You become holy by eating soft food, right?

Chapter 5 5. Milk cat X boy X girl
If you can't succeed in martial arts, you can't succeed in Taoism, and the red Prophet Spirit Bead can't be used.
Apart from sweeping the floor, wiping the bookshelves, and chatting with Yuan Kui on the third floor, Bai Feng didn't seem to have much to do.

But chatting with Yuan Kui is also beneficial, at least Bai Feng knows that the Great Yuan Dynasty is not as peaceful as it appears on the surface, and there is still a great demon sect called Mingjiao rebelling everywhere outside.

This made Bai Feng suspect for a moment that he had traveled to the world of "Yitian".
But if you think about it carefully, there is no Shaolin Wudang in this Jianghu, and there are no seven schools of righteousness, and the martial arts and Taoism known are very similar to "Yitian".

There is fish and meat for lunch, which is a paradise compared to the days of beggars.

Bai Feng ate half of it, and suddenly saw a "swish" cat shadow scurrying through the hole in the strange rock outside the door.

He thought for a while, and walked out the door with the plate in his hand.

"Meow~~" The white cat stopped, it was playing with itself.

Bai Feng held the leftover half of the small fish, and bent slightly.

But the white cat stared at the half of the little fish, with a humanized look of disgust in its eyes.

Bai Feng thought again, and put down a whole small braised fish in braised sauce. Then the white cat walked gracefully with its proud and slender snow-white long tail, and then licked it with its pink and tender tongue. Licking the braised small fish, it seemed that it tasted good, so I took a bite, jumped a few times, and jumped to a high place on a rockery to eat.

Bai Feng looked at the cat and suddenly thought about it.

"Since there are demons in this world, could such a psychic cat be a demon?"

But it's not a demon, and it's hard to test. You can't ask "Are you a demon" directly.

Well.
Um.
Cough
"Little cat, are you a demon?" Bai Feng asked.

The cat ate the fish, looked at him, stood in the wind, and "meowed" at him. After eating all the fish in a while, it jumped down and rubbed its furry body against the white wind with its tail upright.

Bai Feng squatted down and started to decompress.

"Meow~"

"Meow~~~"

The white cat let out a comfortable cry, obviously Bai Feng's technique of stroking the cat was good, and the cat owner was very happy to be stroked.

"Little cat, are you a demon?" Bai Feng asked while masturbating, "If so, meow."

The white cat immediately shut up.

I was still meowing, but suddenly there was no sound.

Bai Feng looked at it in horror.

Did he completely understand what he said, so he shut up suddenly?
This is not a demon, what is a demon?
But the next moment, the white cat meowed again, which made Bai Feng a little confused.

When one person and one cat were doing cat stroking exercises, a eunuch's duck-like voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"Bai Feng, I brought you six taels of silver for my grandson this month, and you can go to the cashier to get it yourself next month."

Bai Feng put down the white cat, walked out joyfully, took a small silver ingot, and looked at it under the sunlight.

Not to mention, the color of this silver ingot is really pretty.
After watching for a while, I feel better.

Festive, really festive!
However, the steward did not go far, but said: "Bai Feng, starting tomorrow, you need more work."

"What work, you order."

"The decoction is for the guest on the third floor. Someone will bring the medicine pack, take it twice a day, morning and night."

"Yes, steward. Is the guest sick?"

"You shouldn't ask, don't ask too much, just do it."

At night, it was getting dark early.

Bai Feng locked the door of Zangshu Pavilion and returned to the house alone.

Speaking of it, today seems to be the last day of this year, and the street market in the distance seems to be very lively, but Bai Feng is alone.

He wanted to look for the blacksmith brother, but the cold wind was biting his bones, whenever he went out, he coughed again and again, so he couldn't go to the street.

And the brothers also have a family, so they should be reuniting now, what are they going to do by themselves?
After much deliberation, it seems that his only family member is Song Zhi.

But where did Song Zhi go?

Is something wrong?
Just thinking about it, I didn't feel the door.

There was fire and sound from the courtyard, and there was still smoke from the cooking.

Bai Feng's heart speeded up suddenly, and he quickened his pace to the door.

Push door.

"To my sister!!"

In the firelight, a beautiful little lady raised her head, her face was reddened by the firelight, but her face was bloodless, she looked like a lovely white porcelain doll.

"Salary is paid today, six taels of silver." Bai Feng sat beside the little lady, took out the small silver ingot from his bosom, and stuffed it directly into the little lady, "Sister Zhi, I don't need any money, The money is all for you."

Song Zhi took the money and said Nuo Nuo, "What are you doing for me?"

Bai Feng said: "In the future, when I have money, I will give it to Sister Zhizhi for safekeeping."

Song Zhi looked at the light and worry in the young man's eyes, put away the money, and said, "Okay, I'll keep it for you."

There was an inexplicable sense of joy in the words.

Warm fire, exuding a dim yellow light field.

Under the eaves, the dilapidated lanterns flapping back and forth in the wind are no longer gloomy.

The firewood was burning with a "beep beep", and there was a gluttonous smell of meat in the pot.

The atmosphere is inexplicably reassuring and warm.

It seemed that the two people in this light domain had nothing to do with the cold and dark night outside.

"Are you still used to being in Zangshu Pavilion?" Song Zhi asked softly.

Bai Feng said: "I'm quite used to it, but I can't let go when I think that Zhizhi is still outside, especially these days, Zhizhi suddenly disappeared."

"I'm fine, I've been fine these few days." Song Zhi brushed his drooping temple hair, tilted his head slightly, and smiled sweetly, "It's fine, Xiaofeng, don't worry about me."

Suddenly, she sniffed lightly with her nose, and said, "The mutton is ready, Xiaofeng, hurry up and get the bowls and chopsticks."

"Okay~"

In the next few days, Bai Feng decocted medicine for Yuan Kui every day.

And Yuan Kui's state seems to be a little weird, sometimes his eyes are crazy when he looks at people.

On the other hand, Song Zhi has been coming to his room every night recently.

Once, Bai Feng came back early, and heard the sound of "squeaking" water coming from the yard, he took a closer look, but saw Song Zhi was washing his hands.

She lowered her head, her black hair was loose, and her cold and dangerously glamorous face could be vaguely seen from the side.

And she was wiping her hands vigorously.
There seemed to be some white and red on her hands, maybe blood mixed with brains.

Hearing the movement, she suddenly turned her head, but Bai Feng had already avoided it, and Song Zhi did not see anyone, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Bai Feng waited for half a stick of incense before returning, but the person who greeted him was still the gentle and pleasant little lady Song, as if the person with blood-stained hands and cold face that he saw before was not her.

"Actually, it's okay to kill people. It's work. As long as Zhi Zhi is fine." Bai Feng comforted him in a very calm voice, as if this matter was normal, and he didn't care at all.

Miss Song didn't speak.

Bai Feng suddenly said: "Are you free during the day tomorrow?"

"Ok?"

"Come to Zangshu Pavilion to find me."

"Ah."

The next day.

After giving the decoction to Uncle Yuan to drink, Bai Feng came to the courtyard of Zangshu Pavilion.

The white cat called "Meow Meow" and rubbed against him with its tail.

At this time, footsteps came from outside the courtyard, and after a while, Miss Song's beautiful face appeared.

"Xiaofeng~~" Miss Song saw the boy sitting on the stone chair at a glance, she stepped out, her well-proportioned body was wrapped in a snow-white dress, a strand of golden ribbon was wrapped around her waist, her eyes flickered, But there is an inexplicable shyness and shyness.

It is difficult for a person who is accustomed to holding a murder knife in the dark to walk into the light openly.

Bai Feng picked up the white cat and shouted, "To my sister."

Miss Song sat beside him.

Bai Feng handed the cat to her, and said, "Rub the cat and it will make you feel better."

"Ok?"

"Yeah." Miss Song raised her hand to touch it.

The white cat patted its paw in disgust, and completed a tacit "high five" with Miss Song.

Miss Song made another move.

The white cat stretched out its claws again.

One woman and one cat are like two masters, fighting for more than ten palms in an instant.

Miss Song withdrew her hand without a word, and the white cat angrily got into Bai Feng's arms, looking at the woman opposite with vigilance.

Bai Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he looked at Miss Song who was bowing his head, and suddenly stretched out his left hand, saying: "Sister Zhi Zhi, rub this and you will feel better."

He and Song Zhi often had physical contact, and Song Zhi would cover his feet every now and then, so they didn't see each other.

When Miss Song saw the hand stretched out, she really took it, grabbed it lightly, and then sat silently beside the boy.

The white cat next to it also moved suddenly, its two paws slammed onto Bai Feng's right hand, and the meat ball started beating violently.

Bai Feng flipped his right hand, trying to grab the back of its fateful neck, but the white cat sped away with a "whoosh" and ran away after a few vertical leaps.

On the stone chair, there were only boys and girls sitting close to each other.

Palms close together, fingers clasped together.

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