The black cat came personally, not only did it not take back the sacred tree, but it also ate a piece of cake.

I don't know if this cake was cooked or not.

When Susie changed its name from Mimi to Meow Meow, it was at a loss for words.

"I am not called Meow Meow, I am called Xander!"

Susie nodded, "Okay, Xander!"

The little one was well-behaved and did not intentionally call out "meow" even though the black cat didn't like it.

I gently stroked its head and scratched its chin.

The black cat uncontrollably purred loudly, but quickly realized how embarrassing it was and immediately turned its head.

Susie didn't mind either, she put the cat on Micky's lap, and then she also leaned on Micky's knee, raising her hand to scratch its whiskers.

Susie tilted her head slightly, at the same height as the cat, scratching its whiskers while casually chatting, "Why are you called Xander? Are you a male cat or a female cat? You look as adorable as a female cat, but having whiskers should mean you're a boy, right?"

Black cat: "..."

Mitch glanced over and leaned lightly against the sacred tree, flipping through a book in his hand absentmindedly.

A big one, a small one, and a cat, under the starry sky, formed a beautiful picture with a faintly shining sacred tree.

The black cat squinted its eyes, glanced sideways, and said faintly, "My father named me."

Susie's gaze crossed over the black cat, looking to see if Zion had returned, so her question was also more aimless: "So, what is your father's name?"

The black cat squinted its eyes and, under her intermittent patting, unconsciously chattered, "Call me Christmas."

Susie: "Huh? Christmas?"

Such a strange name...

Hmm, suddenly I felt like eating the food my grandmother used to cook.

"Don't worry, I will definitely return your sacred tree. Once I've said it, not even four horses can catch up to me..."

"I will give you two more when the time comes... Wait until I become a true Yama, and I will return them to you immediately..."

The black cat suddenly pricked up its ears and turned its head to stare at Susie.

No, I always feel that something is not right.

How long would it take for her to become Yama...? The cats in the grey earth world would have to patiently cultivate during that period?

He was famous for being a workaholic. At that time, every cat was lazy and sluggish. Did he lose or gain from this?

It seems like something is still missing...

One person and one cat stared at each other.

Susie: Ah~ The little black cat is so cute.

Black cat: Always felt like something was miscalculated, but had the feeling of having to turn in the paper.

Without thinking too much, it was carried away by Susie.

"Let's go, Micky. We went to see how Zion was doing."

Susie ran out with the black cat in her arms, making sure it didn't have a chance to remember the amphibious soil and the big flower.

Both the amphibious soil and the big flower are difficult to find. If we find them, we will return them together. But if we can't find them... it's better not to think about it so soon.

***

At this moment, Zion chased after the female ghost and cornered her.

The female ghost wasn't formidable, she was just too fast, able to pass through walls and disappear underground. Zion hadn't found a way to deal with this kind of ghostly ability before.

But he was the game champion. If he treated the female ghost as a hacked minion, the opponent's escape attribute would be 1000+, damage attribute 10+, and healing attribute 10+...

Almost no need to consider anything else, just find a way to corner her with no way out.

Zion's pursuit of the two village dogs was not in vain. As he passed through each place, he would stick a talisman along the way.

And then, during the process of chasing the female ghost, the encirclement was constantly narrowed.

It has to be said that Zion and Wade are the same in this regard - relying on having a sister who can draw symbols, while others catch a ghost using two symbols, they can use two hundred symbols.

No other, just Hao!

The female ghost was forced into a corner, with talismans posted all around her from front to back, left to right, and up and down. She didn't dare to approach at all.

Ghost-killing talisman, approaching it means certain death.

"If you have the ability, why don't you come up yourself?" the female ghost exclaimed impatiently.

She didn't believe that this child could be so powerful, isn't it just Fudo?

Zion sneered and in the next instant, he rushed towards the female ghost. With a swift sweep kick, he instantly pinned the female ghost to the ground!

"As you wish," Zion sneered.

"Do you think you're great? You're just maxed out on escape attributes. If I could fly and disappear, do you think you could outrun two village dogs?"

As soon as the words fell, Zion lifted his toe and pressed the female ghost into the ghost-sealing talisman.

The female ghost couldn't even utter a plea for mercy before she lost her ability to speak.

Zion breathed a sigh of relief. After an intense practice training session that lasted an afternoon and an evening, he had already mastered certain techniques.

Now, it was simply that his own abilities were not enough.

The ordinary little ghost was completely unimpressed, even when the Grudge, who was about to become an evil ghost, appeared and tried to scare him.

What I am not quite sure about now is whether I could catch a real evil ghost or not.

In addition, he had become increasingly proficient in using his talisman and had accumulated some experience in close combat.

The speed was not fast enough... It would be even better if I could fly over rooftops and walk on walls...

Zion conducted a comprehensive self-analysis in his mind while retracting all the stickers he had just posted along the way.

Can't waste it!

The village is different from the city. It is pitch black at night, with only faint solar-powered streetlights on both sides of the road.

Zion walked alone on the road, perhaps he used to be afraid, but now?

Chasing the female ghost for two villages, no one dared to approach the ghost that was seen from afar.

But just as Zion walked under a street lamp, he suddenly stopped.

The road ahead and behind were the same, and he remembered that the number of the street lamp he had just passed was 10017.

It was also 10017 in front of me.

Zion raised an eyebrow slightly.

Used to encounter ghosts: Damn, why am I so unlucky!

Haunted now: Today, was luck that good?!