Chapter 38 "Star-Sighter" Confession

In the abandoned "official puppet" sacrificial temple of "Fengmen Village". There was a broken hole in the wall, which was covered with hay, and it looked dilapidated and cold.

The weather was beautiful today, and even though I was hiding in a dimly lit cave, I could still smell the delicious smell of the sun.

Looking down at the old woman sleeping in the straw pile, I knew I had to go hunting. These days, the village where the baby has been lost is very well guarded, and I have been hungry for two days and have not eaten anything. Last night's fight almost hurt my origin.

I sat up slowly, and with one jump, I jumped out of the cave. In my oily green eyes, the sky took on a rare azure color.

Over the years, it has become easier and easier for me to forget who I am, what my name was, and where I have been. I have lived in Fengmen Village for a long time, and I am slowly tired of the deity's heart that can see through the red dust. After stretching my 'lazy waist', I couldn't help but let out a big breath of turbidity, full of sour and rancid smell.

The sun shone on my black hair, reflecting a silver glitter. I licked my mouth with two cracked fangs, smiled evilly, and jumped towards the ancestral hall of the royal family.

Village Chief Wang, who has learned a few fists and feet at the outer gate of Shaolin Temple and is respected by the villagers as "Iron Head and Copper Arm", is a good fighter, but what is that?

On the way to the "Wang's Ancestral Hall", I raised my head and galloped one by one, and I may now be called the most ferocious killer in these villages, not one of them. I, the darling of the demonic spirit of the "Closed Gate Village", is now "possessed" by an old woman's body, I am the main one, and she is the auxiliary. I can be a "cat" alone, but not an old woman.

The old woman had just died, and after the mortuary, she made a dojo. The scale of the dojo is large and small, and it is customary to have special names such as "Little Ten Kings", "Big Ten Kings", "Overnight Sutang", "One Mast", "Two Masts", "Seven Masts" and so on.

At the top of the mourning hall, the Taoist priest wrote in green letters the "homework" that needed to be completed in a few days. The entire funeral process, and then sequentially, is completely rotated. The whole "life sacrifice" must have a pig's head placed in front of the hall. At the funeral, some people participated in the memorial service for the dead under the command of the Taoist priest. Some people beat people to death, and "mahjong" enters leisure time.

"Rejoice in the funeral, and send the dead lively".

The funeral of the royal ancestral hall is generally held in the early morning (around dawn) seven days later, and it is generally appropriate to bury the deceased at dawn, which means that the deceased is safe and "on the road". On the way, the coffin cannot be stopped, let alone leaned on the ground, so when the funeral is held, more men are often required to take turns to carry the funeral. The Taoist priest makes the final dojo on the cemetery. The coffin is carried to the cemetery before the burial, the Taoist priest first paints the gossip with millet in **, sprinkles the realgar wine, and the coffin can enter the pit. Due to the suddenness of the incident, the grave is generally simply piled up, and the tomb will be completely repaired before the Qingming Festival in the next year. An altar made of old tiles. On the whole, the funeral in the ancestral hall of the Wang family is basically a set of rituals that are mixed with Buddhism and Taoism, absorbing and inheriting a large amount of Han culture, and promoting the source of family culture at one level. It fully expresses the open-minded view of life and death in the ancestral hall of the royal family. Now it is the "seven masts" that are carried out.

On the third night of the first seven days of the ceremony, I jumped into her coffin. I used the magnetic field unique to "cats" to interfere with the old woman's "soul" reincarnation. The old woman was controlled by me and turned into the "living dead". Hehe, when I consume the rest of the old woman's soul, I'm afraid she will have no chance of "reincarnation". Not to mention the ridiculous "bag burning" ceremony, which is to burn the items used by the deceased during their lifetime.

On the way out of the funeral, relatives knelt beside the road. During the funeral process, the person carrying the coffin will deliberately carry the coffin and keep shaking, indicating that "the deceased is unwilling to leave the house", and the filial son will kneel down and ask the deceased not to be like this and go on the road safely. Generally, at the funeral, the filial son has to kneel as many as ten times.

The smooth black natural leopard print is the unique symbol of our "cats" family, and it is not necessary to cause death. It has become a good material for making leather fur. The cruel and frenzied hunting of human beings has almost wiped out the ancient race of ocelots. (Internet circulation: At the end of 1999, a golden-striped leopard cat in Guangzhou was sold for a sky-high price of 80,000)

The evil qi invaded the body, and my killing instinct was activated, and I wandered through the villages with hatred. The haze of burning bread and straw gradually disappeared me, and I hid the glow of revenge, and I knew very well that my mission was not only the old woman's flesh shell to be supplied, but also the fate of the entire ocelot family on my thin body.

I don't know how far I went, and finally came to the door of the "Wang Family Ancestral Hall" Wang Humpback House. I quietly hid among the clutter in the yard. A big man with a bear's back came into my sight. Listening to the faint sound of the door opening, I didn't move. I'm waiting for the perfect moment.

Jump up and tear like lightning!

The neck was pulled and broken by the bulging sharp teeth, and the blow was fatal!

The poor king hunchback didn't know what was going on, and it became my trophy. Chew the human flesh full of toughness, eat it first, and try to devour the innate essence of human beings to evolve yourself. Then he decided to drag out a pitted arm from the pile of leftover minced meat and drag it home to feed the "cat-faced old woman" at home.

As soon as I dragged my pitted arm to the old pine slope of the "Closed Gate Village", I saw a group of weasels who were about to become sperm outside the abandoned "official puppet" sacrificial temple where I lived.

"Damn"!

"These low-level chicken thieves!

"These little things who like to speculate!".

"Can we hairy brutes get along happily with each other?" the black cat scolded in his heart.

Immediately jumped back into the cave as fast as he could, glaring at the low-level chicken thieves!

And in the throat uttered a threatening "aiming" star word:

"A bunch of shameful guys"!

Frightened, several weasels looked at each other for a while, and secretly exchanged glances, looking back at me unwillingly, and then a weasel with dark yellow fur suddenly stood up, made a snug look at me, and led many weasels with green eyes to quickly slip out of the abandoned "official puppet" sacrificial temple and disappear into the grass. I know they'll come back when the moon is full. These evil things will never give up.

Walking back to the cave, my heart suddenly became cold, and the cave was empty, only the breath of the old woman remained in the air.

Oh my God, I'm completely panicked!

On the linden pine outside, there was a sudden rattling sound, and I subconsciously jumped out and saw a surprise.

The cat-faced old lady was slowly climbing down from the linden pine, and only after breaking two or three pine branches did she climb down the tree.

I stared at the old woman's palm, completely frozen. Because, in the palm of her hand, she was holding a genius earth treasure "Blood Lingzhi" that only grows in the coffin! Don't think about the growth of this thing-like coffin, it may not be the kind of medicinal fungus that grows. I heard that people who grow this fungus have eaten a lot of ginseng and deer antler velvet before they are born, and they must meet the requirements of the coffin plate to grow. There is also a kind of opium smoker who smoked opium for a long time in the late Qing Dynasty and early Republic of China, and after his death, he encountered a coffin board with Ganoderma lucidum spore seeds and grew up.

When he saw me, he was stunned, and then put the "Blood Lingzhi" on the ground, and an electromagnetic field wave rushed into my mind: "It's so fragrant! I smell the fragrance of human flesh and say! Quack, give me a ...... to eat."

I stared at the "cat-faced old woman" and let out a loud, muddy roar. After hearing my terrible voice, the "cat-faced old woman" pounced on me, picked me up, stroked my black leopard hair, and grabbed the crumpled arm with her other hand. The old woman is in her 80s, wearing a pair of blue pants from this era, the blouse embroidered with black and red longevity characters has been exposed, and there is a dirty package on her thin arm, I have bitten it open and checked, and I have eaten more than ten catties of pig's head. There are still a few tributes to the dead left, which are not delicious and do not taste the appetite of our "cats".

The old woman's soul was swallowed by me, and her shell always looked chaotic and stiff. She's not afraid of me! I could easily bite her throat if I jumped.

I still remember that night, in order to find a suitable body, I sneaked into her coffin to hide. In the first seven nights of her death, at 12 o'clock, when her soul was ignorant and just floated out of her body, I bit and devoured her, and the old woman became my marionette.

I remember that when I first jumped out of the coffin, my eldest son was so frightened that he sat on the ground, and the second son reacted quickly and went to find a thick wooden stick to chase and beat me. I ran away desperately, and I was scared of all the cat hair.

When his second son was tired and panting, I quietly controlled the old woman to sit up from the coffin, and I really escaped from the ghost gate.

When the old woman sat up from the coffin, the strange image of half human face and half cat face frightened her two sons, and even frightened the relatives and friends who came to pay their respects to the deceased. At this time, I took the opportunity to merge with the old woman, and indiscriminately ordered the old woman to sweep up some of the sacrifices, especially a complete big fat pig's head and take it away.

After the 80-year-old woman became a "cat-faced old woman", she got the possession power of my "cat", and became agile and powerful. More than ten catties of pig's head and some other things were easily sandwiched under the arm of the "cat-faced old woman", and disappeared into the night after a few vertical jumps.

In fact, I chose the abandoned "official puppets" in the "closed door village" to sacrifice to the temple and settle down, which is particular.

Because I found that there is a huge soul energy in the "abandoned "official puppet" sacrificial temple, if I can recover this soul power, my "cat" will definitely be able to evolve into a perfect form. It is not even necessary to become the legendary "Flying Lynx" with flying wings. In short, as much as possible, I first have to control a few more "cat-faced people", constantly fuse and increase the strength of my soul, and evolve into a perfect "flying star-sighter".