Mr. Cat

Bodhi tree, Wangchuan water, and sea of ​​roses.

Victor refused to say more, and drank tea and read books on his own, unwilling to speak again.Going around, still getting involved with Netherland.The bodhi tree grows due to the passing away, and the water brought by the river of forgetfulness waters the bodhi tree, and the sea of ​​roses is equivalent to the endless flowers of the other side of the underworld.

Louis asked Victor to read the notes for him, and Victor readily agreed and led him into the study in the tower.Climbing up the stairs along the revolving stairs, there are oil paintings and study rooms hanging on the walls, and a small window is opened at the top of the tower, and the sunlight slant down, illuminating the dark and cramped stone steps.

"Dad." Louis called out suddenly as he could see Victor's tall figure when he looked up.

Victor didn't look back: "What's wrong?"

"No matter what happens, I will always be your child."

"What nonsense?" Victor stopped, his green eyes shining brightly, "Don't worry, Dad is here."

Pushing open the door and stepping into the study, it was pitch black.

Victor told him: "Be careful, I've turned on the light." After speaking, the white light shone brightly, and Louis subconsciously blocked his eyes.

After a while, he lowered his arms, and after seeing the furnishings in the room clearly, Louis gasped for breath, feeling that he was almost overwhelmed by the overwhelming books.The area of ​​the study is about 40 meters, and the four walls are hollowed out with bookshelves, densely filled with all kinds of books, and the floor is also piled up with books of all sizes, just like the previous corridor.

The ceiling is about four meters high, and there is a pendant chandelier in the center. If you look closely, it is carved into blooming roses.Glass-covered wall lamps are hung on the partitions of the bookcases, and they are all carved into budding roses.Victor stood by a shelf full of scrolls and parchments.

"Just wait for me at the door, don't come in," Victor said casually, "I'm looking for it, and I haven't looked for it for a long time."

After waiting for a short time, Victor came out with a wooden box in his hands. He closed the door with his hands behind his back, and then put his arms around Louis' shoulders: "Go down and look, it's too dark here."

Louis took out a scroll from the wooden box. Seeing the style of the scroll, he was surprised: "This is exactly the same as the one in my hand." Lu Wu heard the sound and ran over, lying on the table to read it with Louis.

Victor had long since disappeared, and after throwing out a shepherd benefit, he left the hut to make room for Louis to read the scroll quietly.

In fact, there is nothing unusual on the scroll, just the travel notes written by Sima Zhi—only a dozen or so articles describing the East.Sima Zhi's travel notes are very brief, with a few lines covering what he saw and heard in more than ten days or even more than a month.At the end of the scroll, Sima Zhi left a message for Old Victor.

——If you come to Guangdu and find the oldest osmanthus tree, you can find me.

Louis lowered his head and closed the scroll, his voice a little dry: "Mr. Cat, I'm a little sad."

"Yeah." A white light flashed, Lu Wu hugged him from behind, leaned into his ear and said, "At least he lived happily at the end of his life."

Be with your favorite flowers, bathe in the fragrance of flowers forever, and some people will remember him in their hearts.

At night, Louis sleeps in the room where old Victor used to be.There is an old oil painting on the wall, which shows a field of pink roses, the sky is blue, with a few white clouds floating in it. In the corner of the picture, the sea water gradually connects to the sky, and the tall and simple lighthouse looks towards the east.

He heard the ebb and flow of the tide.

"Are you an orphan? Like me," the clear male voice seemed to sound from the void, and there were vague voices from the market around, "Why don't you call you Victor, winner, now that you have a name, stand up. "

He clearly understands the unfamiliar language, but he can easily understand the meaning of it.

The voices of people gradually became clearer, the cries of selling came one after another, and the vision in front of them gradually became clear like glass that had been wiped clean.

Sitting in the corner was a blond child who looked to be only two or three years old, skinny, ragged, with shockingly thin arms.The man in black with long hair squatted down, his voice soft and soft: "Can I hug you?"

The boy didn't answer, just a pair of wet blue eyes.

Sima Zhi bent down and picked him up, wiping the tears from the corners of the boy's eyes: "Isn't it just living on blood, what is there to cry about?"

The man was born handsome, and his smile was as warm as the sun, seeming to melt the ice.Sima Zhi turned to look at the white-haired man beside him, as if seeking approval: "Lu Wu, am I right?"

Lu Wu muffled: "Yes."

The surrounding crowd was bustling, and the building complex was also very different from the oriental cornices and brackets. No one passing by saw the three of them.Sima Zhi hugged the boy and strode away from the city-state, the sun was slanting down, the boy panicked and covered his face, shouting: "Ah, ah."

Sima Zhi gently blocked the scorching sun with his wide sleeves: "Afraid of the sun, it's really like the shadows in our place, sucking blood and afraid of light, then I have to let Yangli avoid him."

Mr. Kunlun glanced at the side, and said unceremoniously: "What stupid things are you talking about? It's just that he hasn't seen the sun for a long time, and it hurts his eyes. If you don't believe me, put your sleeves down later."

Sima Zhi paused, and glared at Mr. Kunlun: "You are the only one who talks too much."

They took Victor with them wherever they went, and with them a golden bird.Victor had never seen such a beautiful bird before. The tail feathers were long and gorgeous, the feathers were like flowing gold, the feathers were lightly curled, and even the eyes were a deep and beautiful dark red, like clear rubies.

"This is Yangli," the golden bird landed on Sima Zhi's arm, tilting its head to look at the skinny boy, "You two will be friends from now on."

By chance, Sima Zhi caught a strange guy who could transform from a man into a wolf.Victor lit a fire in their temporary house to keep warm, Yang Li rested on his shoulders, and sometimes he lowered his head to comb his feathers, waiting for the two men to come back one by one.Suddenly, a few loud laughter came from outside the door.

"Victor, come out, look what we caught!"

Victor dropped the firewood and ran out to see that Mr. Kunlun was walking against the light, holding a huge wolf in his hand.Victor took a step back in horror, and hurried into the house to hide.He had been bitten by wolves before, and escaped with wounds all over his body. Now the wolf in Victor's hands is bigger than the previous wolf.

Sima Zhi was startled, and chased after him: "What's wrong?"

Victor trembled: "I'm afraid."

"Don't be afraid, you hold my sleeve, let's go out and have a look," Sima Zhi laughed, and stroked Victor's soft blond hair, "When Mr. Kunlun turned into a tiger, he was bigger than that wolf."

Jun Kunlun threw the wolf whose life or death was unknown into the grass, sealed a barrier, and waited for the wolf to wake up.The wolf fainted for ten days.During this period, Sima Zhi also ordered Kunlun Jun to turn into a white tiger and walk around the room.

When Victor saw the white tiger for the first time, he was terrified and didn't dare to speak. He shrank behind Sima Zhi and grabbed his sleeve tightly, but he couldn't stop his curiosity and would always poke his head to look.As soon as the white tiger looked over, he immediately retracted, like a little tail.He has never seen such a beautiful and mighty creature. He has seen a cat. The white tiger is like a cat, but it is more than ten times bigger than a cat.

One morning, the white tiger was lying in the courtyard basking in the sun, and the yangli bird also landed on the white tiger's back, combing its feathers gracefully.Victor held on to the door frame and looked at it for a long time. Finally, he dared to touch the beautiful tail of the white tiger. Before he got close, the white tiger bared his teeth at him. The sharp fangs made him lose his courage. He ran back behind Sima Zhi, tears streaming down his face: "I'm scared!"

Sima Zhi shouted at Kunlun Jun who was wagging his tail: "Why have you bullied the child for so long?" His lips parted, and he said softly: "Don't be so sad, I am willing. "!"

The white tiger's voice was like thunder, and Victor's scalp exploded: "Don't you want to teach him some boxing skills to defend himself?"

Sima Zhi looked down at the child, thoughtfully: "That's right."

The Roman Empire was not peaceful. When Sima Zhi and Kunlun Jun traveled to the west, they found many strange species. Sima Zhi was very interested and recorded them all on the scroll.

There is a Holy See in the empire, dedicated to God, and it feels a bit like the unity of politics and religion.Sima Zhi has seen this kind of rule before. He has lived in Zawangguan for hundreds of years. The predecessor of Zawangguan is quite similar to the current Holy See.At that time, the Taoist priests who were sitting and forgetting to watch all surrendered to the celestial master who was said to have become an immortal, exorcising demons and subduing demons, sweeping away all "monsters" in their jurisdiction.

And the child beside him was regarded as a "monster" by the Holy See.

……

When Louis woke up, his body was sore, and Lu Wu squatted beside his pillow, looking at him worriedly.Louis woke up completely, sat up suddenly, hissed in pain.In the next second, he fell into an embrace——Lu Wu held him in his arms.Louis thought of Mr. Kunlun in his dream, and it seemed that he was very different from now.

He is a little mischievous, likes to tear down the stage, and loves to make jokes.Louis looked at Lu Wu's face, feeling swollen and a little sour.Sima died once, and Shan Shi died in front of him again. He was the god who looked down on the world on the top of Kunlun Mountain, but now he turned into a fat gray civet cat, following him all day long.

"I..." Louis opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything in the end, he could only call him repeatedly, "Mr. Cat."

"Ok?"

"Mr. Cat."

"I'm here."

"Mr. Cat."

Lu Wu didn't answer, but looked at him fixedly, his eyes were filled with emotions he couldn't understand, as deep as the sea, Louis raised his eyes in doubt, "Mr. Cat?"

Louis heard a soft sigh, Lu Wu covered his eyes with his palm, and then his lips were warm, Lu Wu pressed against his lips, and whispered: "Don't be so sad, I am willing."