Chapter 675: Out of the Mountain

Meow--

Meow--

Meow--

The sound of the female cat next door giving birth came from the baby monitor, mixed with the intermittent sound of firecrackers, like a strange concerto, which was annoying at first, but after getting used to it, it seemed to have a hypnotic effect .

Femas is very tired today, both physically and mentally. Zhang Zian knew it when he went out in the middle of the night. He wanted to wait for him to come back before going to sleep, otherwise he would be woken up by the sound of the rolling door, but he fell asleep after waiting. .

"Meow~"

"Meow~"

It felt that just after closing its eyes, Xinghai couldn't fall asleep because of the noise, so it could only complain: "Xinghai, people are screaming to have a baby, what are you doing?"

"Brother Fei, are you talking in your sleep? It's time to wake up, it's getting late, we have to leave as soon as possible."

Femas shook his ears and opened his eyes with doubts. It wondered where the old tea in the middle of the night would take it? Could it be that he is going to the next door to midwife? But it's a dog, why should it midwife a cat? Have you never heard of "Do not kiss cats and dogs"?

In the quiet valley, it was early morning. The morning sun rises from the east. Due to the obstruction of the mountain peaks, the sunlight has not yet penetrated to the bottom of the valley, and the crystal dew is still lingering on the grass leaves.

It seemed to be drizzling last night, the blue stones at the entrance of the ancestral hall were wet, and the air smelled very cool.

Lao Cha sat on another futon, looking at it with a smile.

Femas stood up shaking his hair and yawned, feeling that it is difficult to sleep normally now, always wandering between the real world and the mental world.

"Brother Fei, there are still some sauced meat and baked potatoes left over there. You will fill your stomach with it, and we will leave after eating. Last time I heard from the servants of the Wu family that Miss Wu's send-off team seemed like It is scheduled to leave today, if we go late, there will be many twists and turns." Old Cha pointed to the altar table beside it, on which there were sauced meat wrapped in oil paper and baked potatoes that were still warm.

"Old tea, have you eaten it?" Femas asked.

"I've already eaten it." Old Cha replied.

Femas never refuses food. He ate the meat and potatoes in two mouthfuls, licked his lips and burped—it’s enough to fill his stomach in the world of Xinxiang, so he doesn’t need to think about chewing slowly.

The sound of Xinghai meowing came from outside the ancestral hall. Fei Masi followed the sound and saw Xinghai jumping up from the grass and pounced on a yellow butterfly in the air. The butterfly may fly slowly and heavily with dew on its wings, and be caught in the heart of its claws. Xinghai still didn't hurt the butterfly, looked carefully and let it fly.

"Brother Fei, check the ancestral hall carefully to see if there is anything missing. If we go to Binhai Town, it may be difficult to turn back in a year or so. If there is anything useful, you might as well bring it along with you." Old Cha gently reminded .

In fact, the old tea has already been said for a long time. The transportation in this era basically depends on walking. If you go to Binhai Town, the possibility of returning after going there is very low. Even if you come back, it will take at least three to five years.

What can Femas need to bring? The old tea is nothing more than reminding it that it is time to bid farewell to this temple of chivalrous cats and righteous dogs, maybe temporarily or permanently.

It stepped out of the door, raised its head, and looked at the ancestral hall that had sheltered them from wind and rain for half a year.

After several months of wind and rain, the big characters "Chivalrous Cat and Righteous Dog Temple" became slightly darker, and the sun rose higher and higher, shining brightly on the glazed tiles on the roof of the ancestral hall. A few grass seeds were blown by the wind from nowhere in the gaps between the tiles, and a few wisps of new shoots had already tenaciously drilled out at this time.

I usually live in the ancestral hall with peace of mind, but now I want to leave, I feel a little bit sad in my heart.

After leaving, will someone take care of this ancestral hall? Will passers-by come in and burn incense and pray? Most importantly, will anyone still remember a dog and a cat once lived in the ancestral hall?

People leave their names, and geese leave their voices. Phymas wants to be remembered, even if only in the world of mental imagery.

After a while, it looked away and said, "Okay, let's go, I don't have anything to take away, I have already brought everything I need to take."

Yes, this is its mental world. Everything has been copied from Lao Cha's memory to its memory. As long as the memory is not lost, this temple of chivalrous cats and dogs will remain in its memory forever.

Old Cha smiled slightly, looked at the sky, "Okay then, let's set off."

"Xinghai! Don't play, it's time to go." Fei Max shouted.

"Meow~meow~"

Xinghai is catching another butterfly in the grass. This butterfly is very flexible and cunning, it does not dodge blindly, but circles around the sea of ​​stars, avoiding the sea of ​​stars many times. Hearing Fei Masi's call, Xinghai turned his head and took a look. The butterfly took this opportunity to lightly land on Xinghai's forehead, which looked like he was wearing a bowknot from a distance.

Fei Max raised a front paw to wave at Xinghai, and then he and Lao Cha took the lead outside the valley.

"Meow~"

Xinghai hesitated for a moment, trying to find the butterfly, but he couldn't find it after looking left and right, so he had to chase after Feimasi and Laocha regretfully.

Since the disappearance of wild animals and robbers in the mountains, tourists have already stepped on a small path in and out of the mountains. As long as they keep walking along this path, they can reach Foshan.

Along the way, the team of two cats and one dog attracted the attention of many tourists. Some people recognized them as chivalrous cats and dogs in the mountains. When they approached, they stood sideways and let the road out of the way, showing respect; some did not know them. , Trying to catch them and stew them into a pot of dragon and tiger fighting... Those who have such thoughts will suffer.

The closer you get to Foshan, the denser the pedestrians are. Vendors yell loudly to attract business, coolie rickshaw pullers are unkempt and unkempt, and there are even cars passing by occasionally on the potholed dirt road.

Crackling!

Boom!

The dense sound of firecrackers suddenly exploded ahead, the sound was almost deafening, and it lasted for a long time. The red firecracker clothes were spread all over the ground, and the strong smell of gunpowder smoke wafted down the wind, making Femas almost think that he had returned to the real world during the Spring Festival.

A lot of people blocked the front of the road, surrounded by water, as if something big happened, they were all watching the excitement, even some vendors stopped doing business, and ran over to watch.

Fei Max and Lao Cha looked at each other, and stopped silently by the side of the road.

"In broad daylight, which house is setting off cannons? Weddings and funerals? Weddings and funerals?"

"Hey! What a big show! What's going on?"

Some people are as confused as they are, asking each other.

"You don't know?" The well-informed person said ostentatiously: "Wu's married daughter, firecrackers open the way, and the team to see off the bride will come out soon."

"Which Wu family?"

"Which Wu family is there in Foshan? The Wu family outside Wu Mancheng and Wu Yuan!"