Who Moved My Golden Claw [Entertainment Circle]

"Ouch——" Zhu Xin resisted the nausea of ​​wanting to vomit, and held a mouse's corpse under his paws. This thing dared to haunt his temporary residence, and saw that there were rotten vegetables on the mouse's body. Zhu Xin was even more disgusted by the dregs of the leaves.

The old Taoist has left, and Zhu Xin has also started to live a life of wandering alone with a cat.

A stray cat sounds like a different kind of feeling, but in fact life is very hard.Although it took him a year to adapt to the body of a cat, and he has some cat-like conditioned reflexes, but he has been a human being for nearly 30 years, but he has only been a cat for a year, and his proficiency is always insufficient. .Especially in the high-altitude balance flight problem jumping from one roof to another, he has fallen many times.Therefore, in the mastery of spells, he is the most proficient in using healing spells.

However, various discomforts followed.In order to avoid the cold wind or heavy rain, Zhu Xin always finds a temporary residence, sometimes it is a small bush next to the dog hole, sometimes it is in a dry well full of fallen leaves, sometimes it is a corner of a dead end in a street, the best place is He was able to hide in the pile of dry wood when people didn't close the door of the woodshed.

The problem of sleeping is still a trivial matter. What Zhu Xin is most unaccustomed to is what to eat.Basically don't think about cooked food, he can't grab the leftovers in the shop from beggars.As for the food that was mixed and dropped, forgive him for still having a noble stomach, and really can't swallow things mixed with various strange flavors, which are already out of the category of food.

So for Zhu Xin, the second best thing to use is Lightning Strike and Fire. The former can help him hunt down birds, while the latter can barely help him cook the food.

When he was a human being before, what Zhu Xin ate was not delicacies from mountains and seas. Sophisticated cooking techniques were just like that. Cook the food well. If Xin wants to eat, the old man can catch it.Because the ingredients are good, the taste is naturally delicious.

But now!

Zhu Xin threw the mouse body out with some disappointment, sat down on the ground, looked up at the sky and sighed, the cruelest thing in the world is the twilight of a beauty, the end of a hero, and starvation.He didn't care how scary it was for a cat to pose like a human, so he let out a long sigh.

In the past two days, the people in Jiading City said that the emperor of the capital had hanged himself a year ago, and the Ming Dynasty was over. He didn't know if his wish to go to the palace to eat roast chicken would come true.The group of Manchus who have invaded the Central Plains now, do they eat roast chicken?Or will they eat roast whole lamb?

For Zhu Xin, this wish is a bit far away.Now that he has been self-reliant for a day, the richest meal is to chop down a sparrow with lightning strikes, and then use its not-so-flexible claws to clean it up, grasp the level of flame technique, and roast the sparrow.What is worthy of praise is that Zhu Xin's fire technique has gradually been able to make the sparrow tender inside and out.At this time, with a handful of freshly picked wild vegetables in the morning, it can be regarded as a proper combination of meat and vegetables, and then drink two sips of morning dew, and you will be full for the day.

"Silly cat, are you still there?" A boy interrupted Zhu Xin's aftertaste.

It's night now, Zhu Xin doesn't know what time it is, but the moon has already risen in the sky, Zhu Xin is currently living in the woodshed of a big family, and the young master of this family is talking to him.

The young master looks eleven or twelve years old, but he has already matured, his face is like ice, and he is rarely seen smiling.When Zhu Xin was discovered by him in the firewood room, he was prepared to flee immediately if he was ordered to kill the cat. Zhu Xin pretended to be panicked and fell off the woodpile. Escape, this trick has already deceived many people.

However, Zhu Xin did not expect that the ice cube boy would laugh when he saw himself falling from the woodpile, and named himself "silly cat". After that, Zhu Xin had a relatively comfortable life. Will find time to give him snacks.

However, Zhu Xin has a long-term mind. He has not yet cultivated a body that is invulnerable to all poisons, so he put all these pastries in a storage bag.He wouldn't tell anyone where a cat would keep a priceless space storage bag.

It's summer now, and Zhu Xin doesn't like the weather where the sun sometimes shines outside, and sometimes it rains heavily. He decided to stay here until autumn, and then set off for the next place.

In this way, the young master also sent cakes to Zhu Xinlai for a month.Every day, Zhu Xin listened to the young master talk about his troubles, which made Zhu Xin know that the situation outside was not good.

The young master came a little late today, Zhu Xin raised his eyelids, and meowed at him, 【Child, you should go to bed earlier, if you don't sleep, you will become a dwarf. 】

The young master, who was cursed to become a dwarf, put the pastry on Zhu Xin's special plate, which was a plate with a broken corner.Today the young master brought a bit too much, usually only one piece for him, but today he brought three pieces. "Silly cat, you won't have your share tomorrow. Those Tartars are about to break the city, and we are probably going to die soon. After eating these, you should be able to survive the hunger for a day or two, so you should escape early." Right. Those Tartars should not care about whether a cat lives or dies."

Zhu Xin's movement of touching the pastry with his front paws was half a beat slow. He knew that the outside was already in chaos, and it was only a matter of time before the city was broken, but it was also faster. Has it reached this point?Jiading City can't hold it anymore?

Zhu Xin passed many places along the way, so he naturally knew the brutality of the Tartars.Butcher.Things like this happen from time to time, and what they want to kill is not only the living body, but also the spiritual beliefs of people.Perhaps, in their eyes, the Han people are not considered human beings.

The old Taoist said that this kind of dynasty change is cruel.Killings also happened in the last years of the Song Dynasty.When the Mongolian army entered the Central Plains, there were corpses everywhere, and they would trip over a corpse without knowing when they were walking on the road. 'Three golds, you have to remember that the cruelty of monks is far less than that of ordinary people, so they can become the masters of this world.People who are not of my race have different hearts, although there are exceptions, but you must be careful. '

In the eyes of the Tartars, the Han people are not our race.

The young master was still saying, "Some people have escaped these days, and it is rumored outside that they keep their hair but not their hair, but if we can't even keep our hair, is it really meaningful for us to keep our hair? If people only want to live Is there any point in living? The emperor guards the gate of the country, the king dies, the emperor dies, and it will be our turn."

The young master said that he wanted to touch Zhu Xin, but Zhu Xin turned his head away and didn't let him touch it. He was not used to being touched by unfamiliar people.The young master's hand was empty, and he just smiled, "You don't understand what I'm saying, eat quickly, and leave when you're done, I'm afraid they won't let even a cat go."

The young master stood up after speaking.The dim moonlight shone into the woodshed, and Zhu Xin pulled the three pastries into the storage bag. He looked up at the young master's back, always feeling that such a back would merge with the moonlight.

What Zhu Xin was taught by the old Tao was the art of heaven, and he didn't have much touch on the struggle of human beings.The succession of dynasties, the rise and fall are the sufferings of the people.The old Taoist said that it is because everything is suffering that one must practice against the sky.But keeping your hair but not your head is really a cruel policy.

Zhu Xin couldn't empathize with the grief and indignation in the young master's heart, but if he shaved off all the fur of his cat, he would definitely not agree to it!

For this reason, he doesn't like tartars.

However, he is just a little cat demon, and he has not even obtained the qualification to enter Zhongnan Mountain.The lightning strike he knows can only kill a sparrow, not even an eagle.At this moment, Zhu Xin finally had some delusional thoughts in his heart. He really hoped that he was a big monster, like a big monster like Nine-Tailed Fox who could change dynasties, or a big monster like Qiongqi who could eat people. Can make the enemy retreat.

Unfortunately, he is not.In this world, I don't know if there are such monsters.The old Taoist said that even if there were, they would not help ordinary people anymore. Why?

Zhu Xin didn't understand. He found that there were a lot of things he didn't understand today.