"Meow meow meow!"

【It's very simple, meow!】

Before he knew it, Zheng Xiu's [Foreign Language] improved rapidly and he could understand most of the cats' meow language.

Sure enough, the shortcut to improving skills is to pluck wool.

Spending all day with cats, Zheng Xiu is pleased to say that [Foreign Language] has achieved great success.

"Say? Go back and fry the fishcakes."

Zheng Xiu draws cakes for Cat.

The orange cat had a fried fish cake in its mouth, and the cake drawn by Zheng Xiu also gained a little more credibility. It glanced up at Zheng Xiu, pointed at the air, and meowed.

"Your 'Bund' is independent and cannot communicate with each other."

"But if it's you, you should be able to travel between the Bund."

Zheng Xiu was stunned: "The Bund?"

"That's what you call the 'doorway', meow."

The orange cat continued to meow: "But the Bund is also in the 'crack'. If you humans really go in, you will probably die."

Zheng Xiu grinned: "I...not exactly."

Zheng Xiu's implication was that he was an incarnation and would die when he died.

As he spoke, Zheng Xiu shook his wings.

He still hasn't canceled the demonic form of [Bird in Prison] at this moment.

"Okay, meow~"

The orange cat jumped on top of Zheng Xiu's head and swallowed the fried fish cake with a slurp. He stretched out his pink hut and licked his lips. The orange cat stretched out eight fingers and said, "Eight horses?"

It took Zheng Xiu a while before he remembered the saying "Eight horses are hard to catch" and nodded vigorously: "Eight horses!"

Orange cats always like to bargain in strange places.

"The 'gap' they opened just now is still there."

The orange cat guided Zheng Xiu to the direction where Bai Qiuyue and Xiang Gu disappeared just now, and its nose twitched: "As expected, it's still meowing." The orange cat patted Zheng Xiu's head with its soft cat paws unceremoniously: "Meow! Meditate on you.

The 'Bund'! Imagine that your 'Bund' overlaps with the 'gap', and you can swoop in!"

The orange cat meowed something lightly, as if it was a piece of cake.

Zheng Xiu was confused and didn't understand at all: "Can you speak human language?"

The orange cat rolled his eyes: "No."

"I mean, can you make it clearer?"

"Just open it with a swish! Go in with a swish! The key point is breathing!"

As he spoke, the orange cat gestured in slow motion with its left paw and right paw, and the path traced by the cat's paw faintly showed a looming gray mirror surface that disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Zheng Xiu tried to meditate on the "Gateway", but as soon as he calmed down, he would easily return to the mental prison, and almost caused the incarnation to cancel his fugue.

Open and close your eyes, open and close your eyes, but no success.

"A mere human being." The orange cat impatiently jumped down from Zheng Xiu's head, watching Zheng Xiu go back and forth without success. The orange cat's tail was wrapped around Zheng Xiu's neck, supporting it as it came to Zheng Xiu.

The orange cat lowered his head and hesitated, meowing to himself, and then nodded vigorously: "Yeah, for the sake of fried fish cakes, meow."

It opened its mouth and nibbled on Zheng Xiu's face.

In an instant.

Zheng Xiu's eyes turned pure black.

The whites of the eyes disappear.

Like a puppet, he stretched out his hand toward the empty front.

Plop!

Zheng Xiu felt that he was in a strange state.

It was as if something was controlling his incarnation, but his senses were extremely clear, his vision turned into black and white, and a layer of white fireworks burned on the surface of everything, either brightly or darkly.

This is a deeper vision than "spiritual vision".

A more nuanced angle than "investigation".

Even the bite from the kitten on his face just now gave Zheng Xiu an extremely long-lasting illusion, as if the orange cat was nibbling back and forth on his face.

So slow, so slow, so slow.

Yet extremely intuitive and clear.

It's like... he is looking directly at the nature of the world.

Zheng Xiu subconsciously stretched out his hand, and there was a vague "crack" there. Zheng Xiu stretched his hand in, and his fingers were submerged in the ripples. There was a cold and sticky feeling inside, as if it was soaked in sea water.

One hand is not enough.

Zheng Xiu used both hands to scratch the sides of the crack.

Pull hard.

"Whoosh!"

There was a strange "sound effect" in his ears.

The second before entering the crack, Zheng Xiu had a ridiculous thought in his mind: It was really like what Maomao said, just open it with a "swish" and go in with a swish. It's that simple.

…

"The 'child' that Mo Jie gave birth to..."

Ye watched the snake move its chest strangely back and forth, wondering in his heart, but did not bother him. He looked at the motionless "baby corpse" from a distance and said to the others: "What should we do with it?"

Situ Yong was still studying the wound on Mo Lie's belly. After hearing this, he finally raised his head and asked tentatively: "Take it back?"

He wanted to say that such a precious case should be taken back for study.

Xi'er immediately shook her head: "Goodbye, after all, he was the one who gave birth to her. It's so cruel."

Ye nodded: "How about we find a secluded place to bury him and let him rest in peace."

Situ Yong sighed: "That's fine."

Xi'er said: "It's better to let the young master make the decision. Didn't I tell you earlier? Now we are handling the case outside. Everything depends on the young master. Whatever he says will be done..." Since no one can see that Xiao Ma Zheng Xiu is

Xi'er didn't intend to criticize the Red King himself, and it would be nice to watch more fun. But in the middle of her words, when she was about to ask the pony Red King for his opinion, Xi'er was suddenly startled: "Where is the master?"

?”

Ye frowned: "What sir?"

Situ Yong: "Which master?"

Xi'er's scalp went numb instantly, and she walked to where Zheng Xiu and Orange Cat were just now: "Master, no, I mean the young master! He was clearly still here just now! In the blink of an eye, no one was there

!”

Situ Yong waved his hands indifferently: "No need to be nervous, the young master has always been elusive and playful. Maybe he went to the next street to demolish the house again. If you want to ask him how to deal with the baby's body, there is no need to worry...

"

"Uh... brothers and sisters, please excuse me." Jun Buxiao, who had been standing in the corner changing masks and playing, silently picked up the scissors and pointed them into the distance: "I think how to dispose of the body.

You can take it slow."

Jun Buxiao instantly put on a "heavy" mask: "We may... be in trouble."

The "dead" "Nascent Soul" stood up silently.

A faint "umbilical cord" grows from the baby's navel and connects to the void.
Chapter completed!