The black cat walked directly to Xiao Lan, first nudged her with his head, and then stretched out his tongue to lick Xiao Lan's face.
What is going on?
Is there some connection between this black cat and Xiao Lan?
Fortunately, this is not a novel, otherwise it might be the same as what was written in Liaozhai.
This black cat is a cat spirit, and it follows him to this life in order to repay the kindness of saving his life in his previous life.
I shook my head to get rid of the distracting thoughts in my head, and walked into the tile-roofed house.
The room was already a little dark, so I turned on the light.
At a glance, the woman in red was indeed gone, except for the puddle on the ground.
The foul-smelling yellowish mucus.
Based on my previous experience, I concluded that this pool of mucus was the woman in red from before.
Maybe this is fate.
If I had known now, why bother then?
I could obviously continue to be a ghost, but now I can't even become a ghost.
After I locked the door, I walked into the middle of the crowd.
Xiaolan had regained her energy and could stand on her own strength.
"Solved."
Qian Wang's question was simple.
He still didn't believe that a resurrected black cat could get rid of the woman in red.
I nodded to express my acquiescence.
At the same time, I also became very interested in this black cat.
My eyes unconsciously drifted to the black cat, and it happened to be staring at me.
"Okay, now that everything is settled, let's break up.
Each will go back to his own house to meet his own mother, oh no, each will go back to his own dormitory."
This sentence was often said when playing with my friends, and I would say it after every play.
That's what I said.
Just when I was about to go back with everyone, I felt something tugging on my trouser leg.
When I turned around, I saw that it was the black cat.
I slapped my forehead and looked at my memory.
How could I have forgotten it?
I stretched out my hand.
He held the black cat in his arms.
"Go back with me."
I originally thought that the black cat would follow me back.
It would be good to have such a helper around me, and it can also understand human speech.
The black cat's reaction was beyond my expectation, and his head shook like a rattle.
"Do you want to talk to me?"
Because it couldn't speak, I could only make a few guesses.
I hope I can get it right.
When I finished saying this, the black cat's head kept nodding.
Everyone stopped and watched a man and a cat "performing" there.
One spoke, and the other nodded and shook his head in cooperation.
It really looked like that.
"You guys go back first.
I have something else to do and will be back in a moment."
I don't know how it is going to talk to me.
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Since he has grabbed me, there should be a way to communicate.
After everyone heard what I said, they turned around and walked towards the dormitory.
"Okay, what do you want to talk to me about?"
I asked casually, after all, apart from body movements, it only meows.
It kept staring in the direction where everyone was leaving, until it lost sight of everyone, then it turned to look at me again, meowing in its mouth, patting itself with its paws and pointing to the ground.
I understood its meaning and placed it on the ground.
But after it stood on the ground, its eyes dimmed little by little, and then its body straightened and fell to the ground.
Could it be that it was fatally injured when fighting the woman in red just now, but it was still standing up before?
"Hey, hey, what's wrong with you?"
I gently shook the black cat that fell to the ground, trying to wake it up, but what I touched on its body was cold hands.
Suddenly, I felt a cold breath.
Yes, I had felt this kind of breath before.
It was resentment.
Could it be that this black cat thought it was too unfair to die and turned into a cat spirit?
I have never seen this cat spirit before.
Just as I was thinking, a cold hand placed on my shoulder.
I subconsciously stood up, jumped up and raised my head.
This movement was absolutely done in one go, without any pause in the middle.
At this time, I also saw clearly the owner with cold hands.
It was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old.
His face was pale, without a trace of blood, and that trace of resentment also came from his body.
Even so, I didn't feel the slightest bit of malice.
"Who are you?"
Although I didn't feel malicious, after all, people and ghosts have different paths, so I was still secretly on guard.
"I'm him."
The boy pointed to the black cat lying on the ground.
His voice sounded very clear and clean.
If it weren't for his pale face and a trace of resentment, I really wouldn't have been able to tell who he was. ghost.
"You are a cat spirit, but why don't you appear in the form of a cat?"
I asked my question.
It is said that even if an animal dies and becomes a soul, it will appear in its previous form.
It is impossible to appear as a human body unless it has cultivated.
Become a demon.
"No, I'm not a cat spirit.
I just borrowed a corpse to resurrect myself.
Now there is no need to stay in that body.
After all, I feel very unaccustomed to it."
It is against the laws of nature to resurrect a corpse.
If the underworld knew about it, it would definitely send its underworld soldiers to arrest him, and then he would be taken to hell to crush his bones and spread his ashes, and disappear forever between heaven and earth.
"Why are you doing this?
Don't you know the consequences?"
I don't know why I believed what he said.
I believed that the black cat just now was him.
Maybe it was because his eyes were as clear as his voice.
Be clean.
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"I know the consequences, but if I don't do this, I'm afraid I will scare you.
I know you are a cultivator, so I pulled you in at the end and wanted you to do me a favor.
I hope you can agree.
Me."
After saying that, the boy knelt down directly in front of me.
I turned my body slightly to avoid his kneeling, and asked him to get up and ask in detail what he was doing.
He sighed slightly and said, "I want Haichun.
Xiaolan and I were childhood sweethearts who grew up together.
We used to be inseparable together every day, playing together, eating together, having fun together, and being happy together.
But good times don't last.
Chang, that day three years ago, Xiao Lan and I went to play by the river together.
"Haichun, look, what is that thing floating on the river?
It seems to be a weight.
Why is it floating on the water?"
Xiao Lan was surprised to find a weight floating on the water.
So I am curious because the weights are made of iron and cannot float on the water.
"That is indeed a scale, how strange it is."
Hai Chun stared at the scale floating on the river for a long time before answering, scratching his head in confusion.
"Let's go and fish it up, okay?
We can show such a strange thing to the other friends later."
Xiao Lan seemed to have seen the envious eyes of a group of friends, and she pulled Haichun's hand with some excitement. arm
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