3. Chapter 3 Mr. Reporter
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"Meow a mi, not good! Do you say ......"
An ominous premonition hit the black cat boy's heart, maybe something bad is going to happen!
It's too late to wake up, it's really over!
It's so sudden!
As soon as the feet were soft, the sky collapsed, and the whole body fell sharply, and an extreme fear of falling into the abyss crept into my heart, but there was no handle around me, even if it was the thinnest life-saving straw, even if it was even half of the thinnest life-saving straw, it was good, as long as I could grasp it, it was good. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
At the very least, it can relieve the tension!
It would be nice if it was a nightmare, even if it scared two people, no! It's also good to have a lot of cold sweat, and when I wake up from a dream, there is nothing to do, only the pillow is wet.
But it's all true!
Finally, soon, with just a blink of an eye, the fall stopped, and the black cat boy felt a kind of suffocation, breathless, and suffocated too uncomfortably.
"Caught, caught, you dead cat, gluttonous cat, see if I don't skin you alive!"
There was a familiar cry of joy from underneath the body, an old drunkard's, and it sounded like a broken gong ringing.
The black cat boy nervously observed the surroundings, why was it hanging in the air, he was really a little confused!!
It took a while to realize that he had fallen into a very strong net pocket that hung from the pillars of the yurt, the kind woven from fine linen rope.
It turned out that he had fallen through a hole in the roof of the broken felt house.
In order to be able to catch this gluttonous cat, the old drunkard changed the hole in advance, and only changed the position of the tattered and old old dog skin on top of it slightly, and made it into a "flip trap".
All of this was watched by the tanuki couple again.
"Meow, let me go!"
No matter how the black cat boy screamed hoarsely and struggled with all his might, it was to no avail, but the more the net pocket struggled and tightened, and if it didn't stop, the thin hemp rope would be strangled into the flesh and skin, and it would hurt his heart.
In the end, like a deflated ball, the black cat boy gave up useless struggles and screams, and honestly shrunk into a ball, resigned to fate.
The net, made of fine linen rope, no longer swayed to and fro, but was very comically and cokely pretending to be a big cat, motionless.
Everything was quiet.
"Wife, you are so clever, thanks to this good way you have come up with this goddamn gluttonous cat, you will skin him alive at dawn, and see how I clean him up."
"It's easy to kill this cat, I think this wild cat is very good-looking, it is better to tame him and use it as a plaything for our son in the future."
"Okay, listen to you, then let's ...... again"
"You dead drunkard, it's only been a few days, you can't help it, you can be light, you have your child in your belly...... Ah...... You ......"
Obviously, that good show is about to start again.
If this kind of thing had happened in the past, the black cat boy's eyes would have narrowed into a slit with excitement, and his ears would have been straightened, for fear of missing the slightest bit of information that could be received.
He has this hobby, and when he's bored, he likes to download some of the island's specialties, especially Mr. Cang, who has a lot of this disc and that.
But at this moment, in this situation, the black cat boy no longer has that good mood, closes his eyes in despair, and waits for death.
If it were possible, he would even want to plug his ears and plug them tightly, but now he doesn't want to hear anything, he just thinks about how to escape.
When the sun rose again, the black cat boy was in a terrible situation, and he was not only sent to the firewood room, but also tied a strong cowhide band around his neck.
The most infuriating thing is that there is a broken boot tied to the other end of this very strong cowhide band, which belongs to the old drunkard's daughter-in-law.
In this way, the black cat boy's movement has been greatly restricted, and he can no longer jump over the ridge like walking on the ground, not even running fast, but can only drag this heavy burden slowly forward.
"Meow woohoo, look at it, this is the end of gluttony!"
"Meow woohoo, look at it, this is the end of gluttony!"
You don't have to look to know who is gloating on the side, except for the hateful tanuki couple, who can it be.
"Aren't you bragging? Blow it on me again and see if you can blow yourself into the sky!" ”
You don't have to look at it to know who is sneering on the side, except for those hateful friends, who can it be.
What makes the black cat kid the saddest thing is that the old native cat doesn't know where to go, is she also not saved?
No way!
If even she dies and doesn't save her, then there is really no heavenly reason, there is no catway!
"Oh my God, I might as well let me die."
He hated it in his heart, and the old drunkard and his daughter-in-law were the most despicable, the most shameless, and the most commonly used way of humiliating people, and I vaguely remembered that it seemed that this kind of criminal law had been used in a certain movement of which dynasty.
The black cat kid really doesn't want to live anymore!
He desperately bit the cowhide band, but the cowhide band was as strong as a steel wire, and it broke two teeth without any damage; He tried desperately to hit everything he could with his head, but to no avail except to hit Venus in his eyes; He writhed desperately in the haystacks, scratching everywhere with his paws, but he received nothing but a beating from the old drunkard.
It's called "boiling eagles".
A few days passed, and the black cat kid didn't want to toss anymore, he obeyed, admitted defeat, admitted planting, and accepted his fate.
He began to learn to be submissive, to learn to please the old drunkard and his pretty daughter-in-law, and when he saw them, he meowed and snored and rubbed their cheeks.
Of course, his favorite thing is to let that beautiful woman hold and kiss.
"This is really a good cat, so obedient."
Whenever he heard such a compliment, the black cat boy rolled in the ground, begging the mistress to hug him and scratch him.
Actually, it's all fake!
It was only in the dead of night that it was as if he were him again.
This little black cat has really changed, he obediently lies in the sun every day and pretends to sleep, but the cold light shoots out of his eyes.
He's looking for an opportunity, looking for a chance for revenge!
But where are the opportunities?
It was just dark on this day, and the idle, black cat boy, as usual, shrunk into a ball again, lying in a small grass nest, half-asleep.
Suddenly, a familiar shadow appeared, it was the lame old cat.
"Mom, help me."
The black cat boy seemed to see a savior, grabbed a straw, stood up, trembled with excitement, and shouted.
"Hello, Mr. Reporter! I haven't suffered a lot of sin in the past two days, hahaha. ”
What I never expected was that the old native cat's mouth was actually speaking human words, which really made the black cat boy stunned for a long time, and it took a long time to come back to his senses.
"What? Mr. Reporter? Is it me?! ”
Finally, the shattered, frozen memories regained a little bit, even if it was only a fragment or two!
The black cat boy's head seemed to have been suddenly woken up by an electric shock, and he suddenly remembered something!
"I'm human, I'm really human, I'm not a cat!"
The black cat boy wanted to shout in human language, but he didn't expect that it was still cat language.
"Ahh
The old cat looked at the black cat boy meaningfully and let out a long sigh.
The black cat boy lowered his head in despair, it was over, listening to the tone, this was refusal, and then smiled bitterly.
"Hahaha, what's wrong, disappointed, in fact, there is still hope."
"Yes, yes, you say quickly, as long as you can save me, let me do anything."
The words of the old native cat made the black cat boy see the hope of the willow and the flower again.
"Alas, now listening to what you said, it still doesn't work, you haven't reached that heat yet."
As he spoke, the old native cat sighed again and turned around to leave.
"What, what, tell me."
"Your mind has not yet been tempered to the kind of fire that it should have."
"Can you explain that a little bit more? Please, I really don't understand! ”
"I'm sure you can understand, but for now all I can tell you is not to be fooled by the illusion in front of you!"
"Huh?!"
The black cat kid seemed to understand something again.
"So, can you tell me who you are?"
"Like you, it's a cat, hahaha."
What is the difference between such an answer and not answering?
"Can you tell me what I can do to get out of this sea of suffering? Can you get to the kind of heat you said? ”
"I think you'd like to be a cat, wouldn't it be nice for you to do this!"
This answer is still no different from no answer, or it is better not to say it, it just points to the sore spot of the black cat boy.
"Alas, I used to want to be a cat for the rest of my life, because I thought I was just a cat that wanted to become a human, and I didn't think that I was really a human being!"
This time, it's the black cat kid's turn to sigh.
"Don't sigh, didn't I just say it, you're just not ready yet, and when the heat comes, you'll understand everything. Actually, we ......"
"What are we!"
The black cat boy's flame of hope was ignited again, and he hurriedly asked.
"Actually...... We're all people with a mission! ”
"Huh? What task? What a person with a task! ”
"I really can't tell you now, it's still the same sentence, the fire hasn't arrived yet."
"Fire, fire, what fire is not hot! You just don't want to save me! ”
The black cat kid is really anxious.
"Hahaha, this is your fire!"
Before the laughter landed, the old native cat was gone.
"That's my heat?"
The black cat boy fell into deep thought like a fool.
Before I knew it, it was dawning again.
That night, he remembered a lot of things, and what happened after he became a cat.
As for the things before I became a cat, I seem to have remembered a little bit......