When the little hairball heard it, he recognized it, it seems that it can only be like this, when will my dream of eating and drinking for nothing come true? Hey, no, the more I think about it, the more wrong it becomes, how do I think that since I started stealing pills, I have taken the lead and made ideas along the way? That's right, hey, I'm miserable! This is simply contrary to my original intention of reaching out for food and opening my mouth! Well, maybe, after writing this village tree, my dream may come true, after all, when it comes to working to earn money, those hillbillies should always be better than me, right? The little furball comforted herself like this.

The next day, the king of the southern foot continued to take everyone to visit Renyi Village, this time the family is much more honest, during this period the dumb tiger also asked, what was the thing that made the old eagle die yesterday? The little hairball put on an embarrassed expression and said: "Actually, I don't understand it, I just squatted in the corner of the wall, and I listened to it a lot at the root of the wall, and my heart would be a little inexplicable after seeing that scene, but now it is speculated that the crystal ball that Jia Qi'er touched may be the so-called attack crystal, to put it bluntly, it is used to collect spiritual power, and then use the device to shoot out the collected mana." ”

At this time, everyone was in the courtyard, and the chief pointed to the top spires of the four corner towers, "You see, those spires are a little crooked," and looked at the little furball, "Little fox fairy, can you show me what this means?" ”

Little Maoqiu is so angry in his heart, what are you big groups of people and demons doing to eat? In terms of strength, strength is stronger than me, in terms of age, older than me, look at me whenever there is something, am I 100,000 why? How good it would be to find a rune master and engrave four big characters "Xinhua Dictionary" on the door of my head? Besides, how do I know why those four spires are crooked, or you go to Chen Fanzi and ask, anyway, I didn't get this thing.

But if you think so, you can't say that, how can you deal with this? Thinking of this, the little furball came out of the bad water, or toss the quail, anyway, it is not as convenient as flying to see it walking. So he said to the golden-eyed black feather eagle: "Brother quail, why don't you fly up and have a look, maybe you can see some doorways?" "The golden-eyed black feather eagle almost didn't have a crooked nose.

yelled at the little furball: "Quail, who is the quail?" See clearly! At this time, the golden-eyed black feather eagle changed back to its original form, spread its two big wings and displayed it in front of the little furball, and said in the language of the beast: "Look, see clearly, this feather is black." Then he pointed at his eagle eye with the tip of his wing, and continued to explain: "Look here, my eyes are golden, and there is still golden light, so I call it ......" Before it finished speaking, the little furball waved his hand impatiently, "Okay, I know, call the golden-eyed black feather dead quail." Just this sentence, hearing this, the golden-eyed black feather eagle almost vomited blood and died on the spot.

The king of Nanlu on the side covered his face with his hand, "Oh, you said the two of you, what's going on, just like children, how can you fight ...... together" Before the words were finished, the little hairball waved his hand towards the king of Nanlu, "Go, the flower-faced big cat is playing with it, and the adults talk and the kitten don't interject." When the king of Nanlu heard this, he looked at the golden-eyed black feather eagle, "This time we are brothers and sisters." ”

Listening to it, Bao Chang's mouth was holding back, his face was red, not angry, but he didn't dare to be happy, thinking that this little guy was really interesting. "Hahahaha", I didn't hold back and still had fun.

The golden-eyed black feather eagle looked at this, and the more he said, the more he lost the demon's face, anyway, I can't do anything about it, it looks fearless, my big demon doesn't remember the little demon, and I don't bother to pay attention to it, the golden-eyed black feather eagle comforted himself in his heart, and then snorted in the direction of the little furball, flapped his wings and flew up, and the little furball began to command blindly, "Go, fly to the top of the four corner towers to see, what is painted on it?" ”

The golden-eyed black feather eagle had no choice but to fly to the top of the corner tower in the southeast corner to take a look, and then replied in beast language: "There are a lot of runes engraved" The little furball asked: "What runes?" ”

The golden-eyed black feather eagle looked at the runes on it for a long time, then looked down at himself again, and finally flew to the side of the king of the southern foot to look at it for a long time, the little furball didn't know what the hell it was doing, and asked, "What runes are drawn?" The golden-eyed black feather eagle smashed his mouth, he didn't say a word, and finally his eyes turned red, and he roared: "I don't know, anyway, it's different from the runes on me or the king of Nanlu." ”

The little furball didn't mean to let it go so easily, so he found a small branch on the ground and handed it to it, "Take it, draw it, and I'll take a look." The golden-eyed black feather eagle caught the branch with its wings, and painted and painted on the ground, and painted and painted, and repeated many times, but finally it was not drawn, and he lowered his head and said, "No, I can't draw." The little furball pointed at it and deliberately said loudly to the king and the chief of the southern foothills in the language of the human race: "Look at it, how terrible this is without culture, now you know the importance of learning!" ”

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt that he had left the ground, above the chief and the king of the southern foothills, and raised again, only then did the little furball react, he was thrown off the ground, and shouted in fright, "Golden-eyed black feather dead quail, ah!!!!! "Bang! , and hit the spire of the corner tower just now.

The little furball hugged the spire and didn't let go, and looked at his feet tremblingly, Mom! How tall does this have to be, and then look at the spire in front of me, and think, this thing is sturdy, it won't break off and throw itself down in a while, right? At this time, the little hairball felt that the bottom of his butt was warm and warm, as if there was still water, could this be a water-shaped circle? When it looked down, it was scared to pee.

At this time, the golden-eyed black feather eagle proudly folded its wings, stood on the ground and looked up, "Little guy, you are clear this time, and it will save me from delaying your big event because I have no culture." When the chief saw that it was so high, he hurriedly advised, "Hurry up and put it down, don't have any more accidents." The little furball was a demon who couldn't fall down, and roared at the golden-eyed black feather eagle: "You, you, you dead quail, don't put me down if you have the ability, this fox fairy has high mana, and you can go down." ”

As soon as the golden-eyed black feather eagle heard this, he turned his head and flew back, and the little furball saw that it was really going to go, and he was also anxious, and his eyes inadvertently glanced at the spire of the corner tower at the other end, no, and then looked at the spire of the other two corner towers, as if he understood something. But it was this distracted effort, as soon as the hand slipped, the buttocks slipped out because of the scared urine, and the little hairball screamed "Mom" and fell into the courtyard. As soon as the little furball closed his eyes, he thought to himself, so high, if that dead quail can't catch me, I guess I'll really die this time.

As soon as I thought of this, I felt my body tighten, and the little furball thought to himself, he must have hit the ground, but immediately felt that his body was flying up lightly, and then the little furball opened his eyes, looked down and saw the courtyard of Renyi Village at his feet, understood, and said to himself: "This is the feeling of the soul flying out of the sky, black and white impermanence?" Where am I going? Isn't hell supposed to be down there? Why are you still flying up? ”

I heard an eagle roaring overhead, "So many words when you're dead?" Lord Yama was annoyed with you, so he asked me to send you back. ”

The little furball looked up, which one was dead, wasn't it the golden-eyed black feather eagle that was holding him? So the little furball came to his senses again, straightened up his little waist, and scolded: "You golden-eyed black-feathered dead quail, this fox fairy has its own skills, and you don't need to save it." In the middle of this fight, the little furball suddenly had a flash of inspiration, remembered the problem he had just discovered, and quickly pointed to the center of the four spires with his finger, "Quick, take me there to see." ”

As soon as the golden-eyed black feather eagle flew there, the little furball continued to command, "Dead quail, look up, what is the constellation?" The golden-eyed black feather eagle scolded: "Fart, in broad daylight, who can tell what constellation is in the sky?" ”

Little Furball thought about it for a while, and said, "Forget it, then come back at night and let me go." "The golden-eyed black feather eagle fell straight down, and when the little furball stepped on the ground, the heart finally returned to the stomach, and when it was about to please this dead bird, it felt like there were potholes under this foot, what is this?

The little furball looked down, hey, it turned out to be the eye of the Nine Fortunes of the Heavenly Star. After such a fuss, the little furball was too lazy to bother with the dead sparrow anymore, and was about to say hello to the chief of the security guard and go around other places when he suddenly thought of something. Little Furball hurriedly looked down at the Nine Fortunes of the Celestial Stars at his feet again, then looked up at the sky, looked at the spires of the four corner towers, and then squatted on the ground and fell into deep thought.

At this time, the golden-eyed black feather eagle, the chief of the guard, and the king of the southern foot also noticed that something was wrong with the little furball, and they didn't dare to disturb it, so they all waited quietly aside.

After a while, or perhaps a long time, the little furball suddenly jumped up and shouted, "I see!" Oops! The little furball fell to the ground again, "It hurts me to death." "It turned out that my leg was numb. At this time, everyone gathered around and lifted the "injured" little furball out, and the little furball pointed to the formation eye of the Heavenly Star Nine Fortune Chart and began to explain its guess.

"This ground is the eye of the Nine Fortunes of the Heavenly Stars, and who is standing on it? Think about it? "Little Furball throws a question to everyone first. The chief of the security guard looked dazed, and the dumbfounded tiger fell into deep thought, but it was the golden-eyed black feather eagle that reacted the fastest, and shouted out the answer after turning back into a human form, "Fatian troll!" The little furball slapped his thigh, "yes, look, it's still people's little quails with smart brains." The golden-eyed black feather eagle yelled at the little furball, "My name is the golden-eyed black feather eagle, not a little quail, not a dead quail or any house finch." ”

The little furball said nonchalantly: "What, what kind of eagle is still golden eyes and black feathers, how ugly it is, it is still old-fashioned, how can there be quails and house sparrows, and it is also domineering and mighty, how good." After hearing this, the golden-eyed black feather eagle suddenly felt that the world was spinning, and he was so angry that he really had the urge to fall to the ground and faint, and roared angrily: "Where are quails and house finches domineering, where are they mighty?" ”

The little furball did not show weakness, "Dead quail, dead finch, listen, how domineering and powerful this is." "The chief wants to go away, but if he doesn't persuade them, he really doesn't know when it will be over. The Dumb Tiger's handling was even more simple and rude, and he roared loudly and separated the two troublesome demons from it, "Okay, are you two finished?" Get down to business. ”