The cat's mouth kept spewing out of its mouth, emitting a foul smell, and the smell was like some kind of stinky meat, mashed, and left in the sun for three days, which made me nauseous, and my stomach churned, but I did not dare to act rashly.

I can't forget that after the black cat jumped on the third uncle's shoulder, the third uncle's whole body froze. I had to keep moving like him because I didn't understand anything.

But I'm different from the third uncle now, he still has my big nephew, but I don't.

So the third uncle has run away now, and I'm still frozen in this hellish place like a fool.

But there is one thing, I learned that the third uncle is standing there stiffly, and it seems that there is no danger for the time being.

The black cat crouched on my shoulder, and made no further movement except for a few low growls.

I took a look, I was holding the pot in both hands, and the life-saving incense offering was not lost, but was clipped between my little finger and ring finger.

It's just that two-thirds of the incense has been burned, and there is still a small part left.

I don't know if the black cat didn't attack me because of the incense. But I know that since the third uncle asked me to come in with an offering of incense, he naturally has his reasons.

At this time, another frightening scene happened.

The black cat suddenly stopped growling and began to sniff hard.

The smoke from the burning of the incense, which was particularly visible in the candlelight, had been sucked in by the black cat.

The cat's four-legged crouch on my shoulder, its head poking out a lot, maintaining a strange balance.

I peeked into it, and the black cat's eyes lost their sharpness and resentment, and became extremely misty. And on the face of the black cat, I saw a greedy look.

This kind of look, which should be the expression of a human face, is particularly weird when it appears on the cat's face.

The black cat is greedily sucking the incense!

The incense was sucked by the black cat, and the burning speed was significantly accelerated. I noticed that the incense offering was moving rapidly downward at a speed visible to the naked eye.

I secretly complained that the rest of this incense offering was not long, and at this rate, the incense would be burned in less than five minutes.

Without the incense, I don't know what would happen next.

It occurred to me that the doll I found downstairs, with its head broken and its stomach open, could it be this black cat who did it. Without the incense, will the black cat cut off my head and open my belly like it did with the doll?

Thinking of this, I feel my scalp tingle. Somehow, people shouldn't be afraid of a cat, but the black cat on my shoulder is weird from the inside out, and my fear of it is also born from my heart, and I don't even dare to make eye contact with it.

It was only later that I learned that the black cat is a magical animal. Especially in the supernatural world, it is synonymous with psychics. Of course, not every black cat can be psychic, it must be the kind of black cat that does not have a single stray hair on its body, and the time and place of birth are very particular. This statement is not unfounded, because cats are animals that were originally imported from abroad, and they are also raised as witches' pets abroad. So the claim that cats have psychic abilities is credible. The psychic black cat will be used by many ghosts, so since ancient times, there has been a legend that the cat jumps out of the coffin and will cheat the corpse. When keeping a wake for a loved one, it is necessary to prevent the presence of cats.

Of course, I didn't know this at the time, but I just watched the black cat and watch the incense slowly burning, and this kind of torment was simply unbearable. At the same time, I kept scolding the third uncle in my heart, this uncle who has nothing to do, when I go out safely, I will look good with you. It seemed that this was the only way to counteract some of the fears in my heart.

The cat on the shoulder was still gulping down the smoke rising from the incense, and as the incense slowly burned down, the cold sweat on my head came out.

Just then, I heard footsteps on the stairs.

I also shifted my attention, and I saw the third uncle sneakily poking his head out and looking at me.

I almost broke out, it's all this time, you still look at a fart? But even if he has a conscience, he didn't really throw my eldest nephew here.

The third uncle is more knowledgeable than me, and when he saw my condition, he hurriedly waved his hand at me and signaled me not to worry.

My heart says how can I not be in a hurry? When is it? The pot of flowers I was holding in my hand was not sinking, but after a long time, my arm was a little numb and began to shake incessantly.

I couldn't speak, so I glared at the third uncle with my eyes.

The third uncle smiled ghostly and shook the thing he was carrying in his other hand towards me.

I saw that it was the doll downstairs.

I really didn't understand what he was doing with that thing at this time, so I saw the third uncle put his own incense in his mouth, and pulled out the fetal hair in the doll's belly with three handfuls and two handfuls of free hands, and then came to the end of the corridor and put the few balls of fetal hair in the corner.

Immediately afterwards, the third uncle picked up a candle and burned the candle flame on the fetal hair.

The fetal hair was fine and soft, and when it was burned by the fire, it immediately burned, and a faint green smoke came out.

Before I could figure out the purpose of the third uncle's move, I felt a heavy weight and a lightness on my shoulders. The black cat, which was sniffing the smoke, suddenly jumped down and went straight to the burning fetal hair.

I was still stupid to watch, but the third uncle rushed over, pulled my clothes, and ran down the stairs.

I woke up like a dream, hurriedly held the pot of flowers, and ran down the stairs with the third uncle.

At the corner of the stairs, I peeked back and saw the black cat crouching near the fetal hair, the hair on its neck bursting, and roaring at the flames.

I didn't dare to look any further, so I rushed down from the second floor as soon as possible.

When I went down to the first floor, I realized that the entire hall on the first floor was covered in a layer of fog. It's not an exaggeration to say that I can't see my fingers, and the third uncle ran down one step ahead of me, and I couldn't see him anymore.

I turned around and looked around, but I still didn't find the third uncle. As a result, the direction was completely disrupted. I didn't dare to speak out yet, and my heart was very anxious.

Happily, when I calmed down a bit, I noticed that there was a faint light on the ground.

I suddenly remembered, isn't this the white ash that the third uncle asked me to arrange on the ground when I came in?

At this time, the white ash in front of me emitted a faint flame, although it was not large, but it was very conspicuous in the mist, and people could see it at a glance. But the flames in the distance were completely obscured by the mist.

I tried to take two steps towards the white wax, and then a farther white ash light appeared.

Only then did I understand the true intention of the third uncle to arrange these candles, he just left us a way back. In this way, we can walk out of the house by following the direction indicated by this candle.

Having found this, I hastened my feet and walked out in the direction of the candle.

This time it went well, I soon came to the door, and the moment I stepped out of the door, my fingers ached, and the incense had burned to the end, and a puff of green smoke came out of it, and it was extinguished.

Then I heard a strange cry behind me, and when I looked back, I saw that the black cat was hunched over, and it had a tendency to pounce. I took a few steps backwards in fright, bumped into something behind me, and almost threw the pot in my hand.

The person behind me helped me hold the flower pot, and a familiar figure stood up, it was the third uncle who came out one step ahead of me.

I opened my mouth to say something, but the third uncle shouted at me, turned around and took me around a few corners, and came to a clearing.

The vacant lot was supposed to be in the heart of the residential area, surrounded by houses scattered far and near.

"It's dangerous, it's dangerous." The third uncle let out a sigh of relief and kept wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"Damn. Can you talk? "I felt relieved, I felt like I had escaped death. The atmosphere in the room has been overwhelming me, and if I don't come out and be harmed by ghosts, I'm afraid I'll collapse myself.

The third uncle nodded: "I didn't expect that ghost baby to possess a black cat......"

I was stunned: "You mean, that black cat is the baby who died?" ”

"Can't be wrong. The black cat has been guarding the Medra, we are wearing shrouds and holding soul incense, and the ghost baby can't find us. But the black cat is different, it has a strong sense of smell and vision. It doesn't determine where we are, but it feels like we're there. When I lifted the Medara, it pounced. ”

I sneered, "So you asked me to carry the flower for you, so that I could lure the cat to me." Third uncle, I really want to praise you from the bottom of my heart, you are really damaged......"

The third uncle's face turned red and white: "I'm not ...... Isn't it a plan to save you? ”

I waved my hand: "Of course I know it's to save me, otherwise I can still talk to you so well?" Why did the fetal hair in the doll lead the cat over? ”

The third uncle explained: "I said that I made that doll to attract confinement ghosts. The fetal hair was brought out of the mother's womb, and it was the most popular and pure. I burned the fetal hair, and the black cat thought that someone had exposed himself, so he rushed over to check it out, and we took advantage of this opportunity to escape. But this trick can only be used once, and fortunately we managed to get the pot of flowers out of it. ”

The two of us were crouching around the Medra, and I asked, "What are we going to do with this flower?" ”

The third uncle looked up at the moon, didn't speak, only took out a wine bottle from the burden he was carrying and put it on the ground, and found a broken bowl.

I asked in surprise, "What's the third uncle, at this time, do you still have to drink two sips?" ”

The third uncle glared at me: "Drink you big-headed ghost." Take a good look at what's in that bottle. ”

I took the bottle and found it full of red liquid in the moonlight.

"Okay, third uncle, don't drink the white one, but drink the red one instead? When did you become so tasteful? ”

The third uncle snatched the wine bottle: "Are you energetic?" Is this special wine? It's ...... blood."