When Mr. Xiong wasn't paying attention, he suddenly picked up the fat cat!
Then he grabbed the tail and stuffed it hard towards the small hole.
Then he shouted directly to the potato field at his feet: "Little turtle, the fat cat that kicked you just now is provoking you again. Its tail is right here, you can do whatever you want!"
Mr. Xiong didn't react at all and looked confused.
But soon, there was movement underground!
A streak of gray lightning moved forward at an incredibly fast speed in the maze-like underground.
Then he came to the cave entrance in an instant, saw Mr. Xiong’s thick, big and furry tail, opened his mouth and bit into it!
Meow!!!
Mr. Xiong let out a scream and his face changed.
Then he suddenly jumped up, waving his thick furry tail wildly, trying to shake off the little turtle hanging on it. However, it was of no use...
It's hard to let go of a tortoise once you bite it. What's more, this isn't an ordinary tortoise? It's a very awesome magical tortoise!
"Boy Fu, I'm going to fuck you up! You...you actually used such a destructive trick." Mr. Xiong was going crazy.
Fu Yang laughed loudly.
"I was just randomly imagining it, and I didn't expect it to actually work! This shows two things. First, this little turtle is indeed not a mortal thing. It has the same intelligence as a human being. At least it can know what we are talking about.
Understand what we are saying. Secondly, it doesn’t really seem to like you very much...or maybe it likes you too much."
Meow, meow...
Mr. Bear let out an angry cry.
Wandering around and jumping around in the potato field. It really looked like a wild cat.
But the struggle is in vain, this little turtle is determined not to let go!
Even when Mr. Xiong ran past Fu Yang, he seemed to see a very humane cunning flash through the eyes of this little turtle, which was not much bigger than a mung bean...
"Huh huh huh... I'm tired, I can't survive anymore, I'm begging for mercy. Little bastard, can you please let go?"
Mr. Xiong was lying on the ground on his back, his white belly rising and falling, obviously very tired.
Fu Yang knelt down and gently stroked the little turtle's shell with his fingers. He whispered softly like a weird uncle coaxing a child: "Don't worry, little turtle. We don't mean any harm. I don't know where you are from."
Are you here? Come back with us, okay? If you stay in this place, it will not be good if you are discovered. After all, here are ordinary people. I am a Taoist priest, and this fat cat is also a monster... We are actually
We are the same kind. How about being a companion?"
It was too tough to be tough, so Fu Yang could only shameless Xiaozhi and use his emotions to reason.
The result was unexpectedly smooth!
This psychic magical little turtle seemed to understand Fu Yang's words, and slowly let go of Mr. Xiong's tail, and actually climbed onto Fu Yang's palm.
Fu Yang brought it close to his eyes.
One person and one turtle, big eyes staring at small eyes.
The little turtle actually stretched its neck and gently cupped it into the palm of Fu Yang's hand, which seemed to be a bit intimate.
"Hey! This little guy seems to like me quite a bit."
Fu Yang was pleasantly surprised.
Mr. Xiong's big, round face also came close to him, looking at it warily with a pair of cat eyes.
"Young Master Fu, I have calculated with my fingers that this guy is a terrifying evil spirit! I absolutely can't keep him, so I'd better not have him."
"Come on! Can I not know you? You are obviously afraid of being bullied."
"Afraid? Haha... Mr. Xiong has ruled the world for more than three hundred years. He has pooped in the Emperor Jinluan Palace and peed in the Maoshan Patriarch Palace. That is lawless. When have you been bullied by other things?"
This guy still wants to save face...
"Squeak, squeak, squeak."
The little turtle in Fu Yang's hand suddenly made a strange sound, as if it was saying something.
It's a pity that neither of them understands.
The little turtle jumped from Fu Yang's hand to the ground, then slowly rose into the air. He suddenly opened his mouth and sucked at the potato field at his feet!
Hoo ho ho!
Suddenly there was a strong wind.
The soil on the ground beneath my feet began to roll, as if something was crawling underneath.
Then, in the horrified eyes of Fu Yang and Master Xiong, countless potatoes soared from the soil into the sky!
All flocked to the little turtle's mouth.
How many tons of potatoes were eaten in the blink of an eye?
"That's amazing, my brother! This... this thing couldn't be transformed from Taotie, right? It's absolutely terrifying to eat."
"Is the Taotie in the shape of a turtle? It feels like these potatoes were cultivated by the little turtle himself, and then they probably were willing to follow us, so they were all disposed of?"
Zhizhi,zhizhi...
The little turtle returned to Fu Yang's hands and even nodded. Obviously Fu Yang's guess was correct.
Mr. Xiong had a sad and angry expression on his face.
"Nah! Could it be that this thing will follow us in the future?"
"Yes! Such an awesome little guy, don't give it up for free. Let's raise it first and then talk about it."
Fu Yang prepared the Five Elements Gourd and prepared to take the little guy back with Mr. Xiong.
But what he didn't expect was that the little turtle suddenly jumped out of his hand, as if parachuting, and landed accurately on Mr. Xiong's back!
He opened his mouth and bit a few tufts of hair on Mr. Xiong's neck. Then he lay motionless on Mr. Xiong's back.
Because it didn't bite the flesh, it didn't feel any pain, it just seemed like there was something extra on its back...
"What's going on, Mr. Fu? Why are you patting me on the back?"
Mr. Xiong turned his head and felt unhappy.
Fu Yang almost burst out laughing.
"Hahaha! Damn fat cat, this little guy seems to regard you as a moving vehicle. It seems that it feels more comfortable lying on your back than on my hands."
ah?!
Mr. Xiong was almost furious. His tone was so vicious that he seemed to want to eat people.
"Okay, you little bastard! You just bit my leg and my tail. The pain was so painful that my balls were broken. Now, you want to use me as a free bus ride? I don't want to do that."
It vigorously shook the hair and flesh on its body, just like an ordinary cat would vigorously shake off lice.
But there was no way. The little turtle lay on Mr. Xiong's back, as steady as a mountain.
"Forget it, stop struggling, fat cat. It's not carrying a little turtle on its back, and it's not heavy."
"What a shame! When I regain my strength, I must stew this thing into soup. Stew nourishing tortoise soup... Oh no, I'd better make braised tortoise meat..."
While Mr. Xiong was having sex, he could only accept the cruel reality of carrying a little tortoise on his back.
So, a Taoist priest, a fat cat demon, a mysterious little turtle...
Together they slowly walked outside.
What kind of weird stories will happen between them? (Chapter 4 has been updated today! Lao Wu wishes everyone a happy New Year and a happy family. See you in 2017!)