The black cat blocked the door, looked at Feng Ji, and actually spoke:

"Do you know what death is like?"

Feng Ji looked at the black cat, his mind blank.

"You know, the color of death?"

The black cat made a sound again, and word by word reached Feng Ji's ears, and Feng Ji realized that the black cat was talking.

"Yes...... Black? ”

"That's not right!" The black cat said coldly.

"Does death have a color?" Feng Ji asked tremblingly.

"Yes! It's white! As white as snow. ”

Feng Ji was frozen in place coldly by these words, unable to move at all.

The black cat raised its head and let out a long howl, which was terrible and soul-stirring.

Feng Ji's head buzzed, and he was pulled out of the dream, and it turned out that he had slept on the table all night. He turned off his phone alarm and rubbed his bloodshot eyes.

As he passed by the living room, Feng Ji looked at the cattery and found that the black cat was sleeping with his back to him. Feng Ji tiptoed into the bedroom, and Manting had already gone to work. On the table was a piece of paper that read:

Don't forget to feed Xiaotian, the cat food is in the kitchen locker.

Feng Ji was stunned for a moment, which meant that he would have to spend a whole day with this cat.

Feng Ji couldn't accept it, took his coat, and went out.

The sky was snowing again, and Feng Ji was walking alone on the street, not knowing where to go to pass the time. Every time he walked, he would inadvertently bounce off the snow on his body, trying not to melt on his body. At the intersection around the corner, he saw a group of wild cats, their eyes hostile, and they were scattered by Feng Ji, who was walking straight away.

He looked at the cats and wondered what the cat world was like. The one with a better life is pampered like a child. Those who have a bad life are abandoned on the street and become stray cats. In the dark of night, fighting with wild dogs and their own kind for food, they run through the deserted streets in twos and threes. But there is a particularly unsocial cat that always runs alone into the wilderness, and eats alone in inaccessible places. No one knew what it was doing or what it was eating. The cat was completely black, like night, with only a handful of white hair, which grew on its forehead......

The snow was falling heavily, Feng Ji slapped the snow off his body and walked briskly towards home.

The moment before opening the door, Feng Ji also wondered if Xiaotian would make a mess of the house, and then took the opportunity to encourage Manting to kick him out of the house. The moment he opened the door, Feng Ji was stunned, and the black cat was gone. He looked around for the black cat, but there was no one in the whole house.

Empty cattery, the house is neat and tidy, not a mess, and there is a hint of weirdness in the quiet air. Eventually, he came to the cattery, crouched down to take a closer look, and suddenly noticed a dark red patch on the cushion. He picked it up and looked at it for a long time, and found that it was actually a piece of meat.

Feng Ji took this piece of meat, and felt a chill on his back, and his hairs stood up. He carefully identified what kind of meat it was, and took it to his nose and sniffed it, and it was so foul that it seemed to have begun to rot.

Feng Ji couldn't tell what kind of animal meat it was, he only felt that something was wrong with this piece of meat, and he had only bought a piece of beef at home recently, and he had already eaten it yesterday. If it were beef, it would not have spoiled to this extent.

Feng Ji only felt a burst of nausea, and as soon as his hand was released, the piece of meat fell to the ground. A dark shadow quickly approached the flesh on the ground, it was Xiaotian. It lay on the ground and swallowed the meat in one bite, chewing it in its mouth. Feng Ji looked at the scene in front of him, and a strange aura filled the room, and he almost vomited.

Feng Ji eased his nerves, glared at the cat, and shouted:

"What are you eating?"

I don't know if this shouting is really a lesson for Xiaotian, or to give myself courage.

The black cat heard the shout and slowly raised its head, its two eyes staring straight into Feng Ji's eyes. At this time, Feng Ji regretted that he should not have confronted the black cat, let alone have eye contact with this sneaky cat.

It was like this for more than a minute, and the black cat's eyes flashed with a strange light, and it didn't move, but it went straight to the depths of Feng Ji's heart, like a hand gripping his heart. Feng Ji began to tremble, and wanted to escape the black cat's gaze, but it seemed that the cat's eyes had some kind of magic, absorbing all Feng Ji's fighting spirit.

Feng Ji almost screamed, he suppressed his rapid breathing, and with courage, picked up the broom on the table. The black cat was unmoved, still tilting its head and looking at him.

Feng Ji raised the broom high, but his shaking hand stopped in mid-air, he didn't have the courage to hit it hard, he was afraid of this cat, he was afraid of this sneaky from the bottom of his heart. At this time, the cat was still motionless, looking up like a sculpture, Feng Ji was about to suffocate.

The black cat's shrill cry pierced the still air, and Feng Ji gritted his teeth and smashed the broom at the black cat. Unexpectedly, the black cat dodged the attack sideways and jumped directly towards Feng Ji, he wanted to block the black cat's eyes with his hand. The black cat turned its head and bit Feng Ji's hand, and Feng Ji screamed miserably and threw the black cat into the corner.

Feng Ji couldn't help it, roared angrily, and pounced on the black cat in the corner. Not to be outdone, the black cat wanted to bite Feng Ji for the second time, but Feng Ji directly choked the black cat's neck.

The black cat raised its paws and scratched a trail of blood on Feng Ji's hands, Feng Ji was in unbearable pain and threw the black cat to the corner of the table, and the black cat screamed and fled to the living room.

Feng Ji's anger reached a certain point, he picked up the baseball bat that was placed by the cabinet and rushed out of the living room.

Feng Ji kept chasing Xiao Tian in the house, and the room was a mess. The black cat didn't pay attention, and was kicked by Feng Ji in a fit of rage and flew far away, slammed into the wall, and fell on the side of the cushion.

At this time, Feng Ji remembered the day his girlfriend Manting killed Bajie, and he finally knew why Manting couldn't stop the baseball bat in his hand, which was the manipulation of himself by the angry demon in his heart, and his suppressed fear was finally released.

The snow was falling, and there was no one in the northern suburbs at this time, except for Feng Ji. He took out a towel wrapped in a towel from the trunk, it was Xiaotian's corpse.

In the city's neighborhoods, stray cats wander around the garbage cans, jostling for food. But there was a kind of unsocial cat that crossed the neighborhood and burrowed alone into the woods on the outskirts. No one knows what it eats, except for the occasional passer-by who see it chewing on the flesh of an unknown animal. This misfit cat, alive in the shadowy woods, alive in death. After it's really dead, you have the illusion that it's really dead.

Manting opened the door, and the room was in chaos. She came to the cattery and saw that on the mat, there was an extra second blood mark.