Green tea milk cat doesn't feel sorry for brother

"Master Mountain God..."

The crowd got out of the way, and an old man on crutches walked over tremblingly, his legs shook, he knelt down with a puff, kowtowed respectfully in the direction of Su Xiaojiu, and he was still muttering.

"Village chief..." Someone behind the old man called him, trying to help the village chief up, but the village chief threw off his hand and continued to bow down to Su Xiaojiu devoutly.

The village is superstitious, and when many people saw the village head giving such a big gift, they hurriedly followed him and knelt down.

Su Xiaojiu looked dumbfounded, looked at the respectful villagers, and then looked up at Yuan Liao with a serious face, the atmosphere was so good that even he himself believed it.

"Meow—" Su Xiaojiu called softly.

Yuan Liao hugged the cat back into his arms, raised his eyes coldly and said, "Master Mountain God is still in a bad mood. For those who don't kneel, do they still have doubts about the identity of Lord Mountain God?"

Su Xiaojiu just wanted to "meow" again, but quickly swallowed it.

Wrong, where is he unhappy?

Not knowing what the master wanted to do, Su Xiaojiu decided to shut up and cooperate obediently.

"You... who knows if you painted something on the cat's paws to scare those mice? I, I don't believe it anyway!"

A villager who was standing bite the bullet and asked loudly, and then hid behind others.

The people who knelt down with the wind also hesitated when they heard the words, especially those villagers who had bullied Su Xiaojiu, they secretly raised their heads to observe, and prayed repeatedly in their hearts, hoping that Su Xiaojiu was just an ordinary wild cat, not a mountain god.

Otherwise they will be miserable...

"Don't believe me?" Yuan Liao curled up his lips, as if laughing angrily, "Then let me ask you, are cats with nine tails and nine lives very common?"

All the villagers were startled and fell silent.

Indeed rare.

But they didn't think of this extremely thin cat as a mountain god, but as a monster and a disaster.

"You can go and find out, who are the people who were bitten by these rats, who were not bitten, and who are the people who bit the hardest."

Yuan Liao snorted coldly, turned around and left with the cat in his arms.

The villagers behind him looked at each other suspiciously, and the village chief sighed and waved his palm.

"Go check."

At nightfall, Su Xiaojiu had enough to eat and drink, and was carried to the bed by Yuan Liao, with his chubby cat belly stretched out on his lap.

Yuan Liao rubbed his slender fingers which were warmed up and slightly cold, and gently kneaded the cat's little ball.

The milk cat has sparse hair, and Su Xiaojiu is malnourished. His bulging white belly looks bald, and the cat purrs with gentle kneading and slow pinching.

"Mi..." Su Xiaojiu squinted her eyes and slit her face in enjoyment.

Who cares about the mountain gods or the villagers, it is the best life to be nestled in the arms of the warm owner.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk."

The wooden door was knocked carefully.

Su Xiaojiu's ears trembled, her pink nose moved, and suddenly she smelled a familiar unpleasant smell.

"Meow." Su Xiaojiu got up, ears pricked up vigilantly, huddled beside Yuan Liao and stared at the door.

Yuan Liao patted the kitten's head, indicating that it was okay, and said "Come in" loudly.

The door was gently pushed open, and there were more than one person, at least a dozen. Those who could not squeeze into the house stood in the yard and looked into the house on their feet. Careful and cautious.

Su Xiaojiu didn't say a word, and hid beside Yuan Liao with his tail blown out.

The people who came were all the people who bullied him the most.Some pulled the cat's tail down, some burned the fluff on the cat's head, and some broke the cat's hind legs...

Seeing these people, Su Xiaojiu couldn't help but feel scared.

With wide and warm palms around the cat's back and gently stroking, Su Xiaojiu managed to calm down a bit, and was obediently picked up by Yuan Liao and hid in his master's arms.

"Lord Mountain God...we were stupid before, can you please forgive us for not remembering the mistakes of villains?"

The leader's head and fingers were wrapped with coarse cloth, with a bitter face and a flattering tone, he raised the bamboo basket in his hand to show Yuan Liao and Su Xiaojiu to look, there were two lively river fish inside.

This afternoon, they went to the village to check again.

The households with the worst rat infestation were all those who had bullied the nine-tailed cat.

Those who usually give the cat food and take him to sleep, instead have a lot of fresh river fish and berries in their homes, which were transported in batches by mice.

There is no other explanation except for the ghosts.

The village chief led his clansmen to worship at the mountain temple that day, and took down the offerings, preparing to offer them directly to Su Xiaojiu tomorrow.

Those who came in a group tonight were all villagers with disturbed consciences who were afraid of Su Xiaojiu's revenge.

When someone started, other villagers rushed to offer their own food, red berries in the bushes, fish and shrimp in the lake, wheatgrass in the fields... almost all of them were Su Xiaojiu's favorite food.

Su Xiaojiu stared at the food eagerly, and swallowed.

The villagers waited in embarrassment for a long time, seeing the kitten nestled in Yuan Liao's arms and not speaking, Yuan Liao also had cold eyes and said nothing, so he had to speak again.

"Well, can you ask the mountain god to help me restore the two fingers that were bitten off by the mouse? How can I work in the land? There are also two holes in the roof of my house that were gnawed out. It will leak when it rains ..."

The person who spoke was Zhou Cun, with a mournful face and raised his right hand, which was wrapped in coarse cloth, which was stained with obvious blood color and herbal pulp green.

Most of the other villagers also meant the same thing, secretly looking up.

Yuan Liao squinted his eyes, his fingers slipped to the root of Su Xiaojiu's tail at some point, and his slightly rough fingertips gently stroked the broken root, making Su Xiaojiu feel numb all over, but he insisted on not moving, his tail tensed Gen pouted his butt towards Yuan Liao.

"Do you still remember that you tore off one of the mountain god's tails alive before? You also threw away the haystack where he slept."

Yuan Liao lowered his eyes and said lightly.

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Cun's expression changed.

He has indeed done these unconscionable things. At that time, because of a quarrel with his wife, he was furious after being kicked out of the house. When he saw the kitten chasing birds, he was angry that even the cat was happier than him, so he caught the cat. ,Then……

But he can guarantee that when doing these things, there is absolutely no second person to see.

It was really the cat who told Yuan Liao.

How can a cat talk?How is it possible to communicate with people?This nine-tailed cat is definitely a mountain god.

Zhou Cun was so frightened that he was covered in cold sweat, his legs were weak and trembling, and he knelt down with a plop, which shocked the other villagers around him.

"Lord Mountain God... I'm really sorry, I really didn't mean it, I'll give you all these things, please spare me..." Zhou Cun trembled and muttered for a long time, as if he was dazed.

Su Xiaojiu looked up at Yuan Liao helplessly.

The identity of the mountain god can be pretended, but they don't have the power to restore the severed finger... Su Xiaojiu is a little worried, if it is revealed, he won't be kicked out of the village, right?

"People always have to pay the price for everything they do, they can be forgiven, they can make up for their mistakes, but they must pay the same price." Yuan Liao said, "Since the mountain god is hurting, then you should keep it well, too. This is the price you paid for your disrespect to the gods in the past."

After he finished speaking, he issued an order to evict the guests, got up and pushed all the villagers out of the house unceremoniously.

Just as the door was about to close, Yuan Liao caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye and said "come out" in a deep voice.

There was a rustling sound, and Zhang Gao, the original owner of Su Xiaojiu, came out from the back of the house, carrying an oiled paper bag furtively, and looked around. Seeing that all the villagers had disappeared, he smiled flatteringly at Yuan Liao, held up Chicken-flavored oil paper package.

"My lord, I know that you are the one with real power, that kitten is just an excuse, isn't it?" He winked at Yuan Liao.

Yuan Liao squinted his eyes, too lazy to talk nonsense with this scumbag, he just kicked it up, and the oil paper bag fell to the ground.

"Get out." Yuan Liao scolded in a cold voice.

Zhang Gao fell to the ground with a few groans, and quickly crawled to pick up his roast chicken, but someone took it first, and he stared at Yuan Liao.

Yuan Liao shook the oiled paper bag in his hand, and gave Zhang Gao a sideways glance: "It's a tribute."

After he finished speaking, he even kicked and kicked Zhang Gao out of the yard. Zhang Gao was so scared by the gloomy and cold eyes of the man that he almost fucked up. back home.

Yuan Liao was about to turn around and enter the room when he heard a sweet meow coming from behind him.

"Mimi—"

His heart trembled suddenly, and he suddenly remembered the scene of Su Xiaojiu, who looked like a teenager, nestling on the sofa before, waiting for him to go home and fall asleep. Excessive kitty.

"Meow meow!" Su Xiaojiu raised his chin and rubbed his head against Yuan Liao. He was extremely intimate, and for some reason seemed extremely happy.

It's like when he waited until he came back, dragged him to sleep, and didn't allow him to work overtime.

Yuan Liao's heart softened completely.

He walked in and threw the roast chicken on the table. Yuan Liao carried the cat into the bed, covered him with a quilt, and stroked the cat's head: "You go to bed first, and I'll be back after cleaning up."

The house was full of the things that the villagers just sent, and the roast chicken had to be properly handled and preserved. Tonight is probably a big project.

He turned to leave, but Su Xiaojiu anxiously "meowed" and bit his sleeve, Yuan Liao paused, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

Still so clingy and coquettish.

Yuan Liao squeezed the cat's head, and said softly, "Good boy, I'll be back as soon as possible."

"Mimimi!" Su Xiaojiu turned over and got up in a hurry.

The kitten jumped out of the bed with its tail cocked, jumped onto the wooden table, surrounded the roast chicken wrapped in oil paper with a face full of excitement, stretched out its paws, and Mimi's sweet and coquettish voice was exactly the same as before.

It was not at all to call Yuan Liao to rest.

But hungry.

Yuan Liao: "..."

Suddenly, I really want to beat this little greedy cat.

[The author has something to say]: Brother Yuan: After all, I still paid by mistake.

Don't worry, Brother Yuan, Mao Mao is so stupid that he can't see that you are ashamed.

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