No matter how angry the swordsman roared in his heart, the ghost master, whose IQ had dropped to the level of a hellhound cub, would definitely not notice it. On the other side, Woody, who was busy mopping the floor, did not notice that a complete porcelain cup was ruthlessly thrown into the trash can.
He had owned the villa for too short a time, and most of the furniture except the cat food bowl was left by the previous owner of the villa. If a few inconspicuous small items were missing, no one would notice them.
Feeling that he had fallen into the trash can, with two rotten vegetable leaves stained on the handle of the teacup, the swordsman closed his eyes in despair, cursing the brainless ghost master and praying that some homeless person who knew the value of things would pick him up from the garbage dump outside.
Although being in the garbage dump would not hinder her from recovering her strength, and it would be convenient to exchange for a usable body if there were workers coming and going, but thinking about the harsh environment of the garbage dump, the swordsman was still extremely resistant to this possibility.
"Now that you're done, go and take a rest. I've almost finished setting up the formation," the leopard cat's voice came, "Don't worry about me, I'm not tired. When you recover a little more, I'll have to ask you about the core formation to block soul erosion."
His tone was clear and gentle, completely devoid of the arrogance and naivety that the swordsman was used to hearing. This made the swordsman think for a moment that perhaps he was not Wodi but a substitute leopard cat that the ghost master found from somewhere. Unfortunately, the ghost master's words ruthlessly shattered her delusion the next second.
"I taught you before in the ghost realm," the ghost master said stumblingly. It was obvious that he had not lost the knowledge he had mastered because of the erosion of the hellfire. It was just that his slow reaction made it difficult for him to express himself smoothly. "Shielding soul erosion, in the final analysis, is to purify the garbage that has already appeared, just like this."
As he spoke, he clumsily made a circle with two fingers, drawing out a strangely shaped pattern, forming a miniature formation, and pasted it directly on the opening of the freshly sorted black garbage bag.
Wodi came over curiously and touched heads with the Ghost Master, and they watched together as the black garbage bag gradually turned into bits of debris under the purification of the formation, struggled for a moment in the air, and finally melted into nothingness, as if it had never existed.
Swordsman: Help, help...
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The possessed porcelain cup did not escape the fate of being purified. The swordsman felt suffocated and his soul fell to the ground. It was only the size of a fingernail, like a fat silkworm, struggling to pupate.
The only lucky thing in this series of bad luck was that the Ghost Master was not serious when he demonstrated the formation just now, and only condensed a little spiritual energy on his fingertips. Otherwise, given the sword master's current weakness, he would most likely be directly treated as a soul for purification.
The ghost master was still explaining with gestures several important points in the process of setting up the purification array, while Wodie was busy looking for paper and pen to take notes, and did not notice that there was a translucent insect struggling on the floor.
Just when the swordsman was on the verge of death and her consciousness was gradually becoming blurred, she finally touched another entity besides the floor. She couldn't wait to get in, not bothering to eavesdrop on the conversation between the ghost master and Wodie. The next moment she confirmed that she was safe, she fell into coma.
She didn't even have the energy to observe what she was possessed by.
After waking up with difficulty, she realized with horror that the object she was attached to was a cat litter box, and her weak soul had no strength to support her to leave. This was a terrible situation that would only happen the next day.
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After listening to the ghost master’s small class on magic array, Wodi studied for a while and arranged all the array arrays.
"The formation only covers a few rooms on the first floor, so you can't leave here recently," said Wodi, looking at Ghost Master with a little apology, "When you have recovered, we will discuss how to help you completely get rid of the Hellfire."
Now that Satan has returned to Hell with serious injuries, the Hellfire is at its weakest, so the chance of success in completely resolving this matter is the highest.
If the ghost master could think normally now, he would definitely tell Wodi that enduring the torture of hellfire was a choice he had made when he assimilated with the hellhound, and he didn't need Wodi to bear the consequences for him, nor did he need the kitten to worry about it. However, he was still in a dog-like state, and he only nodded and agreed when he heard Wodi's request, looking at him with a pair of confused eyes, obviously not understanding it very well.
Wodi patted the dog's head soothingly, feeling helpless about his fluctuating IQ: "The purification effect of the formation will make you feel weak all over. Go and rest for a while. I'm going out for a while."
Almost at the same time, the Twenty-Eight Mansions completed the final cleanup work and were on their way back to the headquarters.
Walking out of the gate of the former site of Sufang No. 1 Middle School, Luo Bozi suddenly looked back for a moment, lowering his eyes, and his sigh was mixed in the distant wind: "Lihua, in a few days, when the eradication of the Biluo Organization is completed, let's go back to your hometown... I think we should erect a stone tablet for Wodi. He is a well-deserved hero in this battle."
Li Hua was choked by the wind.
"Pfft, cough, cough," he was confused for a moment, thinking about how embarrassing it would be to attend his own funeral, and decided to try again. "It's not necessary, right? Not many people know him."
Luo Bozi said solemnly: "Wodi saw through the swordsman's conspiracy and used his life to fight against Satan for mankind. He deserves everyone's respect and commemoration. His heroic deeds will be forever engraved in the history books of the super power world. Lihua, he is your uncle, you should be proud of him."
Li Hua pouted in frustration, unable to think of any reason to refute, so he had to nod.
"Don't be sad," Luo Bozi touched the cat's ears. He felt that the cat must be too sad after losing a loved one so he reacted to Wodi's funeral in such a reactive manner. He couldn't help but feel distressed. "Think about something happy? Now that the swordsman is gone, you don't have to worry about danger anymore. You can enter and leave the headquarters freely!"
Li Hua's eyes lit up.
Oh yeah, he could finally join the night patrol again!
Although he was happy to study with Luo Bozi and secretly eat snacks every day, he still wanted to go on night patrol with Team Nangong.
Seeing the tabby cat's joyful look, Luo Bozi couldn't help but laugh and teased him deliberately: "You really don't want to be with me? That's so sad. I thought you liked me more than Tang Aibai."
"Of course I prefer hot pot!" Li Hua raised his head happily and flicked his ears, "I can finally go eat hot pot without worrying about a swordsman suddenly appearing and killing all the ordinary people in the restaurant."
He had saved up his salary for half a year and had never spent it. Now he could take Daju and Buo out for a feast and then go to the video game arcade to play all night. It was simply wonderful!
He was so excited that he couldn't help but speak out his plan. Then he saw Luo Bozi smiling and taking a step back, revealing a disapproving look from Kong Xiuwen next to him.
The kitten was frightened by his death stare and quickly changed the subject: "Not staying up all night. Ugh, I was wrong. We're not going to the arcade. Daju is still a kitten. The most we can do is play on the trampoline."
Kong Xiuwen then nodded reluctantly.
As long as they didn't stay up all night or do anything that would physically harm the cubs, he agreed that Daju would go out with Lihua to relax. After all, the swordsmanship restrictions didn't just apply to Lihua. Daju also hadn't left the headquarters for several months and looked listless recently.
In fact, he just divided his mental power to Lihua and Wodi in preparation for the battle. Daju didn't know Kong Xiuwen's idea. After the latter packed his travel backpack, he happily ran out of the door with his tail up, but was pulled back by Kong Xiuwen helplessly to hide his tail.
Li Hua initially followed the campaign to wipe out the Biluo organization. After realizing that the Biluo organization had no power to fight back and all the hidden formations and spaces were exposed, he asked Luo Bozi for leave, saying that he wanted to take Daju and Bu'ou out to play.
Even though he had no good feelings towards the Biluo organization and knew that these people were extremely evil, they were still his subordinates with whom he had worked for a long time. Li Hua really didn't have the mood to watch them screaming and begging for mercy when they were arrested one by one, so he simply avoided them. Out of sight, out of mind.
Therefore, before the clearing work was completed, Li Hua and Da Ju transformed into human forms, held ragdoll cats, and ran straight to the most prosperous commercial street in Sufang City, where they started shopping with great interest.
The ragdoll cat licked its paw and meowed: "Let's go buy some dried fish and cat strips first. I haven't seen the cats in the cat cafe for a long time!"
"Let's eat first. I'm hungry. I want to eat grilled cold noodles," Daju said in opposition. "Besides, you're so heavy. It's too far to carry you to the cat cafe. I'll die of exhaustion halfway."
The ragdoll cat's eyes widened: "How dare you! How dare you say that my little fairy cat is too heavy! I'm just fluffy and bloated!"
The only reliable tabby cat interrupted their quarrel: "Give it to me, I'll hold it. There's a cold noodle stand over there, let's eat a bowl of cold noodles and then go buy some cat food."
[Please, no one is following you, no need to maintain a cat identity.]
The cat toy, which was already very Buddhist, couldn't help but feel like complaining.
[You know you're actually talking to yourself, right? Controlling the accounts to make them quarrel with each other, is it necessary to be so dramatic?]
The three cats said in unison: "What do you know? This is called an actor's self-cultivation!"
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The cat toy rolled his eyes vividly.
Li Hua held the orange cat in one hand and the ragdoll cat in the other. After eating the cold noodles, he bought a large bag of cat snacks and brought them to the cat cafe, quietly distributing them to the eagerly waiting cats. The ragdoll cat jumped onto the table and rubbed its noses with the cats one by one. After greeting all of them, it reluctantly left when it saw that the owner of the cat cafe was about to discover it.
They did not go to the amusement park or the video game arcade, nor did they return to the Twenty-Eight Mansions. Instead, they returned to the commercial street, picked and chose a few stuffed toys and daily necessities, and hesitantly chose a dog ball game, and walked towards the villa where the Wordy family lived.
At this time, because Wodie was busy studying several ancient books brought out from the Biluo Organization and had no time to play with him, the ghost master could only lie listlessly in the living room to bask in the sun. He didn't know that he was about to become the winner of dog life with four cats.
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