Outside Chongguang Town, there is a cat demon aunt who is stretching her muscles and bones. Her body is fat and about one foot tall, but her waist is also about one foot tall.
The orange fur is shiny and smooth, and looks very nutritious.
In her hands, there were two stone rollers that were larger than wheels, but she seemed to be juggling, shaking the two stone rollers around, throwing them high into the air from time to time and catching them again.
After playing for a while, the aunt put down the stone roller and hammered her non-existent waist with her chubby claws: "Oh, old man, I can't play with two small stones in less than an hour."
She turned around and saw him outside the town, wary of him coming in like a wild animal.
The cat demon aunt was startled and smiled: "Another wild demon is coming. It seems that the reincarnation of heaven means that our demon clan will prosper."
She shouted to the town at the top of her lungs: "Uncle Yang, come out quickly, there's someone new here."
After a while, an old sheep demon came out with several demon tribesmen. It was hard to tell how old he was, but he had a big beard anyway.
Uncle Yang glanced at him and asked the cat demon aunt: "Did you just find out? Can he understand human speech?"
The demon clan has been lurking within the human race for thousands of years. Although they hate the human race deeply, the human race has actually had an extremely profound influence on them.
For example, the demon clan no longer has its own language and writing, and now uses the human clan's.
Moreover, the current social structure of demons also imitates humans. For example, Uncle Yang is the director of the North Second Street Neighborhood Committee in Chongguang Town.
The cat demon aunt looked at him with some uncertainty: "You just walked in by yourself, and it seems you can't understand human speech."
Uncle Yang scratched his head: "That would be a bit troublesome. We have to teach him from scratch. Now the demons are too cunning. No demon is willing to adopt him."
The attitude of the demons towards wild demons has always been very kind, but in recent years there have been more and more of them and they can no longer be controlled. They have ordered neighborhood committees in various places to deal with them themselves when they find out.
It was okay at the beginning, because after all, the demon clan still has some difficulties in giving birth, and there are also some lonely old demons who are willing to adopt these wild monsters as godsons to provide for themselves in the future - again, the demon clan is actually influenced by humans.
Very profound.
But as there are more and more wild monsters, everyone has more choices, and they start to pick and choose. For example, he looks like he can't do anything, he is full of wildness and is difficult to discipline, and he seems a little crazy and stupid.
Yes, I'm afraid it will be difficult to send it out.
Uncle Yang suddenly looked at the cat demon aunt: "Cuifen, how about you keep him?"
"Me?" The cat demon aunt stretched out a small claw tip from her chubby and furry claws, pointing her finger towards her nose: "I can't even cook, how can I feed others?"
Uncle Yang is an experienced director of the neighborhood committee. He suddenly came up with an idea: "It is precisely because you can't cook that you raise him. This kind of wild monster has a very strong ability to survive. Don't you like to eat it?"
Fish, you take him to Linbian River, I guarantee that he will be very good at catching fish!"
The cat demon aunt Mao Cuifen's eyes lit up and she was very moved. She likes to eat fish very much, but she is afraid of water...
"Sure, I'll take him first. But let's agree first. If I can't do it, I have to return it to your neighborhood committee. We can't delay other people's children."
"That's it." Uncle Yang was happy and solved another problem.
The cat demon aunt picked him up and walked out: "Follow me."
The Linbian River is fifty meters wide and is the largest river near Chongguang Town. He easily caught seven or eight big fish in twenty minutes. Mao Cuifen immediately beamed and said happily: "This little guy is indeed as good as me." Destined!"
The cat demon aunt had nothing to do anyway, so she kept him by her side all day long, teaching him how to speak and read, and teaching him all the common sense of demon society.
"Mao Cuifen." She wrote these three words on the small blackboard: "If you get lost, just tell someone to look for Mao Cuifen. This is my name, remember it."
He uttered three syllables stiffly: "Mao, Cui, Fen——"
"Do you have a name? Do you also have your own names in the wilderness?" The cat demon aunt is still out of character, full of curiosity about the issue of names in the wilderness.
He hesitated for a moment, then used his claws to carve two words crookedly on the small blackboard.
The cat demon aunt slapped him on the head in distress: "You are a prodigal! Write with a pen."
Then she helplessly looked at the two crooked characters, and finally recognized them: "Song, Zheng? This is your name in the wilderness. It's just ordinary, not very majestic."
"Song, Zheng——" He read these two words and knew that this was his name. At this moment, something seemed to be awakened in his soul.
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Half a year later, a tour group visited the "Chongguang Monument" under the leadership of a tour guide. The tour guide repeated the explanation that he had said countless times: "...after completely wiping out the human gangster Glorious Blade, Yun Yixing completely Being controlled by our clan, this is the first planet that our clan has completely controlled. It represents the most important step in the great cause of our clan truly achieving the glory of heaven and earth and taking back the world that originally belonged to us.
Please see, everyone, this monument is carved from top to bottom with the heroes and sages of our clan since ancient times..."
The tour group passed by and left behind garbage all over the ground.
Uncle Yang frowned as he watched, took a broom and threw it to Song Zheng who was standing quietly: "Go, clean it up. Oh, these unqualified monsters, the yamen have repeatedly preached that traveling in a civilized manner and not leaving garbage on the ground , but these guys are just stubborn..."
Uncle Yang is old and talks a lot.
Song Zheng was obedient and cleaned up. As soon as he took out the garbage, he saw the chubby cat demon lady coming happily. She shouted to him from a distance: "Song Zheng, it's time to eat."
Uncle Yang waved his hand helplessly: "Go."
Then an old man and a young man came to the Linbian River. Song Zheng plunged in and started catching fish. Mao Cuifen lay on the bank waiting for the fish to eat.
Half an hour later, the cat demon aunt patted her bulging belly and said to Song Zheng: "You can go back first. I, I need to rest for a while."
The afternoon sun was warm, and the cat demon aunt turned over, her cat eyes gradually blurred, and soon she began to purr.
Song Zheng smiled and turned back.
When he returned to the Chongguang Monument, he saw Uncle Yang looking sad.
"You're back." Uncle Yang greeted him: "Trouble is coming. The higher-ups are recruiting troops again. Alas..."
Although the demon side now has the upper hand in the war, due to the problem of the demon mouth, there has been a shortage of troops. Every once in a while, conscription is needed to supplement the consumption on the front line.
Uncle Yang sighed: "In the past three conscriptions, we sent out sixteen little guys from Chongguang Town, but none of them have come back yet..."