He An followed Lu Zhengqing's guidance, walked along a row of houses, walked to a quiet courtyard, and sure enough, he saw a dark bamboo leaf poking its head out of the courtyard wall.

Now that it is the middle of winter, this bamboo leaf is still dense, and He An can't help but look at it in amazement.

knocked on the courtyard door, no one answered, stretched out his hand and pushed, the courtyard door creaked open, but it was not locked, He An secretly wondered which teacher's residence this should be, and it didn't matter if he folded a bamboo branch, and he would explain it later.

Walking into the courtyard, I saw that the courtyard was a little deeper, but it was unusually clean, a path paved with blue bricks led straight to the main house, and a persimmon tree with knotted branches in the center of the courtyard, and a few small lantern-like fiery red persimmons hung on the branches.

There is a banana tree and a begonia planted in the corner of the wall, although the branches and leaves have withered and decayed, you can still see that the owner of this yard is very elegant.

According to the courtyard wall is the bamboo He An saw, this bamboo is a little weird, the main rod with the thickness of the bowl mouth seems to be cut off by some sharp weapon, and another one is emitted from the side, and the long whole body is black with purple light. It is about ten zhang high, the leaves are as black as ink, slender as a needle, still lush, looking like a black cloud from a distance, the wind blows, and the bamboo leaves make a rustling sound.

He An had never seen such a black and purple ink bamboo, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart that the world was really strange!

He chose for a long time, chose a thumb-thick bamboo branch, and pressed it hard at the bamboo knot, the bamboo branch was bent like a bow by him, but it was not broken, and as He An let go of his hand and bounced back, it was amazingly tough.

Looking at the shaking ink bamboo, He An was secretly surprised, reached out and grabbed the bamboo branch and broke it again, this time gritting his teeth and trying his best, he still couldn't break it.

He An mobilized the true qi in his body, turned his palm into a knife, and slashed it with a knife, and the bamboo branch made a clear sound, and there was a faint sound of gold and stone.

He An was enough to open the stele's gravel, but there was only a faint white mark on the bamboo branch, and it was still not broken. The texture of this bamboo is as hard as iron.

Seeing that the hour was not early, He Anxin was secretly anxious, and suddenly remembered the power of the "Shocking Finger".

Dantian true qi poured into the arm "Quchi Acupoint", He An poked out a finger, and with a "click", the bamboo branch finally broke in response.

He An saw that this bamboo was extraordinary, so he plucked the leaves from the broken bamboo branches, wrapped them all in handkerchiefs, put them in his sleeves, and left in a hurry with the courtyard gate.

In the bustling streets, high-headed horses and luxurious carriages slowly drove by, followed by a few families in green clothes and hats.

Several sedan chair men struggled to carry a sedan chair, and the sedan curtain was opened, and a fat woman showed a fat face and scolded something.

The vendor carried the burden and shouted a few times in a penetrating voice from time to time.

Several graceful women stood in front of the cloth stalls, carefully selecting, whispering a few words from time to time, covering their mouths and chuckling.

There was the sound of dice, cheers, and cursing from the red-eyed man in the nearby gambling house......

Fan Dazhi wandered half of Luoyang City and found that there were a lot of dogs, and dogs could be seen in the garbage heaps in the markets, restaurants, and back streets.

He grew up in the village, and several households in the village had dogs, so he knew the habits of dogs, and it didn't take much effort to collect enough dog whiskers.

It's strange that after wandering around for so long, I haven't seen a single cat.

Fan Dazhi touched his stomach, walked for a long time and was hungry, he stood in the middle of the street and looked around, saw a steamed bun shop, bought two big meat buns, ate them in three bites, and asked the shopkeeper for a bowl of water, and poured it into his stomach with a sigh of grunt, and then he burped contentedly.

Fan Dazhi, who was full of food and drink, picked his teeth with a straw stalk, sat on the stool at the door of the bun shop, looked at the crowd coming and going on the street, and secretly thought to himself where to find a few cats.

The slanting sun shone into the lintel, and the shopkeeper of the bun shop had already sold out of things and was ready to close and finish work.

"What's the difficulty of the little offspring? Tell me, maybe the old man can help with ideas......" the shopkeeper asked.

"In this huge capital, I walked many streets, and I couldn't find a single cat!"

The shopkeeper laughed loudly: "You are looking for the wrong place in this life, cats are not like dogs that can take care of the home, who will raise ordinary people?" You have to go to the eunuch's house on Dingding Street, or a rich merchant place like Chongyi Fang and Yongning Fang to find it. ”

When Fan Dazhi heard this, he patted his head, the shopkeeper's words were like an enlightenment, he thanked the others, and hurriedly walked out of the bun shop.

Chongyi Fang is not far from this street, Fan Dazhi crossed a vegetable market street, saw the roadside vegetable stalls selling fish and shrimp, his heart moved, a copper plate bought more than a dozen small fish, with a straw rope strung in his hand, full of ambition to Chongyi Fang.

Chongyi Fang lives in the rich businessmen, a high-walled courtyard in the eaves of the heavy building, there are two stone lions squatting at the door without exception, and even the old locust tree outside the courtyard is also covered with red and hung colors around the silk. There is a sense of wealth and luxury everywhere in the workshop.

Through a half-open vermilion lacquer door, Fan Dazhi secretly glanced at it, there were heavy doors inside, and the figures were longing, and he was secretly stunned when he saw it.

Big, really big! In the end, it is a place where rich people live, the house is big, the gatehouse is big, and the stone lion at the door is also big.

Fan Dazhi looked around, and finally saw a cat at the door of a house, and couldn't help but be overjoyed, the cat was all golden, lying at the door lazily basking in the sun.

Fan Dazhi walked straight over, pretending to pass by without squinting, and dropped a small fish casually.

The cat got up with a bone, stared at a pair of amber jewel-like pupils, looked at the little fat man in the distance, and looked at the small fish on the ground not far away, sniffed lightly, after all, he couldn't resist the temptation of the fishy smell, walked over and looked down and sniffed, confirmed that it was the delicacy he liked, and happily put it in his mouth.

The little fish was quickly eaten, and the unsatisfied cat raised its head and watched the figure of the little fat man disappear in the distance, and under the corner of the wall, there was another small fish shining silver in the sun.

The cat "meowed", ran over happily, and was just about to pick up the fish on the ground, when suddenly the wind was blowing on the ground, and the dead leaves and dust on the ground were strangely suspended, and the air suddenly changed strangely.

There were invisible fluctuations in the air, like a tentacle, stroking the golden cat, and the strong uneasiness in its heart made it want to turn around and run away, but the invisible tentacles had imprisoned its limbs, making it unable to move at all.

The cat opened its mouth to let out a miserable wail, and a cloud of gas like cotton poured into its mouth, and its throat let out a desperate whimper......

It saw the little fat man rubbing his hands just now, turned around from the corner of the wall with a smile, squatted down, and felt a sharp ...... from his arms Small scissors.

"I'll cut your beard and give you fish to eat, you should be very grateful to me! Look at you, you've cut your beard, you're much younger, and you've become a lot more handsome! ”

Fan Dazhi smiled and cut the beard off the cat's face with scissors, clapped his hands, and cleaned up the cat's whiskers.

With his movements, the stiff cat on the ground regained its freedom, flew out with a bow, ran away in a puff of smoke, and disappeared through the crack in the door.

"This thing is running too fast, and if you don't use a little Heaven and Earth Vitality, you really can't catch it!"

Fan Dazhi looked at the cat's agile figure and grinned, a cat without a beard is still a cat.

A tiger-striped tom walks on a high courtyard wall, with a sturdy figure and a light step. Walk on the ground on the eaves of high walls.

The tiger striped tom meows incessantly towards the yard next door, where a beautiful tanuki lives and has been "dating" him several times in this way.

The tiger-striped male cat barked several times in a row, but there was no response in the yard next door, and he raised his paws to scratch his face and pricked up the tips of his ears to listen.

"Woo~Meow"!

Under the wall outside the courtyard gate, a low cry suddenly came. The cry was a little unfamiliar, and the tiger cat hesitated for a moment, but it decided to take a look.

After all, every male cat with bursting hormones will not easily reject a person of the opposite sex, just like ambiguous will not easily refuse a trace of evening breeze.

The tiger cat scurried to the door wall lightly, and saw a small fish on the ground in the corner of the wall outside, it looked around vigilantly, and did not move for a long time, and there was a rustling sound in the corner of the wall, and a beautiful raccoon cat showed half of its head, holding a small fish in its mouth.

The tiger striped cat made an angry "meow" and jumped down from the wall, like a bloody man who found his lover stealing food behind his back.

It swooped to the ground like a whirlwind, picked up the little fish in its mouth, and ran towards the tanuki, but the next moment it seemed to plunge headlong into the invisible mire......

A big fat face flashed in the corner of the wall, and Fan Dazhi took out the scissors from his arms with a smile on his face......

"It's still a little close, it looks like I have to go to Dingding Street to have a look!"

After tossing the two cats, Fan Dazhi looked at the whiskers in his hand, shook his head, and said to himself.

Dingding Street is not as good as Chongyi Fang, this is the most prosperous place in the imperial capital, and the places where every inch of land lives are all powerful families.

The courtyards of any Hutong people are very large, and some of the doors are guarded by guards, these courtyards are quiet in the middle of the noise, the courtyard is strict, and it makes people solemn and breathless from a distance, maybe it is the mansion of the important ministers of the court.

Fan Dazhi didn't dare to get too close, strolling along the street, his eyes were looking at the alley from time to time, and suddenly, there was a "meow" behind him, which startled him.

When he looked back, a black kitten was following him at some point.

"There are even those who take the initiative to deliver to the door!"

Fan Dazhi smiled secretly in his heart, and flashed into a secluded alley, and the black kitten followed suit, writhing in the sun, like a rolling black ball.

"It's just that this cat is too small!"

Fan Dazhi frowned and looked at this little guy, about the size of his own palm, the cat's whiskers were short and curly, and it was not enough to cut them to make a brush.