As soon as the cat meow sounded, the stray dog-like demon on the opposite side suddenly froze, and turned his head to look in the direction where the cat meow came from.

Golden opportunity!

Zheng Qing's spirits perked up, his fingers shook, and he shook out a silver Colt python from the gray cloth bag, and before the dog demon came back to his senses, he had already held the gun in both hands and fired a string of talisman bullets.

There are bondage charms, there are shock charms, and there are chaos and soft-legged charms.

The colorful rune bombs exploded in the air, and in an instant, the dog demon was suppressed on the ground. The dark green rattan tied the dog demon to its limbs, and even its long mouth was trapped in a sturdy knot, while the soft-legged charm made it weak, and it only collapsed on the ground and whimpered.

It was only then that Zheng Qing found an opportunity to look in the direction where the cat's meow came from.

Through the thin green smoke, on an abandoned stone table at the edge of the clearing, the yellow civet of the Sanyou Study House happened to lie there for a long time, slowly gnawing on a braised chicken leg in front of him.

"Meow~!" Feeling Zheng Qing's gaze, the yellow civet barked briskly again.

The corners of Zheng Qing's mouth twitched, and for the first time, he did not slander the yellow civet for suspected cuteness. Because with its second meow, the atmosphere around it that was almost frozen suddenly relaxed.

The bitter cold wind blew, the dead leaves floated up, and the tinkling glass windows sounded again.

In the open windows in the distance, there is still the familiar background music of the 'Spring Festival Overture', and the whistling and honking of vehicles on the road outside the community also reached Zheng Qing's ears again.

A cold air swirled from the corner of the wall and pounced on the young man.

Zheng Qing felt the chill transmitted by the wind, and couldn't help but shiver, and then a satisfied smile appeared on his face. A few minutes ago, he would never have imagined that he would miss the cold wind in this cold day.

His eyes fell on the sturdy demon that was tied up again.

"Whew!"

Zheng Qing let out a long breath, and his originally tense spirit instantly relaxed-it's good that this big brother is here, even if there are a few more demons, it doesn't matter if there are a few more demons-thinking that Brother Huang once showed his might in D&K and winter hunting, Zheng Qing suddenly calmed down.

"Wait until we finish burning the paper money before firing the cannon!" In the smoke behind him, Professor Zheng's loud voice came out: "Don't break the rules." ”

When Zheng Qing heard this, he was stunned.

It took him a moment to react, and it turned out that his grandfather mistook the sound of his shooting for the sound of firecrackers. Fortunately, the smoke around was very heavy, and the sound of the talisman gun shooting was much duller than that of the powder gun, which caused such a misunderstanding.

But this is also good, saving Zheng Qing the effort of explaining to his family.

"Okay!" he agreed loudly, and at the same time complained cooperatively: "The sound of this cannon is not brittle, it feels a little dumb, I don't know if it is also damp." ”

The old man's angry voice immediately came from the green smoke: "Let your father go and let it go!"

Zheng Qing touched his nose and silently reflected on his cheating father's behavior for a second. Before long, Zheng's father walked out of the smoke with a black face—a really black face—perhaps because the paper money was so damp that the smoke was filled and the paper ashes flew when it was burned, causing his face to be stained with a lot of black ash.

"I'm going to shoot the gun...... You hurry up and kowtow a few times. Father Zheng took the firecracker in Zheng Qing's hand and commanded in a low voice.

Zheng Qing hesitated and looked back cautiously.

The sturdy stray dog demon that was originally tied up by him in the clearing just now has disappeared without a trace. He immediately looked in the direction of the stone table, and saw that the yellow civet was still lying there, squirming his cheeks unhurriedly.

Seeing the boy turn around, the yellow civet raised his chin slightly, and hooked the tip of his tail, as if he was signaling Zheng Qing to go.

Zheng Qing relieved his heart, agreed to his father's words, obediently walked to the copper basin, and kowtowed behind the old man.

The sound of crackling firecrackers rang out again and again behind Zheng Qing.

Because today is just Yingjiatang, the etiquette is relatively simple, and there are not too many firecrackers. Zheng's father only set off a thousand firecrackers in the open space next to him.

After burning the paper money, kowtowing, and setting off firecrackers, the ritual of Yingjiatang is basically over.

Professor Zheng wore wide asbestos insulating gloves, held the copper basin, and beckoned the two behind him to prepare to go home. Because the cold wind blew again, the green smoke that had been piled up in the open space had already been swept away, and all the surrounding scenes appeared clearly in front of everyone again.

Zheng Qing stood up, patted the dust off his knees, and then stood in place and hesitated for a moment.

"I just saw Mr. Wu's cat run out...... I'll look for it later, don't let it get lost. He searched his stomach and soon found a suitable excuse to stay.

Old Professor Zheng turned his head and glanced at Father Zheng.

"I think I saw it too. Zheng Qing's father immediately explained, and at the same time pointed to the stone table at the edge of the clearing: "Before the cannon was fired, it seemed to be still on that table. ”

"Maybe I was scared away by the sound of the cannons. Zheng Qing said quickly.

Professor Zheng finally stopped being entangled.

"Then come back early," he admonished, paused, and added, "If you can't find it, come back early and tell us, and everyone will find it faster." ”

Zheng Qing responded repeatedly.

......

Watching the figures of his grandfather and father disappear behind the building, Zheng Qing's face finally became gloomy.

The yellow civet reappeared beside him at some point, squatting silently at his feet, licking its paws from time to time, shaking its ears, looking like a normal cat.

"What's the matter, where did the demon come from?" Zheng Qing's voice was full of worry: "Also, where was that demon just now?"

"I ate meow. The yellow civet replied indifferently, "As for its origin...... Given that there are so many forces that covet you, there are too many possibilities to judge...... I just took a serious smack, but I didn't know where it came from. ”

The corners of Zheng Qing's mouth twitched.

Listening to Brother Huang's meaning, can it still taste the origin of the demon?

But then, he gave up dwelling on the details, and instead focused on some of the words contained in the yellow civet's sentence.

"Covet my power?" he repeated Huang Huaci's words, lowered his head, looked at the cat squatting at his feet and flicked his tail, and his tone revealed a deep surprise: "Covet me? Why? I'm not Tang Seng!"

"Tang Seng is not as valuable as you. The yellow civet muttered, pulled up the ears of the plane, and said perfunctorily: "It makes no difference whether you know this kind of thing or not...... I don't know if it's safer for you. If you really want to know, go back and ask the old man in the bookstore. ”

A few black lines fell on Zheng Qing's face.

This answer, a bunch of nonsense, is said as if it was not said