The black cat's smile looks very human, and it seems to have a hint of mockery.

That's why it looks even weirder.

Now even if I think about it with my toes, I can guess that Tian Xin's abnormality has something to do with this damn black cat.

Cats have always been a spiritual animal, especially black cats.

The legend of the black cat psychic has a long history, and it is said that the black cat is born with yin and yang eyes, which pierces yin and yang.

But the legendary psychic black cats have the effect of warding off evil spirits.

And the black cat in front of him exuded a cold and evil aura.

I don't have the heart to confirm the legend, I just want to find a way to rescue Tian Xin.

This black cat is similar in size to a normal domestic cat, but it is thinner and longer.

It gave me a great sense of threat and made me feel intimidated.

I snapped and came to my senses.

Just a few glances at the black cat shook my will.

This black cat is definitely not a simple character.

I immediately decided to strike first, and the more I dragged on, the more passive my situation would become.

"Edict!"

With my fingers flying, I pinched the sword.

Reciting the incantation silently in his mouth, the copper coin sword in his hand flashed with golden light, and a sword shadow flew towards the black cat.

As the saying goes, it's better to kill the wrong than to let it go.

This is the most basic principle in the face of evil.

The golden phantom flew towards the black cat almost instantly.

"Meow!"

But the black cat reacts faster and flexibly spreads its wings and flies into the air.

I'm dumbfounded, this black cat still has wings?

If you look closely, the black cat's back is clearly a pair of wings similar to that of a bat.

Damn, how can this be played?

The sword trick just now was already the strongest blow I could deliver.

As the sword light points to, it has always been to destroy the opponent with the power of destroying the withering and decaying.

But the black cat just waved its wings and easily dodged it.

It gave me a deep sense of frustration.

"Meow!"

The black cat lunged at me.

It's so fast that it's hard to see with the naked eye.

The black cat opened its mouth, its sharp teeth glowing with coldness, making people shudder.

I wanted to get out of the way, but my body wouldn't listen.

"Be careful!"

Xiaobai yelled and pushed me to the ground.

"Woo......"

The black cat arched itself in the air, baring its teeth and growling.

It seems that the black cat is on the same side as the little white bar, and it is like a great enemy.

I know very well in my heart that Xiaobai is just a louder voice.

Compared with this black cat that made me a little helpless, his strength was far from enough.

When the black cat reacted, Xiaobai was miserable.

I had no doubt that this black cat had the strength to kill both of us, and the shadow of death hung over me.

But now we can't go back!

I gritted my teeth, clenched the copper coin sword in my hand, and stood up again.

Before I could make a move, the black cat turned around and fled.

I couldn't believe my eyes, and I reached out and rubbed my already stiff cheeks.

"The cat escaped?"

I asked in disbelief.

If the black cat does make a move, we both probably have to hang here today.

But in the end, the black cat was scared away by Xiaobai's roar?

It's a little hilarious.

Xiaobai's movements stiffened and nodded slowly.

"Well, I guess I escaped."

Turning his head to look at Xiaobai, his expression was very strange.

I guess he should have been scared silly, that cat was terrible.

I didn't care about him, my legs went limp, and I sat on the ground with my buttocks.

Only then did I notice that I was covered in a cold sweat and my hands were still shaking.

"Take a breath first, and then use glutinous rice to pull out the yin qi from the wound, so as not to leave any sequelae."

I beckoned to Xiaobai, and by the way, I took out a cigarette and prepared to take a few puffs to slow down.

To be honest, I'm worried about the black cat reacting and killing again.

But if you think about it, if it really comes back, can I stop it?

Estimated hanging, I am not its opponent at all.

Since you can't stop it, why do you want to do so much?

If you can catch your breath, you can catch your breath, there is no benefit to being too nervous.

Calm down, and instead it is possible to think of a solution to the problem.

Xiaobai was still stunned in place, not moving at all.

I stared at him with some curiosity: "What's going on?" Scared to pee? ”

Xiaobai squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying and shook his head gently.

"Don't you notice that there's someone standing behind you?"

For a moment, I was covered in sweat and hair.

Xiaobai is a measured person who never jokes with me.

Someone standing behind me?

No, why didn't I feel it at all?

I swallowed hard and spat, and shook the copper coin sword in my hand again.

After turning my head tremblingly, a dark figure stood not far behind me.

The shadow was strange, not like a living person, not a ghost.

He didn't emit any breath, no wonder I couldn't sense it.

"Who is Your Excellency, and what are you doing?"

I stood up and pretended to be calm and asked.

Since I can't sense his presence, there are two possibilities.

One is that the other party's strength is far better than mine, and I can hide my own aura.

Another possibility is that the other party is a kind of monster that I have never seen.

Either way, I don't dare to take it lightly.

The dark shadow remained motionless and did not make a sound.

"I don't know what your intentions are in coming to the Humble House?"

I asked again.

The shadow still didn't move, and I frowned and took a tentative step forward.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, and I was startled.

The shadow vanished, and then something seemed to fall to the ground.

I turned on the light and glanced at where the shadow had been standing.

When I saw something falling on the ground, my heart fluttered and I hurried up.

It was a scarecrow doll with a half-burned stand-in attached to it.

In this way, a stand-in resembling the caster can be created in a short period of time.

And on the back of the doll, my grandfather's name is written, and there are scattered bloodstains.

I immediately understood what had just happened, it was my grandfather who saved me!

The black cat was not scared away by Xiaobai, but ran away when he saw my grandfather's figure.

Although Grandpa only left a stand-in, it was also a warning and threat to the black cat.

I guessed that right, grandpa really came!

"Grandpa, where are you?"

Although knowing that the use of a stand-in means that grandpa may not be nearby.

But I was still reluctant and shouted a few words loudly.

In the end, I still didn't find any trace of my grandfather, could it be that my grandfather was angry that I hadn't been back for a few years, so he didn't want to see me?

No, grandpa hurts me the most.

In the past, no matter how much I messed with my grandfather or complained about my grandfather, he never bothered with me.

This time, Grandpa came over, and it seemed that he had just taken the peachwood sword, and then left me the copper coin sword that he usually uses.

Grandpa's actions have their own deep meanings, and I secretly speculate about grandpa's intentions.

In addition to changing these two swords, my desk seems to have changed a bit.

On my desk, I used to have all kinds of old books that I used to prop up the façade and bought from the antique market.

Those books have Feng Shui Kanyu, Bagua Zhou Yi, and even horoscopes and the like.

Now the books are thrown in my trash, and there is only one old book on the table that doesn't even have a cover.

If this was also done by Grandpa, I can guess his old man's intentions, and the garbage should indeed be thrown away.

First instructed Xiaobai to quickly apply glutinous rice to the wound, and I walked to the desk.

Sitting at my desk, caressing the ancient book, I felt an inexplicable excitement in my heart.

"Chen's semi-idle handwritten book has been passed down to future generations."

This is a line written on the front page, and of course I have heard of Chen Banxian's name.

He is the ancestor of our lineage, a figure from a hundred years ago.

The ancestor was based in Kyoto alone and established the famous Chen family.

When we were rich, our Chen family used to be a good family with the first product of the dynasty.

It is said that the first-class master who later wrote a strong stroke in history relied on the help of his ancestors to make his fortune when he was young.

Later, the first-class master fell, implicating the ancestors.

Fortunately, the ancestors had already prepared and moved their family to the Central Plains.

The Central Plains is the blessed land of the ancestors, where he broke through a bigger name, and finally got the name of "Chen Banxian".

The name of "Chen Banxian" was a golden sign on the rivers and lakes at that time.

Even now, Mr. Yin and Yang, who walks in the north and south of the river, has more or less heard of the name of the ancestor.

The deeds of the ancestors, the glory of the ancestors, I just heard my grandfather mention a few words.

Grandpa didn't tell me in detail, and I naturally only knew that our Chen family had been prominent before.

As for how the ancestor died mysteriously later, and how the Chen family declined, grandpa never mentioned it.

The yellowed pages of this ancient book are not short, and it should really have been handed down from the hands of the ancestors.

After opening it and taking a general look, it turned out that this was a note left by the ancestor.

This records what he saw and heard when the old man traveled around the world, and his experience in exorcising ghosts and subduing demons.

Combined with various examples, the ancestor basically recorded the yin and yang techniques he mastered.

However, most of the ancestors' notes are obscure, and the handwriting is illegible.

Although I was trained by my grandfather since I was a child, I am also proficient in traditional Chinese characters.

However, the fonts and writing habits used a hundred years ago are still quite different from today.

Flipping back, about halfway through, the ancestor's notes suddenly stopped.

The last sentence of the old ancestor explained that he was about to leave for Xiangxi, and he might never come back.

Naturally, this notebook was also left at home and passed on to future generations.

The latter half was all revised later, and the paper and font were different.

"The descendants of the Chen family have a long wind, and they are ashamed of their ancestors and insulted the style. I hope that those who come after will quit it! ”

This is grandpa's handwriting?

It does look like it's similar to my grandfather's.

No, that's my grandfather's handwriting, to be exact.

However, when he wrote these words, he should have been still young, and his calligraphy skills were not as good as in recent years.

Chen Changfeng is my grandfather's name, and our Chen family to my grandfather's generation has completely decayed.

In the second half of this notebook, there are grandfather's notes on the notes of the ancestors, as well as grandfather's own opinions.

Grandpa's annotations seem to be much easier to understand, at least I can roughly understand them after careful consideration.

After that, there are some of my grandfather's own observations and experiences.

I was thrilled in my heart, if I could eat this book, my strength would definitely go up more than one notch.

When the page reached the last page, it was in a new handwriting.

"Chen Yuanzhi, the descendant of the Chen family, must regain the glory of his ancestors!"

I've never seen it before, but when I saw it, I felt a sense of intimacy from the heart.

Chen Yuanzhi, who is that?

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