The big leopard probed with its tongue and swept away all the catnip in Yang Zhao's hand.
The tongue was barbed and not soft, but it still made her feel good.
The empty and desolate reality of Luyuan not only affects the camels, but also affects people.
Seeing the big leopard eating happily, Yang Zhao moved the big bag of catnip to where the big leopard could reach it.
Then she happily opened the foam boxes.
Some were filled with catnip juleps, and some were filled with uninflated rubber balls. Yang Zhao took them out and inflated them with an air gun.
This leather ball is made entirely of leather, with a diameter of more than 40 centimeters. It was specially customized by her from a merchant. I heard that all cats prefer balls.
The last foam box contained a half-meter-tall felt doll in the shape of a black panther, as well as Yang Zhao's own felt doll.
Originally, she had customized a felt doll of a big leopard leading her to escape under a meteorite. Unfortunately, Zong Yan's position in this doll was a little awkward, so she had to keep it herself.
Zong Yan knelt down and flipped through the catnip curiously, then took a look at the toys.
"The craftsmanship of this ball is very good. I can't believe you put so much thought into it."
"Whatever this is, I can't do it even though I'm clumsy. I just asked others to do it. I am borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha."
Yang Zhao cautiously stretched out his hand, trying to touch the smooth fur, but the big leopard dodged him again.
"What is a Buddha?" Zong Yan opened the mint julep, smelled it, and asked casually.
The idiom was spoken casually by Yang Zhao, but he didn't expect it to attract anyone's attention.
"Um, a kind of immortal from our hometown. Speaking of which, how is your fight for the land of the clan soul going?"
"I don't know yet. I was promoted to the foundation building stage a few months ago, so I won't be able to participate in the competition."
Zong Yan took the glass wine bottle and took a cautious sip. Unexpectedly, his eyes lit up as soon as he drank one sip, and he took another sip from the bottle.
This catnip julep was specially prepared by Yang Zhao. Some of it was soaked in gin, tequila and other foreign wines, and the other part was soaked in serious liquor.
The big leopard who was eating catnip next to him stopped when he saw what he was doing.
"Roar!"
With a twist of his brain, he took the wine bottle back from Zong Yan's hand.
"Thunder, why are you so stingy?"
"If you, fellow Taoist Zong, like this drink, I will bring you a few more bottles when we meet next time. But in the Soul-Chasing Land, why don't you argue about such an important matter?"
Zong Yan grabbed the felt doll of the big black panther and played with it in his hands.
"People like us don't go there to compete for clan souls. We go there to train our souls and lay the foundation for our future path. It's just a god position for an unknown small clan. How high can the upper limit be?"
Judging from what he said, he was really hateful. Maybe this was the confidence of the so-called noble family.
Yang Zhao looked at his nonchalant look, and an idea flashed in his mind. Suddenly, something submerged in his mind appeared in the depths of his mind.
"Fellow Taoist Zong, there is something I want to ask."
"Please tell me." Zong Yan pulled the tail of the felt toy out of boredom.
"I suddenly remembered that when you and I entered the place of the souls of that small clan, there was a big window in the place of the souls of the small clan, but there was no such window in the place of the souls of my clan. The weirdest thing is this If it hadn't been for meeting you, I wouldn't have remembered it at all."
Yang Zhao unconsciously wanted to hit her head. To be honest, since she first arrived at the land of her clan soul, the question about the window had already appeared in her mind, but she had forgotten it when she came out. .
Otherwise, she would have asked Master Shen Ruoyu about this matter.
"Hahaha, fellow Taoist, you are a foreigner and have forgotten the rules. That's because of the rules, which means you are not allowed to ask questions."
Seeing Yang Zhao's confused look, Zong Yan simply crossed his legs and sat down.
"The normal land of clan souls has no windows, because it wants to hide itself to protect itself 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 on its own in order to save itself. Your clan soul The fact that there are no windows in this place means that your history and culture have not been cut off."
Yang Zhao half frowned as he listened: "Then where can others see Him opening the window?"
Zong Yan casually picked up another bottle of catnip julep, opened it and smelled it.
"Each clan soul place has its own place in this universe, even if it can be far away from each other. Those who have ascended to immortality and become gods can find those open windows through their clan soul places, and the rest Those who caught it were caught using incense.”
"The reason why you forget is because the rules of that clan soul land restrict you and make you forget that window. After all, He has been caught by us."
Yang Zhao was shocked. She only knew that incense was of unparalleled help to her cultivation. She didn't expect that incense could be of such great use.
But this matter was too far away from her, so she could just remember it without going into details.
"Thank you fellow Taoist sect for clarifying my doubts. Without you, I probably wouldn't be able to remember this matter for half my life."
"It's not a secret to begin with. It's taught in basic courses in every school."
The big leopard turned his head and moved the entire box of catnip julep to the other side of his body, protecting it in his arms. He ignored the bottle in Zong Yan's hand.
"Fellow Daoist Yang, the reason why I talk so much is because I want something from you."
Zong Yan took out two wine glasses from somewhere, poured one out and handed it to Yang Zhao.
"I heard yesterday that Fellow Daoist Yang killed the tentacle of a heart-eating beast yesterday. Is this true?"
Yang Zhao finally tasted the wine glass. It tasted quite spicy and she didn't like it very much.
"I didn't expect the news to spread very quickly after that, but fellow Taoist sect, how did you know that person was me?"
"You will know if you ask around. This is not confidential information in the first place."
Zong Yan poured himself a glass of catnip julep.
"I have something I want to trouble my fellow Taoist, can I tell you?"
Yang Zhao put the wine glass aside.
"There is nothing unspeakable about this. I am self-aware. If I can't do something, I will naturally refuse it in person. I won't save face and suffer the consequences."
"Hahahaha, Fellow Daoist Yang's character is still so cheerful. This matter is easy to say and difficult to say. We want to lend you your eyes."
When Yang Zhao heard this, he subconsciously hid back.
"my eyes?"
Zong Yan was amused by her actions.
"You don't have to be afraid, Fellow Daoist Yang. I said I would lend you your eyes because we can't see that thing, but you can."
I know that many catnip wines are made from catnip soaked in water, but the ones in my article are real catnip soaked in wine, and catnip is not poisonous to humans.
(End of chapter)
