Mrs. Mao's idea is simple.

Learn how to make your clothes, and then slowly study how to remove this spell.

After that, relying on his life-swallowing physique, he practiced as an adult again.

What two bodies and one life. In Mrs. Mao's opinion, this big cat like the walking dead is a burden.

Originally, she came and went freely, but she had to worry and worry about such a thing wherever she went.

When Mrs. Mao thought of the wild cats that were caught and eaten, she not only felt uncomfortable, but also unsafe.

The owner of the tailor shop obviously didn't want to tell Mrs. Mao the way to lift it, and Mrs. Mao had to lie to him like this.

It didn't take long to learn how to make clothes for the sake of snatching.

But wanting to peek through the mystery and lift the cat demon's spell is not as simple as Mrs. Mao imagined.

Mrs. Mao found that the ordinary clothes that took away the house naturally became the clothes on the body after the beast spirit put on the clothes and turned into a human form.

But when Mrs. Mao turned into a human form, she didn't have this dress at all.

She couldn't take it off.

Mrs. Mao thought about it, and suddenly remembered that the cat demon had said that he was in a hurry, and he had added a change to the spell.

Maybe the cat demon is dead, no one has cracked this key mystery, and she will never be able to take off this dress again.

Mrs. Mao was depressed all day long, and the seeds of resentment sprouted and grew rapidly in her psyche.

She looked at the big cat and hated it. She flew up and kicked the big cat, and while the big cat wailed, Mrs. Mao also felt a sharp pain in her body.

Sure enough, two bodies and one life.

Mrs. Mao felt frustration and despair.

She didn't dare to tell anyone this secret, it was her fatal weakness, and she couldn't see the light.

The wild cats looked at her like this, and gathered around to gossip and relieve her troubles.

"Ancestor, if you don't have a good mood, it's better to go out for a walk and enjoy the mountains and rivers."

Mrs. Mao's eyes lit up.

The world is big, and there is always a solution to things.

As an old lady who "lives a long life", she will have to leave here sooner or later.

Mrs. Mao packed up some entanglements and left this rich mansion.

The big cat followed her, not leaving an inch.

As for how the proprietor's family made a fuss because of the loss of the old lady, it was not that she needed to care.

Mrs. Mao embarked on the road of travel. With the help of taking away one's clothes and practice, one's lifespan and path are increasing day by day.

Like many monsters who have traveled the world, she uses the homonym of her original body as her surname, and has spent a long time in the life of opening a store and the relocation of changes.

Mrs. Mao couldn't remember what morning it was.

She opened her eyes and was ready to get out of bed and wash up as usual, but she froze.

The big cats lying on the ground with the same fate have changed from one to two.

Mrs. Mao rubbed her eyes, thinking that she had seen flowers.

She got out of bed, looked closely, and found that the big cat had indeed turned into two.

Both of them are smaller than the original big cats, but they do look like cats with the same fate.

Mrs. Mao suddenly felt a chill.

She gave each of the two cats a kick, but felt two pains in their bodies.

On that day, the collapsed Mrs. Mao smashed her bedroom.

She sat slumped in bed until dusk, and finally got up tremblingly, and took care of herself and went out.

Mrs. Mao, who has traveled for many years, knows some big monsters who can put her heart into her heart, and she goes to ask a monster who knows her roots.

The monster said hello to her again and again, so that Mrs. Mao didn't know why.

"Mrs. Mao, you have practiced diligently, this is already an extra life."

Mrs. Mao was stunned and said, "Why don't I feel it?" ”

"There's something special about your way of being an adult, so every time you grow a life, you should be on your cat. If you are injured or injured in your body, one of the cats will die; If the cat is killed or injured in the same life, then you will also lose one life. ”

The big monster thought for a moment, and then said, "I have something to remind you. As long as this cat doesn't die, you won't die. But as long as one cat dies, it is very likely that the method of giving up on your body will never be lifted. ”

When Mrs. Mao returned home, she had not eaten water and rice for several days.

Fortunately, she was hit a lot harder, and her mood recovered quite quickly.

Living one day at a time is the original instinct, and now it is the only thing that can be done.

Mrs. Mao watched as the big cats gradually changed from two to three, and finally to nine, all of which became the size of normal domestic cats.

Mixed psychological tastes.

For a while, Mrs. Mao would stare at these nine hairball-like guys for a long time every day, smiling bitterly.

Finally, Mrs. Mao also moved into the demon street and started trading.

The first person to become friends with her was the well-informed boss Gao.

Boss Gao saw the nine hairballs following her and said with a smile: "Such a rebellious cultivation method is really rare and interesting. ”

Mrs. Mao's ears were straight, and she came to Boss Gao like a gust of wind.

"Excuse me, ......what did you just say?"

"When a human skin is worn by a beast, it is to take away; The animal skin man wears it, which is to take it against the grain."

Mrs. Mao is like an initiation.

At the beginning, the cat demon cut his hair and wore it directly on the old lady's corpse, which was clearly a reverse method of taking away clothes.

Mrs. Mao hurriedly picked up a cat with the same life and rummaged for a long time, but she didn't find anything to take off.

Boss Gao saw it and didn't understand her intentions, so he asked why.

Even though they had just met, Mrs. Mao was hungry for every bit of news about this matter, and she did not hesitate to tell Boss Gao everything.

Boss Gao listened, nodded and said: "This matter is actually very simple, as long as you cut off the hair on the cat's body, weave it into a robber clothes, and wear it yourself, you can naturally lift it." ”

When Mrs. Mao heard this, she was so shocked that she couldn't speak for a long time.

This question that has plagued her for hundreds of years has such a simple and neat answer.

She settled down and returned to the store to trim the hair of the nine cats.

Boss Gao greeted her a few times behind her, and she ignored it completely.

Mrs. Mao picked up the scissors and was so excited that she had tears in her eyes.

It's just that the cat, who has always been extremely obedient to it, is very uncooperative this time, struggling to prevent her from cutting her hair.

Mrs. Mao became impatient, she clamped the cat harder and harder, and the struggle of the cat became more and more fierce.

Suddenly, nine cats with the same fate launched a terrible cat meow, which frightened Mrs. Mao scissors to the ground.

The nine cats scattered and fled, and suddenly disappeared.

Mrs. Mao was furious.

She is no longer the weak old lady she was at the beginning, and her cultivation has given her a body of mana.

She howled, poking out her sharp nails and fangs, her eyes straight and chasing her fellow cat like lightning.

A chase made the demon street chickens fly and dogs jumped, and everyone knew about it.

Mrs. Mao tried her best, but she couldn't help these nine hairballs.

She sat down on the ground tired, panting.

The nine cats sensed her tiredness and rested lazily.

The crowd of onlookers gathered, and Boss Gao walked in and looked at her with a smile:

"It's a pity, it's a pity, if the rebellion is solved at that time, it will naturally be fine. But now, I'm afraid you'll have to carry them with you for the rest of your life. ”