the cat group.
He felt that the black cat was not so much the leader of the cat group as a ‘carrying handle’. Other cats, big and small, just paid him a little protection fee and asked him not to interfere with them.
Compared with the cat group, Zheng Qing's other ‘subordinates’ are much more reliable.
The hunters of the guilt hunting team—mainly relying on hard-working fruits and blue tits—have collected the pile of mice on the ground and are ready to go home. Just now Zheng Qing also handed the tattered notebook and opal to Dr. Xiao.
Needless to say, the opal, after the doctor returned, he would throw it into the drawer of Zheng Qing's desk.
On the contrary, Dr. Xiao Da showed some interest in that potion notebook.
"Is there no cover?" Xiao Xiao turned his attention for a while, and finally turned his curious eyes to the black cat: "Where did you find this notebook...are there any others?"
"Whoever has nothing to do is going to find this stuff!" The black cat rolled his eyes and snorted vigorously from his nose: "This thing is a tribute gift from the American Bobtail over there... In my eyes, it is roughly equivalent to a dead mouse or a cluster of catnip."
Having said this, the black cat couldn't help thinking of the cluster of catnip he had just put on the other side, and immediately turned around.
Linguo’s sheep was wriggling its cheeks, chewing unhurriedly, and staring at the black cat blankly—you can see from the tiny leaves remaining at the corner of its mouth, Zheng Qing’s cat The mint has been eaten by this goat erratically.
This made the black cat very annoyed: "You said you are a sheep, what catnip do you eat! Does the sheep still eat this thing?"
The black sheep's mouth settled, blinking, as if thinking about the black cat's questioning.
After a few seconds, it continued to wriggle its mouth, but this time, it tilted its head and stopped looking at the black cat, and naturally no longer cared about the black cat's wink.
Zheng Qing lifted his paw, and finally put it down angrily.
If you don't look at the face of the monk and the face of the Buddha, you are also Lin Guo's friend, so let's give this dead sheep some face.
He comforted himself like this from the bottom of his heart~EbookFREE.me~ What was written in that notebook? Do you understand? If it's important, I can try to get the short-tailed cat to take us to find it. "Speaking of this, as if worried that Xiao Xiao had too much confidence in him, Zheng Qing immediately added: "But don't hold out too much hope... I don't know how to say cat words, I can only make gestures with it, how much can I understand? It's purely a matter of heaven "
"It's not an important thing, but it's interesting." Xiao Xiao shook the notebook in his hand, not dissatisfied with Zheng Qing's rhetoric: "It is good to find other things, and it doesn't matter if you can't find it. After all... "
At this point, Xiao Xiao's voice stopped abruptly.
Zheng Qing didn't care about the doctor's silence, because he knew why the doctor shut up.
Because the Norwegian Forest Cat, which had been'missing' for a long time, had just raised its tail and suddenly jumped from the branch next to it and landed in front of the black cat.
Its body was scarred.
In its mouth, there was a small mouse in clothes.
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