After I was reborn, I became the most ruthless cub in the whole continent

Chapter 20 There's a Cat

"I...I want to go back..." Song Jingmo didn't know what happened when she was in a daze, she only felt that her body had regained a little strength, and she could continue to walk for a while.

Under the influence of many mild toxins, she couldn't remember exactly what she was going to do.

Only the deepest obsession in my heart is left - to go back.

"Go back? Go back to where?" A voice asked.

"Go-go back--" Song Jingmo was injured all over his body, as if he hadn't heard another voice, he muttered in a low voice, staggered a few steps, and then tripped over the haystack slightly above the ground.

A hand lifts her from the ground effortlessly.

Song Jingmo was dazed and wanted to struggle, but was shaken by the person who was carrying her.

"Where are you going?" the man asked.

where to?
Where is she going?
Song Jingmo didn't find the answer, but was shaken so that his consciousness became more blurred.

Before she fainted completely, she saw a pair of bright golden eyes.

These eyes are so beautiful, like gold, but also like stars, as if they can shine.

A series of descriptions flashed in his mind, and Song Jingmo completely lost consciousness.

Unexpectedly, holding the girl whose body had fallen limply with one hand, she felt that she was responsible for sending the troubles she picked up to the troubles' home.

She lowered her eyes to calculate for a moment, and when she looked up, her expression was a little complicated, and her eyes were looking somewhere far away.

"Songjiazhuang?"

If he was going to Songjiazhuang, how did he completely deviate from the right direction?
It just so happened that she was going in that direction this time, so she dropped by.

He hugged the person with one hand, and accidentally tore a teleportation talisman. After a slight space distortion, the surrounding environment became outside the Songjiazhuang, where the mountains are greener, the water is clearer, and the grass is more lush than in the center of the wasteland.

"It seems that a big monster has stayed here for a long time." Qing Qing followed the troublesome breath in his hand to find the troublesome residence, but unexpectedly stood in front of the locked gate, hesitating for a moment.

Did she pick up a big demon cub?

The big demon will not abandon the cub just because the cub has her breath on it, will he?
Unexpectedly, in the memory of inheritance, many monster races recognize their cubs by smell. If a cub is contaminated with a strange smell, they will throw the cub out of the nest or give it up together with the nest.

"Why would the big demon raise a human cub?" Bu Yu carried a man, easily crossed the courtyard wall, opened the door with some small traps with spiritual power, and put him on the bed.

"If you are abandoned, then I will pick you up again." A very fragile cub, with no one to protect it in the wilderness, could easily become a snack for monsters.

Unexpectedly, I summed up my desire to pick up a human being as a sense of responsibility.

Her task is to find her chance, the artifact in the clan said her chance is in the south of the wasteland, so she came.

Now that the opportunity has not been found, it is not impossible for her to pick up someone in the center of the wilderness, raise a human, and then slowly find her own opportunity.

Coincidentally, the hexagrams showed that her chance was also in this direction.

Unexpectedly, he looked at himself and the position of the light spot represented by chance, and nodded in satisfaction.

Maybe the humans she picked up could lead her to the opportunity she was looking for.

Unexpectedly, he healed part of the wounds of the human he picked up, and then climbed over the wall and left again.

When Song Jingmo woke up, he found himself lying on the bed.

Head buzzing pain.

The wounds on his body were also throbbing with pain.

The body is not in control, and the arms are extremely heavy, but fortunately, it is not impossible to move.

The familiar surroundings made her almost lose her memory, thinking that she was reborn after drowning.

Reluctantly raising her hands, she saw the imprint of the bigu pill bottle in her palm and the long stick tightly held in the other hand, which brought her memory back to before she fell into a coma.

"I was... rescued?"

This good man who does good deeds without leaving his name seems to be a bit too straightforward.

Song Zheng would not let her lie on the bed like this, so the ones who brought her back would only be others.

Song Jingmo put the empty Bigu Dan bottle aside, put the long stick by the bed, and moved his hands with difficulty.

The two hands have maintained the state of grasping things for a long time, and now the bones are stiff.

Just sitting up, she could vaguely hear the sound of bones.

Running the kung fu method to absorb spiritual energy, he managed to recover some strength, turned over and got out of bed, boiled water, washed briefly and changed into clean clothes, Song Jingmo guarded the cauldron where the food was cooking, and let out a breath slowly.

She won.

Get back a life.

The wounds on her body have scabbed over, and the good man treated her wounds.

Neither the yard gate nor the locks on the house door were damaged, so that good man may not have taken an unusual path.

Thinking about something, he ate a big bowl of noodle soup with soup and water, Song Jingmo poured himself another bowl of noodle soup, moved around in the yard, and started cleaning.

There was no need to wash the changed clothes. Song Jingmo removed the dirty quilt and sheets to wash and dry, then slowly cleaned the bowls and chopsticks and the cauldron, and picked out two perfectly baked sweet potatoes from the stove ashes.

At this time, the sweet potatoes are warm and not hot to the touch, and the sweet aroma penetrates into the nose when they are broken open.

Moving a wooden pier and sitting in the yard, Song Jingmo basked in the sun, took a bite of sweet potato and sighed.

Just now Song Qingyan chatted with her through the imprint of the Beast Orb.

It means that the one who saved her has thick thighs, it is best to hug her, so that she will have a long-term meal ticket and her life can be saved.

Song Jingmo originally wanted to say that he didn't see what the savior looked like at all, but he remembered a pair of shining golden eyes.

"Bright golden eyes, can they still be human?" Song Jingmo stared at his own shadow after eating a sweet potato.

The sun is very good today, and the sun is warm and pale golden when it falls on the ground.

She remembered that the person who was carrying her had a pair of beautiful eyes.

Other than that, no special impression.

A guy who can easily cross the wilderness, is it an ordinary thigh?

Song Jingmo felt that he had little hope of hugging this thick thigh.

The other party obviously didn't want her to repay her life-saving grace, and left without leaving any information.

Song Qingyan is optimistic about this.

"Being able to meet means that you are destined. The other party chose to save you and send you home. This means that there is a deeper intersection between the two of you."

"I'll count. Trust me, you can hug this thigh."

Song Qingyan swears, but Song Jingmo has no idea and feels guilty.

Why is she hugging her thigh?

With her special fate?
That special fate now has no special use other than cheating her, and Song Jingmo doesn't think there is anything special about him other than that.

If the other party takes a fancy to the Ten Thousand Beast Orb, will she give in or not?
Song Jingmo's face was full of sadness, and he ate the second sweet potato bite by bite.

Sorrow can't affect her appetite. After becoming a spiritual person, her appetite has increased a lot. If she hadn't confirmed that she didn't get spiritual energy from ordinary food, Song Jingmo would have thought that she had awakened some kind of ability to gain strength by eating.

On the second day after returning to Songjiazhuang, according to Song Qingyan's strong request, Song Jingmo went out to catch a net of small river fish in the river.

The sun is very good. I processed the small river fish and put it in the sun for two hours, then threw it into the oil pan and fried it. After it was crispy, I took it out and sprinkled a handful of coarse salt. The rich aroma was locked in Not many small fish inside.

Take a bite, it is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, without any fishy smell, full of fresh fragrance, and the coarse salt is not too salty, it only adds some flavor.

There is no burden at all for one bite. The bones of the small fish are crispy. They can be crushed and swallowed together with the fish meat and skin, or you can bite the fish meat and tear off the fish meat one by one, leaving a complete fish bone.

No matter how you eat it, you can have a full mouthful.

Song Jingmo picked up a plate of dried fish and ate it slowly. There was a basket of fried dried fish on the stove.

When she finished eating the dried fish on the plate and returned to the kitchen, she found that the basket full of dried fish was missing a little point.

She piled up the spikes on purpose, and it's easy to find if the spikes are gone.

Song Jingmo felt that the thief who stole the dried fish was very interesting, so he put away the dried fish with bad intentions, and went to the river to put fishing nets in the evening.

This time she didn't use her spiritual power to fish, what she could catch was purely Song Xiaojing's fishing, and those who wished to enter the net.

When she stepped on the setting sun and returned home, a fluffy little orange cat was obediently staying in the basket where she had put the dried fish before. When she saw her come back, she gave a soft and coquettish "meow".

Did Songjiazhuang originally have cats?

There are no cats in Songjiazhuang.

So it was her little dried fish that attracted the cats outside?
This kind of soft and fragile little life stays by her side, maybe a little dried fish can't be kept well, right?

Song Jingmo thought of the real case where his cat-raising friend gave the cat a month's rations that cost tens of thousands, and he just dealt with a bite or ate some leftovers of the cat ration at will, and his hesitant eyes instantly became firm.

This cat cannot be kept.

It is a problem for her to raise herself now. Raising a delicate kitten may starve to death for both the cat and the cat.

At this time, Song Qingyan crazily reminded through the Beast Bead: "You are not human! This cat is not delicate! You will not be short of money in the future! Raise it! Raise it! Raise it!"

So this fellow is a cat slave?Song Jingmo stretched out his hand tentatively, ruaed the cat's head, and immediately felt the happiness of rua cat.

The fine, soft and warm fluff gently rubbed against the palm, and one could even feel the temperature of this little life.

What is having a cat?Aside from the huge profit from her pharmacy shop, she can at least make [-] flavors of dried fish for kittens in different ways.

The little cat didn't resist her bold rua-headed behavior. Song Jingmo became more daring, and picked up the back of the little cat's fate with one hand. Before the little cat could react and start struggling, he held the palm-sized little cat in his palm Li rubbed his cheek lightly.

Palm's life seemed more fragile than her.

She has no cat hair allergies, and she can raise a kitten.

Song Jingmo thought that before the fishing net she set down had started harvesting, a kitten appeared in her home looking for the smell of dried fish. Maybe this was fate.

She's a cat family now, and she's happy.

(End of this chapter)