When he felt that his contact with the insects guarding Yang Fuxian had been cut off, Jiang Sheng first wrinkled his nose.

Immediately, it drove another moth into Yang Fuxian's hospital room.

Through the shared senses.

Jiang Sheng saw a cleaning staff who was cleaning the ground with a broom.

And around her waist, there is also a bottle of insecticide.

So the few bugs just now were all killed by the other party?

Jiang Sheng wagged his tail speechlessly, and then let the moth squat outside Yang Fuxian's window.

After all, in this way, the cleaning staff will not chase them out to find trouble.

……

After dealing with Yang Fuxian's problem, Jiang Sheng moved his attention back to his side.

Immediately afterward, it noticed that the window behind it had been pushed open a little.

Oh, isn't that little girl scared anymore?

The black cat thought.

It knew that Xing Tao had been very vigilant since the afternoon.

This is normal.

Who made people meet a cat as weird as this?

If Jiang Sheng is put in Xing Tao's position, it will also feel nervous.

So, what's going on now?

The black cat pondered.

The next moment, a small box of fish was pushed out of the half-hidden window by Xing Moss.

The window door didn't open much, just enough for the girl to reach out and retract quickly.

When the fish was sent to the black cat, the girl's pretended indifferent voice sounded in the window.

"I, my name is Xing Moss, Xing Moss, Mossy Moss. I don't know if you'll be able to understand me. But I think I should still formally thank you for the afternoon. Thank you for saving me. ”

A rainy night, even if it's a brief silence, can seem extraordinarily silent. In front of the unopened window, the projection of the black cat and the girl looked at each other through a thin curtain.

"Meow."

After a while, Jiang Sheng finally stretched his waist, and even lowered his head to eat the fish.

Yes, it has begun to overcome the psychological barrier of eating human flesh in the past.

With the kindness released by the black cat, Xing Tao gradually opened the curtains, and then completely pushed open the window door.

After looking silently for a long time, the seemingly well-behaved black cat in front of him.

Xing Tao couldn't connect the other party with the murderous appearance in the afternoon.

Therefore, she was stunned for a moment, and then reached out in a trance and touched the other party's hair.

So, is Ling really a wild cat? If so, then why do you wear a white scarf around your neck?

Xing Moss's hand subconsciously crossed Mrs. Qi's shroud.

Feeling his actions, Jiang Sheng shook his ears unnaturally, but he didn't repel them too much.

In fact, it is not without thinking about talking directly to the girl.

Then tell the other party the truth of everything, so that Xing Tao can visit her father more.

But when he thinks of that, Xing Tao may actually intersect with the weird synergy.

Thinking of Bai Jie, Bai Guanji, and Yang Momo's fate, Jiang Sheng finally chose to keep the other party in a state of ignorance first.

Not really, anyway.

It can also stun the girl and make the other party sleep in Yang Fuxian's hospital room for a few nights. It can even use the illusion of a raincoat to make Xing Tao be manipulated half-asleep and half-awake.

But after all, there is no way out.

It's also easy to make Xing Tao panic.

Wait two more days.

Jiang Sheng half-closed his eyes.

Wait for two more days to see if this girl will suddenly change her mind and take the initiative to visit Yang Fuxian.

Or rather, can I think of something more gentle.

If so, there is no choice.

In order to avoid any more victims.

The black cat pondered and glanced at Xing Moss, who was smiling temporarily.

Well, it can only make you suffer a little.

Big deal, I'll ask the raincoat to modify your memory at that time.

……

With a clear idea of dealing with the problem, Jiang Sheng's mind has become much more active.

It began to speculate on who was behind the whole affair.

Sure enough, no matter how you look at it, this vicious method seems to be a weird and coordinated style.

Those rats in the gutter.

If one counts as one, they should all be drowned in the dirt of the sewer.

The black cat bites the fish viciously.

Xing Tao squinted her eyes and felt the fluff on the cat's neck with her fingers.

It was a very pleasant touch, and she was already enjoying it.

The eight-armed woman hung by the window, looking at Xing Tao quietly at a distance that was not far or close.

The girl couldn't see her, but she felt that the girl had some similarities with Yang Momo. Both like to use strength to cover up their fragile personalities.

Suddenly, Jiang Sheng received a "letter" from the moth.

There was a wisp of calamity, which split and swam out from Yang Fuxian's body.

Recalling the car accident in front of the hospital, Jiang Sheng immediately tensed his nerves.

Then under Xing Moss's incomprehensible gaze, he flew into the rain curtain.

Yes, it fears that this calamity will lead to the next accident.

So it can't turn a blind eye.

"Hey, where are you going?"

Xing Moss's voice sounded behind him.

But Jiang Sheng didn't pay much attention to it at all.

In the night, the figure of the black cat is like thunder and lightning, fleeting. Only the waves of water on the ground were left, and they were still recording what they saw.

A few minutes later.

In another part of the city of Lok Tai.

Jiang Sheng caught up with the calamity of division.

At this time, the "black fog" was already wrapped around the hands of a driver.

So, is this another attempt to cause a traffic accident?

The black cat gritted its teeth and followed closely behind the vehicle that the driver was driving.

It is difficult to prevent a car accident in the image of a cat.

Jiang Sheng judged.

Immediately, it asked the cloud ghost in the bottom of its heart.

"Cloud Ghost, a calamity like this that clings to the surface of the soul, you should be able to eat it directly, right?"

Wraiths are different from spells in that they are capable of affecting the souls of the living.

"Hiss (no problem)."

The cloud ghost gave a crisp answer.

"Hiss, hiss (even, if I eat cleanly, the person will get some good luck afterwards)."

"So, at what cost?"

Jiang Sheng ran while evolving Bai Jie's appearance.

Mrs. Qi's shroud also grew rapidly, wrapping the young man's body.

"Hey, hiss (he'll have a bad cold for the next three days)."

The cloud ghost pinched his fingers affirmatively.

"Okay, I see."

Jiang Sheng bowed slightly.

The next moment.

The white-haired boy with a bandage around his waist appeared in front of the moving vehicle.

(End of chapter)