Nan Mao didn't intend to continue the topic of losing face with Tang An, so he stepped on Tang An's palm hard, urging him to go quickly.

Tang An continued to poke away the branches and leaves of the trunk in front of him. At the same time, because the Southern Cat was sitting on his shoulders, he had to poke away the leaves from higher places, or he would hit her in the face, and she would be troubled by himself.

"Is there a ceremony to bring people back to life?" Tang An asked with great expectation and a little nervousness.

Nan Mao let go of Tang An’s earlobe, and put it softly on his cheek. After a moment, he let go, a soft feeling appeared in his heart. This feeling seemed to make people distract others. The emotions dissipated, and then became focused. Being affected by another person's emotions, the thinking in his mind seemed to change his habits because of this. Nan Mao was a little uncomfortable, and shook his head to dispel the feeling that permeated his heart.

She understood why she asked this. He was looking forward to the first time he met him, right next to his mother's graveyard, the boy who was lying on the grass, motionless, holding his arms around the tombstone, regardless of the scorching sun. .

"I know what you are thinking is just what I told you just now. There is nothing in this world that can exist forever, let alone a weak human." Nan Mao lowered his voice, as if the wind passed through Tang An and moved. The leaves are a bit unnatural.

"I know." Tang An sighed. Fortunately, he didn't expect too much. He just heard Nan Mao mention the magical rituals. These rituals are very mysterious and powerful. It is inevitable that people can look forward to the technique of reviving the dead. In those stories, resurrection and immortality are side-by-side secrets. Since immortality can be realized in a certain sense, then resurrection to a certain extent may be okay.

"but"

"But what" Tang An asked again quickly.

"Don't get excited" Nanmao hates other people expecting you to do things you can't do. "It is impossible for your mother to appear in front of you as you did before death, as you expected. But I can use retrospectives. Her ritual is supplemented by alchemy, allowing her to reappear in front of you. She has emotions for you and memories of the past, but she cannot be called alive. She can be said to be a dead person who uses alchemy to maintain her existence."

"This is no different from coming back to life." No matter how it exists, for Tang An, the most important thing is of course the mother's emotions and memories of her. Is there a difference between maintaining existence by alchemy and maintaining life by medical means?

"If you can accept this, my spiritual power will recover in the future, I can help you see your mother again." Nan Mao looked forward and sighed with some doubts. understand."

"Okay, okay" Tang An was overjoyed. He was a little excited and wanted to jump. Compared to being immortal, this is what Tang An dreams of most. Tang An repeatedly said: "My lord, from now on, I will be your most faithful No, I’m a slave, even if you ask me to dig a pit and bury myself now, I’m willing to"

"Why do I want you to dig a pit and bury yourself?" Nan Mao was so happy when he saw Tang An, a little angry, "What is from now on, isn't it before?"

"It used to be too" Tang An announced loudly that he was extremely loyal to the Southern Cat King.

Nan Mao put his hands on his chest sullenly, why he couldn't help but hope that he was happy when he saw him suddenly depressed, but when he saw that he was happy because of other things, and that he was a human or a female human, I am particularly unhappy

Nan Mao didn't want to talk to Tang An anymore, but just sat on his shoulders, feeling the traces of the residual spiritual power in the air, on the leaves, and on the grass.

After walking for a long time, the two of them gradually saw a faint moonlight coming through. Knowing that it must be because of the open ground over there, they quickened their pace and Tang An and Nan Mao walked to the front of a big tree. , Suddenly opened up.

Here is a piece of emerald green grass exuding a faint luster in the moonlight, with light fluorescent flowers, surrounded by tall and broad-leaved trees, surrounding the large grassland.

There was a dilapidated small temple in the middle of the grass. Tang An first thought of the place where the old man he had met said to worship the lake god.

The kobolds in street stall literature are not very credible, but the custom of worshiping lake gods is not uncommon. This custom is not fabricated by carpet tabloids and magazines. Most of the rivers and lakes will start fishing before the fishing season. There is a worship ceremony, pray not to encounter strong winds and waves, the fish and shrimp warehouses are full.

This small temple should have been the place of worship in the past, and now it is probably used by the old man to worship the Kobold Lake God.

Nan Mao jumped off Tang An's shoulder, the skirt flying up and down.

"The traces of spiritual power permeating here are the strongest." Nanmao closed his eyes and raised his head, walking, looking, smelling, it is the cat's way to perceive the world.

Tang An watched the moonlight fall on her delicate little face. The quiet expression and beautiful face made the heart beat flinching. Tang An remembered a lyric: That night is too beautiful and you are too gentle.

"Tang An, tear down that temple," Nan Mao pointed to the small temple and said loudly.

Sure enough, the night is too beautiful. The Southern Cat King is too gentle. That is definitely an illusion. Tang An asked strangely: "Why did you demolish that temple?"

"There is a dog painted on the door of that temple. I hate dogs." Although I came to investigate the tracks of the kobolds, the Southern Cat doesn’t like seeing the patterns of dogs in places of worship like "temples" because dogs Spirit clan is not royal family, only royal family can have totems in places like temples.

The king is the king, and he can do whatever he likes and dislikes anytime and anywhere. Tang An remembered that he had just shown loyalty, so he went up without hesitation, and prepared to take down the door panel. After all, the temple was demolished, Tang An. There was still some jealousy. It was not the kobolds or the lake gods who were jealous, but the people with awe in their hearts.

"Hold on"

Tang An had just walked to the small temple, was about to observe the pattern of the dog and kicked the door down when Nan Mao spoke suddenly.

"This dog is painted like a New Year picture, it seems to be a door god" Tang An looked back at Nan Mao, wondering why she suddenly called for him to stop.

Nan Mao didn't see Tang An's suspicious eyes, nor did he explain why, but opened his hands and looked up at the moon in the sky.

The moonlight seemed to sense something. In Tang An's surprised eyes, the moonlight shining on the flowers and plants shifted from its original position and fell on Nan Mao.

Without the shining of moonlight, those flowers, flowers, and grasses that are emerald green or glowing under the moonlight will have a lot of ammonia nitrogen in an instant.

Nan Mao's body seemed to be condensed with moonlight, and the layers of moonlight covered her like a veil. Tang An's eyes widened, but Nan Mao's clothes seemed to be getting lighter and thinner.

Faintly, showing the curves of her body, although immature, it still has gentle lines.

The whole body of Nanmao seemed to be carved from beautiful jade, transparent and crystal clear, and the hazy beauty made Tang An hold his breath.

Suddenly, the light was shining, and Tang An had no time to make a choice between keeping his attention in surprise and turning his head quickly, don't look at indecent assault. The dazzling light had already covered Nan Mao's body.

Nan Mao stretched out its immature body, and then curled up. When the light dissipated, Tang An's eyes appeared as a big, fluorescent white cat.

The fluttering hair exuded the brilliance of diamonds. She proudly raised her head to look at the moon, and then turned to look at Tang An.

It was this glance, and the next moment, the big white cat jumped and rushed into the sky along the moonlight, then turned into a little light, and disappeared without a trace.

Tang An stared at the sky with widened eyes. After looking at it for a long time, he realized that the Southern Cat did not jump up and then jumped down again.

"Where did you go?" Tang An raised his head and looked at the sky. There was water vapor over Yangcheng Lake, but in this weather, the stars and moon could still be seen shining clearly, but there was no big white cat flying.

"At least tell me where you are going" Tang An lowered his head helplessly and began to observe the surroundings.

There is no change in the surroundings, it seems that the moonlight has been absorbed by the southern cat. The flowers and plants do not have the original feeling of aura and fairy aura. If there is a kind of fairy flower and grass in the world. It feels, but now it feels like just a patch of flowers and plants planted in a general botanical garden.

Tang An came to the ruined temple again. This is a small temple less than three meters high. The roof is covered with mud and blue tiles. There are many hollow holes on the three walls. The main entrance is the two painted dogs. Big wooden door.

Although the dog on the wooden door is not well painted, it can be seen that it is just an ordinary earthy dog. Tang An patted himself in another state of the same kind of earthy dog, and then walked into the temple.

Although the temple is small, because the entire temple only enshrines a clay sculpture Bodhisattva, it looks a bit empty. In front of the clay sculpture Bodhisattva is a crumbling table of eight immortals, and there is a gray futon in front of the table.

Tang An stepped on the mud and the dew all night, his pants were dirty, and he knelt down and worshiped the Bodhisattva without minding it. He was a disrespectful apologize for the door being opened just now, or he was waiting for forgiveness for continuing to open the door. .

When Nan Mao comes back, it is estimated that she will still demolish the temple gate.

Tang An finished worshiping the Bodhisattva before he got up and watched the Bodhisattva. He couldn't help but laugh. It turned out that the Bodhisattva was stitched together. The lower part of the Bodhisattva seems to be the second brother Guan. The style of the robe is very familiar, the second brother Guan. His head was gone, but on his neck was a clay dog ​​head with round eyes. The workmanship was rough. The squinting expression reminded Tang An of a Shiba Inu that was popular on the Internet.

Tang An felt that this must be a good thing done by the old man who said he had seen the lake god~lightnovelpub.net~ The original worship here was probably the second brother Guan, and then the old man wanted to worship the lake god, but he did not do it for the lake god. The grown-up remodeled the golden body and simply replaced it with a dog's head. This is much simpler and the cost is also low.

The light in the temple is too dim. Although I can see clearly, I can't even think about taking pictures with my mobile phone. Tang An decided to wait until dawn before taking a picture and sending it to his circle of friends.

After sitting for a while, Tang An was a little hungry. After all, it’s very hard to walk such a long road with a Nanmao on his shoulders, but the cooking and barbecue materials are all at Nanmao’s. Crabs and fish are eaten raw.

Forget it, wait for Nan Mao slowly, Tang An sat back on the futon, and now he can only wait for Nan Mao here. ~Good search and search basket color, you can read the following chapters as soon as possible

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