I screamed loudly, listening to my own incredible cat meows, and my panicked mind went blank. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

A sharp pain that I had never experienced before came from my stomach, and I knew that Lan Zhen's sharp claws had been inserted into my abdomen. Thinking of the miserable scene I had just seen, the instinct for the pursuit of life in the end made me turn over with all my strength and bite Lan Zhen's hand.

Who knew that Lan Zhen didn't seem to feel pain, and she didn't mean to let go at all. I couldn't care so much, so I bit my sharp teeth into Lan Zhen's flesh and bones.

Lan Zhen's flesh and bones were unexpectedly fragile, as if they had decayed, and they were bitten through by me. A whimper sounded in my throat, and the wild blood of my ancestors from thousands of years ago seemed to be awakened. Ignoring the gurgling blood from my stomach, I gnawed hard at my tattered hand.

The hand was really broken, Lan Zhen roared, and the other hand came over with a bloody wind. I tightened my body, leaped off the dissecting table with all my strength, grabbed a white gauze lantern on my head with my claws, and climbed up desperately.

"Stop! You dead cat! Lan Zhen roared, shook the severed hand, and jumped on the autopsy table to grab me, and I scrambled along the lantern to the ceiling. There was a gap in the place where the lantern was hung, and I struggled with my claws to tear open half of the ceiling in the gap and try to get into it.

"You give me back......" Lan Zhen's terrifying voice was still echoing under the ceiling, and I was scurrying around along the ceiling like crazy, looking for the last bit of hope for life. Suddenly, I saw a very small exhaust fan window and immediately ran over it.

Not only was the window small, but there were also several layers of fan blades on it. Life and death are at stake, and I don't care if I will be stuck, so I bow my head and drill out through the gap in the fan blade. There was a tearing pain in my stomach, and I didn't even have time to look at it, so I struggled out and fell through the air window.

I flew in mid-air, watching my stomach blur with flesh and blood, and the half of the severed hand was gone, replaced by a small piece of intestine floating in the air with blood.

My eyes were getting darker and darker, and the last thought in my mind was: I'm dead......

......I sat up, cold sweat ran down my face, I calmed my breath and found myself sleeping on the bed in the dormitory, my hands and feet were still normal, not like a cat.

It was a nightmare, but that dream was deeply imprinted in my mind. I couldn't help but subconsciously touch my belly. Although it was still as smooth as ever, the heart-rending pain was deeply remembered as if it had been experienced by myself.

......A cat meow came from the window, and I looked up to see the moonlight reflecting the outline of a black cat, its green eyes glowing strangely, and its coat was oily and watery.

I recognized it as Blackie, and I opened the window as I thought of what had happened in my dream.

Blackie hesitated to step forward, and I reached out with my left hand to touch it. It hesitated, reached over to sniff, and then followed my hand to the place where the bracelet was white. Suddenly, he shrank back vigilantly, arched his back, and let out a "whine" sound at my throat.

"It's okay, it's my own blood, not someone else's, not a cat's." I also stared into the cat's eyes and thought this sentence in my head. I knew Blackie understood, and sure enough, its back softened, and it came over and rubbed its head into the palm of my hand.

"Little guy, you're very shrewd, you actually know how to look for me, it seems that you are not just an ordinary cat." I reached out and picked up Blackie, stroking its oily and watery fur. "I know what you've experienced, I'm limited in my abilities, but I'll do my best."

Xiao Hei looked at me and softened his eyes, leaned his head on my arms, and rubbed and rubbed gently.

In Chung Ji-hoon's villa on the outskirts of the capital, in a richly decorated bedroom, like the queen of Versailles, there were bursts of deep gasps and women's cries.

Lan Zhen's body almost sank into the luxurious bed, and Zhong Ji-hoon pressed against her like a beast and sprinted hard. Finally, he let out a low roar and stopped moving. Lan Zhen let out one last gasp, as if she was dead, and lay there motionless. His snow-white body was covered with sweat, as if he had been washed with water.

Zhong Zhixun sat up, didn't look at Lan Zhen, and went straight to the bathroom, until Zhong Zhixun walked out with a bath towel around his waist, Lan Zhen finally turned over tiredly.

Zhong Zhixun sat on the sofa, poured a glass of red wine, raised his head and squinted at Lan Zhen and said, "What's the matter, the spirit is so bad." ”

Lan Zhen raised her head, propped her hand on her cheeks, and said weakly: "Something happened when I replenished the Yin Soul a few days ago, and it took some Yin Qi. Immediately, he hurriedly squeezed out a coquettish smile and said, "But don't worry, Lord Houyu, it's not in the way." I don't dare to say anything else in this world, there are more stray cats. ”

Zhong Zhixun drank all the red wine, stood up and said, "If you don't want to be like your predecessor, don't make any mistakes!" ”

After that, he turned around and walked out of the room, and the two black-clothed men at the door of the bedroom were already waiting at the door, and when they saw Zhong Zhixun coming out, they quickly draped the bathrobe in their hands on Zhong Zhixun's body.

Looking at the door that closed with a "bang", Lan Zhen let out a long breath. Exhausted, she got up and walked into the bathroom.

A pale shadow was reflected in the bathroom mirror covered with moisture, and she reached out to wipe the moisture on the mirror, and under the ambiguous light of the bathroom, three shadows appeared in the mirror. One was Lan Zhen, and the other two were standing behind her, and they were the ghosts of Alan and Chang Yushan.

Lan Zhen sighed, propped her hands on the sink, and muttered, "It seems that these cats alone are not enough, and we need to find some more reliable souls to replenish." ”

In the private restaurant in that alley, I met Chen Yibai and Wu Tianyu again. A few days ago, I told Chen Yibai about the black cat, and he came to the capital to analyze this matter with me and Wu Tianyu.

I took out a photo of Lan Zhen and handed it to Chen Yibai and said, "Look at this Lan Zhen, do you feel very familiar?" ”

Chen Yibai looked at the photo seriously, nodded and said, "Yes, it's very familiar, but ...... She made any films, but she couldn't remember. ”

"She's never made a film before, she's a complete newcomer. I inquired with Zhong Zhiyuan around the corner, and Zhong Zhiyuan said that Lan Zhen had been studying acting abroad and had only recently returned to China. She also said that she performed on Broadway stages abroad, so she was not famous before. I pouted and said, "As soon as I hear it, it's fake, is it crazy that Zhong Zhixun will dig up an actor from Broadway in the United States to be the pillar of the Tang Dynasty like looking for a needle in a haystack for no reason." ”

Wu Tianyu nodded and said, "It's quite suspicious, but it's not a problem, I'll be able to find out her identity soon." ”

"Actually, I don't need to look it up, I know who she is." I stared at Chen Yibai and Wu Tianyu and said, "Although I am not 100% sure, it is estimated that eight or nine are not far from ten, I guess Lan Zhen is Alan who was taken away by the back corner in the ancient film and television city in winter." ”