An hour later.
Zheng Haoran looked dumbfoundedly at the ruins of the kitchen, rolled up his sleeves, and cursed, going to beat up the unfilial son.
Chuntao, who was dumbfounded, and Yue Linglong, who felt sorry for her husband, were held back.
Chuntao used all kinds of martial arts skills to calm her irritable husband.
The instigator of all this, General Zheng, was hiding in a corner of Zheng's house. While ordering Qing Shisan to look out for the wind, he fetched a basin of water and scrubbed a black bird up and down in the basin. Huge "creatures".
Invisible to the naked eye, as Zheng Xiu scrubbed, a twisted stream of "black smoke" rubbed off the body of the "black creature" and spiraled up into the sky, which was quite spectacular.
"Chirp."
"Tweet."
Several strange creatures like "swimming fish" made bird-like sounds and swam without water, hovering around Zheng Xiu, curiously looking at the water basin covered with layers of black dirt.
The "swimming fish" is only about the size of a palm. It looks like a "fish" on the surface, but all that remains is a decayed skeleton. Its eyes are glowing red. On the skeleton, there are many feather-like tentacles stretching out and swinging. With.
This thing is what Zheng Xiu "cooked" in the pot not long ago.
"Stretch your neck."
"Turn around and stretch out your hands."
"Put your tail up and wash your butt."
"Yes, that's it. Spread your legs. Have you ever seen a dog pee... No? You can't go to school right away. Do you want to wash it?"
"Haha, if it were Feng Bei, she would wash with you in the hot bathtub, but I would rub it hard."
"This is the difference between having Fengbei and not having Fengbei."
In that "explosion accident", the orange cat was the closest and was blown to pieces.
She is not clean anymore.
Zheng Xiuxiu washed the orange cat's body.
The orange cat remained silent the whole time, not saying a word, unlike her usual self.
She allowed Zheng Xiushi to act like a puppet on strings.
It looked desperate.
The accident in the kitchen was not a simple "explosion."
The black stuff washed out of the orange cat's body, Zheng Xiu's visual inspection, was the same stuff as the river water flowing in the ferryman's Bund, a kind of "filth".
Zheng Xiu's [Dark Cooking Technique] did cook something "strange".
He looked back at the five "fish" swimming beside him. They were unknown creatures... No, Zheng Xiu couldn't even determine whether these five little dots belonged to the category of "creatures".
He named five fish "Ephemera."
"Okay! Clean!"
Zheng Xiu wiped the sweat off his head, picked up the orange cat from the bathtub filled with black water, and put it aside.
Qing Shisan handed over a bucket of water.
Hooray!
Without saying anything, Zheng Xiu poured a bucket of water on the orange cat.
The orange cat's hair was all pulled back.
Lady Anne opened her eyes, her eyes glowing with a terrible light.
She raised her two paws and twirled the hair on her head.
"Okay, don't be angry." Zheng Xiu stroked the orange cat's head and rubbed it: "I didn't mean it."
"I know." Lady Anne's tone was unusually calm at this moment. She actually nodded and agreed: "Otherwise, you would have been in the dark at the moment."
"..."
She looked really angry.
But for some reason, Lady Anne must keep him alive.
"I also forgot that I have the talent of 'dark cooking'. I never expected that it would explode..." Zheng Xiu weakly tried to explain: "And this matter can't be entirely blamed on me. If you hadn't dropped a drop Drooling in the oil pan..."
"Meow?" A charming and lovely smile appeared on Lady Anne's wet face. She was extremely angry and meowed: "Meow meow meow?"
Zheng Xiu immediately closed his mouth and nodded vigorously: "It's my fault."
Anne quieted down.
"Anyway, I will find a way to let you eat fried fish cakes." Zheng Xiu thought for a while and realized that apologizing was useless. He simply did what he was good at - painting cakes. He raised an index finger and said with a smile: "The taste of Fengbei."
Lady Anne shook her head vigorously, water splashed.
"Shut up!"
"Don't mention the fried fish cakes, meow!"
“Fish cakes are not that delicious!”
"Stupid container!"
"Abominable vessel!"
"Dirty container!"
"Containers of all sizes!"
"If the great, extraordinary, proud, and invincible Lady Anne had not accidentally turned into such a humiliating state, how could she have tolerated you, an inferior, stupid, hateful, dirty, and despicable person? Container is offensive!"
The orange cat yelled at Zheng Xiu angrily.
Zheng Xiu had never seen the elegant orange cat in such a vixen-like posture.
He was completely stunned.
I didn't react for a moment.
It wasn't until the orange cat shook his wet hair angrily, jumped onto the roof, and disappeared after several ups and downs, that he smacked his lips and recalled what the orange cat had just said.
Orange Cat has already had a showdown with Qing Shisan and Yue Linglong beside Zheng Xiu.
Qing Shisan is not surprised that an orange cat spits out human words.
Watching a big argument between a man and a cat, Qing Shisan came over at this moment, touched his chin with some uncertainty and said: "Master, please excuse Qing's blunt words, that cat looks like..."
He thought about it, but couldn't think of an appropriate adjective.
"She... broke her defense."
Zheng Xiu nodded and affirmed.
"What is...defense breaking?" Qing Shisan asked curiously.
Zheng Xiu looked serious, circled his left hand, raised an index finger of his right hand, inserted it into the circle formed by his left index finger and thumb, and made a pop sound.
When Qing Shisan heard this metaphor, it was vivid and vivid, both elegant and popular, and easy to understand. He was enlightened and suddenly realized. He couldn't help but give Zheng Xiu a thumbs up to express his amazement.
Five mayflies were swimming happily around Zheng Xiu.
It was in sharp contrast to the orange cat's defense break just now.
Zheng Xiu fiddled with a few mayflies casually. Before breaking the guard, the orange cat commented that the "mayflies" cooked by Zheng Xiu were "low-grade scum". But Zheng Xiu thought that the mayflies boiled with the orange cat's saliva in the pot should be of some use.
"I'll go see her."
Zheng Xiu jumped onto the roof with great skill.
The orange cat disappeared somewhere. After searching around Zheng's house, Zheng Xiu couldn't find the orange cat.
"Really ran away?"
Zheng Xiu was stunned, thought for a moment, bypassed the yard where his parents were, and came to the wall. There was a patch of flowers that had not been repaired for a long time and was overgrown with weeds. Zheng Xiu stepped forward, his hands were like lightning, his fingers were like claws, and he caught a...snake from the grass.
Beauty snake.
Snake was dumbfounded. She relied on her natural instincts to lurk in Zheng's house for nearly a month, and no one noticed her existence. She was secretly happy because of this. She never expected to be caught red-handed in broad daylight today.
The person who caught her turned out to be the one she cared about the most - the man who could hit her "seven inches" with precision without any warning and make her vomit.
"hiss--"
The snake's two eyes instantly turned into vertical pupils, and it grinned, its pointed teeth glowing with colorful luster. She is trying hard to show her aggressive desire and danger with this gesture.
"My cat has noticed you a long time ago and is too lazy to pay attention to you. Your smell can also repel mosquitoes. I heard that my second son is sleeping soundly these days, thanks to you."
Zheng Xiu calmly pointed out the fact that "he carefully lurked for many days thinking that he was not discovered, but in fact he was completely exposed." Snake's eyes widened, and before he could speak, Zheng Xiu showed the orange cat who had just bathed Put the rag under the snake's nose.
"Wenwen, tell me, where did my cat go?"
"I'm not a dog!" the snake was angry!
"Then I'll go out and report it to the officials. I believe the Jingzong people will be happy to catch you."
Upon hearing this, Snake became weak and pointed helplessly in the direction of the roof of the attic in the distance.
Zheng Xiu is familiar with that road, and it used to be his Xiangmanlou.
"Madam! Madam!"
Zheng Xiu turned around and called his wife. There was a bit of a scumbag in his back.
Snake, dumbfounded.
"I... turned into a dog?"
An inexplicable feeling of frustration came over me.
What made her even more uncomfortable was not the feeling of oppression, but the realization that she enjoyed this... treatment from the bottom of her heart.
After spending some time, Zheng Xiu carried a pack of oilcloth, waved his hand and used the [Painter] alien technique, put on a colorful gauze dress, put on small wings, and flew into the sky.
The streets are bustling with people, and the bustling downtown is full of human fireworks.
On the top of the attic, a thin figure squatted there somewhat lonely, standing in the wind, incompatible with the fireworks of the world, and seemed to be isolated from the world.
Zheng Xiu sat down next to the orange cat. The orange cat didn't look back, as if he hadn't seen Zheng Xiu.
Her pupils that were supposed to be vertical were now dilated into a kaleidoscope shape, without focus, and she didn't know what she was looking at.
"Here, fish cakes."
Zheng Xiu put the still hot oil pack on the orange cat's face.
When the orange cat heard the words "fried fish cakes", it seemed as if some kind of switch was triggered. He subconsciously took two steps away and almost fell down.
Zheng Xiu grabbed the orange cat's tail and couldn't laugh or cry: "It's made of Crescent Moon."
Click!
If anyone could see what was happening in the attic at this moment, their eyes would fall out of shock.
A person and a cat were sitting side by side. The orange cat was holding a large handful of fried fish cakes and chewing them angrily. One piece was missing every click, and one piece was missing after another.
"Hiccup~"
The orange cat burped with satisfaction and finally spoke, complaining as soon as he opened his mouth: "Hmph, it tastes bad."
"Yue Linglong will be sad if she hears this." Zheng Xiu reminded.
"..." The orange cat lowered his head and thought for a while. He placed his paws on his furry chin and folded his chin. He lay on the attic and listlessly changed his words: "General."
"Aren't you angry anymore?"
Zheng Xiu probed.
"Stupid container," the orange cat's voice was cold and without warmth: "How can a being like me get angry over such a trivial matter? Angry? Hum, joy, anger, sorrow, and things called 'emotions' are just lower-level beings. There are defective 'inferior expressions' that, we, do not exist."
Zheng Xiu chuckled.
The hair on the orange cat's forehead stood up. She added: "Even if there is a one in ten thousand chance of giving birth to such an insignificant thing..." The orange cat raised its claws and made a "click" claw gesture. : "We can also kill that thought in an instant without leaving any traces."
"Can I... dare to translate it?" Zheng Xiu looked at the orange cat carefully.
The orange cat said nothing.
“Often it’s just a trivial thing that makes an adult cat break its guard;”
"You said that you don't have such 'inferior expressions' as joy, anger, sorrow, and joy..."
"Can I understand that...the reason why you broke your defense is that you noticed that you were getting weaker?"
The fur on the orange cat's forehead suddenly stood up straight, and she let out a low moan of "meow".
"You... are becoming more and more like a cat." Zheng Xiu continued to translate desperately: "So, you can't change back?"
The orange cat raised its paw, its hair standing on end like an angry fighting cat, and its cold green eyes stared straight at Zheng Xiu.
Zheng Xiu said quickly: "You said you are not angry. Being angry is an 'inferior expression'."
The orange cat was stunned for a moment, and after a moment he put down his slap.
"you are right."
The orange cat looked forward with despair on his face.
"Great I am,"
"'Backtracking'."
"In this damn place."
Zheng Xiu frowned: "Looking back?"
"That's what you humans call...death." The orange cat's bristled hairs fell off one by one, and his voice weakened: "There is no difference."
"No,"
After a while, Zheng Xiu was still digesting this strange word. The orange cat raised his head again, his pupils vibrating, and he shook his furry head vigorously: "Looking back is more terrifying than death."
"We will not die. But once we look back, we will completely lose our 'self' and become another person... no, or we will be decomposed and transformed into countless, dirty, inferior, and even human beings. Dregs that are no better than a container.”
She pointed at the "mayflies" floating around Zheng Xiu without looking at them: "Those scum."
Zheng Xiu wondered: "Maybe... reincarnation as an animal means?" After thinking about it, Zheng Xiu comforted: "If you think about it carefully, it seems that it is not worse than your current situation."
The orange cat was angry, but after a while, she was really angry. But she knew that getting angry with Zheng Xiu was useless. She was too lazy to get angry and raised her paw feebly: "You don't understand."
"I don't understand." Zheng Xiu nodded first, then shook his head and smiled: "You are like this anyway, why don't we be honest with each other? You tell me what you know, and I will do my best to help you. You Those who understand me, I, the Red King Zheng Xiu, am definitely not a person who breaks his word."
"OK."
The orange cat raised its paw and hit Zheng Xiu's forehead with a meat ball.
The bustling crowd suddenly fell into silence, and the time flowing around him seemed to have stopped for an instant. Zheng Xiu's human soul was slapped by the orange cat and floated between heaven and earth.
Come again?
Zheng Xiu felt that this feeling of human soul being exposed made him very insecure. But once it was familiar, Zheng Xiu quickly adapted to it. The orange cat was suspended in front of him, and its claws had somehow been trimmed, making a snapping sound.
A mini "stool" slowly rotated at the tip of the orange cat's claws.
Zheng Xiu squinted his eyes and took a closer look. The tattered little stool was actually made of snow-white "jade feet". On the stool, which was about the size of a fingernail, one jade foot was clearly visible. It was broken. Some, bumpy. There was one hole, two holes, three holes... Zheng Xiu counted.
"This is?"
Zheng Xiu didn't understand the meaning of the orange cat turning into a "little stool with jade feet".
The orange cat's voice was erratic and charming, as if it was coming from the distant sky, but also seemed to be close to my ears.
"source,"
"The way of heaven,"
"Extreme,"
"Epiphany,"
"law,"
"The most reasonable thing,"
"Everything you can understand, everything you can imagine, everything you can use, when 'all' reaches its peak, when your 'understanding' is highly condensed, a 'throne' will be born."
"The throne is authority."
"This is the ultimate pursuit of all life."
The orange cat said something lofty, but Zheng Xiu didn't feel it. Instead, he frowned and replied: "But it looks very shabby."
"..." The orange cat put away the supreme existence she said.
The orange cat seemed to have no intention of telling her unbearable past.
"The only way to restore my authority is to find another authority."
Zheng Xiu was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly said: "You mean...here?"
The orange cat nodded: "There once was a fallen 'authority' here, but it was broken into many pieces and hidden in many containers."
Zheng Xiu touched his forehead.
"It's not your trashy thing." The orange cat seemed to have read through Zheng Xiu's thoughts, with contempt on his face, and revealed Zheng Xiu's thoughts: "Your 'prisoner' sounds like the dregs among the dregs, and is definitely not the core."
"..." Zheng Xiu didn't say anything, secretly wondering if you had any misunderstanding about the power of [Prisoner].
After a while, the orange cat stared at Zheng Xiu with a look that seemed to understand everything: "Indeed, you are special. Everyone has a place to come and will go back. The places where other containers and other humans here come from are 'Here', and yours is 'elsewhere,' nothing more."
Zheng Xiu was shocked when he heard this. Orange Cat knew... that he actually came from another world?
Zheng Xiu found that he seemed to have no secrets in front of the orange cat.
I have seen many stories in the past where the broken protagonists treated their identity as a time traveler like a treasure. In fact, this little secret was not considered a secret at all in front of high-level existences.
Zheng Xiu quickly calmed down: "I understand, so the essence of the strange thing is some kind of... authority? Split?" This seemed to be consistent with what he saw at first. The more Zheng Xiu thought about it, the more he understood. He kept nodding and said, "You want to find it?"
The orange cat snorted coldly. After showing her authority, her arrogance seemed to be back. She was swept away with a slump. She nodded her head and said arrogantly: "Humph, that's right. I guess the reason why the hole is hidden under the palace is The main core is up to something."
"Main core?"
"Emperor! Only an emperor can be the core of the fallen authority! The guy who rashly invaded here is also coveting the 'emperor'!"
Orange Cat's analysis was very clear, and when Zheng Xiu thought about it, he felt it made sense. But he couldn't help but touch his forehead. Do you really look down on your [prisoner]? He was a little depressed, but after a while, Zheng Xiu asked, "Where did Feng Bei go?"
The orange cat didn't hide it this time and answered: "If she hadn't died, she would be somewhere beyond here, outside the darkness, in a more distant place. You will never be able to reach the 'distance' in your lifetime."
"Then, how do I get there?"
"Hmph, if we can't find the authority, you and I will both die here."
It turned out to be to capture the [Emperor], Zheng Xiu’s eyes lit up, and he thought it was quite simple. So Zheng Xiu smiled and said: "I will find that authority and give it to you."
Uh-huh!
The orange cat suddenly widened his eyes.
In the orange cat's astonishment, she seemed to have forgotten to maintain this state. Let Zheng Xiu's human soul return to his body.
The hustle and bustle surged, the ears were ringing, and the human fireworks were burning around one person and one cat.
"Do you understand or not?" After a moment of astonishment, the orange cat looked incredulous: "That is authority! With authority, you will become a god instantly! The worst is also a god! You will be omnipotent, immortal, and transcend the world. You will……"
"It's okay," Zheng Xiu rubbed the orange cat's head: "It doesn't matter, it's not important. I'll give you the mere authority. So, don't be sad?"
The orange cat lowered his head and said nothing.
"Oh? There's another piece." Zheng Xiucai saw a piece of fried fish cake hidden in the oil bun, and he gave it to the orange cat.
The orange cat grabbed the fried fish cake and was a little at a loss.
"So," Zheng Xiu smiled: "Our goals are the same."
He stretched out his fist towards the orange cat: "Find Feng Bei."
The orange cat lowered his head, looked at the fish cake that was not that delicious, and pondered for a moment.
Click.
She took a bite.
It’s actually not that unpalatable.
She still missed the smell in her memory.
"For the fish cakes."
The orange cat stretched out its paws.
One person and one cat.
A firm fist, a soft ball of flesh, a light touch on a tall building.
"For...the Emperor."
