Recently, Feng Rugu has become increasingly disobedient under the words and deeds of Grey Cat.

He was unwilling to be lonely, and hid behind the plump branches of the apricot tree, and shouted to a passing monk: "Meow."

The little monk was carrying large flower cutters. He didn't notice the source of the sound for a while. He thought the cat was hiding among the flowers, so he lowered his head and searched enthusiastically among the flowers.

Feng Rugu was very playful, jumped onto the wall, grabbed the edge with his arms, and greeted with a smile: "Hey, Master, you're alone."

The little monk suddenly heard the voices and looked back in fear, but saw nothing on the wall.

After a while, it was like a creaking sound of the Buddha's house.

Like walking out of the inside with a dignified and cold manner.

He said calmly: "Did you scare?"

Little monk: "Uncle Master, just now..."

Ru Yi said: "Nothing happened, just a naughty little devil who escaped from the sword, I caught him."

The little monk scratched his head: "I... like Master Uncle Yi, I thought it was..."

Just now, it was so much like the wild cat that specializes in the monster novel, and became a spirit.

And this is still a tomcat spirit, which makes people scared when I think about it.

Ruyi didn't respond: "What else is there?"

The little monk looked at the wall worriedly, raised the flower cutters: "I... I am here to prune the branches."

Ruyi bowed gently: "I have a hard time."

He closed the door again and looked at Feng Ruju in the corner of the courtyard.

Just now, Feng Rugu was held by him and pulled him off the wall in time.

"Renzhu" covered Feng Rugu's mouth with both hands from behind. Feng Rugu still refused to remain calm, like a fish, jumping alive. When he saw Ruyi coming with a cold face, he immediately learned to learn to do things, raised his chin, and looked at him straight, but his eyes were filled with the arrogant "I was wrong this time, and I dared to do it next time."

For example: "Entertainment Father, you..."

The next moment, Feng Rugu immediately opened his arms fearlessly, looking as if he was shameless and wanted to hug him.

If you think carefully, you will make a difficult decision to teach him a lesson. You will sigh and walk into the house with your hands behind your back.

Who would have thought that after only two or three steps, he felt a heavier weight on his body, a pair of cold hands wrapped around his neck, and one of them touched the round neckline of his loose monk's robe, and touched the heart all the way.

Ru Yixin's mouth was slightly itchy by his fingertips, but his face was not moved at all: "Entertainment Father, don't make such intimate words with outsiders. It's just a waste of misunderstandings, it's true-------------!"

He grabbed Feng Rugu's wrist: "...No pinching is allowed."

Feng Rugu turned his head and looked at him with a confused pure expression.

If you want to go out for the second best: "If you want to go out for fun, tell me and I will take you out."

Feng Rugu learned to learn from his words: "I want to go out and play."

Ruyi patted his claws who were doing evil through a layer of monk's robe: "Okay."

After obtaining Ruyi's promise, Feng Ruyuan was happy. He wrapped around Ruyi's neck and swung softly to his body. He hung himself on Ruyi's waist. He looked up at him. The little fox's light in his eyes could no longer be suppressed.

Ruyi knew that he had fooled him again, and because he grew more and more like Feng Rujun, he unconsciously gritted his teeth: "You..."

Unexpectedly, the next moment, he snuggled his face on his true collarbone, and was so obedient that he pressed against his ears, and whispered: "Meow."

As one: “…………”

...Forget it.

Like a glance at the gray cat rubbing against the pillars in the corner of the wall, I thought, it was time to take my adoptive father out to see the light of the sky.

Otherwise, the adoptive father would be completely ruined by it.

Before the gray cat's love is so uncontrollable, it is like taking some clothes and stepping on the world again.

Seeing him saying goodbye to the abbot, the elder of the Precepts Hall looked at his departure back with a worried look.

This winter, the elder of the Precepts Hall suffered a serious illness. After walking on the verge of life and death, his temperament suddenly became gentle.

He asked, "It's been two years. Has he ever let it go?"

"Let go is for those who seek the Tao." The abbot said gently, "In terms of the same, what he seeks is not the Tao. Now all kinds of burdens are also a kind of happiness. In the world, he is also in the Western Paradise."

"Abbot, what do you mean?" The elder of the Precepts Hall heard some meaning worth pondering in this sentence, "...Do you know something?"

"Ah." The abbot tapped three times on his mouth, "The old monk is confused, I don't know, I don't know."

Feng Rugu walked in the world again, and saw that everything was extremely fresh. He lay on Ruyi's shoulder and looked curiously.

Ruyi was still worried that someone would recognize Feng Rugu, so that he could find the body of a blue-eyed black cat who died of cold and hunger on the street, and extradition Feng Ruguru's soul carefully.

Now, Feng Rugu's soul is growing very healthy, which can be seen from his stance of jumping behind the cat.

No, in order to prevent him from running around, Ruyi had to let him build a nest in the collar of his monk's robe.

Feng Rugu's behavior is not bad, he never runs around. He holds his neck and sleeps soundly during the day. When he has enough sleep, he suddenly appears from his neckline, pecks at the corner of his mouth, and then snatches it on the neckline. Looking at the bustling streets, the emotions in his blue eyes are really complicated, almost similar to people.

A monk in white and a little black cat walking on the street was really eye-catching.

One day, Ruyi ordered a bowl of noodles at the noodle stall, took a small plate of rice that he carried with him, served a little noodle soup and noodles, and distributed it to Feng Ruguo.

Feng Rugu is devoted to his hard work.

The girl from the noodle stall saw that the cat was cute, wiped the sweat from her forehead, walked over, and smiled generously, "Master, are you taking the cat out to practice?"

Ru Yi was concerned about erasing the noodle soup stained on Feng Ruyuan's cat's beard: "Yes."

The girl was eager to touch her: "Where did this cat be bought? It's so well-behaved. I want to keep one too."

Feng Rugu's ears stood up and shook.

Ruyi stroked the thick fluff on his cat's head, blocking the girl's hand: "I won't change my daughter."

He looked up at the stall girl, his eyes lit up: Beauty!

Noting the change in his eyes, Ruyi's face suddenly turned dark. He pressed the cat's head with two fingers, forcing him to continue burying his head in the soup plate, and nodded to the girl again: "Hard work, please take a little jealous."

The girl couldn't touch the cat, and responded with a belated voice, turned around and brought a vinegar pot.

Ruyi added a little to Feng Ruyuan's small noodle bowl: "...Entertainment Father, be more peaceful."

Feng Rugu was not willing to be outdone. With a wave of cat's claws, most of the pot of vinegar was poured into Ru's bowl.

As one: "…"

The silent cold war between a man and a cat continued until the evening.

In the middle of the night, they stayed in an inn in Jiangling City.

It’s like a lamp, writing a book when writing a case.

As time passed, people gradually forgot about Feng Ruyuan's story. Although there were still people with a heart who intended to connect Feng Ruyuan's devil with Feng Ling's cover, before Feng Ruyuan's death, he disclosed the "remaining of the world" of the past, which was a hit.

Although the Taoist sects who had received his favor were stubborn and strong-willed, no matter how thick-skinned they were, they did not dare to completely deny the fact that they had cut off their lives in the "Li Shi" and exchanged their lives. More than a dozen "Li Shi" witnesses came forward, and they strongly advocated that Feng Rugu was indeed severely injured for them, and it was very likely that they were forced to be deviled. Others had to restrain their arrogance and dared not attack Feng Ling's position on the surface anymore.

If you have no intention of monopolizing your adoptive father.

Although he had thought this more than once, he was well aware of Feng Rugu's temperament.

In his life, he has never been the only one.

Now that the limelight has passed, he is considering whether some people should gradually realize that the soul of the adopted father is still there?

...Jiangling City is the place where Jing Sanchao is located.

However, half of the pen was like a frowning of an eyebrow.

Now, is it really time?

He picked up the half-written prayer letter and activated his fingertips, and the prayer letter was burned by a blue ghost fire.

...Don't be impulsive, wait and see.

Just like when you put away the pen and ink, turn your head and see the seal on the bed clearly, you will immediately feel ridiculous and cry.

Feng Rugu tried to leave the body for the first time, shook his head and tail for a while, and only struggled out of his lower body, revealing his calves.

As soon as Ru stepped forward, she held his calf and pulled him out: "Entertainment Father, rest."

Feng Rugu was a little confused, waved his head and shook the bell on his neck with a crisp sound of jingling bells.

Ruyi specially asked for a room with two beds and wanted Feng Ruju to sleep more spaciously.

He first cleaned Feng Rugu's bed before turning around to clean up his own.

He said "Entertainment Father's Night Night", and he blew out two lamps in the room, leaving only one illumination, and he was about to fall asleep lightly, but suddenly his feet moved, and his hands touched up with a pair of insincere words. There was a trace of a dishonest cat, which was arched from the bottom of the quilt.

Ruyi also wanted to advise: "Encyclopedia, I specially wanted two beds. You..."

He swallowed his next words.

Feng Rugu Wuxin held a critical place and moved up a few inches.

Ruyi's legs were immediately supported, and he lifted the mattress up and raised it: "Yeah—"

Feng Rugu walked through the quilt, held his waist, arched himself forward, and finally successfully poked his head out of the quilt, lay in Ruyi's arms, looked at Ruyi's cheeks that were almost bleeding, smiled brightly, and said softly with a sound of breath: "I'm here!"
To be continued...