Unknown forest, small river murmuring.

It's only late summer and early autumn, and the fir trees are just about to turn fiery red, and the wildflowers on the shore are still blooming. A small deer paced to the two-zhang wide river, looked carefully to the left and right, and then lowered its head to drink.

At this moment, a strange voice sounded not far away, like a cracked silk.

The deer was frightened, and jumped back a foot before looking up, only to see an unprovoked crack above the river, like a curtain that had been slashed.

The chasm was still slowly expanding, like something was about to be squeezed out.

What is this? The fawn looked sideways, but saw that water was flowing out of the crack, at first it was just droplets, but as the crack widened, the amount of water flowing out became more abundant, and soon it surpassed the small river below.

The turbulent water rushes forward along the river. The river could not carry so much water, so the waves flooded both sides and rapidly expanded the territory.

But at this moment, the rift in mid-air suddenly stopped expanding.

Immediately afterward, it shrank again, as if there were still two points of reluctance. The openings are getting smaller and smaller, as if they have been erased little by little by an invisible brush.

That is, half an hour later, the crack is gone.

In all directions, the wind and forests were bleak, the birds were chirping, and nothing seemed to have happened except for the sudden increase in the river.

Later, the excess water flowed away and the creek returned to its original diameter.

The frightened fawn had just taken refuge in the woods, but it could not resist its thirst, so it took three steps forward and one step back, and finally moved to the river.

It shook its ears and looked around alertly.

The surface of the river and the waterfront are very calm, and dragonflies fly by, making a circle of ripples.

It was finally reassured and bowed its head to drink water.

But after the third sip, a leopard suddenly jumped out from behind the stone and bit its back!

The deer was terrified and struggled desperately.

The two animals made a splash.

The leopard is twice as large as a deer and has strong strength, so it bites it tightly and drags it into the water, trying to drown it.

At this moment, the calm water suddenly exploded, and a black shadow rushed out of the river, sweeping the leopard directly into the water.

It didn't even have time to scream.

The fawn escaped death and rushed to the shore without looking back.

The surface of the river stirred for a few breaths, and then it was calm again, and a string of blisters floated in the murky water.

The river continued to rush forward as if nothing had happened.

Thousands of miles away, Shengyi, the capital of the country, is facing a raging storm.

The white cat Qianqian was trapped in the house by the heavy rain and couldn't go anywhere, so she had to find a brocade mat and sleep on all fours.

Suddenly a flash of lightning flashed in the sky, and then thunder rang out, and the house trembled. The cats were about to fall asleep, but now they were blown up again.

It turned its head to look inside, and was surprised to see a faint red glow on the bed a foot away.

Hey, what's that?

Qianqian jumped on the bed to take a closer look, but the red light was gone, only a few lightning bolts illuminated the room.

It sniffed its owner's chest, found nothing unusual, and lay down to sleep.

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After the rain, the sky is sunny, and it is rare that the sun is shining one day.

The fat thrush landed on the window lattice, and with a whole bunch of firethorn fruits in his mouth, he chirped twice into the house and tilted his head sideways.

The room was quiet and there was an echo.

It seems that this is a good place to hide things. Winter is coming, and it has to stock up on some food for the winter.

But before the thrush could fly in, a ball of white wool on the desk by the window suddenly moved, and in the blink of an eye, it pounced on the window lattice, and the hairy paws almost slapped on the thrush's head.

The thrush was so frightened that he spread his wings and flew high, and even the fruit in his mouth fell off.

It fled under the eaves to see that it was a long-haired white cat, so it was so angry that it chirped at the cat and condemned it.

The cat thought it was irritable and jumped out of the window to teach it a lesson.

The thrush can bend and stretch, and its head does not return and flies away, and it does not forget to scold in its mouth.

The cat grinned at the sky.

At this moment, the cat's ears suddenly turned back. It heard a strange noise:

The man on the bed took a long breath.

Hey, hey, could it be?

The cat jumped off the desk, took small steps and went inside, and jumped on the bed in three or two times, and circled around the man's pillow:

"Little San'er~~ Are you awake?"

Yan Saburo slowly opened his eyes.

It was bright in the house, and it must have been morning, for he saw the sunlight shining in the east window, and—

And the cat face that occupies almost all of his vision.

Although the cat's face was expressionless, he always felt that it was smiling. The white cat was still sniffing close to his face, and his slender hair made him want to sneeze a little.

But he still held back, she had a habit of cleanliness.

"What time is it?" he raised his hand and scratched the cat's neck, his voice hoarse after a long sleep.

"On the third day of the ninth month, it was the third day. It simply lay down, its soft white fur rubbing against the socket of his neck, "How is the body?"

Itchy, but he was reluctant to push it away. "I slept for half a year?"

"Well, half a year. The cat's two forepaws trampled on his face repeatedly, "From late spring to March, isn't it half a year?"

He had finally returned, and there was joy in her voice. Although his vital signs have been stable in the past six months, he still makes people very anxious after falling asleep.

"It's been raining for more than 50 days, and you wake up on a sunny day. "I can't go to the garden on a rainy day, and the cats are almost suffocated.

Yan Saburo felt his physical state, he was a little dizzy, and his breathing was still very short.

He relented for at least a quarter of an hour before he took the knife out of the ring and made a cut on his middle finger.

Chitose was slightly surprised: "Why do you self-harm as soon as you wake up?"

"It's time. He was silently lucky, and the white cat noticed that there was no blood coming out of his belly, but a little silver white, at first the size of a grain of rice, and then the size of an acorn.

If you look closely, you can see that it has a faint silver glow.

The thing moves, squirming around Tsubamezaburo's fingertips, like an oversized baby aphid.

"You forced the ice spirit out?" the white cat didn't dare to approach, as soon as this thing appeared, the temperature in the house dropped by more than seven or eight degrees, and it continued to fall.

It sneezed hard.

Yan Saburo immediately put the ice spirit into the storage ring, and the room temperature gradually returned to normal.

This thing was given by the dying man, and it served as a bonding and healing force when his heart was fragile and overwhelmed, and it was a necessary means to maintain life. Only when his heartbreak healed and he didn't need to borrow external force could he take out the ice spirit.

Chitose also breathed a long sigh of relief. It seems that his health has improved a lot. "He Xiaokite's tricks really worked. ”

Yan Saburo subconsciously pressed the position of his heart, and it was not painful: "I haven't fully recovered, but I can get rid of the ice spirit, and I have to drive out the cold poison later." ”