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"cough cough ~~~"

The sound of coughing, accompanied by the sound of "rustling" on the ground full of fallen leaves, came from far and near in the night.

The bright moon shone through the gaps in the branches and leaves overhead, and the flowing water seemed to flow, passing the footsteps and coughing forward, illuminating the front of Ning Feng.

There, there is an inconspicuous dilapidated temple, as small as a small tiled house in a small mortal village, incense or anything does not need to be mentioned, that lonely smell, I don't know how many years no one has presided over it.

"It's so sad. ”

It was Ning Feng who came, he was holding a branch in his hand that he didn't know where to pick it up, and there were still blood stains on the corners of his mouth and chest, and he muttered.

Directly opposite him was the ruined temple, with its sculptures of Buddha or deity.

Ning Feng walked in step by step, and said to the statue as he walked: "I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about myself." ”

"Fortunately, a mouse is a mouse, and he is a good hand at making holes, and after all, he is too brave to be forced by my words, otherwise as long as he goes out and chases in, I can't run away. ”

Ning Feng walked to the offering table and sat down, feeling that the whole person was about to fall apart.

"It's so hanging. ”

He wiped a handful of cold sweat that had not stopped, and the small movement pulled the wound to the throat, and almost spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"No matter, so be it. ”

Ning Feng gave up the idea of using the broken wood, straw and other things in the broken temple to make a fire, and restrained the urge to fall asleep on the spot. Pose with five hearts facing the sky first, and silently use the Nine Dead Hearts Method. Enter the state of mind of nine deaths that never stops on a non-stop trek.

A moment later, ten times the sweat poured out, and his whole body breathed a sigh instead, and the sickly flush that had previously surfaced on his face faded.

After a while, a slight snoring sounded coming, and Ning Feng slept deeply, but the snoring was full of restraint and vigilance, as if he was waiting for a day. At any time, something unusual will erupt.

On Ning Feng's body in a deep sleep, the golden silk clothes glowed with a golden-red light from time to time, and the blood stains disappeared silently, and the warmth was like the heart and embrace of his daughter's family, wrapping him in it.

This night was like the moon in the sky, cold and quiet, and it seemed to be everywhere outside the mountains. A pair of eyes that are always vigilant, nervous and depressed.

The next day, at dawn, the morning light sprinkled on the ruined temple, stubbornly drilling through the roof, the portal, and the wall...... , all kinds of crevices. shone on Ning Feng in a sound dream.

"Yawn~"

Ning Feng rubbed his eyes, stretched his waist, pushed open the temple door and walked out.

The sun was so bright that he couldn't remember the scene in the mouse hole yesterday, and walked out yawning, and Ning Feng noticed that he was at the gate of the broken temple. There are several large water tanks.

Most of these large tanks are dilapidated and covered with moss. Last night, it looked like a few mounds of green grass, inconspicuous, casually ignoring the past.

"It seems to have rained heavily in the past two days. ”

Ning Feng saw that there was still more than half a tank of water in a relatively complete large water tank, and speculated that it was accumulated rainwater.

What makes people have to admire the wonder of nature is that in this water tank, there are still fish in zài, swimming back and forth, gurgling and bubbling.

Ning Feng subconsciously glanced at it a few more times, and realized that those fish were not small enough to stuff his teeth, so he looked away with interest.

Just because he's not interested doesn't mean that the other people don't have it.

As soon as Ning Feng turned his head, he saw a white light rushing out of the forest without hesitation.

The white light was close to the ground, and it was extremely fast, in Ning Feng's opinion, there was almost no distance from the ground, and it was brushed over, and then the white light jumped a few times and jumped on top of the water tank.

"Meow~"

A meow sound that was so immature that the whole body was soft in his ears came, Ning Feng's eyes were straight, and the one that turned into white light and jumped onto the water tank was a little milk cat with pink paws and a pink nose.

The little milk cat glanced at Ning Feng vigilantly, as if judging that the other party was not here to grab food, and then her eyes lit up, she meowed excitedly, and jumped into the water tank.

"It turned out that I came to fish. ”

Ning Feng smiled, and was about to walk around in all directions, thinking about how to deal with the situation in front of him by the way.

The rat is still eyeing it outside, and he can't tell when he will figure it out and pounce into the mountain.

As soon as Ning Feng took a step, another cry of "meow meow" came into his ears.

"Huh?"

He stopped suddenly, and clearly heard that the cry was different from before.

"Meow Meow~~Meow Meow~~~"

Its voice was panicked, its voice was terrible, accompanied by the sound of "fluttering and fluttering" water, and countless splashes were splashed from the water tank.

"It can't swim ......"

Ning Feng was speechless for a while, shook his head and smiled, and subconsciously walked back.

He looked down at the edge of the water tank, only to see that the little milk cat really couldn't swim, and kept splashing in the water, choking on a mouthful of water every time, and his little belly bulged.

“...... No way. Ning Feng felt that this little milk cat was too funny, obviously screaming miserably, and was about to be drowned in the water tank every minute, this little milk cat was still holding on to a small fish.

"You have to eat the rhythm of death, snacks. ”

Ning Feng showed a soft smile in his eyes, reached into the water tank, pulled the soft meat on the neck of the little milk cat, and slipped it up.

What does the soup chicken look like, what does the little milk cat look like now. The original fluffy and beautiful fur is attached to the body, as if the whole cat has lost weight, and it looks extremely sad.

That's it, it still holds the little fish with four paws, and it doesn't slack at all.

When Ning Feng put it on the ground, the little milk cat's only remaining consciousness seemed to tell it that the fish would not be able to run away from the water, so he relieved himself to release his claws, and then lay on the ground in a large shape, spitting out water in one mouthful.

Every now and then he sneezes, pitifully looking.

"Hahaha~~~"

I don't know why, Ning Feng felt in a good mood when he saw this dead little milk cat, and even forgot about the threat of the heavenly rats outside, and even squatted down with great interest and gently pressed it on its stomach with one hand.

After a while, the soil next to the kitten's head was wet, and God knows how much water it choked on its stomach at that time.

"Meow~"

As soon as the water was gone, the little milk cat immediately became alive, barked gratefully at Ning Feng, and then a tiger pounced on the fish that was powerless to struggle after leaving the water.

The next moment, the little milk cat struggled to hold the fish with its two paws, and the last two paws stood up, not as if it was holding it with its mouth, and swaggered into the forest from under Ning Feng's nose.

"Interesting. ”

Ning Feng relaxed, shook his head, and simply gave up the idea of going to the forest to eat, and turned around and went back to the temple.

Returning to the offering table and sitting cross-legged, he took out one of the pills that were rewarded for this time, rummaged for a while, and sure enough, he found the Bigu Dan.

"The big rat is still eyeing it, so I'd better keep it moving. ”

"I'm completely healed from my injuries, and I can't leave here until I have at least one fight. ”

Ning Feng made up his mind, no longer hesitated, tilted his head and swallowed the Bigu Pill in one gulp, and began a new round of cultivation of the Nine Dead Heart Method.

The Sun Law can't be practiced at this time, otherwise it would be the result of attracting the Heavenly Rat, and besides, what he needs now is to recover from his injuries, not to cultivate his deeds.

In the blink of an eye, another day passed.

Another morning arrived.

Ning Feng's face was a little more bloody, and he pushed open the broken temple and opened it, and what caught his eye was something that made him cry and laugh......

"What does that mean?"

Ning Feng squatted down, and after a close look, he was extremely sure that his eyes did not deceive him, and there were three small sparrows neatly placed in front of the broken temple door.

He looked past the sparrow and looked at the moss-covered and mottled steps of the ruined temple, lest others not see the little milk cat walking back and forth with its chest held high.

Ning Feng realized, pointed to the sparrow, and then pointed to the little milk cat, and asked, "What are you...... You want to give it to me?"

The little milk cat seemed to really understand, walked over gracefully, walked in front of Ning Feng, stretched out her fleshy pink paws and nodded at the sparrow, nodded again, and then raised her head as if she had dislocated.

Looking at this little milk cat, Ning Feng couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, its expression was clearly arrogant and proud, every gesture, every action was full of eight words:

"Meow is very generous, don't be polite. ”