My Goddess is a Cat

Waiting and waiting, the grass blades outside the ruined temple faded from a high uplifting posture. Waiting and waiting, the half-open flower bone blossomed out of the core stamens, the moonlight dissipated, and the sun came out.

The small island in the middle of the lake was filled with mist in the morning, and the light reflected bright colors in the mist. Tang An opened his eyes.

With this eye closed, one eye opened, it turns out that the night has passed.

Tang An stretched, and quickly sat up on the futon, and shouted: "Nan Mao!"

The voice rang empty and scattered, but it seemed that no one answered and left the island far away and never returned.

"Nan Mao!" Tang An left the ruined temple and continued to shout: "Nan Mao Mao Mao Mao Mao!"

A group of birds startled. The visit of Tang An and Nan Mao last night did not disturb them, but the hustle and bustle of the morning reminded them of the reason that early birds have insects in the morning. opened.

Tang An circled the center of the small island in the middle of the lake, and didn't see the trace of Nanmao at all, or any clues she left.

Tang An quickly picked up the phone and dialed, the voice on the other end of the phone rang, and then Tang An was disappointed and worried. The phone could not be reached, "The number you dialed is not in the service area."

It's different. Normally, Nanmao just doesn't answer the phone. She just wants to listen to the cat singing, but now she is not in the service area.

This is not a concept... Tang An couldn't help but worry, raised his head and looked up at the sky. Could it be that the Southern Cat flew out of the signal coverage range when it flew like this last night, or it would simply fly to the moon? Please enter the URL in lowercase letters: heiyaпge. Watch the latest and fastest chapter

This idea was ridiculous. Tang An didn't have time to think about it, pinched the gold teeth on his neck, turned into a dog, and started running on the island, looking for the southern cat.

"Wang! Wang! Wang!" Tang An shouted loudly, but there was still no response from Nan Mao.

How can I find the Southern Cat? Tang An ran a few laps around the small island in the middle of the lake. He went to every place. He didn't see a little girl walking around slowly, let alone the beautiful and elegant big white cat.

Tang An found that he had no clue that he could find the Southern Cat, so he ran the entire island, and the sun had already risen high.

Tang An didn’t care about military training anymore, so he called Bai Yunxuan and asked her to ask her for leave. Bai Yunxuan’s help was better than asking for leave from the department. Then he called Sang Mengmeng and asked her to go to school first, Tang Ann didn't tell Sang Mengmeng that the Nan Mao was missing, only that he did something with Nan Mao.

After the phone call, Tang An began to walk around the island aimlessly... Nan Mao said that there was residual aura here, then Nan Mao's sudden departure, did it have something to do with this?

But even if he thinks it is related, there is no way to find more clues from here. Tang An can't help thinking, if he can also be spiritual, he might understand what the Nanmao suddenly jumped into the sky.

Nan Mao is not a bird, she will always fall when she flies into the sky!

Tang An thought so, still sitting in the ruined temple and waiting.

Since I can't find it, I can only wait.

Tang An's stomach was grunting, but he didn't have any thoughts to find food. Tang An put his ears up to pay attention to the large and small sounds outside the ruined temple.

The sun rose, the birds flew around, and the energetic flowers and plants began to dodge, avoiding the enthusiasm of the sun.

The sun rose in the sky, and it was not hot in the ruined temple, but Tang An felt upset and dry.

The sun went to the west, and the island seemed to be a bit more lively. The birds returned to the nest, and some small animals that were active at night began to make fine and smashing noises. Tang An even saw two or three mice from his heels. walk over.

How did these mice get to the island? What do they eat? At the thought of eating, Tang An became hungry again, walked out of the ruined temple, walked casually, and saw the orange-red fruit like an apple.

"Is there anything wrong with these fruits?"

"Is this an apple?"

"no."

"Then you taste it and see if you can eat it."

"Why don't you taste it?"

"What if it is poisonous?"

Tang An remembered what he and Nan Mao said when they went to the island, and couldn't help feeling flustered. Would Nan Mao just leave like this and never come back?

With this thought, Tang An grabbed the fruit and stood there stunned... There was a panic in his heart. What if Nan Mao really doesn't come back?

If the Southern Cat does not come back, the earth will be safe, and humans will not become slaves. It seems that the sun will still rise every day, Wutong Lane will still be quiet and safe, and Lin Yuling will still be the captain of sb48. She knocks in the yard every day. Beating, there seems to be no change... It's just that... Tang An felt that the sights and memories that emerged in his heart were cast in a dim shadow, and they couldn't be bright anymore.

"No, I will definitely come back." Tang An took a bite of the fruit. "It is impossible for the Southern Cat to leave without saying a word. Where could the king leave suddenly and leave his general here? At least I will say it too."

Tang An thought about it, feeling very reasonable, so he took another bite of the fruit, and then worried about whether the fruit would be poisonous.

It's sweet, and there are traces of birds and birds on it. It should not be poisonous. After all, the creatures living here know whether it is poisonous or not, and they will not be able to think about poison.

It’s okay for himself. Tang An ate the fruit to relieve the feeling of hunger a little, but he didn’t dare to eat something special. You must know that sometimes it’s okay to eat something at all, and it’s even good for the body, but it’s absolutely. Can't eat more.

Looking at the sky, no flying cat fell from the sky.

Tang An looked at the phone, and it was almost out of power. At this time, Sang Mengmeng called.

"Why don't you come back?" Sang Mengmeng asked boredly, after all, he was alone at home.

"I won't be back until tomorrow morning." Tang An said.

"Well then, do I still need to ask for a leave for you tomorrow?" Sang Mengmeng didn't ask much what Tang An and Nan Mao were doing.

"No need." Tang An thought for a while and said.

Tang An decided to wait until tomorrow morning, but he was so hungry now. After the phone call, Tang An turned into a bark and swam to the shore.

Even though he was hungry, he still couldn't swim. What's more, after eating a fruit just now, Tang An swam to the shore and ran to the supermarket to buy something.

The cashier was still the little girl who Tang An asked about a kobold rumors. She also had some impressions of Tang An. Seeing Tang An's bare feet and dirty pants on it, it seemed that she looked similar to the fishermen nearby.

"Are you okay?" The little girl couldn't help but asked kindly.

"It's okay, play nearby." Tang An said with a smile.

The little girl didn't ask too much, and settled the bill to Tang An.

Tang An bought some food and prepared to eat on the shore before going to the island. After eating bread and milk, Tang An saw the old man he met yesterday on the side of the road.

There are still a few emptied crab crates beside the old man, but today he is not cleaning the water weeds hanging on the crab crates, but holding a pipe, sitting on the pier and looking at the small island in the middle of the lake ahead. His feet are a farm machinery boat, on which are placed some fruits, roast chicken, large pieces of meat and other sacrifices, as well as a few handfuls of incense and money paper.

Tang An saw the old man, who also saw Tang An, and looked at Tang An's dirty calf slightly strangely.

"Lady, why are you still here? I haven't played enough yet." The old man took the initiative to greet Tang An.

"Oh...not yet, go back tomorrow." Tang An walked to the old man and sat down on the edge of the dock.

"What about the little girl?" A little girl like Nan Mao is always impressive.

"Go back first." Tang An can only say that, can't say that she turned into a big white cat and flew away in the moon.

The old man didn't ask much about this, but he still looked at the small island in the middle of the lake, and said to himself: "The incense of the lake temple is now less and less!"

"That ruined temple is the Lake Temple?" Tang An couldn't help but said, this temple is a bit too ruined, and it is estimated that the people of the Inulin tribe must not be able to stay...Look at the others, Sang Mengmeng, now it is on earth First-class enjoyment and wealth.

The old man was slightly surprised, his eyes brightened, "Lady, did you go to that island?"

Tang An was embarrassed, knowing that he unintentionally showed some feet and let the old man discover it. How could he know that the Lake Temple was a ruined temple after he hadn't been to that island? Local people don't know much, let alone outsiders.

Tang An had no choice but to admit, "It's quite broken, the two door panels are about to fall, and the statue of the lake **** is also a mess, it's the body of the second brother Guan and the head of a dog."

"What do you know!" the old man said a little angrily, "the lake **** looks like that. By the way, youngsters, what are you doing on the island?"

"I heard what you said yesterday, I was a little curious, so I went to have a look." Tang An said casually.

The old man seemed to see through Tang An, and smiled disapprovingly, "You don't want to say that I will not force you, anyway, there is no treasure that anyone can take away on the island, as long as you don't demolish the temple. "

Tang An was embarrassed, if it weren't for the sudden disappearance of the Nanmao, the ruined temple would really have been demolished.

"I'm going to worship the lake **** in the temple in a while, are you going?" The old man asked, knocking his pipe and adding some tobacco.

Tang Anzheng didn't want to become a dog to swim up again, and nodded repeatedly, "Okay, I also want to see how to worship the lake god."

"Hey...there is nothing good about worshipping. Now it’s not like before. Back then, the worship was done by people in town. It was a lot of gongs and drums, and firecrackers and fireworks would be set off all night." The old man sighed. He smiled and said, "I'm the old man and I will go alone now, but I'll tell you that at night, the flowers and plants around the lake temple are really beautiful. They are all flowers and plants that have the atmosphere of the fairy family."

Tang An knew what the old man was talking about. The glowing flowers and plants like the moon did have a fairyland atmosphere, but Tang An now suspects that it was caused by the residual spiritual power on the island in the middle of the lake.

"Why is no one going now?" Tang An didn't know this.

"Come on, you get on the boat, I'll talk to you slowly." The old man found that Tang An was really interested, and he came to talk about it. After all, there are very few people who are willing to listen to him now. The old man is waiting for Tang. Ann jumped up and started the boat.

The boat broke through the waves and sailed to the island. A passing man shouted: "Old man, have you fooled the young man to eat your chicken on the island?"

This person's language was extremely vulgar, Tang An frowned, and the old man was too angry, and he yelled at the local dialect in Yangcheng Lake. Tang An didn't understand it a bit.

"These people, even if they don't believe in the **** of the lake now, they always treat me as a liar, am I that kind of person!" The old man's beard trembled, "but I don't bother to pay attention to them. It’s still so strong. Others have been on the water for so many years, and they have suffered from rheumatism and can’t get out of bed. Old man, I have nothing to do. Didn’t I have the fairy spirit of the lake **** back then?"

Hearing what the old man said, Tang An was a little skeptical. He who lives on the water all the year round is indeed prone to diseases such as rheumatism. The old man’s strong body may be contaminated with spiritual power like those flowers and plants... although not. The immortal spirit he said~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Now Tang An doesn’t laugh at the old man for being a fool. It is just an expression of a phenomenon that ordinary people can’t understand and explain to him. He calls his spiritual power immortal. Qi, call the dog spirit people the lake god, the roaring dog and so on.

"Uncle, don't be familiar with them, let's continue, why no one goes to the island to worship the lake **** now?" Tang An calmed the old man's emotions and said while looking at the small island dormant in the dark.

The old man sighed for a long time, "Isn't it because there were a few consecutive years of poor harvest? And those who didn't go to worship were lucky and rich, so some people said that the lake **** was useless. In addition, a TV station's "Approach to Science" program by Lao Shizi came to conduct a survey and said that the water monsters in Yangcheng Lake, the lake gods, are all deceptive, so no one believed... Then everyone They all said to worship the lake god, as long as the crab seedlings and breeding methods in the county are used, the same harvest...This year, I will be the old man alone."

"Everyone is so realistic, but don't blame them. After all, they haven't seen the lake **** with their own eyes. Unlike the old man, you...you really respect the lake god. They just want to worship the lake **** and get a better harvest. You don't need to worship the **** of the lake, or the harvest is good, naturally you won't have to spend this thing." Tang An said with some understanding.

"Hmph! Let them go." The old man snorted disdainfully, "Anyway, as long as the old man crawls one day, I will worship every year."

Tang An can only express his admiration. This is a person of faith... Although this belief has the truth that Tang An knows and is not worthy of belief, there is no need to expose it, and he has to convince the elderly that there is no need to worship.

In other words, the old man worshipped the belief in his own heart, not the canine.