Fina's recent days have been uneventful, she has been able to eat on time, and she is rarely woken up by the sound of noisy birds when she sleeps, and she is already very satisfied. Sometimes it feels quite pathetic, but it is satisfied in this way, is this still the same one that once reclined on the throne of God? In the current buzzword, could it be that it has met a fake Phinea Paris XIII?

It didn't bother to think about the reason, it might as well take a nap when it had time, maybe it would be able to see her face again in a half-dream.

It was still a quiet day, and it was lying on the tallest cat climbing frame, squinting and napping. Since the store has been renovated, the cat climbing frame nailed to the wall has also taken on a new look, no longer a bare wooden board, but a layer of detachable and washable cotton pad, which is very comfortable and warm to lie on, and there is a small mezzanine in the middle of the cotton pad, according to the man named Guo Dongyue, the mezzanine can be put into the warm baby, and it will not feel cold in the ice and snow.

Fina admired such a careful man, and felt that he had the potential to become a loyal servant, but Zhang Zi'an was very angry with him - he actually thought that Guo Dongyue was doing too much, because he did the washing of cotton pads...... After the unbearable Fina flashed his paws, he was honest.

It looked out through the window, and the cold wind made it extremely melancholy, and it couldn't afford to go out.

Fina had never experienced such a cold winter, and had heard that it was far from the coldest, but it was quite expecting snow, it had not seen what snow was like, and it was no worse than rain.

It yawned, its drooping tail moved slightly, and it felt as if hot air was spurting onto the tip of its tail, and if nothing else, it was the snow lion who seized the opportunity to put his nose up, and probably stuck out his tongue like a dog. It flicked its tail like a fly.

Hearing some noise outside the shop, Fina opened her eyes and glanced out slightly. Zhang Zi'an said a few words to a girl, and then beckoned Wang Qian and Li Kun - the servants of the servants to it, and went to move things outside the store.

It closed its eyes with interest, since the time he bought the princess bed, Zhang Zi'an had not brought anything good to the store that was worth seeing, all of them were some rags.

The automatic glass door is beneficial, Wang Qian and Li Kun occupy four hands, and the door will open automatically without pushing the door. They didn't know where to put the dead statue, so they had to put it near the door, as long as it didn't get in the way.

After gently placing it on the ground, the two of them were also very curious about this statue, and before the master came in, they squatted down to take a closer look, and took out their mobile phones to take a few photos.

Half-asleep, Fina had already heard their tossing and turning, but she didn't bother to open her eyes until it smelled a familiar smell from the same ancient times as it was.

It opened its eyes suddenly, got up from the cat's climbing frame, and even its tail was tight, and saw the statue of the cat god.

At the same time, the snow lion, who was mad at Fina's tail, also noticed something strange in the air, and it didn't know what it was, but it felt a certain agitation in the room, which made it a little upset. It is indeed a cat, but it is only a fantasy elf, not a completely real cat, and is slightly influenced by the statue of the cat god.

Old tea is different.

When the statue of the cat god was moved into the door, Lao Cha felt a certain existence through the intuition of the warrior, which vaguely had a certain oppressive force, and even stimulated the heart of the forbidden with martial arts in its body.

Wang Qian and Li Kun were pouting their butts and pointing fingers at the statue, when they saw Fina jumping in front of them, her fierce eyes scanning them, and her expressions were extremely serious. The two of them were startled and couldn't help but stand up and take a few steps back.

Lao Cha also came to the side vigilantly, and formed horns with Fina.

The snow lion didn't know why, but as a loyal dog of Fina, it was not far behind, and followed with a little short leg.

Wang Qian and Li Kun suddenly sensed that something was wrong, and the kittens who usually frolicked and chased throughout the store all shrank into the corner, staring at this side with a wince.

Lao Cha looked at it carefully for a moment, and with its eyesight, it could naturally see that this statue was inextricably linked with Fina, so he asked, "Your Majesty, can this statue be dangerous?"

Fina shook her head, "Not for now, it's just a fake." ”

Although it is a fake, it is a very beautiful fake, a fake that can be realistic.

In Fina's time, there was not only the belief in cat gods, but also the cult of evil gods under the shadows, and this statue was one of them, the appearance was almost the same, the biggest difference was this nose ring. Orthodox cat gods can have earrings, but not nose rings, which are often associated with images of hell and demons.

Of course, regardless of the strength, purity, or breadth of the power of faith, the orthodox cat god belief is far greater than the cult of the evil god, after all, it is something that cannot be seen. Fina didn't expect that even this kind of thing had been passed down through a long time.

Fina already knew that, unlike the favored East, where domestic cats were loved, in Western history, domestic cats had a long period of darkness and were used as spokesmen of the devil and burned in the fire along with notorious witches, and the origin of this rumor can be traced back to the cult of evil gods that was quietly born in ancient Egypt.

It was puzzled, because it had seen the real thing, so it recognized it as a fake at a glance, the appearance could be imitated, but the texture could not be faked, if it was the real thing, it was a different matter, why did the fake still have the smell of evil god worship?

Fina glanced back at the kittens in the corner, and they too felt the evil that the statue emanated, and looked at the statue with trembling and horror.

Old Tea's eyes widened nervously, sometimes looking at the statue, time looking at Fina, whether it was against the Rainbow Warrior or the Qingren, it had never been so nervous, after all, this was an opponent that could not be seen or touched, and it was an ancient opponent that it had never touched. If it weren't for the fact that the heart of martial arts in the body continued to exert a counter-effect, I am afraid that even it would have caused a little palpitation.

Fina leaned closer, almost taped the statue, closed her eyes, and used her sense of smell to find the source of the strange sensation. This is something that only it can do, and only it has ever been exposed to the evil of the ancients.

Its neck froze, then it opened its eyes, stared intently at the golden nose ring, the most intense source of evil on the statue's body, and then reached out its claws and flicked it.

Fina's claws were quite sharp, and this time scraped off the surface oxide of the nose ring, and the inner layer of the nose ring still showed signs of oxidation - indicating that the true history of the nose ring is not comparable to that of modern replicas.

It glanced at Lao Cha, and they understood at the same time that this statue was a fake, but this nose ring was real, and I don't know where the maker of the fake got this real nose ring, probably from the grave of some evil god worshipper. Perhaps the makers didn't know the meaning of the nose ring, and just used it to get as close as possible to the original statue, but they didn't expect that the nose ring and the statue would become one, and the ancient evil would show signs of revival again.

Fina stared at the ancient nose ring, which may be even older than Fina. It is very precious and bears witness to an era. And yet it is very evil, too evil to allow it to continue to exist.

Although she was a little reluctant, Fina knew that there was only one way to solve this kind of problem. This method cannot be accomplished by it, because its claws, although sharp, cannot reach the level of cutting gold and jade and cutting iron like clay.

Fina resolutely gestured to the old tea with her eyes.

Lao Cha smiled indifferently, "I am willing to serve Your Majesty." Then he reached out with claws strengthened by the power of faith.

The claw rises, the ring falls.