Having a big cat is not a problem for wealthy families.

Mrs. Mao was taken care of by the servants for a period of time, and her state recovered a lot.

It's just that the resentment in her heart has not been lifted. As soon as he regained his spirits, he made a big fuss again.

The old lady has a kind heart and asks people to take good care of her.

As a last resort, the servants placed a cage outside the old lady's room and locked her in.

"Take good care of it, this is the punishment of the Bodhisattva, and you can't neglect it."

Mrs. Mao was locked in a cage and was irritable for a long time, and finally she was worn out of sharpness, and she ate and slept and ate every day.

Like pigs.

The old lady's health deteriorated day by day, and the owner hired a doctor and bought a lot of supplements.

Of course, nothing works.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, the law of nature.

But the proprietor is a filial son, and he still tries his best to make the old lady's body tougher.

There was a fortune teller at the door of the house, saying that there was a way to prolong life, and he was the only one who went to the doctor when he was sick, but he obeyed his words.

"I'll take a look at the old lady's body and personality first." The fortune teller rubbed his goat.

The proprietor hurriedly invited the fortune teller into the back house and asked him to show the old lady.

The fortune teller passed by Mrs. Mao's cage and suddenly stopped.

He stepped forward to look at Mrs. Mao, and suddenly laughed wickedly.

"Dare to ask uncle, where did this cat come from?"

The proprietor said: "A wild cat is making trouble in our restaurant." Originally, I was going to slaughter it, but the old lady didn't want to, so she kept it here. ”

The fortune teller stroked his beard and said, "This cat can't be kept like this." The old lady's body is aging fast, just because you are trapped in this cat, you have been punished by God, and the old lady's life has been broken! ”

The proprietor was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and said to the fortune teller, "This ...... Is it really God's retribution for us? ”

The fortune teller nodded, "Of course it is." You have to take good care of this cat, otherwise it won't just be the old lady's physical problem. ”

The proprietor was embarrassed: "We also want to take good care of it." But it's restless, it's tossing around, and there's nothing we can do to lock it up. ”

The fortune teller smiled and said, "I have a way." ”

The fortune teller lowered his head and said to Mrs. Mao:

"If you want revenge, listen to me, and be honest when you come out."

Mrs. Mao looked at him and nodded.

The fortune teller pretended to play a few tricks, and then said to the owner:

"It's okay, let's let it out."

The proprietor hesitated, but let the servants open the door.

Mrs. Mao walked out quietly and rubbed obediently on the owner's body.

The proprietor and the servants instantly knelt on the ground and treated him as a living immortal.

The fortune teller showed the old lady her body and face. He told the owner that the old lady's poor health was not only a problem with the cat spirit, but also a problem with their ancestral grave.

The fortune teller said things like the feng shui is variable, and the feng shui of their ancestral tomb has changed.

After a frenzy, the fortune teller told the owner that the grave must be moved.

The proprietor was convinced, and began to prepare for the relocation of the grave, and asked the servants to take good care of the old lady.

After that, the fortune teller was arranged in the guest room of the house and offered like an ancestor.

At night, the lights go out. Mrs. Mao, who had been freed, came to the fortune teller's room and meowed softly.

The fortune teller sat up from the bed, his eyes flashing green.

"You girl, you're really not smart, shame on my generation." The fortune teller said: "If you want revenge, you have to use your brain." ”

Mrs. Mao looked at him, not knowing why.

The fortune teller got dressed and walked out of the room with Mrs. Mao. A man and a cat are speeding through the shadows, like two silent ghosts.

They escaped the nursing home and the night guards, and sneaked into the old lady's room through the roof.

The fortune teller came to the old lady's window, stretched out his hand to probe his nose, and then nodded:

"Just died."

The fortune teller said, put his hand into his bosom to pick up something, and said as he went:

"Today is the time of this old lady's death, and we are taking advantage of it."

As he spoke, he took out a pocket.

He cut a lot of hair from Mrs. Mao's body and braided it neatly into a chain with amazing speed.

He put his pocket on the old lady's body and ducked a few more steps.

The old lady's body shrank smaller and smaller, but Mrs. Mao's body gradually became larger. The rhythm of the two changes is the same, even the beginning and end times are the same.

In the end, Mrs. Mao became an old lady, and the old lady became Mrs. Mao.

Mrs. Mao first became an adult, and it took a long time to adapt to walking upright.

The fortune teller dressed her and dragged the old lady into a cat.

Suddenly, the big cat barked, and the old lady shrank in fright.

"This ...... For...... For...... What'......"

Mrs. Mao is not used to talking, relying on the foundation of knowing the language, and jumping words intermittently.

The fortune teller said, "You can listen to me." As long as I wear it on mortals for a period of time, absorb their essence, and then take it off, I can directly make the beast into a human form. ”

The fortune teller smoothed the big cat's fur, calmed it down, and continued: "But the situation is different today, and I don't have time to take my time. I've added some changes to the spell so that you can swap instantly. But there is one section where your bodies are swapped, but your lifespans are also divided. The old lady's soul has been lost, and this cat is now a beast with no intelligence, but as long as he has casualties, he will definitely be on you, understand? ”

Mrs. Mao understood and nodded.

"If they kill indiscriminately, I will have to break the feng shui of their ancestral tombs. From now on, you're going to pretend to be the old lady of their house. I'll cover for you for a few days, you have to learn to speak as soon as possible, and we'll work together to deal with these black-hearted wicked people. ”

Mrs. Mao listened to it and responded busily.

The fortune teller taught the cat lady to pretend to have a stroke, which made the family redouble their attention.

The fortune teller used this incident to make the proprietor trust his own statement even more.

At night, Mrs. Mao practiced speaking with the fortune teller. She has listened to it for many years and learns quickly.

In more than ten days, Mrs. Mao's mouth has been able to pronounce words clearly.

The matter of moving graves will be implemented soon.

Mrs. Mao and the fortune teller played a double reed, so that the owner had no doubt about the matter of moving the grave.

When it was time to move the grave, Mrs. Mao stayed in the house to be served. The fortune teller followed him to the cemetery and presided over the relocation of the grave.

After the sacrifice, a group of people began to move towards the new cemetery.

And in the air, the dark clouds don't know when they began to gather.

The more they gathered, the denser they became, and the sky was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

The superstitious people thought that something was wrong, and the crowd of people moving the graves began to panic.

The fortune teller reassures everyone. He looked confident and let the crowd settle down.

Thunder fell in mid-air, and the sky and earth were white.

Suddenly, a huge lightning bolt descended and slammed into the fortune teller's body.