Chapter 15: The White Cat Attacks Tang Xiu'e

"Don't be," she said palely, "it's not early, don't go back tonight, sleep with me, I'll clean up your room." ”

"Xiu ......" didn't wait for me to refuse, Tang Xiu'e hurriedly went out.

I always felt that something was wrong, but I couldn't say it, I looked at the 110 displayed on the phone screen, thought about it, and still didn't call.

I looked at the strange box, goosebumps all over my body for no reason, I always felt panicked, I picked up the box, it was a little heavy, and there was a pungent smell of blood from it, and I was about to open it to see what was in this box, but I heard a bang, followed by Tang Xiu'e's scream.

I hurriedly put down the box and ran down the room where the noise was coming from.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw that the window was swaying, the flower pot on the windowsill fell to the ground, Tang Xiu'e was lying on the ground, and there was a white cat standing beside her, surrounded by a layer of cold mist, and she was about to pounce on her with her teeth and claws.

"Aunt Xiu'e!"

I was in a hurry, blocked in front of Aunt Xiu'e, picked up the things at hand and threw them at the white cat, the white cat quickly dodged, jumped on the windowsill, turned around, and faced me with a pair of sharp cat eyes, and jumped down without waiting for me to delve into the meaning in its eyes.

I breathed a sigh of relief, lost what I was holding, and helped Tang Xiu'e up, "Are you okay?" ”

"It's okay," Tang Xiu'e's already pale face became more and more ugly, as if covered with a layer of frost, she sat down on the edge of the bed, I helped her to lie down, but found that her hands were unusually cold, "Your hands are ......"

"My hands have always been colder than ordinary people," Tang Xiu'e explained, withdrew her hand from my hand, lay down, and said in a muffled voice: "I'm tired and want to sleep, you can go back quickly." ”

As she spoke, she closed her eyes, and I covered her with the quilt, closed the window, and cleaned up the broken vases on the floor, and when I called her again, she was already asleep.

Coming out of her house, the moon had climbed up the treetops, hanging in the air coldly, and the old locust tree in the yard was gently swaying, bringing a gust of cold wind. I wrapped up my clothes tightly and walked back quickly.

As soon as he turned the corner, he heard the sound of the door opening.

I stopped, and soon there was the sound of footsteps in the yard.

I quickly hid behind the tree, and as the footsteps drew closer to me, a figure walked past the tree where I was hiding.

The man was wearing a wide trench coat and a hat on his head, which covered most of his face, and looked like a woman in shape.

I noticed that she was wearing a pair of black leather shoes underneath her feet, and it was clear that she was the one who attacked me.

Could it be that she has been hiding in Tang Xiu'e's house just now?

I quietly followed, and she walked on without looking back, going around most of the village, and when she came to a certain point, she suddenly stopped.

I hurriedly hid.

However, she didn't look back, only stopped for a moment, and suddenly quickened her pace.

I hurried to chase after it, but I didn't expect to meet a man coming over, I accidentally bumped into it, and the man fell heavily to the ground.

"I'm sorry, are you alright?" I reached out to help him, but the man ignored my hand, got up from the ground without saying a word, and walked straight ahead, not looking at me from beginning to end, as if he had lost his soul.

Watching him walk away, I subconsciously turned back, but found that the road was empty, and there was no shadow of the woman.

Next to it is the ancestral hall in the village, which has long been abandoned, and it is here that the woman stopped just now.

I looked at the gate of the old ancestral hall and couldn't help but be stunned, the bloody sacrifice of my childhood came to mind, and the sound of people shouting to burn him sounded in my ears.

His chest was getting tighter and tighter, and he couldn't help but gasp lowly.

The old lock on the door was opened, revealing a crack in it, and I approached, hesitantly reaching out, and the door slowly pushed open with a creaking sound......