Zheng Qing didn't feel strange when he heard the little mouse refuse to take them as guests—this was the normal reaction of a mouse when faced with a cat and a wizard combination.

If the little mouse did not say a word, and happily took them to the mouse hole, the young public student would murmur in his heart, and speculate on the mouse's intentions with the worst malice.

Shaking his ears, the corners of the black cat's mouth pulled up slightly, and he squeezed out a tolerant smile: "It doesn't matter, it's okay." I can't go this time, and I will go again next time I have the chance. Once born, second ripe, a lot of contacts, everyone will be familiar...... If you are not comfortable taking us to your house, you can come to our dormitory. ”

"Our dormitory is on the big mountain dormitory behind Linzhong Lake, you know, it's the big lake next to the grove where we stayed before...... Oh yes, I almost forgot ......"

As he spoke, the black cat raised his paw and motioned to the big cat guarding the little mouse to loosen its mouth and let the mouse go.

"Meow!" the big cat squealed lowly, and obediently opened its mouth to bite the little mouse's collar. The little mouse that was originally hanging in mid-air lost its support, and under the action of gravity, it fell into the mud with a thud, and fell on its back.

It didn't grow wings, it didn't flick its tail as a propeller, and it didn't recite a spell to float - the black cat squinted at the little mouse that landed on the ground, measured its reaction, and judged in his heart what abilities it possessed.

So far, apart from wearing clothes and talking to people, and a little brain, he has not found any more outstanding performance of this little mouse.

"What a faux pas...... The cats below are not sensible and are causing you trouble. The smile on the black cat's face became kinder: "First time we met, please advise, I am Andrew Taylor of the First University Jiuyou College, and these classmates next to me are classmates from the same hunting team." ”

The black cat's tail hooked, swinging from side to side, the tip of the tail passing in front of several of its companions.

"Andrew?!" Lin Guo's slightly surprised voice stopped abruptly as soon as it sounded. Fat Xin's eyes were quick, he grabbed a petal of orange he had just peeled, and stuffed it into the little witch's mouth, blocking back the sound behind him.

"Quiet!" Blue Tinch reached out and gently patted Lin Guo's shoulder, and whispered.

The little wizard was just a little young and inexperienced, and he wasn't stupid—on the contrary, as the youngest student to enter First University in decades, he had a very high IQ—and in the blink of an eye, he realized why the black cat was talking nonsense, and obediently closed his mouth and continued to suck the sweet and sour orange juice in his mouth.

"Hell, big cat!" the little mouse got up from the ground with a curse, patted the dust on his body, and then straightened his beard for a long time, and politely gave the black cat a greeting salute: "Let me make you smile, noble cat leader." You can call me 'Dingdong Ears'. ”

The corners of the black cat's mouth twitched, and he didn't know whether to complain about the little mouse calling him an earthy 'cat leader', or whether to complain about the little mouse's 'name' - to be reasonable, although the name he told the little mouse was fake, at least it was a name. There are surnames, formats, and standards, and the names of allusions can be found in the Oxford Dictionary.

And the little mouse's self-proclaimed 'Ding Dong Ears' doesn't look like a real name from any point of view.

"Ding-dong ears, huh. The black cat repeated the name of the little mouse with difficulty, and laughed dryly: "Very interesting name, rare...... Do you have the last name Dingdong, or do you have the ear?"

"What's your last name?" the little mouse gave the black cat a strange look: "Everyone else calls me 'Ding Dong Ear'...... Isn't that my name?"

Why would someone else give you such a weird name!

The black cat roared in his heart, took a deep breath, and a whole bunch of concepts and nouns came to his mind—such as the concepts of paternity, blood, family, etc.—and he was going to talk to the little mouse. But the thought that he was dealing with nothing more than a mouse made me feel bored.

After a moment of silence, Zheng Qing finally decided not to dwell on this issue anymore.

The black cat tilted its head and glanced at the fat man next to him.

The fat man immediately woke up, took out a small packet of squid shreds from his watch, and stuffed it under the nose of the little mouse: "Oh, the first time we met, it was not a respect...... I just scared you, this is my apology. ”

The little mouse's nose twitched, his eyes widened suddenly, and his two little paws stretched out involuntarily, and while taking the small bag in the fat man's hand, he also pushed: "How embarrassing is this, so embarrassing...... In fact, everyone was wrong just now, but I will forgive you if I have a good ear and a good heart. ”

While muttering something that he didn't know, he tore open the mouth of the bag, pulled out a golden shredded squid from it, stuffed it into his mouth three or two times, and chewed it with a look of enjoyment.

The fat man rolled his eyes, trying to stifle the humming in his throat.

Seeing that the atmosphere of the chat became more and more lively, the black cat finally began to ask some more sensitive questions: "You said before that you came out of the house to find spiritual mice...... How can I be 'brought back' by my subordinates?"

As he spoke, he pointed to the forest cat not far away.

Because there was no need to lead the way, the forest cat was lazily lying under a large tree, enjoying the pleasure of several other cats licking its fur. Suddenly, the black cat raised its paws at it, and suddenly a spirit jumped up and wagged its tail flatteringly.

The little mouse chewed on the shredded squid, glanced at the big cat with its tail wagging, and muttered, "Because the ancestors said that if we meet a cat outside, don't run around, we must learn to play dead...... School cats don't eat dead bodies. ”

"I was following a litter of big mice, and they had a few small mice that they had not long ago that looked very spiritual, so I blocked their holes and planned to ask for a few to bring back. Then at the entrance of the cave, I met your big cat. ”

"I was very regular, and when I saw a cat blocked in the back, I immediately lay down on the corpse. ”

"As a result, your cat's subordinates are not careful...... I lay there stiff, and he took me back. ”

Speaking of this, Ding Dong sighed with emotion, shook his head, and then nodded, raised his little paws, touched his beard, and added: "Then again, you are not as fierce as written in the book......

Several wizards looked at each other, their expressions a little subtle.

"You still read?" The fat man finally couldn't help it, and asked in a rough voice: "What books do you read? Where did you get the books? Who taught you to read......? Do rats like you read books?"