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Chapter 231, Land of Clan Souls ([-])
The big leopard poked its tongue out and swept away all the catnip in Yang Zhao's hand.

The tongue was barbed and not soft, but it still put her in a good mood.

The empty and desolate real environment of Luyuan not only affects camel beasts, but also affects people.

Seeing the big leopard eating happily, Yang Zhao moved the big bag of catnip to a place within the reach of the big leopard.

Then she happily unpacked those foam boxes.

Some were filled with catnip wine, and some were filled with uninflated leather balls. Yang Zhao took them out and inflated them with an air gun.

This ball is made of full leather, with a diameter of more than 40 centimeters. It was custom-made by her from a merchant. I heard that only cats like balls.

The last foam box contained a half-meter-tall felt doll in the shape of a panther, as well as Yang Zhao's own felt doll.

Originally, she also customized a felt doll that the big leopard took her to escape under the meteorite, but unfortunately Zongyan's position in this doll was a bit awkward, so she had to keep it by herself in the end.

Zong Yan squatted down and looked through the catnip curiously, and then took a look at the toys.

"The workmanship of this ball is not bad, it's hard for you to spend so much thought."

"What's the matter? I can't do it even if I'm stupid. I just entrusted someone to do it. Me, it belongs to borrowing flowers to offer Buddha."

Yang Zhao stretched out his hand cautiously, trying to touch the smooth fur, but the big leopard dodged it again.

"What is a Buddha?" Zong Yan opened the mint wine, smelled it, and asked casually.

The idiom was spoken by Yang Zhao, but I didn't expect it to attract attention.

"Uh, a kind of god in our hometown. Speaking of which, how is your fight for the land of the clan soul?"

"I don't know now. I was promoted to the foundation stage a few months ago, so I won't come out to participate in the big competition."

Zong Yan held the glass wine bottle and took a sip cautiously. Unexpectedly, his eyes lit up as soon as he took a drink, and he took another big sip from the wine bottle.

This catnip wine was specially mixed by Yang Zhao, part of it was infused with gin, tequila and other foreign wines, and the other part was infused with serious white wine.

The big leopard who was eating catnip next to him quit when he saw his behavior.

"Roar!"

With a tilt of his brain, he took the wine bottle back from Zong Yan's hand.

"Why are you so stingy, Lei Ting?"

"Zong Daoyou, if you like this wine, I will bring you a few more bottles when we meet next time, but the land of chasing souls, you don't want to argue about such important things?"

Zong Yan grabbed the felt doll of the big black panther and played with it in his hand.

"People like us don't go there to fight for the souls of the clan. We are here to train the souls and lay the foundation for future paths. It's just the gods of the unknown clan. How high is the upper limit?"

Seeing what he said, it is really hateful, maybe this is the confidence of the so-called aristocratic family.

Yang Zhao looked at his indifferent appearance, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and suddenly something submerged in his mind appeared in the depths of his brain.

"Zong Daoyou, there is one thing I want to ask."

"Please speak." Zong Yan tugged at the tail of the felt toy boredly.

"I suddenly remembered that when you and I entered that small clan soul land, there was a big window in that clan soul land, but my clan soul land didn't have that window. The weirdest thing is this It's not that I met you, I can't remember it at all."

Yang Zhao unconsciously wanted to knock her head. To be honest, since she first arrived at her clan soul land, the question about the window had already popped up in her mind, but she forgot about it when she came out. .

Otherwise, she would have asked Shen Ruoyu, Master Shen, about this matter long ago.

"Hahaha, fellow daoist, you are from a foreign race. Forgot to be normal. That's because of the rules, and you are not allowed to ask."

Seeing Yang Zhao's puzzled gaze, Zong Yan simply sat down with his legs crossed.

"The normal clan soul land has no windows, because he wants to hide himself to protect himself from being coveted by other clans."

"The window you see is actually used by the clan soul land to save itself. When the history of an ethnic group dies, the clan soul land of this ethnic group will open a window for self-help. Your clan soul If there is no window in the land, it means that your history and culture have not been cut off."

Yang Zhao frowned and listened: "Where can others see Him open the window?"

Zong Yan casually picked up another bottle of catnip wine, unscrewed it and smelled it.

"Each clan soul land has its own place in this universe. It can be far apart, but those who become gods can look for those open windows through their clan soul lands. The next thing to do is to fish with incense."

"The reason why you forget is because the rules of the land of clan souls restrict you and make you forget that window. After all, he has already been caught by us."

Yang Zhao was startled, she only knew that the incense could help her incomparably, but she didn't expect the incense to be so useful.

But this matter is too far away from her, just remember it but don't need to delve into it.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Zong, for clarifying the confusion. Without you, I probably wouldn't be able to remember this matter for the rest of my life."

"It's not a secret at all, it's taught in the basic courses of every government school."

The big leopard turned his head and moved the whole box of catnip wine to the other side of his body, protecting it in his arms, and ignored the bottle in Zong Yan's hand.

"Yang Daoyou, the reason why I talk so much is because I have something to ask of you."

Zong Yan found two wine glasses out of nowhere, poured out one and handed it to Yang Zhao.

"I heard yesterday that Fellow Daoist Yang killed a heart-eating beast's tentacles yesterday, is it true?"

Yang Zhao finally tasted the wine in a glass, and it was quite spicy, which she didn't like very much.

"I didn't expect the news to spread very quickly, but Zong Daoyou, how do you know that person is me?"

"You will know if you inquire about it once or twice. This is not confidential information in the first place."

Zong Yan poured himself a glass of catnip wine.

"I have something that I want to bother Fellow Daoist, can I tell you?"

Yang Zhao put the wine glass aside.

"There's nothing to say about it. I'm self-aware. If I can't do something, I'll naturally refuse it in person. I won't face it and suffer."

"Hahahaha, Fellow Daoist Yang's personality is still so forthright. This matter is easy to say, but difficult to say. We want to borrow your eyes."

When Yang Zhao heard this, he subconsciously backed away.

"my eyes?"

Zong Yan was amused by her actions.

"You don't have to be afraid, fellow Daoist Yang. I said to borrow your eyes because we can't see that thing, but you can see it."

　I know that many catnip wines are made of catnip soaked in water, but these in my article are real wine soaked with catnip, and catnip is not poisonous to humans.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)