Chapter 27 Bottleneck

It is still very difficult for ordinary people to deceive cats' hearing.

Cats have at least three times the hearing of ordinary people, and can accurately determine the specific location of tiny sounds.

After all, they are experts in catching mice, and this skill is the basis.

As for why your cat did not respond when you called it, it was just that it simply did not want to pay attention to you and pretended not to hear it.

Li Xuan heard the movement in the yard and climbed up the wall again with pride.

"Little guy, who are you with?"

But the next moment, looking at the thick back slowly moving in the yard, Li Xuan frowned and found that things were not simple.

"Isn't this the small table?"

"What is he doing in the middle of the night?"

Li Xuan thought that it was Deng Wei who made the noise, but he found out that he had misunderstood.

But where was the small table going in the middle of the night?

During the day, I only noticed that this kid had a fat face, but now seeing his clumsy movements, he really lived up to his name, looking like a low table, wide and round.

"There are few quiet people in this palace."

Li Xuan sighed in his heart, hanging behind the small table from a distance, wanting to see what this guy wanted to do in the middle of the night.

If you don't sleep at night, you can always run into some strange things.

Especially in this palace.

This is Li Xuan's experience of being a cat in less than a year.

After the small table walked out of the backyard where the eunuchs lived quietly, he quickened his pace.

He moved forward in the dark in Yanqu Hall, moving in a certain direction with a clear goal.

This made Li Xuan raise his eyebrows slightly.

"Didn't this kid just report to Yanqu Hall today? Why is he so familiar with the terrain?"

He looked stupid and stupid during the day, and was taught a lesson for looking at people a few more times.

As a result, he showed his ability at night.

"It seems that we can't just look down on the people in this palace, as they all have special skills."

Li Xuan couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

During the day, the small table looked harmless, but at night, he could move forward in the dark with a determined face, like a dead soldier.

After groping in the dark for a long time, the small table finally arrived at the destination.

This is an ordinary room in the front hall.

The small table suddenly rolled slowly on the ground, then leaned against the wall and looked around cautiously.

Li Xuan was standing on the eaves above the small table.

Due to his natural skin color, even if the small table suddenly looked up, Li Xuan only needed to close his eyes to instantly enter the "invisible" state.

So on the eaves, Li Xuan stretched his neck to look down, peeking unscrupulously.

The small table did not look up, and after looking around a few times, he felt relieved to touch the bottom of the window.

Then came the classic scene of poking through the window paper, inserting a hollow bamboo tube, and blowing air into it.

"What a professional technique! I wonder who trained this little table."

Although he exposed his clumsy shortcomings on the way here, he has done a good job at his age.

But as time went by, Li Xuan felt something was wrong.

"Why did he blow for so long? Isn't it enough to blow once for the incense?"

"Is it because of caution that the dosage is increased?"

Li Xuan tilted his head and looked at it carefully, and the expression on his face gradually became dull.

"This kid doesn't seem to be blowing air into it, but inhaling it!"

The more he looked, the more it looked like, and finally he was sure.

"Ah?"

Li Xuan subconsciously covered his mouth with his paws, his eyes full of disbelief.

The little table held the bamboo tube inserted into the window in his mouth, and kept sucking it with a "hissing" sound, as if he was smoking.

Looking at his red-faced excited look, it was obvious that he had already been high from smoking.

"Isn't this too perverted!?"

Li Xuan felt that the scene in front of him had exceeded the kitten's tolerance limit.

"This little fat guy just got a lesson during the day, and he dared to come and steal and smoke late at night."

"What kind of desperate pervert is this?"

"Xiaozhuo, quite extraordinary."

"The punishment, it's really too much!"

Li Xuan was amazed and couldn't bear to leave.

He wanted to see how perverted Xiaozhuo could be.

"You are not old, but you have such a weird hobby. No wonder you stare at me during the day. It turns out that you have captured your target."

The world is so big that there are all kinds of strange things.

Xiaozhuo probably smoked for another quarter of an hour before leaving reluctantly.

It should be said that this kid's lung capacity is far beyond that of ordinary people.

When he left, he had a sickly satisfied smile on his face, and he looked as creepy as he could be.

Li Xuan silently watched Xiao Zhuo's back as he left from the eaves, swallowing hard.

"What's going on?"

Xiao Zhuo looked a little younger than Deng Weixian, which meant he was just over ten years old.

But the way he looked just now, it was obvious that this was not the first time he had done such a thing.

Is this a moral decline or a distortion of human nature?

Li Xuan did not dare to think about it anymore, and planned to put this eye-catching scene tonight behind him.

...

In the next few days, Li Xuan would go to Yanqu Hall when he had nothing to do.

During the day, he watched the talented people dancing and singing, and at night he studied and practiced hard with Deng Weixian, and his days were quite fulfilling.

Of course, Xiaozhuo was also working hard to stick to his perverted quirks.

Every night after they finished practicing martial arts, Xiaozhuo would sneak out.

Now that Li Xuan knew what he was doing, he naturally lost the intention to continue following him.

That scene was really too eye-catching.

And his recent practice had also encountered considerable resistance, and he really had no time to care about these trivial things.

Although he was still practicing every day, Li Xuan found that the progress he could improve each time was getting less and less.

Especially in the past two days, he only increased his progress by 1% every day.

And the physical fatigue was getting worse and worse, and it could be felt very clearly.

His meals have not been bad at all these two days. He not only ate a meal in Jingyang Palace, but also had a meal in Yanqu Palace.

Of course, Liang Chuchu hasn't seen her own food for several days.

It seems that she was scared by Wang Suyue's military boxing last time. She recently found that her meals were cleared out, and she just quietly bought other people's food.

The bruises on her face haven't disappeared yet, so how dare she trouble Wang Suyue again.

Last time, she was the first to fight, so Wang Suyue was only verbally reprimanded by Yinfang Gonggong, and didn't receive any actual punishment.

As for Liang Chuchu, Yinfang Gonggong didn't care about her at all.

If Liang Chuchu didn't have a good father, there would be no place for her in the harem.

This is convenient for Li Xuan, who can enjoy Liang Chuchu's food unscrupulously.

Anyway, this guy didn't have good intentions from the beginning, thinking of cutting off their monthly allowance in Jingyang Palace.

It just so happened that Li Xuan also taught her a lesson, letting her taste the feeling of having no food to eat.

Therefore, Li Xuan ate without any psychological burden.

It was just that it was hard to change from imperial meals to ordinary meals suddenly.

It was easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it was hard to go from luxury to frugality.

But Li Xuan was already a mature cat, and this little bit of suffering was nothing to him.

But it also made him understand that the energy consumed by practicing the Blood-Slaying Tiger Claw could not be completely replenished by eating.

The night was gray, and the dream was heavy.

In the courtyard where Deng Weixian lived, two figures, one above and one below, stood apart from each other.

Tonight, neither Li Xuan nor Deng Weixian continued to practice martial arts.

Both of them felt that continuing to practice would eventually hurt the foundation and might cause irreversible damage.

One person and one cat frowned, not knowing what to do.

They all had the same question in their hearts.

"Should I continue to practice this technique?"