Chapter 923 Cat’s Revenge 14
Therefore, don’t compete with the great gods, otherwise you will be unlucky; don’t pretend to be awesome, or you will be struck by lightning.
Even if she is a god, she is still a small god, and she has to keep her tail between her legs to become a god. Don't look for trouble, look for a master to do it.
So Xi Ning became very fond of the cautious God of Death: "It's getting late, why don't you stay for dinner."
Death...
The God of Death stayed to eat in the end. He quickly learned to use chopsticks and used them quite well. In the end, he picked up all the handmade fish balls in the soup.
"Meow, meow~" She smelled the aroma of fish ball soup and rubbed the porridge on her legs.
"You're dead, how can you eat anything?" Xining couldn't help but put a fish ball in the palm of his hand and gave him some porridge.
I took the porridge in my mouth in one bite and ate it deliciously.
"Be more careful." The God of Death was holding the rice bowl in one hand and picking up vegetables with chopsticks in the other. His posture was very standard, and he looked handsome and calm: "You gave it some faith and made it stronger. Be careful that it turns into a demon. ! ”
"Oh~" Xining didn't take it seriously. He felt that his calf was being rubbed again and he still wanted more porridge after finishing it, so he gave him another piece of porridge.
After the meal, Death was so polite that he helped her wash the dishes. It must have been a long time since I had disturbed him, and I had to go back to the underworld for business so that she could pack up the snacks baked for the afternoon.
The five kinds of snacks are put into small bags and then put into large shopping bags.
"Thank you." The God of Death held a bag full of snacks in one hand and a scythe in the other. His appearance was not inconsistent at all. The main thing is that the face is good-looking, so appearance is the most important.
You must know that the God of Death is not popular among humans and gods. Gods are immortal and are not affected by death; humans hate death.
Xining smiled: "You're welcome. If you really want to thank me, give me some of the faith power you earned this afternoon." So far, there has been no notification of the arrival of this part of the faith power.
"This part is not part of the contract." Death explained: "And it's not much. This guy only has less than a year to live, and I have to split the account with Pluto..."
"Okay!" Xining raised his hand in surrender. He couldn't get it anyway, so he simply said generously: "I know, just treat it as my protection money. If you encounter someone who wants to break the contract in the future, you have to come as soon as possible." br>
Although he is a god, he cannot die and recovers very quickly, but it will hurt.
The God of Death has another account in his mind: he has lifespan to take, and he has souls to collect. Of course, such a good thing must be done quickly.
You must know that since humans no longer believe in the Oslo Protoss, the souls of the dead have gone to other underworlds. Not to mention Pluto and even the God of the Universe no longer offer sacrifices, so he is free. If Hades hadn't sometimes needed him for errands, he would have slept like many other gods.
Moreover, the freshly ground coffee here is very fragrant, the snacks are delicious, and the rice is also delicious!
Holding a large bag of snacks in his hand, he weighed them and found that there were quite a few. They had been baking all afternoon... The God of Death nodded: "I will be there as soon as possible, but I don't know when I will be able to come next time."
He can only come when someone wants to break the contract, which is really a pity when you think about it. Fortunately, I sent a lot of snacks. By the way, I have to hide them when I go back and eat them secretly, so that other gods of the underworld can't see them.
Death took the snack and disappeared.
Therefore, suffering a loss can sometimes be a blessing. Of course, we must also assess the situation and seize what others need.
The current appearance of the God of Death, wearing a skull mask, lowering the brim of his hat, and holding a huge scythe, is scary to all humans. Otherwise, the robber wouldn't even dare to fire his gun and would just run away.
The God of Death is originally responsible for death. Are you still afraid of a little girl like you killing someone?
Really tired, Xining knocked on his back and went to close the door. After going upstairs, I took a shower and then lay down to sleep. Not long after she lay down, she heard a cat meowing loudly outside... It seemed like she had forgotten something. By the way, I forgot to leave some cat food outside. No wonder the hungry stray cats meow so loudly.
I'm so lazy, I don't want to get up. Xining said in a daze: "Porridge, why don't you go out and tell them to stop barking and come back tomorrow."
Porridge was still curled up into a fur ball, lying next to him without even opening his eyelids.
The cat meowed too much. If you don't feed it, you won't be able to sleep tonight... There must be a brave man under the heavy reward. Xining was cruel and shed some blood. Anyway, he made enough money during this period: "Go. If you can settle it, I’ll give you some faith.”
With a "swish" sound, a black and white figure jumped out of the bed and ran out of the room door.
? ? ? So fast!
Xining's sleepiness disappeared, she got up, walked to the window and looked down.
I saw Porridge dragging the cat food bag out of the door with his teeth, and a group of hungry stray cats surrounded him.
For the sake of faith, Porridge dragged out the bag of cat food that was heavier than his own weight.
Xining...
When Porridge gained some faith, he curled up into a fur ball with satisfaction and lay beside him, soundly sleeping. The wild cats outside were also full and dispersed.
Xining smiled helplessly, closed his eyes, and fell asleep quickly.
At this time, most people were asleep, and so was F. It's just that all his "dreams" are nightmares, one after another.
"Meow, meow..." The room was filled with cat meows. The shrill meows could make people's hearts tremble and their whole bodies get goosebumps.
This kind of cry is what those in the group, including him, like to hear the most. Every time they hear it, they can't help but get excited and excited. But what F didn't expect was that it would be so scary when the meows continued one after another, even like a dozen cats at the same time.
It was so noisy that he couldn't sleep peacefully and wished he could go deaf.
But the problem is, there is no cat in the room with the light on, not even a cat. But there were a lot of cats meowing, meowing shrilly.
It was as if the ghosts of the cats he tortured to death were still lingering in the room, leaving him no peace.
He covered his ears with his hands, but the screams still reached his ears. A sound could shake his already fragile brain nerves and give him a splitting headache.
F couldn't bear it, covered his ears, curled up on the bed, almost collapsed, sometimes howling and sometimes sobbing: "I was wrong, I was wrong, okay, please spare me..."
At the beginning of another day, Xining chose a dark blue velvet dress and paired it with a long pearl necklace, dressing up like a noble lady. In fact, the body owner is quite beautiful among ordinary people, but of course he cannot be compared with the gods of the gods. After all, birth and genes are different. In this world, it would take thousands of years of hard work to grow up to look like Apollo or the Goddess of Beauty, without some divine blood.
Sitting in front of the computer, Nightmare reported on last night's progress. F didn't sleep well all night again, so he went to Chinatown early in the morning to find a fortune-telling parlor, presumably to find "professionals" to exorcise evil spirits.
But it was not ghosts or evil spirits who were trying to punish him, but the gods. Not to mention that there are still a few people who can really drive away ghosts. Even if they are found, they still have no ability to drive away gods.
Xi Ning thought for a while and said: "His fear is not as good as his faith, and you will be considered as a share of what he earns. Let him struggle for two days, and then lead him here."
(End of chapter)