On the correct way for cats to attack their owners

"Xiaoqian, what story do you want to hear today?" An Ting was lying on the rose-colored sofa holding the kitten she just got. For the first time since she fell ill, she had a happy smile on her sick face.

"Meow meow meow~" Master, Xiaoqian don't listen to the story, master play with Xiaoqian, okay?

The kitten, which is less than one month old, clasps the collar of the little owner with its paws, always wanting to climb from the arms of the little owner to the shoulders. Its big and bright eyes are full of curiosity.Although he doesn't know what his mother's words mean, but his brother said that the master is a person who treats him very well, who can coax him to sleep, play with him, scratch his belly, and most importantly Give him delicious fish crackers. In short, there is no better existence in the world than the master.

My mother said that the task of being a good child is to eat enough every day, run to the grass to chase butterflies, catch dogs' tails, and bask in the warm sun until night falls.

And my brother said that the task of being a good cat is to accompany the little master every day. When the little master is sad, he has to show his cuteness to the little master. When the little master is happy, he has to make the little master happier. The master went to the grass to chase butterflies, flap the dog's tail, and bask in the warm sun, so that the little master would never be bored.

"Xiaoqian, can I tell you a story about the cat sister and the cat brother?" An Ting indulged in letting the cat toss, watching the little milk cat kicking on its short legs and one of them couldn't climb up the shoulders, and the hands were still on the ground. Gently supporting him on his shoulders, he opened the book on his lap, the smile on the corner of his mouth became even brighter, she liked the stories in this book very much, and I believe Xiaoqian would like it too.

I can't understand what the little master is saying, but the little master looks very happy, meow meow, if the little master is happy, then Xiaoqian is also very happy.

An Qian lay on the little master's shoulders, her small face wrinkled habitually, her ears puffed up, and her pink mouth formed a triangle shape, spitting out small bubbles, staring curiously at the colorful book in the little master's hand. He stretched his head to look at the book, and then rolled down accidentally, with his belly up, his limbs splayed, and he fell dazedly on the open book.

"Hehe, Xiaoqian is not good." With a seemingly reproachful tone and a deep smile, An Ting put the little milk cat on her knees, picked up the book, and read softly, "Okay, be good Listen to the story, and we'll go to sleep after listening to the story."

"In one place, there is a kitten named Brother Cat. Well, Brother Cat is not as good-looking as Xiaoqian." An Ting pointed to a cute cat in a fairy tale book, whose black pupils almost occupied the entire eye socket and said.Staring at the cat, An Qian felt a chill down his back, and shook his body. With his rough nerves, he put the momentary uneasiness behind him, obediently licking the little master's hand on the page.

"One day, Brother Cat's older sister, Sister Cat, was seriously ill, and her soul was being taken away by the god of death. Brother Cat found out and fought desperately with God of Death to get back Sister Cat's soul, but only got half of it back after all the hard work. The dead came back to life, but the cat sister who opened her eyes became stupid. Seeing that the sister became stupid, the cat brother was very disappointed. Under the entrustment of his mother, he took his sister to the market to buy tofu. At this time, the cat brother suddenly Thinking of something, I dragged my sister to find a red flower, the red flower that cat sister likes most, the two of them kept looking for it..." An Ting's finger stopped on a small red flower on the book.

An Qian raised his head and listened suspiciously to the little master repeating the words "keep looking for", repeating all the time, like the butterflies that Xia Tian likes to rest on the tip of his nose, repeating forever.

"Meow meow~" Master, what's wrong with you?

An Qian anxiously scratched the little master's hand with his paws, and licked the little master's finger on the red flower with his warm tongue. Wasn't he very happy just now? Why is he suddenly unhappy? Don't be sad, Xiaoqian will play with you Is the game good? Chasing little butterflies is fun.

An Ting, who came back to her senses, smiled peacefully, rubbed An Qian's little ears, and continued, "Xiao Qian, do you think brother cat will find the red flower that hides the other half of sister cat's soul?"

"Meow?" The little milk cat, who still can't understand human language, tilted its head and looked at its owner blankly, and let out a puzzling cry.

"Yes, Brother Cat found the red flower, and the older sister who was holding the little flower returned to her original appearance. The two returned home happily, and Sister Cat bought delicious food for Brother Cat." An Ting Thinking that the call with a bewildered ending sounded like An Qian was saying "Did you find Meow?", he smiled happily.

"Meow meow meow~" Isn't that great?

An Qian, who half understood and half understood, tried hard to distinguish what the little master said, although he still couldn't understand, but the little master was very happy.

"Yes, very good." An Ting looked at An Qian, with emotions in her eyes that An Qian couldn't understand. The emotions were crazy, just like the black eyes of the third brother, which could swallow everything. Disappeared.

An Ting let out a breath, put the book aside, picked up the little milk cat and said, "Xiaoqian, we are going to sleep."

An Qian felt that she had a very long dream, dreaming of her little master telling herself a story.

"Little master~" blurted out in a coquettish tone, An Qian woke up in a jerk, pulled the wound on his body and took a breath, then recovered and rubbed his head in regret, the little master is not here, he How could you dream of the little master?Also, where is this place?

Looking around blankly, he saw that he was in a cave, which could accommodate five of them. It could be seen that the cave was dug out not long ago, and it should be dug out by a huge unknown creature with its claws. It takes a lot of strength to dig a hole in the stone.

The workmanship was a bit rushed, but the stone walls in the cave were clean and smooth, without any harsh stones.He remembered that he was being chased by a group of zombies, and then he ran and ran, and fainted due to excessive blood loss. Before he fainted... he seemed to see a creature rush out and pick him up and run towards the jade carving forest.

Wait, creature!

An Qian's heart tightened, and he quickly checked the cat fox in his blood, and found that the cat fox was lying on a blood-colored soul power, breathing smoothly, but he couldn't wake it up no matter what. After checking it, he found that it was just sleeping. In my heart, I guess he lost too much blood due to his own injury, so he couldn't provide nourishment to the blood shadow spirit, and the blood shadow spirit took him for another night and dug a hole before he fell into a deep sleep.

He had already determined that it was Maohu who rescued him last night, and ignored the problem that what he saw was a black shadow instead of a blood shadow.

Moreover, Anqian found that she couldn't transform into a human being. She was surprised for a while, and felt that it should be a good thing that she couldn't become a human now, so she felt relieved and began to treat the wounds on her body. Although she couldn't transform into a human, there was still room for storage bags and collars. Can use.

Due to the intrusion of the gray gas, the soul power of Anqian's control image fell from the fourth floor to the third floor and has a tendency to fall to the second floor of the image. The recovery is hindered by the gray gas, so don't think about the wound unless the gray gas is eliminated.

There are only two ways, one is to use one's own soul power to eliminate the gray energy, and the other is to use external objects to eliminate it. With Anqian's current appearance, the first is no need to think about it. The claws were stained with powder and smeared on the wound, and the originally bright red flesh was instantly corroded, and the flesh was swallowed by gray air.

There is a saying in medical books that there is no distinction between poisonous herbs and good herbs in the world. The same is true for elixir. The key is what you use it on. If you use it in the wrong way, good medicine will also become poison.

Although the spirit-swallowing pill has a corrosive effect, taking an appropriate amount can eliminate the dead flesh. The dagger coated with the powder of the swallowing pill can pierce the gray gas, so it is also possible to eliminate the gray gas.

Taking advantage of the Spirit Swallowing Pill to corrode the gray energy on the wound, An Qian's pitifully inactive soul power managed to heal the wound, but the surface was healed, and the internal injury of the body needed to be cultivated slowly.

Others may not be able to eliminate the gray qi raging in the blood, but An Qian's natural ability to corrode and devour can slowly eat them away, but it will take a long time.

After running a few rounds of soul power, swallowing some pills to restore the injury, and vomiting a few mouthfuls of blood, Anqian felt that he had regained some strength and could barely walk. Although this cave is good, it can be used to heal the injury and then leave after the injury is stable. But time is tight, so we can only stay for a few days, and check the surrounding environment first.

The exit of the cave was blocked by some branches and vines. An Qian pushed aside the branches and vines, only to find that it was raining outside. After the rain stopped, there was a fresh feeling in the woods. Taking a breath of fresh air, he felt better few.

As he expected, the cave was cut on a small rocky mountain, half a meter high from the ground, just enough to prevent the rain from entering. The rocky mountain is next to a mountain, and some naturally formed mountain paths can be seen on the mountain. The surrounding trees are lush and full of vitality. Having been to the Jade Carving Forest once, he would not think that this place is really beautiful, and there may be more dangerous unknown creatures hidden in the depths of the forest.

An Qian squinted his eyes and looked around, guessing that he is now located in the middle of the Jade Carving Forest, because it is marked that the Jade Carving Forest is divided into three parts. Wrap around and center.

Suddenly, the sound of "Xixisuosuo" came from the grass around him, and An Qian quickly put on a defensive posture, only to find that it was just a group of creatures the size of mice, with round heads and pointed bodies, and a round head connected to a Conical, with a tail connected to the tip of the cone, and a ball at the end of the tail.

Seeing the creature Anqian couldn't help but smile wryly. This is the agouti. It looks similar to a mouse but is different. This kind of agouti is several times stronger than a mouse, with sharp teeth. The moment it comes out, the prey's legs will be bound, and the moment it is entangled, the ball will grow countless sharp thorns to pierce the prey's legs and release a kind of anesthetic venom, making it impossible for the prey to escape. One or a few can be easily eliminated. But the round agouti is vengeful, and lives in groups. When there is one agouti, there will be a group around it.