Don't underestimate the black cat, its Taoism is not below the great immortal. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Daxian said that as early as the end of the Qing Dynasty, the matter of Jinhua cat becoming a fine has been circulated among the people.

It is said that in the last years of the Qing Dynasty, a father and son went to the mountains to hunt. On the way at home, I actually found a strange cat barking, this cry is like a child's crying, the son wants to catch the cat, the father stopped and said, this is a Jinhua cat, catch one can not eat, two can not raise, you catch him to do what. The son didn't understand, so the father told the son about Jinhua's cat becoming a sperm.

Although the father and son did not provoke this Jinhua cat, but this Jinhua cat is very aggressive, seeing someone passing by its territory, how can it be reasonable to let go of food? !

The Jinhua cat soaked in urine on a small lake they passed, and the son felt thirsty when he passed by the lake, so he drank the water from the lake, and almost caused a catastrophe.

As they walked, the son saw a wild boar in front of him, and the son was about to shoot, but the wild boar actually attacked him and crushed him under him. The son was about to call his father for help, but suddenly his father disappeared. He fought the wild boar desperately, but later he was seriously injured, and his consciousness became weaker and weaker, and in the haze he found that the wild boar had become his father.

The father rode on his son's body, kept slapping him, and scolded in his mouth: "Little brute, get out of my ......." Until the son regained consciousness.

It turned out that after the son drank the water in the lake, he was lost by the Jinhua cat and mistook his father for a wild boar. As soon as the father saw that his son's eyes were wrong, he raised his gun and aimed it at himself, knowing that he was bewitched by the Jinhua cat, and hurriedly threw him to the ground, and kept fanning him to restore his mind.

This Jinhua cat is good at the art of confusion, and can haunt freely during the day, which can be described as extremely dangerous. Moreover, Jinhua cat is not only charming, but also very strategic, which is also its most terrifying point. Jinhua cat never lives alone, it is often mixed with Mr. Ichimoku Go.

The so-called Mr. Ichimoku Five is a monster with only one eye and five heads, and his way of doing evil is in the dead of night, after people are asleep, he sneaks into other people's houses, and blows on the sleeping people with his five heads in turn, and the people who are blown up will get sicker and sicker, and finally die.

Jinhua Cat and Mr. Ichimoku often cooperate. First, the Jinhua cat peed in the water tank, and after people drank the water in the tank, they would lose their minds. In this way, Mr. Ichimoku naturally became a handsome guy and a beautiful woman in their eyes.

In the dead of night, Mr. Gochimoku turns into a handsome guy or a beautiful woman, sneaks into the widow's or bachelor's house, and after they spend the night together, they basically die.

And even if a person dies, there will be a happy smile on his face.

The Jinhua cat mentioned here is just a Jinhua cat whose cultivation is still shallow. If it is deep, it is difficult to predict what it can do.

When Daxian said this, the third aunt naturally understood the power. However, this hatred of taking the life of a daughter-in-law can not be eliminated because of fear! The third aunt has been dealing with demons and monsters for half her life, and this time she met a powerful master, and she bullied herself, how can she swallow her anger!

So, I secretly decided that I must meet the wild cat tonight. In fact, the third aunt couldn't wait to catch the wild cat back and stew it immediately, but after tossing all night last night, she was very tired. If she waits until tomorrow at daylight, the third aunt will find it difficult to understand the anger and hatred in her heart. The third aunt decided to take a break and go when she regained her strength. She asked her son to prepare her a bowl of fish blood, a yellow rope with charms painted with cinnabar, etc., for backup.

After that, the third aunt lay on the kang, thinking about the weird smiling face of the father and daughter when they died, and the white fluff on the corpse found later, it seems that what Daxian said is right, it must be the cat demon!

When I woke up, it was also midnight, I gently pushed open the door, came to my son's room, and saw that my son was already asleep, so I came to Daxian's offering table lightly and put on a stick of incense. She knows that Daxian has a clear attitude towards this matter and will never interfere, it seems that the things behind this are not just as simple as a cat that has become a fine as Daxian said. Behind this, there must be a greater evil, but what the great immortals covet, can't be found.

The third aunt can't take care of so much, this person fights for a breath, the Buddha fights for a stick of incense, this revenge is not avenged, what will he do in the future, he can't get rid of his "heart disease", how to show others the "disease" in the future.

The third aunt was alone and came to Ling Fei's house with a series of utensils that her son had prepared. She came to the courtyard, but the courtyard today was surprisingly quiet, so quiet that people couldn't believe that there was anything evil here. The third aunt thought to herself, it must be that the wild cat and the ghost have not come out yet, and they are arranging it at this time.

The third aunt used the yellow rope with the charm drawn to make a trap, put the fish blood in the trap that night, put the long rope herself, hid in the grass in the distance, and waited for the arrival of the black cat.

However, for an hour or two, the courtyard was still quiet, and there was no wind or grass. The third aunt tossed all night yesterday, although she slept for a few hours during the day, but after all, she was not young, and she couldn't stand such a tossing day and night, and now she was squatting in the grass for so long, and she was already dozing off, and she couldn't tell which of the upper eyelids and the lower eyelids was on top and which was on the bottom.

In the haze, I suddenly felt that there was a wind blowing behind me, and the third aunt was clever, could it be that she was here? But when I looked back, there was nothing. The third aunt thought, it seems that this black cat will not appear tonight. Why don't you go home and sleep and come back tomorrow during the day to clean it up. But just as she was about to get up, a cat meow came from afar. The wildcat is coming.

I saw the wild cat, standing on the wall, under the illumination of the moonlight, it looked very strange. It smelled the scent of fish blood, but it was not in a hurry to come down, and it seemed that it was also watching out for traps.

The third aunt hid in the center of the haystack and thought, I don't believe it, cats still don't like fishy. Sure enough, the cat jumped off the wall and circled the bowl of fish blood twice, but in the end it did not resist the temptation of blood, and stuck its head towards the bowl of fish blood.

At the same time that the cat tasted its deliciousness, the third aunt hurriedly tightened the rope, and the wild cat noticed that the situation was abnormal, and hurriedly shrank his head, but it was too late. The third aunt had already pulled the rope tightly, and the cat's neck was firmly lassoed.

As soon as the third aunt saw it, she used all her strength to turn all the negative emotions of this day into strength and put it on the rope of the wild cat.

The wild cat struggled hard, but shouted "help" in his mouth, it seems that this wild cat's behavior is really unusual. The more the cat screamed for help, the tighter the third aunt's hand became, for fear that this evil demon had escaped with some spell.

Seeing that the cat struggled a few times in the end, kicked back, and couldn't move anymore, Sangu put down the rope in his hand, sat on the ground, and gasped for breath.

However, then, it was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day that hit the third aunt's head. This strangled under the yellow rope of the third aunt, where is the wild cat, and the one lying on the ground is clearly the son of the third aunt.

The son's face was pale, his tongue had already spit out, and he had already lost his breath.

"Hey, hey, hey......" There was a gloomy laugh from the side, piercing the night sky and making people's pores creepy.