Mr. Cat

Lu Danchuan's planting of osmanthus trees was completely whimsical.

The osmanthus tree in the ancestral house has been baptized for countless years. At that time, Louis was only ten years old. Lu Danchuan liked to have afternoon tea in the courtyard. During a chat, he casually mentioned some rumors about the osmanthus tree.

The Lu family in Guangdu is well-known in the local area. The first number one scholar was born thousands of years ago. Few people know about it. That number one scholar was almost uneducated.The rise of the Lu family was due to the fact that many famous families gradually declined during the century-old war. When they were in decline, the number one scholar seized the opportunity to grow and develop the Lu family.

Lu Tanchuan said that in the beginning, the number one scholar of the Lu family was poor and had no brains, but no books to read, paper and pens were more expensive than oil and food, and the poor disciples had food to eat, but he was so devastated that he couldn't open his mouth.

The father of the family gambled and ruined the family fortune, and the future champion was so poor that he could barely afford food, let alone buy paper and pen to study.For scholars, farmers, businessmen, business is the lowest. At that time, once you started business, you basically drew a clear line from your official career.With all goodness and filial piety as the first priority, the ancestors of the Lu family had no way to sever ties with their father, nor did they want to starve themselves to death, so they had no choice but to reluctantly give up their careers and start business to make money.

Fortunately, he met a kind man who gave him osmanthus twigs and books.There is also a saying that there is a saying about taking the imperial examination and passing the imperial examination.The ancestors were so grateful that they planted osmanthus twigs, studied hard, and eventually became a generation of famous ministers.

The osmanthus tree planted is the osmanthus tree in the ancestral house, and "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic" is one of the books given as a gift.Now with a flick of a finger, it has been thousands of years.

Thinking back, Louis stared at the canopy of the laurel tree rustling in the wind and thought, how could he forget these memories?

Louis Kaimeng was in Jiufeng Academy, and Lu Tanchuan planted osmanthus trees at the beginning, just to bring the blessing of osmanthus trees to the academy and bless more scholars.

"Nine Chapters of Arithmetic..." Lu Yi murmured, "That is a gift from Suga to the Lu family."

In other words, the good person is Sugata.The ancestral house and the osmanthus tree in front of us are closely related to Sugata.Now Guishu has become a demon, but he doesn't know where his real body is.He thought he had retrieved most of the memories of Suga, but only now did he realize that he still knew too little.

After returning home from school, Louis was tired both physically and mentally, so he fell asleep.Lu Wu turned into a white tiger and held him in his arms.Nestled in the warm embrace of the white tiger, Louis slept soundly this time.When he woke up, it was time to go.

He repeatedly checked whether there was anything left in the room, and after confirming that it was correct, he picked up the small suitcase, turned off the switch, and the gray civet cat picked it up and left the hut where he had lived for a long time.

On the plane, because he slept too much last night, he slept uncomfortably and was always half asleep and half awake.He never really fell asleep until the plane landed.After getting off the plane and picking up the luggage, Louis's steps were stilted, his forehead was pressed down, his head hurt and he couldn't get over it, probably because he had slept too much for too long.Lu Wu jumped onto his shoulder lightly, and asked him in a low voice, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay," Louis frowned slightly, "Go to the hotel to wash your face and rest for a while,"

When he got out of the airport, Louis was in a daze, and most of the planes were tourists traveling abroad during the holidays.On the way to the hotel, looking at the street scene through the car window, there are few pedestrians on the street with black hair and black eyes, with hair colors of different colors. Louis finally has a little sense of being in a foreign country.Lu Wu put his paws on the window sill, stood up, flicked his tail back and forth excitedly, and stared intently at the sweeping street scene, as if he was also very curious.

Louis hugged him with a muffled smile, and joked, "Mr. Cat, have you seen God?"

Lu Wu's snow-white beard trembled slightly. He put his paws on the back of Louis's hand, and meowed at Louis a few times. His voice was soft and soft, and his cat's eyes were round like amber. It was hard to tell whether he was being coquettish or angry.

"I don't know if I will see angels or demons." Lu Yi muttered, retracting his arms, and hugged Lu Wu tighter. The warm body of the raccoon cat greatly relieved his anxiety, allowing him to stay in a strange country. The uneasiness gradually disappeared.

Lu Yi rested his head on the raccoon cat's little head, and sighed comfortably: "I really want the dust to settle soon." Lu Wu's pointed cat ears turned around, and his paw pawed at his sleeve as if to comfort him.

The joy of meeting his father soon gave him little time to worry about the spring and autumn. Anyway, no matter how he thinks, it is impossible to solve everything in an instant. It is better to enjoy it and take one step at a time.

Although Victor is a Frenchman, or a French ghost, Louis has never set foot here.He has stayed in Guangdu for a hundred years, and may travel, but the time is very short. Perhaps others have not realized it, but his soul tells him that he has already traveled thousands of rivers and mountains.

After taking a rest in the hotel, Louis drew the map and prepared all the daily necessities. Then he hugged the raccoon cat and carried the leather case, and headed towards the town where Victor lived.

Victor lives in the foothills of the Southern Alps, in the southeast of France, close to the Mediterranean Sea, and the most famous town nearby is the town of Grasse.Because of his status as a vampire, Victor often lives alone and lives in deserted places for a long time. He is different from Louis, a half-baked guy. He is a real vampire who can only live on blood without any falsehood.

"Provence," Louis looked at the address that Victor had sent before, and couldn't help being happy, "It's a tourist attraction."

Grasse is the most prestigious capital of perfumes, too, Victor is making money from rose essential oil or perfume all day long, so how could he not have any channels.After sitting on the bus for more than an hour, Louis felt dizzy. To put it bluntly, he was a legendary vampire, but he got motion sickness.

After squatting on the same spot for a long time, Louis raised his spirits and looked at the small town in front of him. Grasse, Grasse, this small town is built along the mountain, and the humid sea breeze of the Mediterranean blows on this land. There are rows of colorful cottages, winding from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain. With a strong floral fragrance.

However, this is not Louis' destination, and it is still dozens of miles away from where Victor lives.Backed by the Alps and overlooking the azure Mediterranean Sea, Victor's little life is quite nourishing.

All he could see was the boundless flower fields, and in a trance Louis even thought he saw the vast rose fields in Guangdu.The stone watchtower belonging to the Middle Ages stands among the sea of ​​flowers, like a silent guard. After walking only a few meters, Louis found that he was almost lost in this intoxicating sea of ​​flowers.

Louis stepped up the steep stone steps and strolled in the streets and alleys of the town. There was a strong fragrance of flowers in his nostrils, and Lu Wu, who was on his shoulder, sneezed several times.

"Victor said he would come to pick us up." Louis glanced at the perfume in the window, "Mr. Cat, do you want to buy some perfume?"

Cihuamao refused with a bitter face: "Thank you, Bumin."

Louis laughed heartily: "You don't like the smell of flowers so much?" Glass's houses are mostly warm red or yellow. When he climbed up, he could see the blue Mediterranean Sea and gently rolling green hills. Floating, no amount of exhaustion will disappear invisible in the fragrance of flowers.

Cihuamao snorted softly: "What smells good? If you want flowers, wave your hand and you'll get a lot of them."

"But then there is no beauty that you can take care of yourself." At this time, the most beautiful roses in Grasse have not yet bloomed, and Louis looked at the large blooming flowers on the coast, "Mr. Cat, is there a God?"

"There are, but they are not omniscient and omnipotent gods," the raccoon cat licked its paws. "It's just a person who has realized the Tao. He has lived, but he has been turned into a pile of loess for many years."

The sea breeze was blowing, and Louis looked at the high clear sky in a trance: "Just like the Sakyamuni you said, enlightenment and inheritance."

One leaf, one world, the number of leaves on the building wood is unknown, and there are hundreds of millions of leaves at a glance.It is rooted in the Nine Netherlands, irrigated by the blood-red water, it stretches upwards, the tree crown grows to the Nine Heavens Tower, coexists with the gods, there are phoenixes perched in the gaps in the branches, and the wind from the void blows the leaves on the branches.

"Each leaf is a different world. The world is big or small. It may be the universe, or it may be just a round sky. People in the world are born in different soils, bred different cultures, speak different languages, and even have different abilities. They are all very different," Lu Wu said in a low voice, the wind blew his snow-white beard and eyebrows trembling, "this world is very wide, there are thousands of stars, and it is boundless, even in this leaf, you grow This civilization is just a drop in the ocean, let alone compared with the leaves on the whole tree."

"Sounds so depressing." Louie laughed.

"Some of the myths born in a land record the truth, and some are enlightened people who know the truth. After a long time, the inheritors who understand the truth also become myths." Lu Wu looked sideways, "I can I am really lucky to meet you in the world.”

Louis was silent for a moment, then leaned over and kissed Cihua Mao on the forehead: "This is also my luck."

When Victor arrived, Louis was sitting on the steps bored playing palm games with Lu Wu.It has to be said that Victor is an eye-catching presence no matter where he is, and Louis saw him at a glance.

"Little Louis!"

"Father, you are finally here," said Louis, who wandered on the street for a long time. He was already hungry, and urgently needed food to save him. The fragrance of flowers was fragrant, but unfortunately he couldn't satisfy his hunger. When he saw his father, he couldn't help crying. Stride down the long and steep steps, "Take me to dinner first!"

Lu Wu stepped on four legs, followed closely behind Louis, and quickly jumped down the steps.

Victor's heart was in his throat. Seeing his precious son running so fast, he quickly stepped forward and held down his excited son: "Slow down, let's go eat right away, why are you in such a hurry, what if you fell? manage?"

Louis: "I'm so hungry, I didn't eat much after getting off the plane."

Victor rubbed Louis's soft hair distressedly: "Where is the lamb's blood I gave you?"

"I've finished drinking a long time ago," Louis leaned over and hugged Lu Wu, "and Mr. Cat, Dad, do you remember him?"

Victor stared at the seemingly innocent and lovely gray civet cat in front of him, and snorted dissatisfiedly: "I remember who you are."

Louis was surprised: "Do you know Mr. Cat?"

"Of course," Victor smiled meaningfully, "I knew him when I was young."