"Tick, tick, tick..."
When Death Bell began to barbecue and finish, there was a light rain overhead, because he was roasting meat under the tree, and the little black panthers lying on the tree were drooling and falling on Deathknell's body or feet."
You were all kings of Wakanda in the past, don't talk about brocade clothes and jade food every day, at least you must have eaten well, why are you still staring at the roasted hump?"
Su Ming waited for the leopard god to smell the smell and go home, and when he was bored, he chatted with the reincarnated souls: "This is for your gods, not for you to eat, go, go, don't disturb me to barbecue." ”Strictly speaking, it is actually not in accordance with the procedure for the leopard god to detain the souls of these dead and transform them into leopards to gain eternal life here, because they should belong to the lady of death, whether they go to hell to suffer, or go directly to reincarnation, it is up to the woman.But as I said before, this aspect is more of a state of people not holding officials accountable, and death rarely pays attention to these things.Like the Valhalla made by Odin, temporarily withholding so many Heroic Spirits to prepare for Ragnarok is another matter, it is his deal with death, not to mention it.In short, if you think about it carefully, it seems that the existence that mixes well can deduct something from the path of the soul cycle.Turning the iron chisel in his hand, he made the hump spin, and at the same time strangled and sprinkled the spice evenly on it, and watched the fat gradually turn brown on the flame, and it really smelled good."
We know, let's see, suck!"
A black leopard said so, but saliva still dripped uncontrollably onto Deathbell's shoulder.The devil knows who he is, all the reincarnated black panthers look the same, probably which ancestor of T'Challa, so it's really not because of racial discrimination."
I soaked in the hot spring last night, and my body was clean, so you don't have to shower me."
Su Ming was a little helpless, he took out dozens of cans of Spam luncheon meat from his waist bag, and asked the strangulation to open and give each of these big cats a can: "These are for you to eat, really, T'Challa is too disagreeable, won't he cook something for you during the New Year's holidays?"
What about the most popular ancestor worship in Africa?
”"Thank you, Supreme Mage, you are such a good person."
The leopard took the luncheon meat, which was obviously not as tempting as catnip, but it was good to eat: "What do you mean by burned?"
”"It's a kind of sacrificial ritual."
Knell shrugged and sprinkled some sea salt on the hump with his elbow: "There is a custom in the Celestial Empire that the living give something good to their dead ancestors. ”The leopards looked at each other, and the cats' faces were full of incomprehension, and they couldn't understand how the barrier between the Yin and Yang worlds could be so easily broken, let alone transmit matter.Apparently the leopard god didn't tell them much about them, although he kept them, and this feeling was a bit like having a pet.Thinking about it this way, a big cat raising a big cat is a pet, is it the same as the concept of a human being raising a human as a pet?
They all keep their own kind as pets.It's a bit perverted."
Ah, Oriental culture is really broad and profound, so enviable."
The leopard who ate luncheon meat raised his head and licked his lips: "When I was alive, Wakanda was not as developed as it is today, and our history is still too short compared to the East. ”"How many years ago was that?"
Su Ming took the hump off the grill, pulled the fire a few times with the godkiller, and put the meat back."
Living here, the perception of time in the outside world is not obvious, but I think it should be seven or eight hundred years, right?"
The leopard scratched his head, he was obviously remembering something, but apparently he didn't remember very well, and he had even forgotten how old he was."
Ha, you are the warrior Ashcha, the longest-lived king in all generations."
Deathstroke looked at the leopard in a little surprise, and gave him a few more ham sausages: "You have participated in the 'Seven Capitals of Heaven Competition' held in Kunlun, and you should know my teacher Gu Yi." ”The black cat who ate the canned food showed a smile and shook its beard: "I know the ancient master, but I have been dead for so long, you actually know my name?"
That's amazing for your age. ”Knell just smiled and gave the standard answer: "Because I am the Supreme Mage." ”Actually, it's not because of this, but because of the fact that Death Knell came to Wakanda to steal heart-shaped grass.The cave where the herbs are grown is the site of the Wakanda sacrifice, and it houses the urns of successive chiefs or kings, and the murals that record the story of the family genealogy of the Black Panthers.As soon as I recalled the time, there was a topic to talk about.Just as he was about to talk to this 'acquaintance leopard' for a few more words, a cloud of smoke suddenly appeared at the end of his sight, that is, on the horizon, and it seemed that something was rushing towards him."
Huh."
Strangulation means that the taste is wrong, not the leopard god, the one who came came brought a strong wind, and it smelled a little fishy.In just a few moments of nervous communication, the visitor had already arrived in front of him, revealing his true face in the dust, it was a huge white tiger with a white mane like a lion.Compared to the relaxed expression of the leopard god, which always looked smiling, it looked much bitter and bitter, with a hideous and scarred face, and a pair of eyes like large green light bulbs."
Oops, isn't this the Tiger God?
I don't usually sleep in your cave, why did you come to the leopard god's territory today?
”The tiger god is notoriously tyrannical, comparable to a manic person in humans, but Su Ming is not afraid of it, after all, this is also a big cat, and it is quite cute if you look closely."
It turned out to be the little Supreme Master, what are you baking?"
The tiger god inhales the big black nose, and the moist nose reflects the light of the campfire, and it should also be attracted by the smell of catnip.Although cats' sense of smell is not as strong as that of dogs and pigs, it is also not weak, let alone a transcendent being like the tiger god."
Roast hump, my cousin got married yesterday, and my woman took people to roast tens of thousands of camels to entertain guests, and as a result, basically no one ate these things on the table, I can only take them out to see if my old friend Leopard God wants to do it, by the way, do you see where he goes?""
Oh, he should be going to the lion ......"
The tiger god stared at the barbecue to answer Knell's question, looking like a greedy cat who kept licking his lips, but before he could finish his words, he was covered by Knell, who came to his side in an instant.The Supreme Mage shook his head again and again, and admonished with a serious gaze: "The name of the lion is not to be said, Lao Tie, and the wild boar, and the mongoose or the caracal?"
Anyway, don't mention their names. ”The white tiger nodded, it scratched the word king on the door of its head a little puzzled, but still decided not to talk about that topic, it stretched out its huge claws, and popped out a sharp nail to poke the barbecue on the bonfire: "Since the leopard is not at home, can you give me a taste of this thing?"
”"Of course, you're also an old acquaintance of mine, although you've only dealt with it once......
But barbecue can't be eaten for nothing, you have to give me some news, let's talk about the conditions. ”As he said this, Deathstroke removed the huge hump dripping oil from the fire, and held the skewer in one hand as if it were holding a sword across the big cat's nose