This kitten is all black, only the four paws are white, it came to Fan Dazhi's feet, gently wagged its short tail, and a pair of dark blue eyes looked at the small fish in Fan Dazhi's hand, and called softly.

Fan Dazhi looked down at the dirty body of the kitten, some hairs were stuck together, and the locks were very ugly, but the blue pupils were as beautiful as stars.

This poor little didn't know that he hadn't eaten for a few days, Fan Dazhi's heart softened, and he threw a small fish on the ground.

The kitten gobbled it up, raised its head and meowed.

Fan Dazhi threw two more to it, and the little guy lowered his head and ate it quickly, climbed on Fan Dazhi's feet, happily hugged his ankles, and called "meow meow".

Fan Dazhi couldn't help but smile when he looked at its cute appearance, and then looked at the remaining fish in his hand, and said with some embarrassment: "I only have this one fish left, and I want to use it to lure those big cats out, I give it to you, my business can't be done, go find food somewhere else, be obedient!"

As if he understood, the kitten meowed, crawled down from his feet, swooped to the mouth of the alley, and disappeared in an instant.

"Huh! This little thing is pretty fast! ”

Fan Dazhi looked at the last fish left in his hand, and felt a little worried, there must be other cats in this vicinity, but most of them live in powerful people, the courtyard is strict, and there are guards, it's not easy to start, why don't you go to another place to see?

He was looking down and thinking, there was a sound of rustling at the entrance of the alley, and when he looked up, his mouth opened wide in shock, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

I saw a large group of cats pouring into the alley, including black cats, white cats, tiger striped cats, Persian cats, and even butterfly cats that looked like small tigers, with snow-white bodies and long whipped hydrangea cats.

The little black cat happily ran to Fan Dazhi and squatted down, and the other cats followed in an orderly manner, without making a sound.

"Woo~Meow......"

The little black cat barked at Fan Dazhi as if he was invited, and Fan Dazhi came back to his senses and hurriedly threw the last fish to it.

The little black cat bowed its head and happily enjoyed the delicious food.

Fan Dazhi took out the small scissors from his arms, squatted down, and tentatively cut the beard of a big white cat.

The small scissors in his hand glittered silver in the sunlight, and they looked extremely sharp. The big white cat's eyes showed horror, bared his mouth full of fangs, and let out an unwilling low roar in his throat, which frightened Fan Dazhi and almost sat on the ground.

A low, thunderous roar suddenly rang out.

The little black cat that eats fish raised its head and roared at the cats.

The big white cat was excited, obediently squatting on the ground, its body trembling constantly, and it seemed that it was extremely afraid of it, and the other cats were also like chaff and frightened.

Fan Dazhi was amazed, could this be the legendary bloodline suppression? He didn't have time to think about it, so he picked up the scissors and tried to cut the beard of the big white cat again.

This time, the big white cat didn't dare to move, and let Fan Dazhi cut off his beard.

Fan Dazhi did the same, and then cut all the cats' whiskers. Maybe the scene in front of him was too bizarre, he really couldn't suppress his excitement, the hand holding the scissors was a little trembling, and it was inevitable that he would accidentally touch the cheeks of some cats, who grinned in pain, but none of them dared to bark.

"That's it!"

Fan Dazhi took a long breath, put the scissors and the cleaned up cat whiskers into his arms, and leaned over to touch the little black cat's head: "Thank you, little girl, I have to leave quickly!"

Stretched out his pink tongue and licked Fan Dazhi's palm, the little black cat suddenly jumped into his palm, turned his head and meowed, and the group of cats squatting on the ground seemed to have received an amnesty, and they all stood up and turned around and left the alley, and in an instant, they walked cleanly.

"They're all gone, so do you, goodbye, little girl!"

Fan Dazhi gently put the little black cat on the ground, and was about to walk outside, just raised his foot, the kitten jumped on his instep and hugged his ankle tightly, like a coquettish child, and seemed to beg to take it with him.

Fan Dazhi leaned over and stroked it, looking at its dirty, small and pitiful appearance, he couldn't help but feel a little distressed, such a psychic cat, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he couldn't believe it.

The little black cat "meowed" and screamed, two paws hugged Fan Dazhi's arm, and jumped on the palm of his hand, Fan Dazhi saw that the hour was not early, simply held it in his arms, and strode out of the alley.

He An paced back and forth near Bao Moxuan's shop, his eyes swept over the crowd on the street from time to time, and he touched the piece of bamboo in his sleeve with some anxiety.

Seeing that the familiar figure finally appeared, He An happily greeted him.

"Xiao An! Everything is ready, right? ”

Fan Dazhi rushed over panting, still holding a little black cat in his arms.

"Why did you pick up a cat?"

He An took out the bamboo branch from his sleeve, Fan Dazhi took it with some confusion, and said the bizarre thing that happened just now while looking at Mo Zhu.

"This ...... This bamboo is really rare, the material is high-quality, it is simply superb! Where did you get that? ”

Fan Dazhi rubbed the piece of ink bamboo in his hand, and was amazed, completely ignoring the little black cat in his arms and rushing onto his shoulder.

After He An told how he went back to Zhixing Academy to meet Lu Zhengqing and how he found this bamboo according to the guidance, the two brothers couldn't help but sigh at the wonder of today's encounter and the wonder of creation.

While he was talking, the kitten on Fan Dazhi's shoulder jumped lightly and jumped on He An's shoulder.

When He An was slightly stunned, the kitten had crawled over his arm, and two little paws climbed his wrists and drilled into his sleeve.

"I can't see this little guy, he's quite naughty!"

He An smiled and grabbed the kitten, and as soon as he put it on the ground, the cat jumped up, grabbed the belt around his waist, climbed up his arm, and drilled into his sleeve.

"Is there something in your sleeve that attracts it?"

Fan Dazhi grabbed the kitten, held it in his arms, and reminded He Andao.

He An took out all the things in his sleeve pocket, a grain of broken silver, two copper plates, and in addition, a few bamboo leaves wrapped in a handkerchief.

"Meow, meow......"

The little black cat called eagerly, looking at the inky bamboo leaves in the handkerchief with a pair of blue eyes, struggling to twist in Fan Dazhi's arms.

He An curiously picked up a bamboo leaf and put it on the tip of its nose.

"Meow" a bite, the little black cat can't wait to swallow it in its mouth, and it actually eats with relish.

Fan Dazhi watched it interestingly, and he also took a bamboo leaf, and the kitten ate it in three bites and two bites.

"This cat is funny, it actually eats bamboo leaves!"

Fan Dazhi fed it another piece of food, the little guy looked left and right after eating, jumped to the ground, actually ran to the corner of the wall and peed, shook the hair on his body, ran back with a smoke, stood at the feet of Fan Dazhi, stretched out two small paws, stood up, like a small person, to hug.

Seeing He An's surprised look, Fan Dazhi laughed, leaned over and hugged the cat in his arms, the little guy stretched his waist, curled up, and fell asleep in his arms.

Fan Dazhi and He An walked into Baomoxuan, there were not many customers in this store, and a man who looked like a guy was introducing the inkstone to a middle-aged couple.

On the shelves of the store, there are all kinds of pen, ink, paper, inkstone, four treasures of the study, as well as paperweights of different shapes, pen holders, pen holders, incense burners, bell pans and other things, and there is a faint smell of ink.

Seeing He An and the two come in, the person who was sitting at a table and cutting paper with a knife looked up, and recognized that these two people had been here in the morning, they were poor ghosts who couldn't afford to buy things, a trace of disdain flashed on his face, raised some fierce eyebrows, lowered his head and ignored it.

The shopkeeper wearing a satin robe and a goatee greeted him, looking at the two people and a cat in front of him, with the usual faint smile on his face.

He An explained his intention and wanted to borrow tools from the store to make a brush.

The shopkeeper's brows furrowed slightly, and when he heard that the two of them were students of Zhixing Academy, his brows furrowed, and his face was full of smiles, and he readily agreed.

What is Zhixing-in Temple? The bull's ears of the Chen Empire's education, how many scholars yearn for it? Among them, the students are even more dragons and phoenixes.

Although the young man in front of him was ordinary, he was handsome and handsome, and his gestures were extraordinary, and the shopkeeper did not dare to slack off, so he invited the two into the wing room behind the shelf, turned his head and said to the man who lowered his head to cut paper: "Guy who has no eyesight, don't hurry up and serve tea to the two sons!"

The wing room is not big, full of paper, inkstone, pen and ink and other goods, and there are two tables and chairs in the vacant place, on which there are two bundles of unopened bamboo pipes, pen heads, in addition to knives, scissors, hinges, silk threads, viscose and other tools, all available.

Putting the sleeping kitten in He An's arms, Fan Dazhi rolled up his sleeves, took out the collected cat and dog whiskers from his arms, put them in a bowl filled with alkaline water, skimmed and finished, and mixed together according to the proportion.

One of his fat hands was extremely nimble, and the messy hairs were gathered together by him, combed them carefully and neatly with a small comb, and then slowly trimmed the fit with small scissors, and began to apply viscose.

The shopkeeper at the door was secretly surprised, this little fat man was not good-looking, but the rhythm was very good, and each process was reasonably connected, which greatly made up for the defects of the slightly rusty technique.

Pen-making is a meticulous job, very test of hand-eye coordination, this little fat man every "point" is just right, even compared to the store for decades of the master is not much more reckless.

"The disciple of Zhixing Academy, it is really extraordinary, this little guy may be a master craftsman in the future!"

The shopkeeper squinted his eyes, stroked his goatee, and sighed to himself in his heart, the paper-cutting man came over with two cups of tea, walked into the side room and put them on the table, He An and Fan Dazhi hurriedly thanked him.

The man flashed out of the room, pursed his lips, and whispered to the shopkeeper standing at the door: "Uncle...... It's just two poor ghosts, how ...... so"

"You know the! Get out—"

The shopkeeper glared at him, interrupted him, and whispered impatiently, and when the unsightly man walked away, he looked into the room again, and was startled.

I saw that the little fat man had done a good job of the brush head, glued on a black bamboo branch, the bamboo branch was bright and shining with purple light, and at a glance it was an extraordinary product, this rare pen made of bamboo, it was definitely valuable, and it was priceless.