Monster Hunting High School

At the first sight of the black cat, Jiang Yu knew it was the big black cat she was looking for.

Although she didn't know why the black cat's eyes turned red, its unique temperament and its silky fur made her very confident in her judgment.

Besides, four-clawed snow-walking is not a common commodity. After staying in school for such a long time, Jiang Yu has not seen the second black cat with four-clawed snow-walking.

I finally saw you, fortunately I didn't miss it.

The little white cat's mind flashed this thought, and she was so happy that she couldn't help snoring a few times-since she could easily complete the small goal of finding the black cat, then the task of catching the murderer should not be too difficult!

With this good mood, the little white cat took a few steps back, took a short run, and jumped onto the big locust tree in a few steps. After several experiences of turning into a cat, she has been able to master some instincts of cats.

For example, night vision, hunting, and climbing trees.

Although the locust tree is tall, its trunk is not high. It only relies on the branches that spread out in all directions to support its huge crown. Therefore, although the white cat is still young, it can also run up with a run.

However, this locust tree is a bit old, and the cracks and roughness of the bark are far beyond other trees in the forest. The little white cat's tender paw pads stepped on the bark, which was very uncomfortable.

But in order to catch the black cat, she pulled her ears and endured the discomfort.

After climbing over more than ten meters of rough bark and crossing more than ten cats of different sizes, the little white cat finally came to the branch where Zheng Qing was lying.

"Move aside!"

The little white cat screamed fiercely, raised its front legs and kicked hard, kicking the black cat's body to the side. The black cat turned around and glanced in other directions, seeming to be a little dazed.

The little white cat suddenly felt dissatisfied, raised its claws, and "reminded" the black cat again.

The black cat finally reacted, and moved a little to the side, leaving enough space.

The little white cat finally let out a long sigh, shook its head and tail and squeezed in, then lay down lazily.

...

Zheng Qing didn't understand the meaning of the cat's cry.

Although he had been a cat for a long time, he could guess what these furry guys wanted to express through their calls of different tones and intonations. But this guess is not as accurate as language communication after all.

Of course, because cats' social life and way of thinking are extremely simple, he doesn't need to seriously figure out the subtle psychological changes of cats. It is enough to roughly guess what they want to say.

Just like now.

This little white cat seems to want him to move aside and leave some space for her?

But doesn't she know that this position is where the boss of the cat group can stay?

The black cat squinted his eyes, tilted his head and glanced at the little white cat who came in, hooked the tip of his tail, and was a little confused in his heart. Moreover, the little white cat climbed up all the way, passing so many big and small cats, why didn't any cat stop it.

Where is the sense of responsibility? !

Is this the work attitude of a subordinate? !

The black cat couldn't help but look back at the cats behind and under him.

They were huddled together in twos and threes, licking each other's fur, squinting their eyes and taking a nap, or staring at the bark in a daze. There were also a few active guys jumping around in the narrow space between inches, chasing a swaying branch. None of them looked normal.

Zheng Qing couldn't help but slap his own face.

He shouldn't have any expectations of the sense of responsibility of creatures like cats.

Before his sense of self-blame faded, there was another "heavy" kick from his waist. Of course, this "heavy" was only relative. The black cat could feel that the little white cat had used eleven points of her strength, but she was too small. Even if she used strength beyond her ability, the impact on the black cat was minimal.

At best, it just served as a little reminder to the black cat.

The black cat moved in the direction of the little white cat's kick and squeezed out a few inches of space - well, forget it, the big cat doesn't argue with the little cat. The world is so big, so what if she has a few inches.

…

Perhaps she noticed the movement between the branches above.

The ragdoll cat, who had been staying obediently below, could no longer sit still. After hesitating for a few seconds, she tentatively climbed a few steps upwards. But it was only a few steps.

When it wanted to find another few inches of space between the black cat and the white cat, the little white cat would squeeze it down very stingily without the black cat's reaction.

Precious resources are precious everywhere.

The ragdoll cat meowed a few times, and found that the black cat stayed indifferently in the same place, and even pulled its ears, as if trying to block the ear hole. Finally, it gave up the idea of ​​going up and honestly returned to its original place.

…

There were a few dead branches and leaves hanging on the little white cat's body.

Maybe they were stuck to her body when she walked on the lawn before, maybe they were hung on her body when she passed through the bushes, or maybe they were inherited from other cats when she climbed the tree just now.

In short, there were a few annoying grass leaves hanging on the kitten's white fur.

As a slightly obsessive cat, Zheng Qing couldn't remain indifferent to those leaves.

Of course, it was impossible to lick fur, he didn't even lick his own fur, let alone a little white cat that appeared out of nowhere. If it hadn't been for the fact that they had met several times before, and that her young age had made Zheng Qing feel compassionate, her act of rashly ascending to the 'throne' would have been enough for the black cat to pin her to the ground and beat her up. .

Black Cat originally tried to pretend to turn a blind eye.

But the white cat was crowded around him, and the few dead leaves would inevitably rub against his body from time to time, making him feel uncomfortable all over.

After holding on for a minute, the black cat finally couldn't hold it any longer, moved its body outward, then raised its paws, plucked along the fur, and pulled the few dead grass off the little white cat.

The little white cat was stunned for a few seconds, seeming a little embarrassed.

But he still obediently moved his body closer to the black cat's paws, kicked up the paws at the same time, put his head on it, squinted his eyes and started to snore, and his little tail swung behind him, which was very pleasant.

The black cat was stunned, its claws that had not been retracted were raised in the air, not knowing where to put them.

Is this letting me tickle her? !

Does she think she is a queen? ! !

Who is the boss of the cat group?

The black cat shook its ears angrily, but did not remove its claws. Instead, it pressed the little white cat's back fur obediently and started stroking along the fur.

Just take care of the children.

He comforted himself like this, just petting the cat. A wizard can pet a cat, and a cat transformed by a wizard can naturally pet a cat as well. Logically speaking, there is no problem at all.