Everyone born on July 15 will be recited by the elders of the family. Qiao Ming, the first half of the birth was on July 15, and the second half was born on July 16.

Father Qiao Qishan was forced by his mother to invite a half-immortal back from the road, and the half-immortal asked for Qiao Ming's birthday, pretending to pinch his fingers and calculate for a long time, leaving a string of words: Ming, the sun and the moon are Qi, yin and yang, and then he has to take a thousand yuan, and Qiao Qishan's half-month's salary is gone.

Since then, Qiao Ming, the new Ding of the Qiao family, has lived to be twenty years old, has never been seriously ill or hospitalized, and everyone bluntly said that it is worth a thousand yuan.

Today is another full moon night, Qiao Ming wrapped his clothes tightly, shrunk his head, and walked quickly to the bus stop. When I was crossing the road, I suddenly saw a cat, a dead pure black cat to be precise, lying upright in the greenery next to the road, with amber eyes wide open, vividly interpreting "death without blinding".

The yellowish light sprinkled on the cat's body, but the black fur glowed with a cold light. Qiao Ming crouched down and stared at the cat, trying to confirm if it was really dead. The eyes are open.

The cold winter wind blew, Qiao Ming wrapped up his clothes and stood up and walked to the bus stop. Dead.

Dead cats, cold nights, unpassed exams, the mood of the day instantly fell into a trough. After ten minutes of waiting, the bus had not yet arrived, and there was no trace of a taxi on the road. The people around looked down at their mobile phones, and there was no communication between them and twos, and the slightly blue screen light took a look at the eerie horror of the faces, and the dark down jackets were draped on their bodies, looking like frozen zombies from a distance.

Qiao Ming shook his head and hurriedly threw this scene out of his head. Scared herself, she was sick.

With only the rustle of the cold wind blowing through the dead branches in his ears, Qiao Ming couldn't help but look in the direction of the dead cat, hesitated for a moment and turned around and walked towards the bottom merchant shop behind him. After a while, he came out with a black garbage bag in his hand and walked towards the road he had come.

When he returned to the bus stop, a car happened to come, Qiao Ming got on the bus and swiped his card, turned his bulging schoolbag, and walked straight to the back of the car.

I slept all the way home, and before I had time to change my clothes, I quietly went to the backyard, picked up a shovel from the corner and began to dig a hole. The full moon rose in the east, illuminating the soil in the courtyard white, Qiao Ming squinted his eyes and let out a white breath.

Half an hour later, he returned to the living room with a cold air, startling the oncoming Qiao Qishan.

"Why did you go, big night?"

"Moon-watching. ”

Qiao Qishan touched his daughter's head, "Frozen stupid, the moon in winter?"

"Yes. Qiao Ming answered and hurried back to the bedroom.

At night, Qiao Ming had a dream.

The black cat grinned and walked up to her, with a gloomy cat face: Lao Tzu has nine lives, and you buried him alive again, it's really unlucky. After speaking, Deng Deng stepped on Qiao Ming's face, rolled his eyes, and jumped to the roof to admire the moon. Forty-five degrees of elevation, full of sorrow.

Qiao Ming woke up the next day, wiped his face irritably, and looked at the courtyard outside the window worriedly, lamenting that his kindness was not reciprocated.

"The heavenly spirit is spiritual, the spirit of the earth, the fairy old man is about to manifest his spirit, I am kind, let him be reincarnated quickly." ”

This time, Gou Rixin really didn't die, but he didn't come back to life. Could it be that it was buried too deep? His soul fell to the ground, looking out the window at the renovated earth in the yard. Who are you looking for to dig yourself out? In the winter, this woman is really lacking in virtue, so she has to dig a pit and bury herself.

Gou Rixin meowed, wrinkling his face.

Qiao Ming has been feeling gloomy behind him recently, and he sneezed twice in a row while sitting in the study room.

"Got a cold?" Wen Xin asked, turning his head.

"It's a little bit," Qiao Ming wiped his nose with a tissue, "I feel like the heating isn't warm enough today." ”

"Oh? I think it's okay. Wen Xin stood up and walked to the radiator and tried it with his hands, "It's hot." ”

Qiao Ming put his coat on his body and poured a cup of hot water back, "Let me tell you, when I went home that night, I saw a dead black cat, lying on the side of the road in winter, with no wounds on its body, lying there straight." ”

"Really dead, poisoned?"

"I think it's possible, the eyes are still open, and the four legs are like this," Qiao Ming said as his limbs merged, imitating the death of the black cat he saw that day, "I don't know whose family it is." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly felt a chill hit her bones, she couldn't help but shiver, and hurriedly approached the radiator with her cup.

When he went home at night, Qiao Ming snatched Wen Xin's hat and shrunk his whole body in his clothes, revealing only a pair of eyes outside, but he still felt cold. Looking at the dark night, Wen Xin's words suddenly echoed in his mind: "You are so abnormal today, don't you have a cold...... It's just what ...... followed."

Qiao Ming was so frightened that he hurriedly trotted up, and when he walked to the bus stop, he saw people in twos and threes, so he pretended to be calm and stopped.

Seeing that his daughter came back wrapped so tightly, Qiao Qishan made a joke, and then frowned and asked, "What are you burying in the backyard?" The dog next door came in and shaved for a long time, and it made a bunch of black hair, which was strange and scary. ”

"Gouged by a dog?" Qiao Ming looked surprised, "Just a bunch of hair?"

"yes, I wonder too, what are you buried?"

"Cat! pure black cat!" The moment Qiao Ming exclaimed, he felt that the cold air around him was getting stronger and stronger, and Qiao Qishan, who was wearing a single coat, also felt cold all over his body, and rubbed his arms together, "Where did the wind come from?"

Qiao Ming ran to the backyard without saying a word, and sure enough, he saw a shallow pit, which was the location where he buried the cat that day. She slowly approached nervously, and Qiao Qishan followed, turning on the lights in the courtyard.

"What's wrong?"

"Bring me a shovel, I'll dig it, I shouldn't be there. ”

Qiao Qishan took a shovel from the corner of the yard and handed it to Qiao Ming, "Where did the cat come from?"

"I picked it up halfway, and when I saw that it was pitiful, I carried it back and buried it. Qiao Ming said as he digged. Strangely, I didn't see a shadow of the corpse after digging for half a day.

"Are you sure the dog didn't dig anything else?"

"It's going to run out with a dead cat in its mouth, and no one will find out? I guess it didn't dig anything. ”

Qiao Ming threw the shovel in frustration, "Evil Gate." ”

"Okay, go back to the house and talk about it, I'm freezing to death. Qiao Qishan pulled Qiao Ming back to the house and leaned on the radiator to keep warm, "Don't pick up everything at home in the future, bad luck." ”

"Dad, do you feel particularly cold today?" Qiao Ming asked with a suspicious face.

"Of course it's cold, minus 15 degrees today. ”

"It's cold at home, my classmates said, I was followed by something, the night I picked up the cat, I dreamed that the cat came to me and told me that he had nine lives, was poisoned once, and was buried alive by me again, you say......"

"Don't say it, don't say it," Qiao Qishan covered his ears and didn't want to listen, "go back to the house and go to sleep." ”

Qiao Ming didn't speak again, Qiao Qishan let go of the hand covering his ears, and instead pinched Qiao Ming's cheek, "Stinky girl." ”

"It hurts!" Qiao Ming covered his face and frowned, "Let go." Qiao Qishan gritted his teeth and let go of hatred.

"You say, did it crawl out of the soil in the middle of the night and run away......" When Qiao Qishan let go of his hand, Qiao Ming said faintly.

Qiao Qishan covered his ears and ran into his house, "Get out of my way!"

Qiao Ming behind him hooked his mouth and smiled, raised his eyes and looked around: "If you really follow me, just show up quickly!"

The bedroom door suddenly opened, and Qiao Qishan ran out wrapped in the quilt again, crying and saying with a sad face: "Xiao Ming, don't scare Dad, you ...... You're alright. ”

"What about Lao Tzu's corpse!" Gou Rixin roared, frantically rummaging around the yard, "Who is so lacking in virtue and stealing Lao Tzu's body!" "There is no one in the pit, not in the corner, even the neighbor's yard has been searched, and there is still none!"

"There are nine lives and a fart!"

Gou Rixin searched everywhere for most of the night, and even walked around the deep mountains and old forests, but still didn't find his body. "Evil Gate," the cat's face wrinkled, and Gou Rixin squatted on the edge of the pit where the corpse was buried, tangled.

"Who ate it?" turned his head to look at the father and daughter who were fighting in the house, "Even the dead cat is eaten? pervert!"

Qiao Ming was scolded by Qiao Qishan with his ears slit, and obediently returned to the house to reflect. "As a man and a father, how can he be so daring! shouldn't he be the one who should reflect on himself!?" Qiao Ming was irritable in his heart, but he didn't dare to speak out.

Gou Rixin fell into Qiao Ming's dream again late at night, and his face was full of anger: "Did you eat Lao Tzu's corpse?"

"No, no, I didn't eat it!" Qiao Ming hurriedly argued.

"Who's eating that?"

"How do I know? I thought you were resurrected and ran away. Qiao Ming's vision was blurry, and he only saw a black shadow.

"You're buried so deep, I'll run a yarn!"

Qiao Ming looked at the roaring body in front of him, a little stunned, "Aren't you a cat?

"Who stipulates that cats can't speak human words, Lao Tzu, hey?" Gou Rixin suddenly wondered, "Yes, I'm a cat, how can I speak human words?"

He hadn't thought about it before, but he got carried away for a few days after coming back from the dead, and he felt even more refreshed when he learned that he had nine lives. Thinking about it, I can not only speak human words, but also enter people's dreams, "Could it be that Lao Tzu has become an immortal?"

Qiao Ming rolled his eyes, "What do I think, you are a lonely soul wild cat, since you are dead, why don't you go to reincarnate?"

"Hey, haven't seen it," Gou Rixin was also stunned when Qiao Ming asked this, "Does black and white impermanence also care about cats?"

"How do I know, I haven't died. Qiao Ming snorted and said.

"I really have a destiny," Gou Rixin had a serious cat face, "There is no black and white impermanence soul after death, and you can come back from the dead, and now that the body is gone, I don't feel any difference, and I can still speak human words and enter human dreams." ”

"Then didn't you earn it?" Qiao Ming raised his eyebrows.

"Earn a fart, Lao Tzu can't eat or drink, he can't even be hungry, what's the point of dying?!" Gou Rixin shook his tail, "This thing is a bit evil, it must be that the king of Hades took bribes, and he didn't want Lao Tzu to be resurrected, let alone let Lao Tzu reincarnate, so he stole Lao Tzu's body unconsciously." ”

"Well, since everything has been figured out, then don't bother me. Qiao Ming was a little sleepy, but she remembered that she was in a dream, why was she sleepy?

"No, you have to help me find it, or I'll follow you all the time...... Follow you ......" A cat's face gradually enlarged in front of Qiao Ming's eyes, but the amber cat's eyes glowed with bloody red.

"Ahh When I looked around, I felt a chill enveloping me.

"You really can't be reincarnated... I'll burn you a cat nest..." Qiao Ming spoke weakly.