Chapter 115: The Kitten Repays Kindness (Middle)

  Meow~~~

  The little kitten let out an impatient cry and stood up on Ning Feng's shoulder, waving its paws in a certain direction.

  "Are we almost there?" Ning Feng asked with a hint of impatience and curiosity.

  The little kitten nodded repeatedly, and its movements were too vigorous, so it tumbled down from Ning Feng's body.

  "Meow meow meow~~~" The little kitten cried out pitifully, its two paws clawing futilely as it failed to grasp Ning Feng's clothes and slid downwards.

  Ning Feng looked at its panicked appearance and suddenly remembered that seven days ago it almost drowned, still holding onto the fish and refusing to let go. He burst out laughing, stretched out his hand to support it, and held the little cat in his arms.

  "Come on, come on! I'd like to see where you're taking me!"

  Ning Feng looked curious and thought to himself that it couldn't be a place where Xiao Nai hid her private things, what could be there?

  "Sparrows flock together, mice are raised, or is it a cat's nest?"

  These days have passed, Ningfeng has also gotten used to it. Even if the little kitten were to conjure up a mountain of sparrows as a gift for him, he wouldn't think there's anything strange about it and would be completely calm about it.

  The next moment, Ning Feng was no longer calm.

  In front, the willows are dark and the flowers are bright, it is a beautiful place with clear mountains and rivers. The clear stream flows with a ringing sound like the mountain's clear rhyme. The green grass is like a carpet, the red flowers are clustered and born, like thick makeup and light powder.

  In the blink of an eye, Ning Feng had yet to take a closer look when the scene before him suddenly changed dramatically.

  The mountain's misty haze suddenly rose at dusk, and the scene in front of me was hazy and twisted like a wave.

  At the same time, a little kitten on Ning Feng's shoulder excitedly meowed loudly, with a hint of mischief in its voice, as if it were a child who had been playing outside all day and was now returning home with its companions.

  "Is this the little kitten's home?"

  Suddenly realized after being stunned for a moment.

  "It's probably not an ordinary little kitten, is it?"

  Ning Feng was never a cat person. Neither in his past life nor this one had he ever raised a cat, so although he thought the little calico was exceptionally spirited, he didn't think much of it.

  Now it seems this little kitten is extraordinary.

  In front of an unpredictable changing scene, there is a lingering and restless evil spirit that cannot be concealed. It is also suppressed to prevent it from erupting.

  Ning Feng's serious expression suddenly cleared up, and the vague scene became clear. Countless mountains and rocks appeared like a sudden rise, and then disappeared without a trace.

  What appeared before him was a secluded village, with thatched cottages everywhere, wells mouth by mouth, and cooking smoke swirling in the dusk.

  There is a large area of empty land in the village.

  A large bonfire was lit on the empty ground, with flames burning fiercely. It sent out heat waves to Ningfeng's place, dispelling the coolness that had suddenly risen at sunset when the day was about to end.

  Beside the bonfire, there were men and women, old and young, all dressed as fishermen. Everyone's expression was calm and composed, with a hint of laziness.

  What is laziness?

  In short, it means being able to lie down without having to sit up, and being able to sit without having to stand!

  Beside the bonfire, people were lying down in all directions. Some used bluestone as their bed, while others used the ground as their couch. A few simply lay on a reclining chair. Several children-like figures with helpless expressions kept going back and forth, serving tea and water, pretending to be standing.

  When they saw Ning Feng and Xiao Nai Mao arrive, those people suddenly stood up from the ground, each with a smile on their face, looking kind and gentle.

  "Meow meow~~"

  The little kitten meowed proudly, lifted its head in Ning Feng's arms and looked up with a self-satisfied expression.

  Ning Feng reached out and gently tapped its nose, smiling: "Meow meow, what are you so happy about? Did the people at home give a warm welcome to the friend you brought back?"

  The little kitten nodded, rubbed against his chest and darted out with a "whoosh", running towards the bonfire.

  Ning Feng watched as it ran all the way to an old lady's feet, rubbing against her legs in a spoiled manner. The old lady smiled at Ning Feng while lovingly picking up the little cat and cuddling it.

  "Our honored guest has arrived, why should we stop here? Outsiders won't know, but it's likely they'll think our Miao Village doesn't understand gratitude and courtesy."

  An old man bowed to his wife and walked out, saying loudly.

  "Welcome!"

  Everyone responded in unison, their voices echoing far and wide. Even the wind seemed to see with its eyes the vast expanse of mountains and rivers within sight, as if all had been stirred up by this sound.

  "In that case... I'd rather obey than show respect."

  Ning Feng shrugged his shoulders and returned the courtesy, saying as much.

  He stepped into Miao's village, and all the way villagers looked at him with kind smiles.

  "This is a family of cat monsters."

  Ning Feng smiled back while sighing in his heart.

  The villagers of Miao's village didn't deliberately conceal any aura, and the distance was close, with wave after wave of demonic energy almost overwhelming all his spiritual senses. Without exception, they were all demons.

  The family of little milk cat, monster, surname Miao, their identities are not yet out.

  "I never thought that in this deep mountain, there would be a village of cat demons living in seclusion."

  Ning Feng's heart calmed down instead, and he sat down on the ground with a calm expression amidst the cat demons' greetings.

  "Thanks for saving Little Jiu, we're all grateful in the village."

  The old man beckoned and all the cat demons sat down.

  As they sat down around the bonfire, a set of stone tables and chairs emerged from the ground.

  Naturally, stone chairs supported everyone, and in front of them were large stone tables like offering tables, creating a lively atmosphere.

  "This is for treating guests."

  Ning Feng smiled slightly, knowing that this cat demon was treating him as a noble guest, and not just paying lip service.

  As expected, after everyone sat down, the elderly woman who was obviously of the highest status and had been approached by the little kitten selling cute opened her mouth.

  "Lao Shen Miao Shi is their elder and also Xiaojie's ancestor."

  Old Mrs. Miao had a kind face, holding the little kitten in her arms, gently stroking it, and the kitten was so comfortable that its eyes narrowed into a slit, meowing nonstop.

  "I knew long ago that you saved Xiao Jiu's life. Just the other day, I heard that he was being unreasonable and causing trouble, but it seems I was too slow to act."

  "Today I'll prepare a small amount of wine, to entertain our honored guest, as a token of gratitude for saving Little Nine's life."

  She said, still leaning forward in her seat.

  The wind is blowing continuously, and I dare not lift a hand, it's just a trivial matter.

  He figured it out, this den of cat demons are probably the descendants of Miao Shi, and this old cat is so old. How they cultivated their powers, he could think of it all.

  Such an old demon is so gentle and polite, it's really worth saving Miao Miao.

  Miao's courtesy was over, and he raised his hand towards the old man who had just started speaking.

  The old man immediately stood up and shouted loudly: "Dinner is served!"

  The long tail dragged on and on. The surrounding scenery suddenly changed.

  In front of Ning Feng, the biggest change was on top of the bonfire. A large fish suddenly appeared.

  The big fish was hung upside down, as large as the largest sail on a sea ship, flat in shape, suspended above the bonfire. Already roasted to perfection, fragrant and oily, savory flavors overflowing.

  "Good fellow, such a big fish, I'm afraid it's also become a monster."

  Ning Feng's eyes widened as he stared at the large fish slowly rotating above the bonfire, pulled by an invisible rope. Every time a few drops of fish oil fell down, they made a "sizzling" sound, and the aroma wafted everywhere.

  Smelling that fragrance. Ning Feng suddenly felt that the hungry worms in his stomach were all hooked up, and he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

  He is like this, let alone a group of cat demons?

  The sound of swallowing saliva rose and fell, plus this was a banquet held for Ning Feng. The group of cat demons couldn't help but sit up straight, the scene looked however you looked at it, it was laughable.

  "Divide the fish!"

  The old man let out a loud shout, and the big fish suddenly split open, with countless knives moving horizontally and vertically, instantly cutting the big fish into pieces that were neither too much nor too little, just enough for everyone present to have a share.

  Each fish rushes towards one position in the field.

  Ning Feng was just thinking about how to receive it, when a bronze plate and chopsticks suddenly appeared on the desktop, and the fish meat fell onto the bronze plate with perfect balance.

  In front of him was this piece, which was actually the freshest and most tender part on the fish's body.

  "Please!"

  Miao looked over, the old man looked over, and all the cat demons in the field, including Xiao Jiu, opened their eyes to look over.

  Ning Feng knew what they meant and smiled slightly, picking up his chopsticks first.

  A group of cat demons were waiting for him to make the first move, and in an instant, they devoured their food with gusto, their voices bursting forth in a cacophony of praise. As he watched, each arm waved about like a shadowy silhouette, and Ning Feng's appetite was also greatly stirred.

  He picked up a piece of fish meat with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth, the next moment, there was a full-bodied fragrance filling his mouth, every taste bud was desperately breathing.

  "Good!"

  "Melt in the mouth, rich but not greasy, pure and unadulterated, a truly sacred product."

  The wind blows and they praise, but I don't feel like they're showing their true colors as scholars, so I'll just hang up my book bag.

  As soon as the words fell, he suddenly changed his expression, a hot air surged from his dantian, and in an instant, it spread throughout his body, as if every inch of his body was cheering.

  "Huh?"

  Ning Feng raised his head and saw Miao Shi nodding at him with a smile, and suddenly understood.

  He bowed his head towards Miao's family to express gratitude and immediately started eating fish meat with a focused mind.

  In a short while, the bronze plate was empty and clean, without even a single grain of leftover.

  Ning Feng put down his chopsticks and closed his eyes, silently circulating the warm energy within his body, feeling its pure power, driving it into his dantian, temporarily sealing it away.

  "Wow~~"

  After a long time, he slowly let out a breath and thought to himself: "I don't know what kind of fish this is, but it's definitely not ordinary. Now that I haven't digested it yet, the remaining injuries on me have almost healed. Once I digest it completely, I'm afraid it will greatly benefit my cultivation."

  Ning Feng opened his eyes to find that all the cat demons had finished eating and were now smiling at him with kind faces.

  "Meow meow meow~"

  He looked down and found that the little kitten had somehow jumped out of Miao's arms and was circling around his feet.

  Ning Feng bent down and picked up the little kitten, facing the crowd of Miao people, he stood up straight, cupped his hands in respect, and said loudly:

  "Today I have been treated with kindness by all of you, and I have nothing to repay it with. Fortunately, I have a small gift to offer, please accept it as a token of my appreciation."

  Mr. Miao shook his head upon hearing this, and the old man hastily spoke up: "A humble banquet is hardly enough to repay your kindness, how could I dare accept a gift? Please, esteemed guest..."

  He got halfway through what he was saying and then suddenly couldn't continue.

  The reason was simple. Ning Feng said he was giving a gift, but not only did he not make any moves, nor did he take anything out of his pocket, instead he opened his arms and slowly closed his eyes.

  A group of cat demons were all bewildered, staring at each other in confusion:

  "What's going on?"