Ling Huqing had already seen that this cat demon didn't dare to confront her head-on, but gave full play to the tactics of "attacking people and attacking hearts", which made people have preconceived fears, in fact, those dense black cats on the roof were not afraid at all,

And the elusive, huge black cat created this terrifying atmosphere, as if only to scare them away.

Ling Huqing clenched the Red Heart Sword, she took out a snow-white hand towel from her sleeve, covered her mouth and nose, and rushed in again.

Once she had adjusted to the darkness inside, the scene in the room appeared before her eyes.

On a bed by the window, there was a man lying upright, and there was a man kneeling upright in the open space in front of the bed.

Lying on the bed was an old woman, with unkempt white hair scattered on both sides, deeply sunken eye sockets, and wrinkled skin,

The old woman was skinny and skinny, her exposed hands were like two chicken feet, her skin was close to her phalanges, her nails were long and curved, and the stench emanated from her.

Ling Huqing put his finger under the old woman's nose, and without the slightest breath, she had been dead for a long time. Looking closely at the person kneeling in front of the bed, several ring scars on the blue and black scalp are quite conspicuous, with a horizontal face, small triangular eyes, and a scar at the corner of the eye.

"Zhihai?!" Ling Hu Qing's heart was shocked, and the emerald jade pendant flashed in front of his eyes, and some things seemed to be connected in an instant.

There was a hideous hole in Zhihae's neck, and the black and red blood in the terrible wound had dried up, and the blood had formed a sticky puddle on the ground along his neck and his clothes, emitting a fishy smell.

"Meow!" A cat meowed, a black shadow pounced on the old woman, the old woman sat up from the bed, two hands like chicken claws stretched out to Ling Huqing, the old woman's eyes showed a dead white, cloudy, very terrifying.

Zhihai was also like a zombie, tilting his head, the big hole in his neck opened hideously, and crawled towards Ling Huqing covered in blood.

"Fixed!", Ling Huqing threw two talismans at the two corpses, and the old woman and Zhihai stopped moving, she said contemptuously: "Therefore, play a trick, pretend to be a ghost!"

A black shadow rushed towards her like lightning, and the sharp claws were about to grab her shoulder with the sound of the wind, and the sword light of the Red Heart Sword shone, and the Big Dipper on the sword body shone brightly, making Fox Qing use the light to see the opportunity to stab out with a sword.

"Meow!" the black cat barked very violently, and its tail dragged on the ground, leaving a trail of blood in its path.

Ling Hu Qing knew that it must have been injured, and said awe-inspiringly: "You little demon, now admit defeat and surrender, I won't take your life,

You naturally know that you are no match for me at all!"

"Who are you?" the strange man's deep voice made the black cat stop and look at Ling Huqing, its mouth opening and closing.

"I don't have to know who I am, that old woman doesn't look like she was harmed, most likely she died of a long illness, but what kind of enmity does Zhihai have with you, you let him die so ugly?"

The black cat dragged its injured tail and jumped on top of Zhihai's corpse, holding a piece of jade pendant in its mouth and placing it on the ground in front of Ling Huqing.

Ling Huqing didn't care about the blood, picked it up and looked at it, only to see a "feather" word engraved on it.

"This is Yulang's thing?" Ling Huqing wondered.

"It used to be", the black cat sat on the ground, and there seemed to be sadness in his green eyes.

"Later, this jade pendant was given to Jun Li, and then it was taken away by Zhihai?" asked Ling Huqing after a little thought.

The black cat looked up at him, his eyes confused: "You are very smart, not like a human, but you are indeed a human being. ”

Linghu Qing said: "Whether it's a human or a demon, you can't kill innocents indiscriminately!"

"Do you believe it? This is the first time I've killed someone, and he's definitely not innocent," the black cat's eyes suddenly revealed ferocity, "He's innocent!"

"Oh, I'd like to hear about the twists and turns, but can you get your kind out there first?

My friends have been stunned twice, and can we talk somewhere else? The smell is too revulsive. ”

Ling Huqing lifted the handkerchief on his nose and looked at the black cat, "What do you say?"

"Your friend, that straw bale, who has been ruined by the gold and jade, has not grown at all after all these years. ”

The black cat said disdainfully, and jumped lightly, and jumped into the courtyard, it squatted on the ground, tilted its head, "Mi woo, Mi woo......

The cry was different from just now, and the black shadow on the roof also raised its head to the sky, "Mi woo, Mi woo......

It was called for a while, and then he reluctantly left.

Looking at the empty roof, the black cat's eyes seemed to be reluctant, but more sad, and its mouth moved: "Okay, wake up your friends, come with me, if you still want to hear the story." ”

After dragging his injured tail, he jumped three or two times, jumped onto the roof of the hall, and looked coldly at the three people in the courtyard.

"This black cat can actually speak", Ah Ye was a little surprised.

"Murong Gongzi! Murong Gongzi, wake up, wake up" Ah Ye shook Murong Feng's shoulder.

Ling Huqing had a cold face, and she pulled Murong Feng away from Aye and dragged him towards the hall. I was busy fighting the cat demon just now and didn't pay attention, this old tree spirit has been leaning on Aye, so I don't know how to be ashamed, my maid is okay, now even my senior brother has to be close, it's bearable, it's unbearable!

In the middle of the hall is a table with a few incense sticks inserted in the incense burner on the table, and the cigarette smoke curls so that the people in the paintings on the wall seem to be reborn.

To think of this incense is to burn it for the person in this painting.

In the painting, a thin and handsome man is holding a black cat in his arms, this cat is pitch black, and his eyes are green.

The man was dressed in white but had a graceful and elegant style, his eyes looked at the cat in his arms, and his face was full of pity.

"Meow!" the black cat jumped down from the roof and screamed in Murong Feng's ear.

"Ah......hhhh Cat ......", Murong Feng woke up suddenly, still frightened.

"Okay, little Furong, don't pretend" The black cat looked at Murong Feng contemptuously, his eyes full of mockery.

"You dead cat, you can still recognize this son, you didn't debunk you just now, it gave you a big face. ”

Murong Feng regained his usual demeanor: "How could you show up here, a dead cat?"

Ah Ye's eyes were a little more surprised when he looked at Murong Feng, and Ling Huqing's calm expression obviously indicated that she already knew all this.

"It's a long story, maybe you don't want to hear it", the black cat lowered its head and licked the wound on its tail, looking gloomy.

"Dead cat, when did you become so twisted, I want you to ...... back then" Murong Feng suddenly realized something, glanced at Ah Ye, and stopped the conversation in time.

"Perhaps, I'd rather be a liar than a murderer," said Black Cat Youyou.

Because, its acquaintance with Jun Li began with a scam.

At that time, it was a carefree demon, everything was fine, except for the occasional boredom, as a demon who didn't like to eat people, it was inevitable to get bored.

It spends its days wandering around the city with nothing to do, and occasionally turning into a human form to play tricks on stupid humans on a whim, a prank that makes it fun.

It has changed into an old man, into a child, into a man, into a woman, and this time it has become a scarred beggar covered in filth and smell.

He crawled on the street, and the pedestrians on the street looked sideways at him, avoiding it like a plague, and when he saw those human beings with disgust and couldn't avoid it, he thought it was very funny, and it even maliciously stretched out its dirty black hand to drag other people's clothes, causing an angry scolding: "Stinky Hanako!", and the short-tempered person kicked him directly, and then jumped away with his sore feet, looking at his eyes as if he had seen a ghost.

But this kind of game is fresh at first, and after a long time, it falls into boredom.

He turned over the rotten bowl on the ground boringly, buckled it, turned it over, buckled it, "jingle bell" made a crisp sound, there was really a copper coin lying in its bowl, he was ecstatic, this was the first time it begged for money, he couldn't help but look up, a delicate and handsome face reflected in his eyes, Eguan Bo belt, dressed in white, seemed to be a scholar.