Chapter Seventy-Two: The Soul Pact
As soon as the old man raised his hand, a barrier opened in front of him, and the golden cat felt that the chill on his body suddenly subsided a lot.
The goldenrod stretched out a paw and touched the barrier in front of it, and although it was invisible to the naked eye, he could feel a gentle force to make him withdraw his claw.
The golden cat licked its retracted paws and tilted its head to look at the invisible barrier.
Is this the power of his little brother?
"After the alliance with you, my power will have a sensing effect on you, and it will not be harmful to you."
"Meow meow?"
Deeds? No wonder you can suddenly feel your mood change. No, when did I get married to you?
"The moment before you can sense my emotions, this bond is a soul bond, and it doesn't hurt you." The old man Xuanji was afraid that the golden cat would mistakenly think that he would not have the opportunity to transform into a human from now on, so he hurriedly explained.
The golden cat scratched its head, it turned out that the contract was so quiet and sudden.
"Alright, we're almost there." The old man Xuanji looked far away, saw the lights on at home, and felt more and more saliva secreted in his mouth, and his stomach seemed to be faintly screaming.
"Meow"
Didn't see it.
"We'll see you soon." The old man quickened his speed and streaked an afterimage through the air.
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"Aze, will Fat Ball take Dahua out to eat the overlord meal?"
A big cat with snow-white fur without any blemishes sits on the shoulders of a young man, his body is steady and does not move at all, and the most beautiful are the two blinking blue * pupils, which are particularly bewildering, and the cat's mouth is not a tactful cat meow, but a lazy magnetic man's voice.
The man whose shoulders are occupied by the big white cat has a jade-like and gentle face, with smooth and fair skin, handsome eyebrows, a high nose bridge, not thin and not thick lips dyed with a faint rice pen, the most attractive thing is a pair of peach blossom eyes that are extremely vibrant, and the tail of the eyes is raised, which adds a bit of flamboyant color to the young man's gentle temperament.
The man called "Aze" by the white cat let out a faint laugh in his throat, and his porcelain white fingers held a pair of black carved wooden chopsticks, and his hands became brighter and whiter. He stood in place, one leg slightly bent, and an indescribable feeling spread from his body, and from his back, he didn't know how many men and women he would attract.
With the arrogant white cat on the shoulder, the completely different temperaments of one person and one cat are strangely blended at this moment, as if they are the most matched pair.
I don't know how many people's eyes have been envied.
Fu Ze listened to Ah You's words, the corners of his lips hooked, and a chuckle overflowed between his lips and teeth: "Uncle is an old man." "I won't be disrespectful to the old.
The white cat snorted lightly, vowing not to show his friendly side to the old man Xuanji on any side: "Who knows if he will follow the smell of food." ”
"It's okay, Uncle went over and there are still big flowers."
"Yes, my kind of people are still cats with brains and etiquette."
It means that the old man is a brainless person who doesn't know how to be polite.
Fu Ze thought about it and shook his head, took out the noodles from the boiling pot and put them in cold water, and took out another bowl of seasoning.
Ah You suddenly shook his ears, and looked at the pitch-white wall, as if he could see the people behind him through the wall.
"Ozawa, we're back!"
"Meow"
It's back.
"Ozawa, what are you going to eat at night!"
"Meow"
You've read it all the way.
Fu Ze paused for the seasoning action in his hand, walked out of the kitchen, and saw the old man Xuanji holding the golden cat flashing in like an afterimage.
I didn't even move the balcony door.
Fu Ze's smile remained unchanged, as if he was used to it, and said in a natural tone: "It seems that I didn't miscalculate the time, let's have a simple meal tonight, how about crossing the water?" It's going to be good right away. ”
To be honest, Fu Ze also saw the door wall as if it were nothing, passing through the door.
After all, Ah You has always been a well-behaved cat who comes in front of him to open the door and go out to close the door, and the old man Xuanji used to stop on the balcony when he came back from the outside world, open the door and walk in, and never entered directly through the air like today.
It's really a little bit of an anti-theft door guardrail, and there is no sense of security at all.
There are two reasons: first, the old man wants to show his skills in front of the golden cat, and it is always good to be more colorful in the heart of the golden cat; The second is what the old man Xuanji really did for Fu Ze's dinner.
Fu Ze is more inclined to the second point, and the first point is probably only incidental.
A succession of thoughts flashed through his mind, the smile on Fu Ze's face did not change in the slightest, and the gaze of the golden flower cat showed him a gentler smile, Fu Ze turned around and continued into the kitchen.
"Crossing the water, each type of water surface in different places has its own unique flavor, I don't know what flavor Ozawa will make." The old man raised his eyebrows, even more curious about tonight's dinner.
Although the action of raising eyebrows is not obvious on the face of the mysterious old man's flesh.
"Meow"
It's delicious.
"Yes, yes, nothing bad is anything Ozawa makes." The old man Lang Sheng said with a smile.
In the kitchen.
"Uncle and Dahua are talking?" The voice from the living room made Fu Ze tilt his head slightly, and asked Ah You curiously.
After all, he can't understand cat language, so he can only verify it with Ayou, a feline.
"Well, it looks like they're in a soul bond."
"What's the use of a soul pact?" Fu Ze raised his eyebrows, and Fu Ze's handsome face was more vivid and handsome.
Ah You's tail hung loosely around Fu Ze's neck, and he rummaged through the inheritance memories in his mind before saying: "The soul contract still has the opportunity to make demon cultivators transform people, and people and pets can communicate emotionally, but people and pets are connected to each other, and ordinary people don't use this way of contracting, I didn't expect the fat ball to be so generous." ”
For human cultivators, it is naturally an unbearable thing to connect one's life with a demon cultivator, so Ah You will be slightly surprised by the old man's approach.
After holding it for three hundred years, if you don't make a move, you will be surprised.
Although Fu Ze and Ah You can only barely count as neighbors.
"Emotional connection...... Fu Ze muttered, his gaze slightly frozen.
"Aze, you can't be curious, are you?" Ayu's soft flesh pad gently patted Fu Ze's face.
Fu Ze didn't hide it, generously admitted, nodded and said, "I'm really curious about the soul contract, can ordinary people make a contract?" ”
"You want to make a contract with me?"
"Hmm."
"With what we know about each other, we know what each other is thinking even if we don't need a soul contract."
"It's one thing to know to know, and it's one thing to know accurately. It's like when you come across a multiple-choice question during an exam, you vaguely remember the options for this question, but you can't help but want to flip through the book to see the correct answer. Fu Ze shrugged.
Ah You was silent for a while, and the blue cat's eyes looked at Fu Ze without blinking: "Aze, I know how deep your love for me is. ”
Fu Ze was silent, he was curious, what does emotional connection have to do with deep love?
Where did his big white cat go?
Let's not say that he doesn't have to go to find other demon cultivators if he lets go of Ah You, a demon cultivator, even if he can find other demon cultivators, if he expresses his intention to contract with other demon cultivators, Ah You can definitely tear that demon cultivator alive and then play by himself.
That's not over, he just skips the cumbersome step in the middle and chooses the last step.
Don't your own men have to appreciate it in a vase at this time?
Wait, the emotions are connected, you can accurately know the emotions of the other party, and you can accurately know Ayou's emotions......
Fu Ze was silent.
He seemed to know what Ayu meant.
"Aze, do you really want a soul bond?" Ah Yoo on the side was eager to try.
"Ordinary people can also form a contract?" Fu Ze came back to his senses from his contemplation and asked.
"Yes, it's good that the demon cultivator takes the initiative to let the human race form a contract, although this has never happened in tens of thousands of years." Fu Ze blinked, and was about to say yes, when he suddenly remembered something and shook his head: "No need, I'm talking about playing." "The speed in my hand increased, and the four bowls of noodles were baked together.
"It's time to eat."
He patronized the curiosity and shared the emotions, forgetting the second half of the sentence.
People and pets are connected to life.
The soul contract is successful, and the two lives of him and Ayou are twisted into a strand, Ayou is a demon cultivator, with a long life, he is just an ordinary person, and his lifespan of a hundred years can be stopped.
If he cultivates personally, he will not hesitate to form a contract with Ah You even if he is playful now, because he and Ah You are both partners and have endless lives, and they are not afraid of emotional communication and life connection.
Fu Ze pursed his lips, he still waited for him to cultivate before releasing such arrogant words.
Ah You approached Fu Ze and said softly: "Ah Ze......"
"It's time to eat, come on, I'll get chopsticks!"
This! Should! Die! Target! Fat! Ball!
The old man didn't notice Ah You's angry gaze at all, and rushed out with chopsticks and a bowl with a plate and a bowl.
Fu Ze followed out of the kitchen with the remaining two bowls.
"Ayu, it's time to eat." Fu Ze rubbed Ah You's head and signaled that he could transform into a human form.
"Huh? Well. Ah You absentmindedly jumped to the ground, and turned into a proud son with a delicate face, black hair and white skin, and a slender body.
Fu Ze looked at Ah You's expression, then looked at the person and cat opposite, and reached under the table with one hand and grabbed Ah You's hand.
Ah You looked at him sideways, and his blue eyes were much deeper under the rendering of the night, adding a few wisps of mystery.
But Fu Ze still saw a trace of worry in the bottom of his eyes.
"Let's eat." Fu Ze's hand under the table was slightly forced, interlocking with Ah You's hand and fingers.
"Okay." Ah You replied, and the hand under the table was still interlocked with Fu Ze's ten fingers.
The right hand under the table is still interlocked with the ten fingers of Fu Ze's left hand.
Fu Ze watched Ah You calmly pick up the chopsticks with his left hand, mix them in the bowl, and easily and elegantly pick up the noodles and eat them in his mouth.
Fu Ze looked stunned, a cat is better than him, who has used chopsticks since he was a child.
What kind of face does this make him have?
And why doesn't he know when Ah Yu will make chopsticks with his left hand?
Where and when did you do it?!
Fu Ze's eyes widened.
Ah You chewed for a moment, swallowed the noodles in his stomach, looked at Fu Ze's appearance and couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth, reached out and pinched his face, and said, "Why don't you eat?" ”