Chapter 7: Perhaps

"You ......" He Wen was stunned, looking at the black cat squatting outside his window.

I was stunned for a long time.

He poked his head out of the window and looked up and down.

This is the sixth floor, right......

Thinking so, he finally turned his gaze back to Jiang Sheng's body.

"How did you get here?" The young man blinked, as if he had considered his words, before asking tentatively.

Do you want me to answer you......

Jiang Sheng was speechless, looking at the young man in front of him who seemed to be a little unintelligent, then wagged his tail, and jumped into the room through the open window.

It has a limited amount of time, and it must find traces of resentment and leave before misfortune befalls the youth.

Otherwise, whether it is affected by it or by that wisp of resentment, the youth will inevitably suffer an unjustified disaster.

So, it's just a blink of an eye, where did that thing go?

Frowning and looking around, Jiang Sheng's beard trembled. It is no exaggeration to say that with this level of alertness, it is able to feel even the slightest vibration of the air.

The reason is that the cat's whiskers are planted deep in the bottom layer of the skin, and the roots are connected to the extremely sensitive peripheral nerves.

Therefore, it is often used as a sensory organ, and the slender fluff can detect changes in the air flow around the body.

With this skill, they are not only able to dodge most obstacles at high speeds, but also judge the movement of their prey when their vision is blocked.

Honestly, the vast majority of felines are near-perfect hunters.

Even a half-witted person like Jiang Sheng is enough to do things that many ordinary people can't do at all.

However, even so, it has lost its sense of resentment at the moment.

Only at this moment, its front and back sides.

Obviously, it's not a spacious space.,Messy books are basically stacked on the ground.,There are a few boards of game discs that I don't know what age they are.。

The wardrobe was ajar, and a long-sleeved jacket that seemed to have been worn was worn diagonally.

The computer's fan was buzzing, and there were buckets of unopened instant noodles on the side.

Game consoles, drawing tablets, headphones, masks, charging cables, kendo protectors, and so on. All sorts of things, all sorts of places.

Some of them are dusty, and I don't know how long it has been since anyone used them.

Some of them looked as if they had just been played with and then left there.

For Jiang Sheng at this time, the room in front of him was hardly anything special except for being particularly cluttered.

Not to mention the resentment it just chased, which is long gone.

Strange, am I lost?

No, I just saw it enter this room, could it be that it went through the wall again?

Thinking puzzled, Jiang Sheng suddenly thought of a possibility, and immediately turned his head and looked at the young man who was still standing behind him.

Sure enough, the wisps of black qi had already attached to his body, and it was even wrapping around his neck, squirming in circles and circles.

Is it because of the weakness of the constitution, or is it because of the weakness of the soul?

I noticed the poor mental outlook of the youth, and the tiredness and powerlessness that were faintly revealed in his invisible soul.

Jiang Sheng couldn't guess for a while that the resentment would pick the other party's reason for possession.

It can't be because of a coincidence......

And what will happen to him after he is possessed, will he die?

Jiang Sheng didn't know, after all, it had never seen this kind of situation.

At the moment, all he can judge is that this is definitely not a good thing, and other meaningless opinions.

What should I do now, do I want to help him, but I myself will bring misfortune to others.

Besides, what can I do here?

Do you take the initiative to eat the resentment in his body?

The question is, how does this kind of thing work?

It is undeniable that Jiang Sheng is somewhat at a loss at the moment.

It had also hoped to obtain some information about its grievances through what it had seen and heard on this trip.

Unbeknownst to the other party, he actually hid directly in the body of a living person, leaving it with a dilemma.

Why don't I leave first?

Or just stay here and observe?

In fact, Jiang Sheng did not think about it, and resentment may be the possibility of youth.

But the thought that he had chased at least a few blocks before ruled out this assumption for the time being.

After all, it's really hard to imagine that someone can control the grievance to fly more than ten kilometers.

However, before Jiang Sheng could make a choice.

By the window, the young man with glasses was already smiling and muttering to himself.

"You're welcome, I didn't even plan to invite you into the house."

His slightly furrowed brow, even when he laughed, was mixed with a kind of melancholy, but not so gloomy.

As he spoke, the young man pursed the corners of his mouth, then raised his hand and grabbed his hair.

"So, what are you looking for, something to eat?"

"Well, let me think about ......"

The young man, who tried to keep his tone as calm as possible, left to rummage in the house for a while.

It didn't take long for him to return to Jiang Sheng with a box of canned cat food.

"You're lucky, I've got some uneaten canned fish, so I'll give it to you."

With that, the young man opened the can.

He put it on the ground and pushed it in the direction of Jiang Sheng.

His face was not handsome, but it was a little soft.

"Tuna, do you want to try it?"

Jiang Sheng decided to stay, of course, not for the tuna, but because he felt that he should not just leave the kind young man alone.

And the young man has been entangled in his neck by external resentment, if he wants to be unlucky, he is not by his side at this time, it is estimated that there is not much difference.

After figuring out the crux of the matter, Jiang Sheng was not in a hurry to leave.

Fill your stomach first and see what you can do.

After calming down, Jiang Sheng realized that he was not completely without ideas.

First of all, it may try to use its own grievances to channel the grievances in the youth's body.

Secondly, since there is no concern for bad luck.

It might as well try to absorb resentment by touching the youth.

But how much impact will this resentment have on young people?

Jiang Sheng felt that he would have to observe for a while in order to decide on the strategy to adopt in the future.

Seeing that the black cat was immersed in eating the canned food, He Wen had a shallow smile on his face, and finally sat down with him.

But instead of sitting on the chair, he sat directly opposite Jiang Sheng.

The irritability that had accumulated throughout the day seemed to dissipate without a trace at this moment.

Howen is very fond of cats.

It's a pity that for cats, he has only some regretful memories left.

"You know what?"

In the pile of miscellaneous items, He Wen looked sideways at his small room, and suddenly said nostalgically.

"I had a cat before, and if you had come two months earlier, you might have become friends."