[Rebirth] Soul Master Beast Pet

Since it was a soul beast that signed a contract, Rist knew that before he figured out a way to terminate the contract, he would be inseparable from this little fur ball.After staring helplessly at the little fur ball for a while, Rist put down the little fur ball and went out.

The little furball only felt that he was placed on the table again by that human being, and then heard the sound of the door opening and then closing.

what happened?That human went out?What are you doing out there?The little furball opened its eyes secretly, stared at the door for a while, but didn't see Rist coming back, thought for a while, turned around, jumped on the window sill, and looked out.

"Do you want to jump? This height should be quite exciting."

Suddenly thinking of Lister's voice next to him, the little furball was taken aback, and his first reaction was to close his eyes and mouth, and stand still on the windowsill, pretending to be dead.Just after finishing the step of pretending to be dead, the little hairball suddenly woke up.

He is the great Kleist, even if he returned to his childhood, he is still Kleist, afraid that someone will dry the wool?So he opened his eyes again, and looked at Riester sharply.

Rist was using the pulley on the edge of the cliff to lower the wooden barrel tied to the rope into the sea, and then was about to lift some water up, without noticing a series of movements of the little hairball at all.

The cliff is straight up and down, so Rist can see the situation on the sea when he stands on the top and probes.Seeing the bucket fall to the surface of the sea, Rist stood on the top of the cliff, holding the rope tied to the wooden bucket with one hand, mobilized part of the soul power in the palm of his hand, and shook his wrist violently.

I didn't see Rist making much movement, but the rope in Rist's hand shook out a big wave arc from top to bottom, driving the bucket below to shake, and water was naturally poured into the bucket.

On the first day of his arrival, Rist almost jumped off the cliff just to fetch water, but now he is able to use the pulley proficiently, which is really emotional.

"A whole body of vegetable soup, do you want to dry it naturally?"

Lifting the bucket up with a pulley, as soon as Rist turned around, he saw the little fur ball standing against the wind. The vegetable soup in several places on the hair had been dried, and the yellow little fur ball was about to turn into a poop-green hedgehog.

The little furball twisted his body, but his chubby body made him unable to see his appearance no matter how much he twisted. After a few twists, the little furball became irritable.

"Come here, let me wash you up." Rist returned to the house with a bucket in his hand, and poured some water into the tub he used to wash his face.

As soon as I heard that it was about to be washed, the little fur ball immediately jumped over, jumped into the water, but jumped out again in the next second.

"What the hell, it's so cold!"

"Why are there so many problems?" Rist was impatient, grabbed the little fur ball and pressed it into the water, kneading it with both hands.

cold!so cold!It hurts!Can you be gentle!breathe!I can't breathe!let me out!breathe……

Gulp...there are bubbles on the surface of the water.

"Dead?" Seeing this, Rist finally found his conscience and lifted the little fur ball out of the water.

"puff--"

Rist shrank his body vigilantly, dodging the small jet of water sprayed out by the little fur ball.

It's okay to take revenge on him?Rist grabbed a cloth towel, roughly dried the water off the fur ball, and threw the little fur ball onto the bed.

"Damn it! Can't you be more gentle? It looks like a person, why..."

"What? Don't you think I'm not human?" Before Xiao Fuqiu could finish thinking about the following lines, Rist narrowed his eyes and looked over.

"It's okay...it's okay..." After washing, the yellow hair of the little hairball became more fluffy, and even if it wanted to shrink its body, it was still a big round ball.

He is so pitiful that he wants to spend time with such rude humans... Woohoo... That contract was initiated for Mao!The validity period of the contract is also too unreliable!What can he do!

Originally, I was thinking that I would finally wake up from sleep, and after practicing for a period of time to gain enough energy to get out of my infancy, I would go out to avenge a small revenge, and then wander around freely. Why did I have to follow such a weak and stupid human What about the contract?That's the only contract that can't be canceled!And the validity period is so long!He is so pitiful!Why did he wake up at that time?He should wake up a few days later!This is really unlucky to go out without looking at the almanac after waking up!When he's past childhood, past childhood...

"Don't be so resentful, I'll know." Before turning over to bed and closing his eyes, Rist said darkly.

The little furball immediately stopped all thought activities, found a place on the bed, and closed his eyes to sleep.

In the early morning, sunlight squeezed in through the cracks of the dilapidated wooden house, bringing with it the strong wind that only exists at the top of the cliff.

On the simple plank bed in the dilapidated wooden house, the 23-year-old youth sleeps peacefully. On his smooth and fair handsome face...is there a pinch of yellow hair?

It will be a while before the time when Rist usually wakes up, but today, Rist will not be able to sleep at that time no matter what.

There are soft and furry things on the side of the face. The touch is not annoying. What is unbearable is that when the wind blows, the long and soft hair dances with the wind. Sweeping back and forth on his face.Rist was a light sleeper, and would wake up with a start if he felt something strange, so how could he sleep if he was constantly harassed like this?

Opening his eyes angrily, Rist glared angrily at the little fur ball next to his head.

When did the ball go to sleep on his pillow?Before he fell asleep, wasn't the ball still in his waist and abdomen?

Rist stared at the furball.

When the wind picked up and the yellow hair was blowing, Rist could see the little fur ball's tightly closed eyes and slightly open mouth. The eyelashes were long and the corners of the mouth were still drooling.When the wind stopped, the long yellow fur fell, and Rist could only see a fur ball.The wind rises, the wind stops, the wind rises again, the wind stops again.

Watching and watching, Rist suddenly laughed.Shaking his head, he turned over helplessly and got out of bed.

After washing up, Rist sat at the table and looked at the cabin.

This is his last morning here, wait a little longer, and he will leave here, and never come back again.

Three months of hard life was already the limit for him, a spoiled young master. Although he gained a lot of experience from it, Rist still preferred to live a carefree life, because people only need to worry about the trivial matters of survival. Only when you have the energy to pursue other things, such as strength, such as ideals.If you can't even survive, your strength and ideals can only be vain.

Rist sat like this for more than half an hour before there was a knock on the door.

"Uncle Adair." When he opened the door, Rist was slightly surprised. He didn't expect that Adair would come to pick him up at his door in person. He thought that at most he would just stay in the carriage below the hillside and wait for him.

The territory of the Bryan family is divided into many areas, each of which is designated by a number, and each of these areas actually includes more than a dozen large and small towns.

The place where Rist is now is the cliff closest to the ice sea in the third district, and the base camp of the third district is in Dika City, three days away from the cliff.

"Can I go?" Adair didn't intend to step into this dilapidated wooden house again, so he just stood outside the door and asked straight to the point.

"Well, that's fine." Risto nodded, turned around and went back into the room, picked up the little fur ball that was still sleeping soundly, and walked out again.

"No luggage?" Adair raised his eyebrows and looked at the only...uh...creature in Rist's hand?

"No. Doesn't Dika have everything that will be used? Or do I need to prepare it myself?" Rist tilted his head pretending to be puzzled.

"No need." Adair remained expressionless, "You don't have anything worth taking with you?" After all, this is the place where he lived with his parents, so he doesn't have any personal property or anything?

"No." Riester replied decisively.

"...Let's go then." Adair turned around and walked in front of Rist.

Is this child so decisive?There are not many people in this world who can decisively bid farewell to the past. Everyone is more or less bound by his past. Is this child determined to let go of the past?

In fact, it is not necessary to give up all of them.A person is made up of his past, present and future. None of these three parts can be separated, nor can any part be separated. If they are really separated, the person will no longer be complete.

What Rist gave up was only three months of poverty. For him, the past that could hold him back is not here. On this lonely cliff, in this dilapidated wooden house, there is nothing that belongs to him. Any part, the Rist that existed here is dead, so naturally there is nothing worth nostalgic here.

The fur ball held by Rist was quickly awakened by the shaking and turbulence. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the scene in front of him shaking, shaking, shaking, shaking, black lines.

Can this human being not have to carry it?When he was a child, his hair grew a little, but it was not used as a handle!

"Rist, stop shaking, I'm motion sick." The name of Rist was told to him last night when he was about to fall asleep.

"..." The corner of Rist's mouth twitched.

When he is a means of transportation?

"Then what do you want to do?"

"Hold, hold, carry, carry..."

With a flick of his hand, Rist threw the little fur ball out.

"Hey! You are too much!"

Rist didn't make any effort, so the little fur ball didn't fly very far. After landing, he shook the fur on his body, and then jumped up and down behind Rist, grinning.

Rist walked forward leisurely as if he didn't receive the roar of the little furball.

"Hey! Rist! Hey! Stop!" The little hairball jumped and rushed towards Rist.

Rist suddenly took a step to the left.

The little fur ball flew into the air and fell to the ground.

Rist kept walking, and then walked in front of the little furball.

The little furball shook its hair, glared at Rist angrily, and jumped again.

Rist took a step to the right.

The little fur ball flew into the air and fell to the ground.

Rist held back a smile and continued to walk forward.

"I don't believe I can't pounce on you!" The little fur ball became more and more frustrated, and pounced again.

Rist raised his eyebrows, and took another step to the side.

"Boom", the little hairball finally pounced, although the target was wrong.