Cat feeding, co-sleeping, and coping.

Chi Xiaochi said sadly, "Master said he likes me. I didn't realize it was just my flesh that I liked."

061: "......"

He was so convinced that there was nothing he could say, that he chose to keep his mouth shut.

But once a teacher, always a father. If the father wants the son to go in and serve, Chi Xiaochi can only go in with a tray.

The kitten on the couch tucked in its paws, tilted its head to look at him, its eyes coloring like a precious pearl dipped in clear water.

...... Pupil color is a lazy and warm gray-blue.

As Chi Xiaochi froze slightly, the white cat arched its back, stretched slowly, and then crouched, tilting its head back to look at him.

Compared to the pure black of the coal boss, this master of his was the other opposite extreme, without even a single gray hair, except for the plum-shaped black paw pads, his body was so pure that there wasn't a trace of mixed colors.

Only the eyes were the same, even the tame light within them.

If she hadn't had her wits about her, Chi Xiaochi would have thought that her boss had followed her all the way from the last world.

Chi Xiaochi dismissed the unnecessary thoughts and picked up the cat, placing it on his lap. He first bathed and cleaned it, wiped its body with a soft cloth, made its fur warm and fluffy with a cleansing technique, fed it hot goat's milk, and then took a cork comb and gently tended to its long, soft fur.

The kitten is very obedient, does not make a fuss, even when taking a bath, not scratching, but only tamely playing in the water, very dignified, and does not forget to carefully tidy up its own milk whiskers when combing its fur, which is quite a self-reliant and self-reliant good cat.

Chi Xiaochi, while being filial to his master and combing his hair, muttered to 061 in his heart, "Teacher Six, is this a spirit animal. When it comes to a bigger dog, it's not even rich enough to make a dessert."

061 said, "...... He knows swordsmanship."

Chi Xiaochi drew a blank, "Yeah, right, too."

After a while, Chi Xiaochi again took his hand and measured its length, and said sadly, "Sixth Teacher, the Master is only this tiny bit, and I'm afraid that one day when I get up, I'll accidentally trample it to death with one foot."

061: "It won't, don't worry."

Chi Xiaochi : "Is this regicide?"

061: "...... doesn't count."

Chi Xiaochi was quiet again for a while.

About two minutes later.

"Teacher Six." Chi Xiaochi continued to worry, "Master is also too young, how did he survive when he didn't cultivate his human form? When I go out and meet those bigger spirit beasts, I'm afraid of losing my hair even as a toothpick."

Enduring no more than he needed to, the Master nibbled open-mouthed at his leg as a warning.

This, in turn, reinforced Chi Xiaochi's concern: "You see, Mr. Six, it doesn't even hurt when it bites."

061: "......"

061 already regretted it.

He only considered the fact that cats are comfortable to hold, not very threatening, easy to get close to while being in the same feline family as the black panther from the last world, similar in temperament, and just enough to hint at Chi Xiaochi's business about the coal bosses.

But he had missed Chi Xiaochi's brain, which was full of twists and turns.

If I had known that, I should have turned into a white tiger and gone to the pond every day to catch fish.

...... really angry.

On the other side, Chi Xiaochi was holding the cat and thinking, "This is nice.

Wen Yujing's master met Wen Yujing when he was traveling around the world and brought him back to the mountains, giving him a home where he could run around like a madman, but not being able to make decisions for his boss himself.

I wonder if the owner is still with Ding Qiuyun or has left the team and has her own female leopard?

Thinking of Wen Yujing's light fur and slow belt, his elegant and unmatched appearance, he took advantage of the kitten being combed and squinting his eyes up with a look of contentment, and treacherously pinched the little white cat's ears lightly and said to 061, "I wonder what the boss looks like when she turns into a human."

061 Listening to his tone, his heart softened at the tip, and just as he was about to speak, he heard Chi Xiaochi say to himself, "Probably a big man with chest hair."

061: "......"

Chi Xiaochi : "Huh, Mr. Six why don't you say something."

061 Deep breaths.

Life is a play, and we meet because we are meant to.

I don't get angry when other people get angry, and no one will take care of me when I get sick.

The little white cat in Chi Xiaochi's arms adjusted her mind, twitched her ears, and while he was removing his hand, she gently nuzzled his forefinger with her front paws and pushed her head against his palm, rubbing it tenderly.

It was a full-on gesture of trust and dependence, something the boss used to do when he was a young milk panther.

Chi Xiaochi was a bit surprised and looked down at him, but he looked sleepy already, turning his head to Chi Xiaochi's waist and belly, crawling up and down with his little paws, and finally choosing to camp on Chi Xiaochi's chest, as if he had found a nest that would give him peace of mind, crouching down and lying on his back, looking like he was planning to fall asleep peacefully.

Chi Xiaochi, who was electrified by what she had just done, said nothing more.

He flattened himself on the soft couch, his fingers gently stroking the top of the milk cat's soft forehead.

The kitten was fast asleep, close to where his heart was.

It seems that he won't be able to leave tonight.

Luckily, the bed was wide enough and quite soft. Chi Xiaochi's bones crumbled as she lay flat on it.

He exclaimed, "The bed is quite comfortable."

061 thought, specifically for you, just be comfortable.

Chi Xiaochi lowered her eyes to the kitten in her arms.

He asked 061, "Sleeping with me, will it dream of a whole fish dinner."

061 laughed softly.

I'll try to make an effort, he thought, dreaming of you.

One man and one cat each fell into a deep sleep.

It's just that some people are destined to be sleepless tonight.

Yan Jinhua After returning to the fishing pond, the more he thought about the more angry, the more he thought about the more stifled, a mouthful of blood clogged in the heart, want to swallow, want to vomit.

He carefully recalled everything that had happened today, trying to find the element of human manipulation, but apart from the fact that Duan Shujue had broken the barrier on his own in the tower forest without greeting him in a slightly unusual manner, there was no flaw in his logic at all.

He almost logically threw away the chance that should have been his.

It made him even more irritated than being outright robbed.

If he said he was robbed, he could still make some excuses, such as the other party playing mind games and winning.

But when things go according to the original storyline, all of Yan Jinhua's previous efforts become a joke, as if he is a green-headed grasshopper who can't sway anyone no matter how much he jumps around, and ends up getting stomped to death.

For Yan Jinhua, this feeling is more disgusting than eating flies.

Duan Shujue is still the same elm brain, from the pass, seize the sword, to worship, all according to the original development of the plot to advance, did not collapse the personage, the only variable is the person called Wen Yujing, not only picked up his treasure pearl, but also touched the fish that he has raised for ten years to go away.

However, Wen Yujing took advantage of the situation and demanded Duan Shujue to be his disciple, making it difficult for him to say anything.

Is one going to open one's mouth at that awkward moment and say, please give me back my jewel?

If he had drawn the sword in the stone, he would still have some qualifications to bargain with Wen Yujing, but as a result, now the chicken has flown away, and in the eyes of the crowd, he is a jumping clown who has picked up the pearl for nothing but doesn't know its value, even if he says that the precious pearl is his own, but will anyone believe it?

Ignoring Yan Jinhua's gnashing of teeth, the system pursued, "Host, what are you going to arrange next?"

It doesn't care about the means by which the host gets the progress value, it only cares about how much progress value it can get its hands on in the end.

Yan Jinhua could only endure the physical pain and take stock of his losses.

After the incident of the Sword in the Stone, the Sword in the Stone, which represents great fortune, has not been taken, and the original progress has been deducted to seven or eight, coupled with the loss of the precious pearl, and no Duan Shujue, Yan Jinhua more and more inventory, the more you feel like being cut by a slow knife, and the pain is straight shivering.

He said firmly, "The precious pearl must be returned."

The system asks, "How do I want it?"

For Wen Yujing, the system is unable to provide detailed data, and there is no way to understand his nature, so of course there is no way to start.

Yan Jinhua said, "Isn't Duan Shujue by his side? I've done him a favor, he won't not help me."

When the system thought about it, it made sense, so it continued, "And then what?"

Yan Jinhua gritted his teeth, "Read the book!"

Yan Jinhua briefly summarized the reasons for this loss, and finally concluded that he had suffered from a lack of culture.

He himself had been living too smoothly for the past ten years, and had long ago planned the script of pulling out his sword and going against the grain, so he hadn't even paid attention to the plot progress of the original book.

Anyway, when he succeeds in drawing his sword, any original book settings will have to be sidelined, and there's no need to read them in detail.

Unexpectedly, God's will was not in his favor, coupled with the other party's protagonist aura, his script was forced to be nullified in its entirety, and he couldn't think of a better chance to turn the tables, other than meticulously studying that book, Sailor Immortal Monarch.

He stayed up all night with a lighted lamp, reading hard, revisiting all the settings he'd despised in the early days again, and pinched up his nose to take notes.

On the second day, he went to Wen Yujing lived back to the head of the peak to find Duan Shujue, who wanted to look for a big circle on the mountain and down the mountain, from dawn to find the dark, he was not allowed to enter the door, but was bitten by mosquitoes a head of bags.

Yan Jinhua only went to find the red cloud, put on a bitter face, said Duan Shujue some things fell in the fishing pool, he wanted to give Duan Shujue send. Since the acquaintance, the two love deep friendship, now at first parting, heart really miss, do not know if he is living well, hope that the master fulfillment, let him go to see on Duan Shujue a glance, clouds.

Yan Jinhua finished his lyrics and stared hopefully at Akumiko.

Who would have thought that Red Cloud Zi said, "Your young master likes to keep a mountain to himself, free and easy, and is most averse to being disturbed by bystanders. Where he chooses to cultivate, how do I know. You feel at ease to go back to cultivate is. Also, the sixth senior brother's character is gentle, Duan Shujue can not be aggrieved, do not say that he will suffer bullying in general."

Yan Jinhua touched a nose, but also by the red cloud son reprimanded, told him to be peaceful, good cultivation, do not waste their talent, angry liver pain, out of the door, then muttered curses all the way.

If it wasn't for the accident when he seized the sword, how dare the old thing talk to him like that now?

Unable to do so, he could only turn back to the Fishing Light Pool and continued to study the Sailor Immortal Monarch, only with a little more impatience, always unable to resist cursing when he saw episodes he had loathed in the past.

Finally, having survived the long and smelly treasure-taking phase for him, he was refreshed and flipped through a few pages at speed, and his dusty memories were finally restored a little bit.

...... is Shi Yushan!

By the way, there's still this opportunity!

In the original book, Duan Shujue worshiped Red Cloud Zi as his master, and devoted himself to cultivation, digesting the sword skills left by his ancestor. About three months later, there was a ghost rebellion in Shi Yushan, and Red Cloud Zi didn't care about it, but first sent his eldest disciple to go there, leading three inner disciples including the original Yan Jinhua, as well as thirty cultivators.

However, the thirty or so people disappeared within Shi Yushan.

Red Cloud Zi dispatched his own Third Senior Brother with a hundred cultivators to check out the situation and receive the crowd, again without a single return.

In the end, Duan Shujue, who had the Sword in the Stone, volunteered to go.

And that's where Duan Shujue met the future Black Jiao Demon Lord.