Mang Shusheng's Ink Painting Practice

Chapter 55 Cat Agent
Zhao Yifu felt something was not right.

Because his soul had also been strengthened, he discovered that something was wrong with the mouse, as if a demonic aura was about to burst out.

He was worried about whether his cats were in danger, so he killed the mouse with a sharp blow of his sword.

And the timing was just right, it was the moment when the evil spirit in the mouse was about to burst out but did not break out yet.

By the way, this large Yangming bronze sword is indeed amazing. It should have dispelled the evil spirit from the mouse in one go, right?

This time, Zhao Yifu was sure that he had really obtained the treasure.

All the flattery I gave Mr. Cangqiu on the mountain before was not in vain. The old man likes this kind of flattery. Isn’t this a good thing for him?
Even though this sword technique does not match his current system, this ability to cut through the demonic energy is more than enough.

He worked alone until dark, then went to rest yawning.

The loyal servant was really anxious seeing this. The Imperial Examination would be held in less than three months, so how could the young master not be anxious at all?

You should review your lessons!
Wu Zhong, who once worried that her young master would be frail and sickly and lose the family martial arts skills, is now almost becoming a mother who pushes her son to death.

However, when Zhao Yifu returned to his room to rest, he looked outside with some surprise and asked, "Are there fewer cats outside?"

In fact, the yard seemed empty tonight, with only Yiyi and Dahei as company.

Wu Zhong said, "Those wild cats all ran away after dinner. I guess they are just too wild to be tamed."

"Don't worry, Master. We have food for them in the yard. They will be back in the morning."

Zhao Yifu thought it made sense, so he went back to his room to sleep.

I don’t know how long it took, but it started to drizzle and it was dark outside.

Suddenly, a faint cat's cry was heard in the distance.

This is normal. After all, Moyang City is so big that there are always night owls calling out at night.

But at this moment, Yiyi, who was sleeping next to Zhao Yifu's pillow, suddenly raised her head, and her eyes with vertical pupils shone faintly like sapphires in the dark night.

It stretched out its claws and wanted to pat Zhao Yifu.

But halfway through, she remembered something and retracted her claws. She pressed her pink paw pads against Zhao Yifu's face...

Once, twice...

Suddenly, Zhao Yifu opened his mouth and sucked the pink little pad into his mouth.

"Meow~"

Yiyi called out in a baby voice, as if she was complaining coquettishly.

Zhao Yifu woke up with a laugh and hugged the cat, sucking and rubbing it hard until he was satisfied and then put the cat down.

At this moment, Yiyi looked like she had lost all hope in life. She silently waited for Zhao Yifu to finish with her, then she stood up tremblingly and meowed.

Zhao Yifu said in surprise: "What? You want me to go out in this weather?"

He looked at the rainy night outside and to be honest, he really didn't want to go out.

"Meow meow."

Yiyi called out twice again.

"Okay, then let's go and take a look. How did you know I wanted to catch mice?"

He could actually converse so fluently with a cat... But when you think about it, all the cats in his yard can speak human language, so this doesn't seem like a big deal, right?

"Meow meow meow……"

Zhao Yifu was speechless for a moment before he said, "Well, you heard the task my mentor assigned me, and then asked everyone to help?" Never mind how Zhao Yifu could have deciphered so much from those few meows. He simply realized, "No wonder the other cats aren't here tonight. They're all out on patrol for me."

He was quite touched, feeling that all the time he had spent buying cat food was not in vain.

He even trusted the cats so much that he didn't care whether the warning was accurate or not. Perhaps in his heart, even if he returned empty-handed, he still had to go, because he didn't want to disappoint the kittens.

He changed his clothes in a hurry.

In fact, he just changed into a darker Confucian robe.

As for covering your face and hiding your identity?
He had thought about this, but felt that it was not very meaningful.

Wearing a Confucian robe and carrying a big sword, he ran quickly in the direction pointed by Yi Yi.

Running on the street, he once again felt that he should learn a light-weight martial art.

Fortunately, under curfew, there was no one else on the streets except the city guards patrolling the city.

As for the City Guards...

On this rainy night, he covered his entire body with the secret technique of Mirage. Who would notice a ball of water vapor flashing by in the darkness?
The rain was still falling, and when Zhao Yifu arrived at the dock, he was already wearing a rattan hat... He had picked it up when he passed by a team of night patrol soldiers.

He was wearing a wicker hat and looking at the waves at the dock, when he heard a cat's meow.

"Meow~"

He turned his head and saw the man with the mustache squatting in front of a wooden stake on the dock, shouting warnings to several figures that were looming in the water.

Zhao Yifu immediately rushed forward, walked up to the mustache, reached out and touched its head, and said, "I'm here, good job."

The little mustache's sparkling cat eyes looked at Zhao Yifu, and his eyes were a little watery... He was so gentle, it made me cry.

At this moment, the figure in the water also stopped suddenly.

Suddenly, a sharp voice said, "Human, where are the blood-scented rats and scabby rats?"

Zhao Yifu was quite surprised when he heard this. He said, "You can talk, are you all monsters?"

He tightened the large Yangming bronze sword in his hand, and was eager to try it out.

The shrill voice said, "Despicable human, answer my questions quickly, or I will eat you!"

Zhao Yifu said, "A while ago, I encountered a rat demon that attempted to use the blood of dozens of people to complete a blood sacrifice. It exuded a dizzying, strange, and poisonous aroma. Could it be the blood-scented rat you mentioned?"

The little mustache next to him, which gradually revealed a fierce look, became surprised. It was obvious that it had heard of the name of "Blood Rat".

A sharp voice said, "That's it. Where is it?"

Zhao Yifu said slowly, "I removed all the joints from his body, and then my master took him back to the sect to search his soul and take away his spirit."

"That's how I roughly figured out who you are... The rats of Midnight Country are truly courageous."

At this moment, another sharp voice said, "He still smells like a rat. Could it be that a rat also..."

Zhao Yifu bared his teeth and smiled. "I did kill a mouse during the day. It seemed quite extraordinary, but unfortunately it died before it could reveal its true form. It must have been just an insignificant little character, right?"

He had no good feelings at all towards the rat demon community of Midnight Country, just because the blood-fragrant rat could kill dozens of people for blood sacrifice without hesitation.

Apparently, these rat demons were in no mood to waste any more time talking to him. Suddenly, six figures jumped out of the water and attacked Zhao Yifu from all directions.

Hands-on session.

(End of this chapter)