My Goddess is a Cat

Because the Nanmao was still following Tang An step by step, and the distance between the two was no more than five centimeters, Tang An could only slow down, lest she ran into another accident.

This way of walking is naturally slower. Tang An has considered becoming a dog and then carrying a southern cat, but the grass on the ground is more luxuriant. After becoming a dog, it will not be convenient for this, and he cannot separate the blades of grass. Makes way for the Nanmao.

"Let me carry you on my back." Tang An said, "Walk so slowly, it will be dawn when you finish looking for this island!"

"You can find it after dawn." Nan Mao said dismissively.

"I'm going to military training tomorrow." Tang An can't.

"It's boring, whether it's physical fitness or fighting, those humans who are responsible for training you are not qualified to be your teachers at all." Nan Mao sneered.

"Military training trains discipline, a sense of collective honor, and the ability to act in solidarity." Tang An feels that military training is very useful, especially for everyone who quickly integrates into the group and has a sense of identity with the class collective.

"That's also true. As a general of the Golden Tooth, it is necessary to receive training in this area. When I go back, I will train you too." Nan Mao nodded his approval.

The first time I felt that Nanmao’s approval was so sad, Tang An regretted talking more, "Don’t say this, let me carry you on my back. If you are worried that your chest will touch me, you can put your hands on your chest. NS."

"No." Nanmao disagrees with the posture of his back, because it feels like a backpack. In the "Journey to the West" that Nanmao has seen, Monkey King often carries Tang Seng on his back, and Tang Seng is in the plot of the whole novel. The definition of is a cumbersome. Only cumbersome needs to be carried like a backpack. Nanmao is not a cumbersome. Nanmao is the king who controls Tang An's life and gives him the position of General Golden Tooth. It is different from Tang Seng's waste. Please enter the URL in lowercase letters: heiyaпge. Watch the latest and fastest chapter

"I want to ride on your neck... No, I want to sit on your shoulders." Nanmao originally wanted to ride on Tang An's neck, but the action of "riding" requires the legs to be separated. For the elegant king wearing a skirt, the action of spreading his legs easily reminds Nanmao of the word "Fenqimuhu", which is a word that Nanmao can't imagine related to himself, so Nanmao decided to sit in Tang'an. Shoulders.

Before Tang An spoke, Nan Mao jumped up, but she pulled her skirt and jumped very little, so naturally she couldn't jump up, like a little zombie jumping around...a little zombie bride. Tang An thought so, then squatted, patted his shoulder, "Don't jump, you are not Lin Yuling, just sit on it."

It was Lin Yuling who gave Tang An a bounce, as if she was always restless.

"Who is Lin Yuling?" Nan Mao's tiger ears stood up, and asked vigilantly.

"Our neighbor, that pesky ghost." Tang An said.

Nan Mao didn't have any impression. While grabbing Tang An's hair and sitting on Tang An's shoulder, he said fiercely: "You actually compare me to what you think of as an annoying ghost!"

"I said you weren't!" Tang An emphasized, and then stood up while holding Nan Mao's calf.

"Why are you grabbing my leg?" Nan Mao asked first, and then struggled.

Tang An grabbed her kicking calf and said, "My lord, this is how I can help you help me maintain my balance!"

"Then you can only grab the edge of my sock." Nan Mao thought for a while and said.

"Do you think you can sit firmly like this?" The Nanmao was wearing socks today, with cute white hollow circles on the side of the socks. Tang An pulled a little and held it in his hand.

Nan Mao felt that as Tang An walked, his body would dangle, and he was not as stable as when Tang An was holding his calf. He reluctantly said: "Let’s do this, you stretch out your hand, and I’m stepping on your palm. ."

It’s hard for Tang An to say that the soles of her shoes are all mud. As long as the Nanmao’s proposal is reasonable and not too insulting, Tang An will accept it. Anyway, he is not the kind of proud leftover but independent Lao Tzu dragon. The proud character, to a certain extent, accepts that the Southern Cat King enjoys the privilege of being taken care of and pampered from him.

pet? Tang An suddenly remembered the word, yes, now Nan Mao sits on his shoulders like this, isn't it the scene of those fathers who petted their daughters and walked with their tired daughters?

Thinking about it this way, it feels like he is taking advantage of the Nanmao, but Tang An feels a bit dark and cool.

Tang An raised the palm of her hand. With her current physical stamina, sitting on a southern cat on her shoulders will not have any effect at all, because the southern cat is too light, small, soft, with slender and soft bones, taller than the same age. A little girl with a body shape feels lighter.

Nan Mao raised his foot and stepped on Tang An's palm, placing his hands in front of his abdomen, maintaining an elegant posture, as if he were sitting in a king's cart that symbolized the highest authority of the beast spirit empire.

Nan Mao’s foot was in Tang An’s palm. Tang An felt a soft touch. When he lowered his head, Nan Mao’s shoes were gone. In his palm were a pair of exquisite and delicate feet, wearing white and warm socks. The five-finger socks made each toe look very lively, soft, small feet, round heels pressed against his palms, even wearing socks, still feel that they are exquisite works of art.

Tang An didn't know why her shoes were missing, but he didn't ask more, because many times it would be unlucky if you talked too much. This is the lesson learned after being attacked by the blast cats countless times.

The feet were soft and very comfortable to hold in his hands. Tang An must admit that the softness seemed to exude a warm fragrance, which made Tang An's cheeks warm.

Her skirt is relatively fluffy, and she will rub against Tang An's cheeks from time to time. There is some meat on her small butt, which will not make Tang An feel the pain of being pressed by the bones.

"I feel that General Golden Tooth is my least important job. I am also a nanny, cook, accountant, long-time worker, mount..." Tang An couldn't help saying, "The Black Tiger striker is more leisurely than me. It should still be there now. Watch "Cat and Mouse" at home."

What Tang An adjusts to Black Tiger Forward is the video resources on the Internet, which will be played one after another. When he went out, he did not expect that he would not go back all night. I wonder if Sang Mengmeng will turn off the TV. .

Forget it, don't worry about wasted electricity bills.

"Is there anything you are dissatisfied with!" Nan Mao put one hand on Tang An's head, and the other hand pinched Tang An's earlobe.

Tang An felt a little itchy, and pulled her hand away and said, "There is nothing dissatisfied. This general is willing to be a bull and a horse for the king and dedicate this life!"

Nan Mao nodded with satisfaction, "In order to allow you to serve the King forever, when the time comes, I will hold a ceremony for you to gain immortality..."

Nan Mao's voice stopped abruptly. This was not a ritual that could be held casually. It was actually a very evil ceremony. Nan Mao's heart beat twice.

It was a strange heartbeat. Nan Mao touched the position of his heart and frowned. Why did it calm down after beating like this, and it would be accompanied by a hot cheek?

It must be because this kind of ritual requires two people to face each other. This situation is so disgusting, that's why his heart beats and his face is hot. Nan Mao nodded as if he understood it.

"Eternal life? There is this kind of ceremony!" Tang An was pleasantly surprised. Although he was still young, there was no need to consider the question of immortality, but who didn't want to live forever? This world is so beautiful that Tang An could not bear to leave in just a hundred years.

"I know all kinds of rituals..." Nan Mao hesitated and didn't want to continue the topic just now. He was too impulsive. "The highest level of spiritual arts is rituals. All kinds of spiritual arts that require rituals are super powerful. Power can create all possibilities."

"As expected of the Southern Cat King!" Tang An hurriedly flattered, "My lord, when will the ceremony of immortality be held?"

Tang An is also very interested in this kind of ritual, because the immortal rituals seen in various movies, TV dramas, novels and stories are all evil and mysterious, and even have a heroic feeling of changing their lives against the sky.

Presumably the rituals that Nanmao mastered should be a bit different from those, probably without countless human heads, blood, children, infants, boys and girls.

"At least you have to wait until you have completely mastered the talent of madness." Nan Mao held his head up and stopped Tang An from continuing this topic with an arrogant attitude, "Now you can't bear the physical constitution required for the ceremony... In fact, it is said. Immortality, but it’s not the real immortality you imagine. It’s just that the life span is extended to more than a thousand years. If you are hit by an irreparable fatal attack, you will still die. So, don’t expect too much...nothing can be eternal. Existence, this is the only truth that all worlds coexist."

Tang Anshen nodded affirmatively, "Yes, nothing lasts forever... But a thousand years are also very long, so many things will happen in a thousand years. I think about it, 1015 AD, that is In the Song Dynasty, hey, Fan Zhongyan, who wrote "The Story of Yueyang Tower", was born with worries and worries, and the joy of the day after tomorrow was also awarded a scholarship this year. After that, the Northern Song Dynasty ended and the Southern Song Dynasty began. Grandpa Zhang Sanfeng came out and passed the Ming Dynasty. Here comes the Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, from 1949 to the present... such a long history is only a thousand years, and it is enough to live a thousand years."

"When the cat's belly swallowed the northwest corner of the empire, it took more than a thousand years...A thousand years is just the time to study a large-scale ritual." Time is a little dismissive, this is a very useful but not worthy of the name of the ceremony.

"I have been eating for a thousand years, so this is considered a foodie..." Tang An said admiringly, and asked curiously: "It seems that immortality is not the most powerful ritual. What is the most powerful ritual? "

"My Neighbor Totoro Summoning." Nan Mao said with a solemn expression, and at the same time pinched Tang An's fingers with his big toe and two big toes and rubbed it, because I don't know why the soles of Tang An's palms are itchy. , This kind of action can soothe the itching sensation.

Tang An was feeling her two thin toes, but she couldn't help but laughed when she heard this, because the creature like Chinchilla seemed to have no meaning other than being cute. He ate it all day long. Sleeping and eating, making yourself fat into a ball seems to be the ultimate meaning of their lives.

What can I do to summon a Chinchilla? What's more, My Neighbor Totoro is not a real cat either! However, if the Totoro summoned is the kind in Hayao Miyazaki's animation, it is a bit powerful, but it can't be called the most powerful ceremony!

"The Chinchilla of the Beast Spirit Empire is not the one you know." Hearing Tang An's laughter, Nan Mao reached out and grabbed Tang An's earlobe again, feeling that the earlobe was soft, and it was a bit fun to touch, so Even if Tang An came to pull her hand away, Nan Mao did not let go, and then said: "The Chinchilla of the Beast Spirit Empire is a mysterious holy spirit that can swallow everything."

"It sounds like a cat belly, right?" Tang An heard the word swallow everything, didn't the cat belly also eat up the northwest corner of the beast spirit empire.

"No, it can't be described by almost. It is said that the cat's belly is the blood of the Chinchilla, so it has this ability to swallow, and the Totoro body has a stronger ability to swallow, it does not need to take the initiative to swallow, as long as it appears Where, everything around will be swallowed by it, endless, endless~www.wuxiaspot.com~ If it appears around the earth, in the shortest time unit that humans can understand, the earth...others near the earth The planet, including the sun, will be swallowed by Totoro.” Nanmao explained, “No cat can truly understand Totoro, cannot explain its existence, and cannot find its location. It can only use the most powerful ritual to pay. Everything comes to summon it, and after summoning it, the summoner will also be destroyed."

"This... isn't this just a black hole!" Tang An was taken aback. The most powerful ritual was to summon a black hole. Compared with this kind of spiritual summoning, a nuclear weapon is really a bird... this kind of ritual. Tang An can’t help but wonder if Nanmao is blowing cats!

"You can understand it as a black hole, and to me, the black hole that exists in your world is just a chinchilla wandering in the starry sky. Because your world is vast in time and space, you can eat a lot, so they all gather. In your world.” Nan Mao easily explained the mysterious celestial bodies in the universe that plagued geophysicists, mathematicians and heavenly families.

Tang An was wondering, should he contact classmate Hawking and tell him not to think too much. Black holes are actually something called My Neighbor Totoro. They only appear because the universe eats a lot?

"You don't know how to do such a ceremony?" Tang An said worriedly.

"This kind of ritual has not yet been mastered by cats!" Nan Mao had no face, so he said loudly: "Even King Tooth doesn't know how. This kind of ritual only exists in legends. There is no record of cats performing such a ritual. The ceremony really summoned Totoro!"

Tang An can rest assured, that's good. For the existence of black holes that are too mysterious and incomprehensible, people have a kind of instinctive fear. The thought of being sucked in by the black hole will make people feel the sense of powerlessness and ignorance. Fear.