Chapter 959 The Cat’s Revenge 50
The little guy has long since become a big guy. The explosive power of kangaroos is already strong. It is normal for an ordinary kangaroo to kick a cow to death with one kick of its legs. What's more, it is two meters tall, covered in chestnut meat, and eating grass from the goddess of agriculture. Even the grass, as long as it belongs to the goddess of agriculture, carries aura.
Xining was a little worried: "Then Apollo is still heartbroken."
Apollo loved cows the most. No one dared to touch his cows, except the god of the universe. If a mortal hurts his cow, he may have to pay for it with his life.
The god of death is always very calm, as if nothing will affect him. Although the god is small, he is also a senior one: "I also heard what Pluto said, and Pluto heard what Dionysus said. Apollo was very distressed when he hugged the cow, but he didn't want it yet. To punish the little guy, the goddess of agriculture came out to speak..."
Goddess of Agriculture: "The little guy is my pet, but he is also your pet. I saw your cow running towards the little guy. If the little guy is killed, will you punish your cow? You can't favor one thing against another." ”
The goddess of hunting also spoke: "Since it was a cow that hit me, forget it. Those cows are indeed getting more and more angry. Last time they chased the god of wine all over the yard." As the sister of Apollo, and with the other goddesses, Having delivered him, his words carry some weight.
After all, it was the "mother" who brought it here. When the little guy heard this, he hugged the hunting goddess and put his head against her. The hunting goddess got used to it and patted the little guy's thick arm. It made everyone laugh.
The little guy is very well-behaved. Sometimes he will do some teasing things with God, and he will also pretend to be stupid and pitiful. It's also good at fighting. Hercules and God of War like to practice martial arts with it.
The God of War said nonchalantly: "It's just a cow. Let them regenerate. After so many years, only a few of them have died. Now that we don't have to worry about food and drink, we don't use them to represent days. If you think they are missing, let them Give birth to more babies. There are so many gods now that there is not enough milk.”
It used to be a herd of cattle, but later due to lack of faith, it was reduced to just a few dozen animals. Thinking about it, if the cow died at that time, it would be dead. I was almost hibernating, so I didn't care about the cow.
Apollo's anger gradually disappeared, so he gave up.
After Apollo was called away by the god Zeus, the gloating god Dionysus suggested not to waste it and get rid of it quickly.
But who will handle it? Pluto happened to come over for something, and everyone immediately called Pluto for help. After all, if Apollo's cattle were slaughtered, it would be difficult for Apollo to answer questions.
When Pluto found out, he agreed and agreed that he would choose one piece first. So the God of Death was called to take care of it, whose scythe was both fast and bright.
Pluto asked Death to cut a piece of meat into a particularly large piece. From the meat, I cut off a piece and gave the best part to the god of heaven, saying it was Apollo's cow and he had cut it up.
God Zhou got the beef, and Apollo couldn't say anything afterwards.
Pluto also gave Death a share and took the rest away. What we eat today is the reward for working as a god of death. Now that the God of Death was gone, when I went to the kitchen to wash my hands, I saw bread and golden applesauce in the kitchen. I told the fairy in charge to tell the god in charge and take them back to give to the god Xining, and then he left. As for whether the fairy reported to the superiors, he didn't care.
There were only empty pots left on the table, and even the steak soup was wiped clean with bread. The bowl of porridge was also licked clean.
With a slightly full stomach, I sat with the God of Death and drank some coffee. During the whole process, Xining laughed from time to time,
When the little guy pretends to be pitiful, he lowers his head and squats there with his arms in front of him and his ears drooped, as if he admits his mistake. Next to him was the distressed Apollo, surrounded by the gods. You can imagine the scene at that time, record it in the annals of history, and paint a painting that will be passed down to the world.
There is also the cunning Pluto, who just asked Death to cut it, and ended up taking the biggest and best piece of beef.
Xining smiled: "You just used my name to get the bread and jam back?"
"Well, if you can use it, use it." The God of Death was really honest and honest. Nowadays, the name of God Xining is very loud among the gods. Fairies and fairy servants want to bring the God of Beauty into the entertainment industry, while small and medium-sized gods, whether in the heaven or the underworld, hope that God Xining will give him some business and earn some faith. Okay, after listening to the story and eating the steak, it’s time to wash the dishes.
When Death saw her standing up, he took the first step to pick up the tableware: "I'll wash it, you rest."
The porridge, holding its plate in its mouth, floats, following death.
What's this rhythm? I always feel a little weird... Oh, come to think of it, is it because I gave you some porridge and some faith yesterday?
These two guys are really enough. Isn't it just a little bit of faith? Isn't that what it is?
The cat that gave birth yesterday gave birth to three kittens. As for which cat was reincarnated, I don’t know.
Animal souls are relatively weak, and unless they are evil spirits, they cannot exist in the mortal world for too long like human souls. If you don't reincarnate, it will disappear soon. Therefore, the underworld of this protoss is filled with human souls, not other animals.
Looking at the three new lives sucking milk, it was so warm that Xi Ning's heart melted a little.
Putting down the openable cover on the outside of this large room, Xining looked at the porridge floating around him: "When will you be reincarnated?"
Porridge didn't even turn his head, indicating that he didn't hear it.
She rolled her eyes: "The matter has been resolved. Your enemy has sacrificed twenty years of his life and is still lying in the hospital with no skin on his body. Do you really want to stay here forever and not go back to the hospital again?" "Start?" Do you still want to wait until the old master dies so that the dead can see each other again and reminisce about the past?
The porridge was still floating beside him, showing no movement or expression at all.
Forget it, just stay here if you like. She was leaving soon anyway, and the body owner would decide the rest.
The God of Death was busy somewhere, and he didn't come back until evening, so the whole day passed by again.
After dinner, I had finished washing and planned to go to bed. Thinking that the female cat needed some nutrition, she got up, went to the kitchen, warmed some milk, and carried it over.
When the lid was opened, the female cat was originally wary, but when she saw it was her, she immediately relaxed and licked her newborn kitten and looked at her. It means, look at my child, how cute he is.
Xining smiled unconsciously and placed the milk basin in front of her. After thinking about it, the mother cat reached out her head and started licking it with her tongue.
After finishing eating, Xining put away the plate and gently closed the lid of the box. If you don't bother them anymore, the alarmed female cat will often hurt the kitten, or take the kitten to a safe place, causing the kitten to die. So postpartum depression is not only experienced by humans, but also by animals.
This is the ingenious design of this cat apartment. Each nest can be opened for easy cleaning and placing quilts and bedding in winter. The rooms in the corners are reserved for female cats who wish to be quiet and safe while giving birth.
He held the basin in his hand and was about to go back to the room. Suddenly the porridge flew in front of her and blocked her.
What's wrong? Xining stopped in confusion.
At the entrance of the alley, several black figures appeared, and someone was coming.
(End of chapter)