How to Feed a Main Character [Transmigration Book]

On this day, Xiao Zibai set foot on the way home at sunset as usual.Tuanzi would rush home every time when it was getting dark, and he went back at this time, just in time to make dinner before Tuanzi arrived home.

It's dinner, but it's actually just some fruits picked yesterday and pickled dried meat. The dining table in their house is obviously not rich enough.A few days ago, he found a small piece of wild vegetable in the woods. Maybe he can make it in two days and try to see if the dumplings are good.

Xiao Zibai silently calculated when those wild vegetables would be ripe, slowly washing the fruits in his hands, and placing them on the plate one by one, he carefully turned the fruits so that they would put the most beautiful ones on the plate. That face is exposed.

After washing a plate of fruit, Tang Lin hasn't come back yet.Xiao Zibai was a little worried, he looked at the sky with his head, saw that the twilight had filled the sky, he couldn't help but frowned slightly, thinking: "Why isn't Tuanzi home yet?"

Although somewhat uneasy in his heart, Xiao Zibai still didn't think much about it—maybe because he subconsciously didn't want to think about those bad things.He pursed his lips, put down the plate of fruit, and took out a small knife to cut the jerky. This knife was the one Tang Lin gave him back then, and there was still the knife on the handle that he secretly exchanged with Tang Lin. Small balls of down from the feathers shed during feathering.

Xiao Zibai arched his body, and cut the hard dried meat with his wrists. Following his movements, the ball of hair hanging on the handle of the knife shook naturally, and the soft fluff rubbed against his wrist from time to time. superior.

After being rubbed several times, Xiao Zibai gradually became upset.He pushed the jerky away violently, and walked to the door to look at the sky again. He was unwilling to find that the sky was getting darker and darker, and a few stars could already be seen in the distant sky.

It was getting late, but Tang Lin still didn't come back.

In the past two years, no matter how far away from home, Tang Lin would always arrive home on time when it was dark.Xiao Zibai glanced at the hut where they had lived for two years, and suddenly felt that the whole room was eerily quiet.

Wait a little longer, maybe the dumpling got stuck on something.Thinking about it, Xiao Zibai sat down slowly, forcibly suppressed the uneasiness surging in his heart, and played with a washed fruit absently. When he came back to his senses, a good fruit had been taken He pinches all over the mark.

The sky outside the window was completely dark, Xiao Zibai couldn't wait any longer.He stood up abruptly, forgot to close the door, and just rushed straight into the vast night!in color.

He wanted to find Tuanzi, even though he didn't know where Tang Lin went.He looked around aimlessly, calling Tuanzi's name over and over again. The night was getting darker and darker, and he completely forgot to bring a torch when he went out. At this time, he could hardly see the road under his feet.Stumbling and walking in the dense forest full of shadows, Xiao Zibai reluctantly realized that it was completely futile for him to search like this, but it was even more impossible for him to do nothing.

After thinking for a while, Xiao Zibai turned his gaze to the slightly lit Xiaojia Village not far away.

He weighed the purse beside him, and the purse rattled in his hand: there was some money Tang Lin got in exchange for the prey he caught. Should be enough.

Xiao Zibai looked at the purse in his hand and hesitated a little: he didn't want to go back to Xiaojia Village, the air in that village was freezing cold to him.But he didn't know where the other villages were. If he wanted to hire someone to find Tuanzi, Xiaojia Village was undoubtedly the only choice.Thinking of Tang Lin who was still alive and dead at this moment, he walked back and forth a few steps, finally gritted his teeth, brushed aside the grass and trees in front of him, and went straight to Xiaojia Village.

Duanzi, please wait for me.Xiao Zibai said secretly in his heart, he was tightly clutching the money bag in his hand, his eyes were as black as ink.

Tang Lin, who was unconscious on the bed, suddenly trembled.

The young man in black who was eating melon seeds had his eyelids half raised, and glanced at Tang Lin indifferently. Seeing that there was nothing unusual about him, he turned his gaze back, pouted his beautifully shaped lips, and spat out a few melon seeds with a "poof" skin.He chewed the melon seeds, raised his arms and rummaged through the melon seeds box, picked out the two biggest ones, and waved them towards the corner of the room: "Erhuang! Come! Eat melon seeds!"

The milk-yellow kitten nestled in the corner rolled its eyes at him, meowed childishly, and slapped the bed angrily with its soft paws.

The young man in Xuanyi's eyes turned twice on the kitten's milk teeth that had just emerged, and he was so happy that he threw the two melon seeds into his mouth, spat out the skin skillfully, and chewed the melon seeds while chewing. He gloated and said: "Erhuang, Erhuang, are you dumbfounded now? I asked you to add the shape-changing grass to Mihun San, and I haven't told him yet, did I make Kong Liu angry? Let you do it! How about it, now it's a shame Right? You deserve to be smaller!"

The custard kitten stared at him with wide eyes and bared its teeth.The boy in Xuanyi cheerfully stretched out his finger and flicked the small "Wang" character on the cat's forehead, flipping the defenseless little cat on its back.He enthusiastically pulled the kitten with an upturned belly into his arms, ignored the kitten's protests of waving its four paws, and began to rub the soft fur on the kitten's body with interest, and praised, "Tsk tsk, tsk tsk, Erhuang, your skin is usually so thick that my claws, which I have practiced for many years, can't pierce your skin. I thought you were born with that kind of skin. I never expected that your hair was quite soft when you were young. What?" He said, pinched the pads on the kitten's paws, then pinched the kitten's round face, and then said in amazement: "My God, your paws were soft when you were young! Even your paws are soft! The flesh is also soft!"

The little yellow cat covered its face in shame and indignation.

I don't know which nerve in the young man in Xuanyi is wrong, he suddenly held up the milk cat seriously, and said with a sad face: "God, Erhuang, what happened to you when you were growing up? You are such a soft and cute girl." Tuanzi, it turned into such a thick and thick appearance, really! Really!"

He couldn't continue, because the milky yellow kitten, which became angry from embarrassment, savagely clawed at the tip of his nose. Although the boy in black reacted quickly to dodge the swift blow, he was still cut off by the kitten's claw. Half a strand of forehead hair.

Staring blankly at the black hair slowly falling to the ground, the boy in black clothes suddenly let out a cry of pain, grabbed the milk cat with both hands and rolled it onto the ground, the next moment, the boy in black clothes disappeared, a black fur The seven-tailed fox appeared out of nowhere.The fox held down the little milk cat under him, lowered his voice and accused with red eyes: "Why did you touch my fur?! I provoked you, not my fur!"

The custard kitten yawned disdainfully, and the black fur fox was furious.

"Those who offend me will be punished even if they are small!" the fox said viciously. He bent down and wrestled and bit the creamy yellow kitten that was several times smaller than him on the spot.Although the fox is stronger and bigger in size, the custard kitten is extremely flexible and has strong claw skills, so it was evenly matched for a while.

At this moment, the door creaked and creaked softly, and the fox and the milk cat froze instantly.

Kong Liu, a man with white hair and white clothes, stood at the door, clapping his hands with a smile on his face: "Hit, keep hitting, why don't you hit?" Turned around a few times, staring intently at the few conspicuous yellow hairs on the black-fur fox.Seeing that the black fur fox quickly stretched out its paws to pat off the few hairs on his body, Kong Liu looked away in satisfaction and walked into the room step by step.

"A'Ning, Erhuang, do you still remember why you stayed in this room?"

Kong Liushi sat down on the right side of the bed. When he sat down, he skillfully flicked the tail of his robe, just like a peacock habitually wagging its own tail.

As he sat down, Erhuang quietly shrank to the left unconsciously, while Aning silently lay on his lap and began to blink his big watery eyes hard, showing an innocent look.Kong Liu's eyelids didn't move, and he didn't even look at them. He directly took out a cup of steaming tea from the air, blew on it slowly, took another sip, and lazily leaned against the pillow, and then took his time. He opened his mouth: "It seems that you still know how to be ashamed?"

He put the teacup on the low table next to him with no expression on his face, and made a crisp "Dang" sound. The yellow cat and the black fox all trembled following the sound, and a sneer appeared on Kong Liu's lips: "I I asked you to come, not to watch you fight!"

He pointed to Tang Lin who was unconscious next to him, and slammed the table, causing half a glass of tea to spill out: "Erhuang! You are a majestic thousand-year-old monster, the elder of Yaofeng of the Beast Controlling Sect, don't you know the properties of medicine?" ? Knowing that my junior has only been out of the shell for a few years, he actually added shape-changing grass to the ecstasy powder he wants to import!"

The custard kitten shrank behind the black fur fox without any imposing manner. The black fur fox turned its head and grinned at the little yellow cat with a mocking expression. The tip of its nose was almost close to touching the little yellow cat. s face.Kong Liu narrowed his eyes, immediately pointed the finger at him, and slapped the table hard again.

"And you! Xuan Ning! Where have you lived for 600 years?! You can't even speak a word? You clearly know that Erhuang added the shape-changing grass to Mihun San, and you actually went from head to toe The tail didn't say a word, just watched my junior faint! Did you forget to bring your brain when you transformed? I think you are not as smart as any wild fox in the forest!"

The little yellow cat hid behind the black fur fox's conspicuous seven tails, and stuck out its tongue at the fox's back calmly. Under Kong Liu's glaring eyes, the fox slowly covered its face with its paws. He still hasn't forgotten to hit the custard kitten hard on the head with his tail seemingly inadvertently.

Kong Liu saw the interaction between the two of them at a glance, and immediately became even more angry. He smashed the tabletop with a "slap", turned into a pure white peacock, screamed angrily, and caught the yellow cat. Beat up.

"A little bird whose shell has been broken for several years! Let him transform! Use transforming grass! If he can't get through the evil, I don't want you to look good!"

As soon as the white-feathered peacock's claws shone, black and yellow feathers flew around the room.

Tang Lin in front of the computer screen was slightly taken aback, looked up at the dark sky outside the window, and muttered, "Why do I seem to hear someone screaming?"

Glancing at the clock that was approaching two o'clock in the morning, he shook his head, brushed aside the weird thoughts, and continued to type on the keyboard of the notebook intently.

[Netizen: Tangtang Tangzi, commented: "The Sword of Cultivation to Destroy the World", scoring: 2, chapters reviewed: 25

The author's writing style is great o(〃'▽'〃)o!

Can I sneakily ask for a hookup?

Throw a landmine to the author fungus~ author fungus, work hard yo meow o(=·w·=)m~~~~】Tang Lin held the mouse and looked up and down the comments he wrote, and felt that there seemed to be some It looks a bit like a soft and cute loli.He thought for a while, and added a cute emoji to the sentence in the middle, and then moved the mouse to the small button of "Comment" in satisfaction.

With a little force on his index finger, he was about to press the left mouse button, but for some reason, he suddenly felt a strong sense of unwillingness.

"Why do I have to work so hard to pretend to be a loli to seduce the author more?" Tang Lin suddenly had this thought in his heart: "Anyway, this book is destined to be unfinished, and there will be more and less more." what relationship……

Wait, how do I know this book is going to end badly? "

Tang Lin frowned and switched the page, and refreshed the chapter table of "The Sword of Cultivation to Destroy the World" several times. He saw that the book was only a few dozen chapters. With thousands of chapters of urine, this book is obviously just the beginning.

"Could it be because this Lanwei Zhenren's poor quality before, so I unconsciously had this ominous premonition?" Tang Lin smacked his mouth in wonder, and after realizing what he had done, he wondered again He rubbed his chin gently: "Since when did I have the habit of smashing my mouth? Why can't I remember at all?"

He thought for a while, but couldn't come up with a reason. In the end, Tang Lin gave up thinking, and clicked the mouse to directly publish the comment he had edited for a long time—of course, he didn't forget to check the option to add mines.

After reading the updates on the bookshelf, and scanning a few new books, Tang Lin felt that the more he read, the less interested he was.He scrolled the mouse wheel in boredom, scrolling down the list of new books page by page, only feeling that the room was eerily quiet.

"Really, the more you live, the more hypocritical you become." Tang Lin laughed at himself: "Haven't you been here alone for so many years, why did you suddenly feel something wrong tonight?"

He smacked his mouth again, flipped through the list of new books, and found that he was not interested in any of them except "Cultivation of the True Sword" , fell down on the bed, twisted his body and wanted to sleep, but soon he realized something was wrong: "Since when did I like to sleep on my stomach? Haven't I always been used to lying on my side?"

Tang Lin sat up in confusion, and looked at the empty sheet on his right hand.

"...Also, why do I always feel that there should be another person sleeping on this bed?"