Lin Yao shouted in pain, and Aunt Rong was even more distressed. She shouted loudly in the direction where Uncle Rong was leaving www.biquge.info "Old man, have you found the medicine and wine, hurry up and bring it, the child can't stand the pain." I poured a glass of boiling water and handed it to Lin Yao, looking at his dry mouth and cracked lips, he must have been very frightened. Then, Uncle Rong appeared like lightning, holding a bottle of ink-colored and viscous "medicinal wine" in his hand, which looked strange and terrifying. Uncle Rong helped Lin Yao clean up the wound and apply medicinal wine, fortunately the snake was not poisonous, but Lin Yao's ankle was swollen for a few days, and he couldn't move freely while lying on the bed. Uncle Rong can tell at a glance whether this snake is poisonous or not, after all, he has lived in the countryside for decades, and these insects, snakes, rats and ants probably know a thing or two. Zhang Lin and Bai Xuanzhi worked together to lift Lin Yao to the bed and cover the quilt. That's when everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Yao directly recounted those terrifying experiences. When he said that he couldn't make any sound, as if something was holding him back, I could see a hint of panic in his eyes.

He said that he even felt hands on his back, fingers gently pinching his back, and then there was only one thought in his mind, that he was haunted by a ghost! But he could not see the shadow of the "ghost". He only felt the hands gently scraping the skin on his back, like a cat's paw scratching, and he held his breath as he let a knife pain come from his back. He is like a beast with an iron ring around its neck, with no freedom but to be slaughtered and powerless to resist. His face turned pale as he recalled these experiences, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he even clenched his hands into fists, as if trying to restrain the fear in his heart.

Perhaps this feeling of helplessness was embedded in his mind. For some time to come, this image would immediately come to his mind anytime and anywhere, haunting him and torturing him.

Lin Yao covered his head with his hands, looking sad. Bai Xuanzhi walked over and sat next to Lin Yao, he opened his voice as if asking, "Can I take a look at your back?" Lin Yao nodded, pulled down his collar a lot, and deliberately turned his back to us. When I saw Lin Yao's back, I couldn't help but let out a deep breath. Several visible scratches were imprinted on his dark skin.

Aunt Rong was the first to rush up and asked distressedly: "How can this be? Only now tell us, does it hurt?" I remember that there are still some herbs at home, to remove bruises, I will go to cook medicine. After speaking, Aunt Rong hurriedly walked out.

"Take off your clothes quickly, why didn't you say it earlier, you were all scratched like this, and you still die. Zhang Lin carefully helped Lin Yao take off his shirt, this time he could see completely that his back was full of large and small claw marks, some of the scratches had not completely healed, and a little blood was oozing, eye-catching and hideous.

When Uncle Rong saw Lin Yao like this, he was very excited, and even raised his voice a lot: "This, this looks like a cat's claw marks." "When I think of cats, I automatically think of the mysterious black cat. Besides, Lin Yao had also mentioned just now that he was led outside by the cat's barking, could this be a coincidence? Not necessarily! Lin Yao only felt that the bitterness in his heart was like the sea water. He himself was inexplicable, he didn't see anything alive at that time, let alone a black cat that only had life, he didn't see it.

If the black cat had climbed on his back, he would have felt the weight, but the problem was that he didn't feel any weight, he just felt a pair of cold hands on his back, not the cat's paws, but the palms of real people. Feeling the uneasiness and bitterness in Lin Yao's heart, Uncle Rong sighed silently.

Bai Xuanzhi also became a taciturn hermit. Zhang Lin shook his head slightly, slightly helpless. I looked at their low mood, and there was an inexplicable sadness.

"I saw the black cat too, and it was crouching quietly by the wall. "I seemed to remember something, and decided to break the low silence.

"Have you seen that black cat?" Bai Xuanzhi confirmed to me again, his eyes widening suddenly. The others looked at me curiously, as if waiting for my next sentence. I nodded, "Well, I couldn't sleep just now, I opened the window, and I saw the black cat squatting above the wall, I closed the window when I was scared, climbed into the bed and lay down, but I didn't expect that it didn't take long to hear someone's cry for help." My eyes fell on Lin Yao unconsciously.

"This is strange, according to Xiaoqing, that black cat seems to be waiting for Lin Yao to go out, what do you think?" Bai Xuanzhi held his chin, his eyes as dark as night stared at Lin Yao thoughtfully.

"No, I've never seen that black cat! Really, I've never had a cat, a dog is. Lin Yao swore and swore that he would explain the facts in a gentle male voice. "That's weird, could it be that black cat took a fancy to you?" Zhang Lin didn't forget to tease him, adding this sentence in a joking tone. Lin Yao was speechless, staring at his eyes, unable to speak. Zhang Lin smiled at him awkwardly, guessing that Lin Yao must be panicked in his heart. In fact, Lin Yao was like this, he broke out in a cold sweat just by imagining it. If it is really as Zhang Lin said, then he really doesn't know what to do.

Could it be that his own charm is too great? Lin Yao glanced at Bai Xuanzhi in front of him, and immediately denied this unrealistic idea. While speaking, Aunt Rong had already boiled the medicine, brought it over, and brought two hot eggs, saying that she wanted a hot compress to disperse the blood stasis. But when she saw the scars on Lin Yao's back, she couldn't help but shed tears, and caressed those hideous claw marks distressedly, just like a mother caressing her baby in infancy. Maybe Lin Yao didn't like this kind of touch, so he subconsciously moved his body back, and the atmosphere was suddenly extremely embarrassing.

Uncle Rong coughed lightly, "Old woman, it's not too early at this time, you go into the house and go to sleep! I'll call you again if I have something!" Aunt Rong looked at Lin Yao reluctantly, sighed softly, walked to the door and looked back at it uneasily, her eyes revealed an indescribable love song, and finally Aunt Rong left with helplessness.

I always felt that Aunt Rong's reaction was a bit too aggressive. I looked at Aunt Rong's back as she drifted away, and I had inexplicable feelings in my heart, wisps of water flowed out of my heart, like the clear spring of the bubbling mountain stream, amber, green, and clear that people couldn't help but be fascinated. Aunt Rong's concern for Lin Yao is exactly like this, it is a kind of selfless care. This mesmerizing care is innocent and clean, as pure as a newborn angel.