Maybe it was attracted by the aroma of fried chicken, maybe it was because he found that there were only a few young wizards in the forest, and the cats that had escaped not long ago came back in twos and threes, slowly, and shamelessly—from the bushes, in the canopy, between the cracks in the stones, in the tree holes, and so on, all the corners that Zheng Qing could think of or couldn't imagine, a few large and small cats could be drilled, which was eye-opening and sighed.

"I never knew there were so many places to hide around here!" The black cat propped up its tail and stood up, and the person stood up, turned his head around, looked at the subordinates who licked each other's fur and snored, and sighed with emotion: "The real chicken has seen it!"

"It should be 'I've seen a lot today!'" Fat Xin immediately grabbed the omission between the words of the public-funded student, and stretched out his hand magnificently, as if he wanted to touch the head of the black cat: "You said that you are a Merlin Medal winner and a public-funded student of Jiuyou Academy, how can you be dirty and say dirty words in front of minors?"

The black cat tugged at its ears, squinted its eyes, and swept the fat man's chubby hand menacingly, grinning, revealing a mouth full of fangs.

The fat man's hand was retracted and stuffed back into the fried chicken bucket, as if his plan just now was Zheng Qing's illusion.

"Meow. A small voice sounded at the fat man's feet.

Zheng Qing lowered his head, the little ragdoll cat had already eaten up the half of the fried chicken on the ground, and was squatting next to the fat man, staring at the fried chicken bucket in his arms, and flicking his tail from time to time, with a longing look.

Nicknamed 'Puppy Cats', the Ragdoll cats are quiet by nature, but they are clingy by nature, and they are very good at pleasing wizards, coupled with their large, round eyes and rich back hair, which makes people happy to see them, and it is difficult to refuse some of their wayward requests.

For example, Xin Fatzi, after listening to the barking of the Ragdoll cat at his feet, his heart was about to melt.

"How can you be the king of cats!" The fat man squatted on the ground in distress, and while he was busy taking out a few pieces of the fattest meat from his fried chicken bucket and stuffing them into the kitten's mouth, he reprimanded the black cat indignantly: "Such a beautiful cat, how can you bear to let it starve?

The black cat sat down again, tilting its head, and looked at the fat man in amazement, wondering where his sudden overflow of sympathy came from.

The little Ragdoll cat wrinkled its pink nose, sniffed the chicken nugget in the fat man's hand, and immediately opened its mouth and bit the largest one.

The smile on Fat Xin's face hadn't finished blooming, and it froze there again.

Because after the little Ragdoll cat bit the piece of meat, he didn't eat it immediately, but held the piece of meat in his mouth, in front of the black cat on Baba's runway, and then raised his head, stood upright, rubbed his two front paws and served the fried chicken to the black cat. He also flicked his big fluffy tail from time to time, looking flattering.

"Ahem..." Zhang Jixin's violent cough and suppressed laughter came from the side.

And the fat man who was squatting not far away, his face turned from white to red, and then from red to gray, gray, without any vitality, and finally entered a petrified state like mourning and losing color.

The black cat was also very surprised by the little Ragdoll's behavior - of course, he would not deliberately instruct the kitten to do anything in order to be angry with the fat man, and in fact, he did not understand the language of cats, and he was not able to give very detailed instructions to the kittens.

This is purely the little Ragdoll's own idea.

Of course, in a sense, this kind of thinking is more hurtful.

Looking at the piece of fried chicken in front of him, the black cat hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his paws, popped out the carail, and with a slight stroke, cut a small strip of clean shredded meat from the soft chicken, stuffed it into his mouth with his back paws, chewed it, and nodded with satisfaction.

Although the fat man is not very good, he does have a unique way of choosing food.

Then he stretched out his paw again, patted the little Ragdoll on the head with the meat pad, nodded approvingly, and signaled that the rest of the fried chicken was his. The kitten happily retrieves the fried chicken, then slips to the side and resumes its slow eating.

The black cat did not continue to pay attention to the little Ragdoll feeding, but looked around and looked at his two subordinates.

The cats were 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, etc., and almost none of the cats focused on the black cat—for a moment, Zheng Qing was very skeptical of his definition of the black cat's status in the cat group.

He felt that the black cat was not so much the leader of the cat pack as a 'handle', and the other cats, big and small, were just paying him a little protection money, and then telling him not to interfere with them casually.

Compared with the cat group, Zheng Qing's other group of 'subordinates' is much more reliable.

The hunters of the Sin Hunting Force, who relied mainly on the industrious Lyngo and Blue, had collected the pile of rats on the ground and were ready to return home. Just now, Zheng Qing also handed over the tattered notebook and opal to Dr. Xiao.

Needless to say, the opal will be thrown into the drawer of Zheng Qing's desk when the doctor returns.

It was the Potions notebook, and Dr. Xiao looked a little interested.

"Isn't there a cover?" Xiao Xiao flipped through for a long time, and finally turned his curious gaze to the black cat: "Where did you find this notebook...... Anything else?"

"Whoever has nothing to do to go find this thing!" the black cat rolled his eyes and snorted vigorously from his nose, "This thing is a tribute from the American bobtail over there...... In the eyes of a cat, it is roughly equivalent to a dead mouse, or a tuft of catnip. ”

Speaking of this, the black cat couldn't help but think of the cluster of catnip on the other side he had just placed, and immediately turned around.

Lin Guo's big black sheep with horns was squirming its cheeks, chewing unhurriedly, staring at the black cat with an expressionless face - it could be seen from the silk leaves left at the corners of its mouth that Zheng Qing's catnip had been eaten by the goat.

This made the black cat very angry: "You said that you are a sheep, what kind of catnip does you eat!

The black sheep's mouth froze and blinked, as if thinking about the black cat's questioning.

After a few seconds, it continued to squirm its mouth, only this time, it tilted its head and stopped looking at the black cat, and naturally stopped caring about the black cat's eyes.

Zheng Qing raised his paws, and finally let go angrily.

Don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha, he is also a friend of Lin Guo, so let's give this dead sheep a little face.

He comforted himself in the bottom of his heart.

"What's in that notebook? Can you read it? If it's important, I can try to get the bobtail 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 get your hopes up too much...... I don't know how to speak cat words, I can only compare with it, and how much I can understand is purely up to God's will. ”

"Not something important, but fun. Xiao Xiao shook the notebook in his hand, and was not dissatisfied with Zheng Qing's statement: "It's naturally good to be able to find others, and it doesn't matter if you can't find them, after all..."

Speaking of this, Xiao Xiao's words came to an abrupt end.

Zheng Qing didn't care about the doctor's loss of voice, because he knew the reason why the doctor shut up.

Because the Norwegian forest cat, which had been 'missing' for a long time, had just cocked its tail, and suddenly jumped down from a nearby branch and landed in front of the black cat.

Its body was scarred.

In its mouth, it holds a small mouse in clothes.